Master Qiu stopped and asked suspiciously, "Is there anything else going on with Brother Ming?"

Zhao Ming hesitated at Master Qiu and said: "This matter has been hidden in my heart for a long time, and I haven't found a chance to ask you, I hope you can tell me truthfully, Master!"

Master Qiu didn't feel funny when she saw Zhao Ming's hesitation, "Senior brother, just ask if you have anything, I will tell Senior Brother the truth!"

In fact, the reason why Zhao Ming was so hesitant was because he was very nervous at this time, and after hesitating for a while, he said: "When the fifth martial arts of the sect was held, I remember that Shi'er said something to me, you know that I have learned a kind of spiritual attack martial art, I wonder if my senior sister can tell me how you know?"

For some reason, a look of disappointment appeared on Master Qiu'er's face, "This, I won't tell you, you will know this later, I can't say it now." ”

Zhao Ming saw that Master Qiu seemed to have some troubles, so he didn't continue to ask: "Since Shi'er, you have something unspeakable, I won't ask, but Shi'er, sister, you didn't tell Shizun about this, senior brother still has to thank senior sister!"

"Don't be so polite, you didn't hurt me, why should I tell Shizun about this, okay, you should rest early." After finishing speaking, he walked out of the room, and after returning to his room, Qiu Shi'er said to himself: "It's not that I don't tell you, it's really hard for me to say this, maybe one day you will know, maybe you won't know for the rest of your life, thinking of this, Qiu Shi'er can't help but feel a little lonely." ”

The third day of the World Martial Arts was held on time, and today was particularly lively, because today was the final of the top four, due to the fact that the disciples of the first four absolute sects of the previous championship were wiped out this time, and the pilgrimage alliance was only symbolic participation, making the final final a duel between the disciples of the Izumo Sect and the Immortal Sect.

Two large-scale martial arts platforms, the four players stood opposite each other, Zhao Ming looked coldly at the Immortal Sect disciples in front of him, his eyes flashed vigorously, "If he hadn't invited himself out, Lei Liang might not have been captured by the Demon Dao Demon, and he said that Lei Liang's identity was problematic that day, and then he insulted his own teacher, if it wasn't for the etiquette of the sect restricting him, he would have already taught the disciples of the Immortal Sect opposite, and today is the opportunity to teach him, and he will definitely regret what he said that day." ”

Zhao Ming's eyes flickered, and there was a burst of killing intent in his heart, but his self-control was very strong, and he tried his best to control his emotions, after all, standing opposite was the number one master among the young disciples of the Immortal Sect, and the cultivation realm must not be weak, if you want to teach him a lesson, you must find the right time.

The young man on the opposite side smiled, holding his perfect fingers, and looked at Zhao Ming with excitement in his eyes, "You are the number one martial artist of the Izumo Sect's five summits?"

Zhao Ming looked at the playful look on his face, he was very disgusted, he was smiling on his face, but his heart was extremely insidious and competitive, this kind of person should be stepped on and humiliated, Zhao Ming was too lazy to answer his question.

Seeing that Zhao Ming didn't take care of himself, the young man didn't get angry, and said provocatively: "If I defeat you in this martial arts, I will become the strongest person in the younger generation, but it's a pity that Qi Hu of the Four Peerless Sects didn't participate, but if I defeat you, I will go to him to compete, and now I just hope that you don't lose too quickly, don't disappoint me too much." ”

When the many sect heads in the audience heard this, they all frowned, and couldn't help whispering, this Immortal Sect disciple is too proud, Elder Lin who sat down below, Sect Master Gu was also dissatisfied with the Immortal Sect disciple on the stage, but he didn't show it on his face, and still looked at the stage indifferently.

When Zhao Ming heard this, the anger in his heart lightened a lot, because he wanted to laugh, he found that the Immortal Sect disciple who was competing with him seemed to be sick, a completely conceited pathology, and he touched the green flute in his hand, and said to the Immortal Sect disciple: "You are really verbose, I want to know if I will disappoint you, and the trick is to talk so much useless, what a waste of time!"

The Immortal Sect's disciple's eyes lit up, and he said, "You are looking for death!" As he spoke, the five fingers of his left hand were closed, and a transparent tiger condensed from pure vitality appeared on the competition platform, the tiger was in a realistic shape, except for the color of its body, it was exactly the same as a real tiger, and the illusory tiger roared at Zhao Ming.

"Go!" The Immortal Sect disciple moved his fingers, and the tiger jumped and pounced on Zhao Ming, fierce and swift, and the fishy wind hit his face.

Zhao Ming remembered what Qiu Shi'er told him last night, the phantom beasts transformed into vitality have powerful attack power, they are not afraid of injury, they will not be destroyed, unless you have a more powerful vitality than the other party to cultivate to destroy the phantom beast, otherwise don't fight hard with the other party, they control the phantom beast to consume a lot of vitality, consume it with him, or look for an opportunity to injure the person who controls the phantom beast, thinking of this, Zhao Ming's eyes narrowed, "Okay, I'll consume it with him." The figure flashed, avoiding the tiger that pounced.

Seeing Zhao Ming dodge lightly. The tiger condensed by the vitality roared, and after the tiger body fell to the ground, it quickly turned to the direction of Zhao Ming, rose from the ground, and went straight to Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming still ignored the tiger, with his swift shadow step to avoid the tiger's attack unhurriedly, looking calm and comfortable, very relaxed, this shadow step is a martial art he comprehended in Qingguang Town, and now he has perfected it, not only can he dodge in place, but also dodge in a short distance, which is a good martial art.

