Tang Miao is famous for her Bingqing jade and cleanness in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, plus her current identity is a disciple of Tang Tang Zhenren, she has become more noble, and there are many Eastern Tang monks who admire her like a carp crossing the river.

Eight out of ten, nine out of ten teenagers in the square had a love for Tang Miao, and when they saw Tang Miao's expression of being able to make steel around his fingers and ask them to make a move, they all even had red eyes, staring at Bai Yan, eager to kill Bai Yan immediately.

"Bai Yan, Tang Xuanbo challenges you!"

"Bai Yan, Donglin Mountain challenges you!"

"Bai Yan, Tang Guojiu challenges you!"

"Bai Yan, Dongfeng challenges you!"

“.......”

The young men who challenged Bai Yan all raised their voices, for fear that Tang Miao would not hear their names.

Bai Yan sneered at those teenagers, he used to be as strong as them, but now that the edges and corners have been smoothed, he thinks of the past years, and feels that his former self is stupid.

"Let's go together. ”

Bai Yan's contemptuous young man hooked his fingers.

"What! you dare to despise us!"

"We are the people of the dignified Eastern Tang Ancient Kingdom, and our bloodlines are much more noble than you cultivators of the cultivation realm!"

Like a volcanic eruption, the teenagers glared at Bai Yan angrily, and they sacrificed their spiritual treasures one after another, and the Dongtian spiritual treasures bombarded Bai Yan.

Bai Yan slapped the Qiankun bag, sacrificed the human skin, and put on the human skin mask before the bombardment of thousands of spirit treasures, and his figure disappeared in place.

Rumble!

Lingbao was thrown like a cheap cabbage, shattering the space that Bai Yan was in just now, but there was no Bai Yan at all.

Bai Yan disappeared, and the Eastern Tang teenagers couldn't sense his location with their divine sense.

"Damn Bai Yan, you have become a turtle with a shrunken head!" a thick-eyed young man scolded angrily.

Bai Yan slapped the Qiankun bag, sacrificed the void whip, whipped away the thick-eyebrow boy, and whipped the whip towards the teenagers.

Whoosh!

One by one, the teenagers were whipped out of the square by the Void Whip.

Bai Yanyun whipped like a finger and put down a piece of teenagers.

"Bai Yan, do you dare to fight this prince face to face?" "Tang Huangzi, who was wearing the Six Dragons Emperor's uniform, waved a long stick in the shape of a toothpick and called Bai Yan.

"You can't do it!" Bai Yan showed his figure, he stood in front of the Tang Emperor, and said with a toothy smile: "Wake up!"

Tang Huangzi was furious, he was accidentally stunned by Bai Yan just now, this was simply a great shame for him, he shouted, waved the long stick of the Dongtian Spirit Treasure level, and swept towards Bai Yan with a stick.

Bai Yan didn't dodge or dodge, he swung out his fist and struck a blow!

Tang Huangzi's stick was knocked out of his hand by the punch, and he felt a terrifying storm rushing towards him, and he was like a seedling under the stormy waves, unable to withstand the stormy waves.

Burst!

Tang Huangzi was hit in the chest by the force of the fist, his defense looked very ridiculous, under that punch, it was like a paper defense, vulnerable, his body was injured, and he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Bang!

A huge monument behind the Tang Emperor was smashed into powder by the fist.

Tang Huangzi and the teenagers who watched the battle only then understood, it turned out that most of the power of that punch hit the giant monument, and only a small part of the power hit Tang Huangzi, just like that, Tang Huangzi was still seriously injured, if all the punch power of that punch hit Tang Huangzi, it is estimated that he would have turned into powder.

Tang Huangzi was so frightened that his body trembled, and he was afraid when he thought about it, if all the power of that punch hit him, he would have turned into powder by now, and he had already fallen.

The teenagers who watched the battle were even more shocked, the passion that was originally ignited by Tang Miao had disappeared by most of them, and in the face of life and death, everything was nonsense.

Bai Yan stood in front of the Tang Emperor, like a huge mountain, he was looking down at the teenagers of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, there was no contempt in his eyes, only ignorance, in his eyes, the teenagers of the Eastern Tang Dynasty were existences that could be ignored.

"Who wants to fight?" Bai Yan's words were like a hammer, hitting the hearts of the young people in the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

The Dongtang teenagers lowered their heads, and they didn't dare to look at Bai Yan.

Bai Yan slapped the Qiankun bag and sacrificed the Cave Heaven Spirit Sword, and he waved the Cave Heaven Spirit Sword, as if he was wielding a knife to repair his stubble.

A large group of Dongtang teenagers all had a feeling of fainting.

Bai Yan's trick is similar to Tang Huangzi's use of a Dongtian Lingbao-level toothpick to pick his teeth, which is Chiguoguo's show-off.

Bai Yan took the Dongtian Spirit Sword into his Qiankun bag, and sacrificed the Dongtian Spirit Treasure-level Fang Mu to shave his face, scraping off the grease on his face.

"Bai Yan actually used the Cave Heaven Spirit Sword to repair the stubble, and used the Cave Heaven Spirit Treasure-level Fang Mu to scrape the grease on his face, this is simply destroying the heavens!"

"Bai Yan is demonstrating, using the Cave Heaven Spirit Treasure to demonstrate!"

The disciples of the Eastern Tang Dynasty were all filled with righteous indignation, but none of them dared to come forward, and they all stared at Bai Yan with awe.

"A battle?" Bai Yan walked towards the Eastern Tang teenagers.

The Eastern Tang Dynasty boy avoided Bai Yan like a plague.

