"What did you say!"

Tang Ming's momentum increased and he confronted Xia Mu. The two people's true energy was stimulated. The surrounding disciples could not bear the pressure for a while and fell to the ground. Even Tang Xuan and other foundation disciples could barely stand in this scene.

That’s all.

Suddenly, Tang Ming spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body went limp and fell to the ground. Seeing this, Xia Mu restrained his energy and stood aside coldly. A group of disciples from Wentian Temple hurriedly gathered around Tang Ming.

"Elder Tang, how are you?"

"Jiange, don't bully others too much!"

Xia Mu looked at everyone without saying a word, only to see Tang Ming spit out another mouthful of blood. The blood was black, a typical sign of poisoning.

"Despicable!" the Wentian audience shouted.

Tang Xuan had a puzzled look on his face, but he also looked at everyone in Jiange and Lan Zong warily. After all, it could be heard from the conversation just now that it might be difficult to be kind today.

"Elder Tang, I'm sorry. As Wentian Guan's only fighting force, in order not to lose both sides with you, I can only use some small tricks."

"This is the territory of Wentian Temple. If you treat Elder Tang like this, the master will not let you go." A disciple pointed at Xia Mu and said fiercely.

With a "swish" sound, the Wentian Temple disciple's arms were all cut off, and he lay painfully in a pool of blood, while no one around him realized what had happened.

"Master? A joke. Master Wentian Guan failed to attack the Nascent Soul Realm. He has lost all his power and is just about to die." Xia Mu continued with a look of disdain: "As for Tang Ming, although you are not as good as me, but if you really fight, you will be dead."

It's such a trouble, why don't I use some tricks to help you."

"you!"

After hearing this, Tang Ming spurted out another mouthful of blood. The leader could not break through, the golden elixir was shattered, and the spiritual energy was gone. This was the biggest secret. No one else in Wentianguan knew except himself. How did Jiange know? Recently

For a period of time, I had been using my true energy to keep the leader alive just to survive the competition, but I never expected that such a change would occur.

"Stop talking nonsense. In one sentence, Wentian Temple will cut off the incense today and give you the last time to burn the incense. Those who obey will kneel down, and those who are against will die!" Man Long said coldly from the side.

Everyone in the Wentian audience looked at each other in confusion. The matter of being the leader had never been mentioned before. Coupled with the tight pressure from Lan Zong and Jiange, many people were shaken. Probably because they could see that the Wentian disciples were shaken, Xia Mu continued.

: "Disciples of Wentian Temple, your cultivation is too poor, and we don't really want it. So, now you go down the mountain, I won't embarrass you juniors. With your Wentian fortune-telling skills, you can become a fortune teller in the mortal world.

Life is not an option."

There was a commotion among the crowd after hearing this. Why do people in the world hope that they have wisdom? They hope to become immortal and live forever. No matter how old or young, death is an instinctive fear. If there is a chance to live forever, who is willing to give up?

, However, now, the door to immortality is right in front of us, but we have to return to the mortal world. After a hundred years, we will return to nature. This gap made it difficult for the disciples to accept it for a while.

"If not, you will die today!" Man Long continued to fan the flames.

Wang Dong stood up at this time, holding a long sword in his hand, walked slowly to the front of the crowd, and said: "I have grown up in the mountains since I was a child. The head master has taken me as if he were his own son. Dear junior brothers, although we are asking the sky to watch,

The population is not prosperous, but there is no intrigue. The masters and elders treat me as if they were one of their own. This time the sect is in disaster, I do not ask my fellow disciples to die with me, but I hope that no matter where you are, remember to pay me a favor.

Incense!"

After speaking, Wang Dong pointed his sword at Xia Mu, and the spiritual energy all over his body exploded. However, the ninth level of Qi training was like a mayfly shaking a tree in front of a strong Jindan man. The sword stabbed in front of Xia Mu and he could no longer move forward.

"Death generously, I admire your courage, so I will take your sword, and then die!"

A sword energy flashed through, and Wang Dong was instantly split into two and smashed straight to the ground.

"You're going too far!" Tang Ming forced his energy to circulate and rushed out with gritted teeth. However, he was deeply poisoned and vomited blood again before the blow landed. His whole body collapsed to the ground, and he could see that he was out of breath and out of breath.

"Don't waste your efforts, Great Elder. This is the Yincao poison specially prepared by the Lan Sect. As long as the poisoning depth reaches a certain level, even those in the late stage of the Golden Elixir will die."

Dong Xin, who was dressed in red robes, walked out, slowly walked towards the Lan Sect, and then said: "You don't have to look at me so surprised. I am originally a disciple of the Lan Sect Manlong. Why didn't you find out for yourself?

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"running dog!"

All the disciples of Wentian Temple reviled him.

"Okay, time's up, kill them all!" Man Long said calmly.

As soon as the words fell, the disciples of Jiange and Lanzong stepped forward one after another, drew their swords, and came towards the Wentian Temple disciples. Tang Ming, who was lying on the ground, shouted with all his strength: "Go to the main hall! Go to the main hall quickly."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xuan and others quickly ran towards the main hall. Along the way, many disciples were overtaken and killed because of their insufficient cultivation. Many of them were seriously injured and bleeding.

"Tang Xuan, the competition just now is not over, let me catch you again this time!"

Tang Xuan turned around and saw that it was Ye Yi, a disciple of the Jiange Pavilion. The two of them had no choice but to fight together. Another disciple of the Jiange Pavilion who was standing next to him saw this and drew his sword and stepped forward. Tang Xuan, who was not his opponent in the first place, quickly fell behind.

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As the number of injuries on his body increased, Tang Xuan was also angered and began to use the Star Technique. Although it was difficult to learn this technique in a short time, Tang Xuan relied on his extremely high talent and understanding to barely figure out what the "Combined Star Power" was.

, Acting on the Way of Life and Death.' So he felt the spiritual power under the stars, and he really felt it a little bit. And it was this point that Tang Xuan discovered that this kind of power was much more solidified than the infuriating energy of conventional cultivation.

After running the technique, Tang Xuan forced the two people back with one punch. The two people who were forced back were stunned for a moment, and then they stepped forward with all their strength. The three of them fought from halfway up the mountain to the main hall, and at this time, there was also an experience in front of the main hall.

There was a massacre, and due to Dong Xin's destruction, the original protective formation of the main hall was also ineffective. The leader sat on the Grand Master's chair, watching all this with grief and indignation.

With a "swish" sound, a figure was thrown into the main hall, smashing many tables and chairs in succession. It was Tang Xuan who was fighting fiercely outside. At this time, his whole body seemed to be like a gourd of blood. It was as tragic as it could be.

"Hurry up and get it over with. I have to go back to meet my junior sister for a weekend break." Seeing that the battle was one-sided, Ye Yi also started to mock and joke.

Tang Xuan stood up again, stood in the center of the main hall, and wiped the blood from his face. No matter how talented he was, he was just a twelve-year-old child. At this time, Tang Xuan's muscles were trembling unconsciously.

I know very well that if I continue to fight, I will definitely die, but where can I go?

The blood fell to the ground, making no sound under the cover of the screams outside, and quietly seeped into the soil.

"It's time for you to die, the genius of Wentian Temple." Ye Yi said jokingly, and the two flying swords went straight to Tang Xuan's door.

At this time, Tang Xuan's body was already a little out of control due to the fear of death. Suddenly, a spiritual energy rushed out from the ground and knocked away Ye Yi's swords. At the same time, it spread outward, and the weapons and magic weapons of everyone outside were destroyed one by one.
Chapter completed!