However, at this time, the disciples of the Immortal Sect who controlled the tiger with their vitality were a little unbearable, and their originally smiling faces were clouded, and they mocked loudly: "Could it be that the number one of the Izumo Sect will only hide? ”

Zhao Ming didn't get emotional because of his words, and thought: "I'll consume it with you, and then when your body's vitality is about to be consumed, I will kill you!"

Seeing that Zhao Ming didn't pay attention to his words, the Immortal Sect disciple shouted angrily: "Attached! Hurry!" The perfect fingers of the two hands moved, and the vitality permeated his hands, and the tiger transformed by the vitality roared as if he had received an order, turned around and chased after Zhao Ming, leaving a faint shadow in the air where his body passed.

Zhao Ming frowned and looked at the tiger that was coming quickly, with his current speed, he would definitely not be able to shake off the tiger whose speed was increasing now, "Since you can't dodge, then I'll kill you." "The two fists were swung, the vitality was vertical and horizontal, and with each punch, the air was a ripple, and finally the two fists bombarded the rushing tiger.

"Bang!"

The body was knotted by Zhao Ming, but the body retreated and shook a few times, and the somewhat cracked body that was bombarded quickly healed, and after a while, it roared at Zhao Ming with bared teeth.

"Whoosh!" spit out a water arrow from the tiger's mouth and shot at Zhao Ming, Zhao Ming didn't expect that the tiger transformed by the vitality would also attack remotely, hurriedly dodged, and almost hit the move, the water arrow hit the competition platform, and a deep pit suddenly appeared on the competition platform.

While fighting with the tiger, while looking for an opportunity to attack the disciples of the Immortal Sect, the tiger is very difficult, not afraid of death, and there is no pain, as long as it is not destroyed, it will recover in situ, it is really troublesome, if you go on like this, you will not wait for the other party's vitality to run out, and you will not be able to hold on.

This tiger is pressing forward step by step, not giving him a chance to attack the disciple of the Immortal Sect at all, Zhao Ming repelled the tiger with a punch, glanced at the disciple of the Immortal Sect, and was surprised, he found that there was another phantom beast shaped like a tiger and a wolf next to the disciple of the Immortal Sect, a tiger is annoying enough, this is another one, isn't it to play his rhythm to death? This disciple of the Immortal Sect is really full of vitality.

Can't go on like this, "Drink!" Zhao Ming snorted, his figure blurred and illusory, looming, his fists were suddenly filled with vitality energy mixed with gold-blue silk threads, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly became domineering and awe-inspiring, and the already skilled Baying moved out instantly, and a punch bombarded the tiger that was close at hand, and his fists sank into the tiger's body.

The tiger's body gradually faded, Zhao Ming continued to strengthen the output of vitality, as the body's vitality increased, there was a crisp sound of "boom", the tiger's body cracked, and then disappeared on the competition platform.

Zhao Ming was about to withdraw to attack the disciples of the Immortal Sect, only to see a phantom shadow had rushed in front of him, it was the phantom beast that looked like a tiger and a wolf, Zhao Ming hurriedly waved his fist to resist, this phantom beast was obviously much stronger than the previous tiger, every claw was a sharp attack, and the attack was also accompanied by a paralyzing function, which made Zhao Ming cry bitterly.

At this time, I only heard the Immortal Sect disciple laugh and say, "If you only have the mid-stage consummate cultivation of the Juyuan Realm, then you will lose this game!"

I saw that the disciple of the Immortal Sect pointed to his forehead with his left hand, and a cyan vein appeared in the middle of his forehead, and there were words in his mouth, and the last light drink, the cyan vein on his forehead suddenly shone brightly, and the phantom beast that looked like a tiger and a wolf seemed to be inflated, growing bigger and bigger.

Zhao Ming could feel that the vitality on this phantom beast was also increasing, and when he saw that the phantom beast was about to burst, the phantom beast looked up to the sky and roared, and there seemed to be a trace of emotion in his eyes that should not exist, and he yelled to vent the emotions in his heart.

The phantom beast finally stopped expanding, looked at Zhao Ming condescendingly, and opened his mouth to be hit by a wind blade, Zhao Ming didn't dare to respond, and hurriedly dodged away.

"Boom!" The wind blade bombarded the competition platform, blasting the competition platform out of a huge pit, the huge body moved slightly, it seemed huge, but it was in front of Zhao Ming in an instant, and the tail swept towards Zhao Ming's body, if he was hit by this tail, he would not die and be seriously injured, and his body retreated violently, which could avoid the tail tip of the huge phantom beast, and a trace of cold sweat fell from Zhao Ming's sideburns.

The huge phantom beast approached Zhao Ming closely, opening its mouth to devour him.

"Ahh

This move surprised everyone in the audience, even Elder Lin, Sect Master Gu and the others were surprised, using the body as a means of attack like this is really crazy, if you are not careful, it will bury the belly of the phantom beast!

The smile on the face of the Immortal Sect disciple disappeared, because the cyan veins on his forehead conveyed a dangerous message, and the perfect fingers of both hands moved in unison, and the cyan vitality continued to pour into the veins of his forehead, leaving a trace of sweat stains from his face.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, shaking the heavens and the earth, a figure pierced the sky, and a figure slowly fell from mid-air, it was Zhao Ming, but at this moment there was blood on the corner of his mouth, and his clothes were a little messy, and there was no other discomfort.

And the sect disciple on the other side spat blood from his mouth and stood on the competition platform with a depressed expression.