Wherever Bai Yan passed, all the Eastern Tang Dynasty disciples avoided it one after another, and one person frightened thousands of people.

At this time, a half-step real person swept to the square, and he said to the monks in the square with a loud voice: "All disciples who want to observe the inscription need to pass the test of the three levels, and now the test of the first level is carried out, and all the disciples of the late stage of the Soul Technique Realm can participate in the test of the first level." ”

After that, the middle-aged half-step real person casually played a magic decision and opened a magic circle in the square.

Under the leadership of the half-step real person, the disciples of the Eastern Tang Dynasty stepped into the magic circle one after another and were teleported into a long and narrow passage.

The narrow passage was pitch black, and the monks could not see the passage clearly, but they swept the divine consciousness and found that the divine consciousness was forbidden in the passage, and the divine consciousness could not spread half an inch in the passage.

The flywheel in the passage flew irregularly like a snowflake, and the flywheel came and went like the wind.

The test of the first level is very simple, as long as the monk can completely pass the passage and not be hit by any of the flywheels, he will pass the level.

This level sounds very easy to pass, but it is very difficult to pass, because the monk cannot use his divine sense, cannot sense the speed and direction of the flywheel, and can only rely on the instinct of the body to dodge the flywheel, and if he is not careful, he will be hit by the flywheel, even if he fails to break through the level.

"I understand, there is a bat knowledge exercise in the Eastern Tang Dynasty Hidden Scripture Pavilion, as long as you practice this exercise, you can rely on your body's instinct to dodge the flywheel like a bat. ”

"It's a pity that I didn't cultivate bat consciousness at all, otherwise it would have been easy to pass this first level. ”

There was a noisy discussion among the teenagers and girls of the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

Bai Yan stepped into the passage, closed his eyes, and slowly walked forward.

Woohoo!

The flywheel came and went like lightning, shooting past Bai Yan's body.

Bai Yan's facial features were extremely sharp, relying on instinct to move through the passage, avoiding the flywheels that shot from tricky angles.

"Ahh

A young man from the Eastern Tang Dynasty was hit by a flywheel and was teleported out of the passage by the formation.

Teenagers are constantly being hit by flywheels and teleported out of the passage by the circle.

The teenagers who stayed in the passage were under a lot of psychological pressure, and they all endured the pressure, relying on their physical instincts to dodge the flywheel.

Three exactly three hours!

Bai Yan and a group of Eastern Tang teenagers passed through the passage and appeared in the sun, and the clothes on their bodies appeared in broken places, fortunately, there were no blood marks on their bodies, otherwise they would have been teleported out by the magic circle.

There were only 300 monks who passed the first level, and nearly 600 Eastern Tang teenagers were eliminated in the first level.

The half-step real person appeared in front of everyone, he nodded slightly at everyone, and said, "You have passed the first level, and you can participate in the test of the second level." ”

With that, he stretched out his hand and pointed to a teleportation circle.

The monks stepped into the teleportation circle under the guidance of a half-step real person and appeared at the place where the second level was tested.

It's full of spinning flywheels and high-speed teleportation targets.

The test of the second level is very simple, take 10,000 flywheels from the air, shoot the target with high-speed teleportation, and all the hits can pass the second level.

Picking up the flywheel with bare hands is a test in itself, and the average monk who reaches out to grab the flywheel may be injured by the spinning flywheel.

Sure enough, several Eastern Tang disciples who were holding the flywheel with their bare hands were injured by the flywheel and were teleported out by the teleportation array.

The second level is a test of quick eyes and hands, and a test of accurate hit rate.

Bai Yan once practiced a subtle exercise, and when he raised his eyes, he could see through the trajectory of the flying wheel, and he knew it in his heart, so he grabbed it with his bare hands and easily grabbed a flywheel.

"Go!"

As soon as Bai Yan's wrist was forced, the flywheel in his hand flew out and stabbed at a target with a spin.

Woohoo!

Bai Yan shot like lightning, accurately took out a piece of flywheel, threw the flywheel across an arc-shaped trajectory, and accurately stabbed at the target.

In the blink of an eye!

Bai Yan had already taken out 10,000 flywheels, and each flywheel he shot was stabbed on the target, and he passed the second level victoriously.

There are only about 100 monks who have passed the second level.

Bai Yan and nearly a hundred disciples stepped into a teleportation circle under the leadership of a half-step real person, and appeared under a huge boundless stone wall.

The half-step real person said loudly: "Behind you is the original text of the flywheel technique engraved by Tang Yasheng himself, and you can only enjoy the words on the stone tablet if you pass the third level." The test of the third level is very simple, everyone can shoot at the others, each of them shoots a hundred flywheels, shoots at the monk they hate, and finally those who are not shot by any of the flywheels pass the third level. ”

As soon as the half-step real person's voice fell, the eyes of most of the Eastern Tang disciples stared at Bai Yan in unison.

Bai Yan smiled bitterly, he had already been mentally prepared, and with a move of his mind, he reached out and grabbed the hundred flywheels suspended above his head, and his face was solemn and his divine sense was spread in all directions.

Just a breath of time!

Nearly 10,000 flywheels formed a storm and surged towards Bai Yan.

"Go!"

Bai Yan could shatter a flywheel by sacrificing a flywheel casually, and he used a hundred flywheels to shatter the storm formed by nearly 10,000 flywheels.

The teenagers of the Eastern Tang Dynasty blushed one after another, they didn't even eliminate Bai Yan when they shot together, and secretly sighed in their hearts that Bai Yan's strength was not comparable to them.