There was an uproar in the field again, this mortal was too bold, even if he couldn't run the cultivation method, with a wave of this immortal weapon, I was afraid that even the cultivators couldn't stand it, let alone his thin body. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What do you want to do? Have you ever practiced immortal arts?" The big man knew that the fortune teller in front of him was a mortal, and just now he asked the white-clothed Taoist priest dumbfounded with his three-inch tongue, and made such a farce, he didn't think that this time he even wanted to intervene in martial arts.

The big man's voice buzzed, but it suppressed all the discussion in the field, and everyone wanted to see what this mortal wanted to do.

The fortune teller smiled slightly, looked up at the big man who was a whole head taller than himself, and said: "Since it is a conference on the Tao, we and other mortals also want to see the way of heaven, why not if I come to participate?"

The big man suddenly waved his big hand, and the giant hammer in his hand swept through the air, whirring, blowing the fortune teller "Oh Oooo" three steps back, fortunately he tried his best to stabilize his body, so as not to fall on his back, but the embarrassed appearance made the onlookers laugh.

"Ants dare to shake trees, ridiculous, haha. Get out of here, I will move my hands, don't say a move, I'm afraid that even a blow can blow your bones apart. The big man showed his face in front of his colleagues in the world, and he was proud in his heart, and he made fun of the fortune teller with an angry urn.

The fortune teller stood firm, and he didn't get angry, but just stared at the big man, and said: "The ants shake the tree, taking an unusual way, the foolish people are puzzled, all the immortals practice, spy on the heavenly machine, what is the difference with the way of the ants?

When everyone heard this, there was a deep meaning in the fortune teller's words, which caused many people to think deeply.

The big man was obviously a simple-minded person, and he thought about it at first listen, but he couldn't figure it out, shook his head, and waved the giant hammer in his hand, which caused the wind to rise in the field, and shouted: "Don't be verbose, the literary theory has passed, and now it is the martial theory, if you don't retreat, I will treat you as a person in my Tao, and I am going to make a move." ”

Just when everyone thought that the fortune teller was going to make a move and was waiting to watch the play, the fortune teller retreated and said: "Don't worry, the immortal master, although the foolish people want to peep into the way of heaven, they also know that they are powerless, and if they are so strong, I am afraid that it will violate the principles of heaven." I just signed up, but not for myself, but for others. ”

"Who the hell are you signing up for?" the big man glared at the giant bronze bell and kept glancing behind the fortune teller.

"Little immortal, please come up and confront this immortal master and guide the foolish people. The fortune teller turned around and bowed slightly.

Everyone looked at each other and saw a young disciple dressed in a green cloth shirt, holding a strange black ruler in his hand, walking step by step from behind the fortune teller to the middle of the venue.

"What is Brother Luo?" Tiancong Diming, who had been standing behind the elders of the sect and had been quietly watching the changes in the field, was suddenly shocked in his heart, and those who had this thought, of course, were also the people in the Heavenly Gate.

But he saw Luo Xiaosang staring ahead, as if he was sluggish, and walked step by step to stand in front of the big man.

The big man was shocked, looked Luo Xiaosang up and down for a while, especially the strange blade in his hand, and then said: "This junior brother, dare to ask who sent his subordinates? ”

Although the big man is open and close, he also has a meticulous place in his heart. He saw Luo Xiaosang coming step by step, calm and calm under the eyes of everyone, and he was afraid that his cultivation was not low. Although the weapon in his hand is strange, there is also a faint smell of danger coming out, and he must have someone with a background, so he asked this question cautiously.

Who knew that Luo Xiaosang didn't care about his polite words, but just looked at the big man fixedly.

"This little immortal is a tall foot under the Chaos Heaven Gate, although he is young, he has already been a chivalrous man. But the fortune teller, who had retreated behind him, opened his mouth to answer for him.

Everyone in the audience heard that it was a disciple of the Heavenly Gate, and there was a sound of discussion, and they all looked at Shen Luoyan. Although there is no provision in the martial arts that the Chaos Heaven Sect, which is the presiding faction, cannot arrange disciples to participate, but in such a grand event of Buddhism, the disciples of the Chaos Heaven Sect, which is the first sect of the righteous path in the world, participate in the test, I am afraid that there must be a deep meaning in it, and I can't help but speculate secretly.

As everyone knows, not only the disciples of the Chaos Heaven Gate present, but even Shen Luoyan himself does not understand what this disciple who was once unknown in the Chaos Heaven Gate but then became a blockbuster is intended. It's just that it's inconvenient to explain at this time, so I have to wait and see what happens.

That day, the disciple of Zhumen looked Luo Xiaosang up and down again when he heard this, but said in his heart that it was no wonder that he could behave like this at a young age, it turned out to be a disciple of Zhutianmen. Suddenly, he thought about it, if he could defeat this young disciple of the Chaos Heavenly Sect in front of his fellow Daoists in the world, not only himself, but even his own face in the sect would be greatly revealed.

With such a thought, a trace of respect in his eyes was instantly replaced by another look, but he said to Luo Xiaosang: "It turned out to be a high-ranking disciple of the Heavenly Gate, and he was very disrespectful." It's rare to have this opportunity, but I want to ask this junior brother to give me some advice. ”

Luo Xiaosang still didn't react to his words, and under the two phases, he seemed a little arrogant and rude, and there was a lot of discussion in the audience.

The disciples of the Tianzhu Sect saw that they were polite many times, but the other party was so arrogant, and they couldn't help but feel angry in their hearts. People who follow the big open and close routines are also prone to ups and downs in temperament. only heard a "dang" sound, signaling the start of martial arts, and the disciple of Tianzhumen raised the giant hammer in his hand without hesitation and smashed it at Luo Xiaosang, who was a foot away in front of him.

Under the restrictions of the rules of martial arts, if no matter the level of cultivation, the person holding the weapon already has the upper hand, and the giant hammer in the hands of the disciples of the Dzi Sect is even more advantageous in terms of weight, so he has already made up his mind that no matter who the opponent is, he will use the simplest moves,

Make the opponent have no moves.

This hammer, coupled with the brute force of the disciples of the Dzi Sect, suddenly "whirred" into the wind, blowing the face of the person standing closer to the field painful, and the pressure was so great, not to mention Luo Xiaosang who was under the giant hammer.

Luo Xiaosang's clothes rattled, and he didn't see any extra movements, but he actually stabbed the black ruler in his hand towards the giant hammer that fell on his head.

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar, and such a hard collision undoubtedly hit the stone with an egg. The most appropriate way is to attack the false and avoid the real, which is the best policy. It's just a blow, and the judgment is made, I'm afraid that the victory or defeat has been decided, and even the Tiancong and Earth Master brothers are secretly worried about Luo Xiaosang.

The disciples of the Heavenly Heavenly Sect were also happy in their hearts, and secretly said that the young disciples of the Heavenly Sect were afraid that they would not fight many people, and they did not know how to react on the spot, so they let themselves take advantage. So the hands were even more ruthless, and as soon as the brute force came out, the wind was louder.

Seeing that the field was about to be red, who knew that suddenly the disciple of the Zhumen Sect roared "ah", his body fell backwards, and he fell on the ground three feet away with a bang, his whole body trembled, as if he wanted to speak but couldn't speak, just stared at Luo Xiaosang with wide eyes and a frightened face.

"Wow!"

This result was beyond everyone's expectations, and some cultivators saw that the giant hammer came into contact with the strange weapon of the disciples of the Heavenly Heavenly Gate, and the disciples of the Heavenly Bead Sect instantly changed their faces, and then they flew out backwards with a loud roar, what happened in this, I am afraid that only the person concerned will know. However, looking at this situation, it seems that he was shocked by those who have cultivated deeply. Could it be that this Heavenly Sect disciple's cultivation is so profound?

It turned out that as soon as the giant hammer in the hands of the disciples of the Pearl Sect came into contact with the black ruler, he felt that the black ruler was black and the black qi was strong, and a yin and evil power came from the black ruler, and it instantly swam all over the body, and he was immediately nauseous and nauseated, and his whole body was weak. In front of him, there was a big mouth of blood that laughed wildly, and a body of essence blood seemed to pour out, flowing into that mouth.

His cultivation is also quite profound, and he has a lot of experience in dealing with the enemy, and he almost instinctively runs his own method, forcibly disconnecting himself from this evil power, so that he will not lose all his essence and blood and die. But even so, the yin and evil and violent qi that remained in his body also damaged his internal organs. In the eyes of others, it seems that he was seriously injured after fighting against a master.

"Haha, with a small and a big one, it seems that it is impossible for ants to shake the tree. This way of cultivation is really every word, the way of heaven is clear, the way of heaven is clear. When the fortune teller saw that the winner had been decided, he seemed to have woken up to something, and laughed in the audience.

The defeated Tianzhu Sect disciple had already surrounded his fellow disciples, and when he saw the fortune teller laughing, it seemed to be mocking, and everyone had already seen him unpleasantly, and one of them became angry, strode up to the fortune teller, and shouted angrily: "What are you laughing at?

But for some reason, the disciples of the Tianzhu Sect are all tall, and the fortune teller is thin, and he is afraid that he can be blown down as long as he exhales. Who knew that the fortune teller didn't know if he was born bold or what, but he was not afraid, and raised his head and said to the disciples of Tianzhumen: "The way of cultivation, in the opinion of fools, as long as it is an organic fate, even ants can understand it." This immortal master is on the right path, so he looks down on me and other mortals, and looks down on the people in the world?"

That day, the disciples of Zhumen were also not good at speech, and this time they were robbed of white, and they couldn't speak right, and their hearts were angry, and their bodies moved, and they said: "When did I look down on the people in the world, I see that you are a demon, and you will talk nonsense, look at me ......"

As soon as the fortune teller retreated, his body trembled, as if he was afraid, and said, "You dare to do it? As a righteous path, you dare to bully me as a mortal? This is the righteous way in your mouth?"

"You ......" That day, the disciples of the Zhumen Sect did not move in front of everyone, nor did they do it, and there was a stalemate in the field.

At this moment, he heard a hoarse voice, "Tianzhu Sect disciple, you stand down." ”

Although the sound was not loud, everyone in the room could hear it clearly. As the presiding Fakong master, he finally spoke.

Master Fakong shouted the Buddha's name, opened his eyes, stared at the fortune teller, and said: "Amitabha, the donor is a cultivator, but he is suppressed for life, and he is so good." If it weren't for the slightest subtlety, the old man would still be in the dark. Dare to ask the benefactor who sent his subordinates to my Buddhist gatherings, and what did they do in my Buddhist gatherings?"

The fortune teller was stunned for a moment, and then said with a faint smile: "This master, I am a mortal, in order to get a glimpse of the way of cultivation, I followed this little immortal to the top of the Spirit Mountain, which is what kind of sect in the master's mouth." ”

Master Qingyi said: "I have a gathering in Lingshan, do you know why I have to show my identity with a wooden card? I am not afraid of the people in the Demon Sect mixing in it, I don't know which sect of the Demon Sect is an elder? ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience, and the people who were originally standing next to the fortune teller retreated.

But at this moment, I only heard someone in the audience exclaim: "Look!", but it suddenly changed again.