"It's so ruthless!" Xiao Mingyue was so shocked that she couldn't recover. Even though his realm rose to the ninth level of Qi Gathering Period, due to physical training and Qi training, he didn't think he would be a rival to Senior Brother Liao. Liao Bincheng was defeated under Deng Fuchen! Xiao Mingyue had little interest in going up to fight! In fact, he was also not interested in promoting an inner disciple by using the method of honor battle.

Obtaining the qualification of a fire control teacher is his first goal in life!

"Junior Brother Mang, how do you know Deng Fuchen? This person is not simple, he looks ruthless. How careful do you have to contact him? Hey, Junior Brother Mang, have you heard me?" Xiao Mingyue widened her eyes in horror, with a look of horror. Under his staring eyes, Mang Tianyu jumped gently and jumped into the venue. The whole audience was in an uproar, and someone screamed in surprise.

The two of them looked at each other, Deng Fuchen's body was gloomy and terrifying. Mang Tianyu, who was standing in the center of the venue, was hot and blood was boiling. His body was like a burning flame, with anger, and his fighting spirit rolled in his chest, and he was about to break out of his body.

The sharp temperament is like a blade unsheathed, and the bright eyes are like the reflection of the stars. Every movement and stillness, Mang Tianyu's evil aura faintly emerges, giving people a sharp and unstoppable edge. The surface of the mulberry and the humility in their bones completely turn into a spirit of unyielding defeat, and the strong fighting spirit emerges, which is pure and unstoppable.

Is this still Mang Tianyu, who has always been respectful to himself? Xiao Mingyue opened her mouth wide, her face was full of surprise, and her mind was blank in an instant, - Damn! Is Junior Brother Mang looking for death? Even though he knew that the opponent's strength in the ninth level of Qi Gathering Period was still the top master.

My heart was cold in an instant, and Xiao Mingyue's calves trembled quietly. Don't wait, I have to hold Mang Tianyu who was seriously injured and return to the wolf's teeth. I have made up my mind. Once Junior Brother Mang encounters danger, he will save his junior brother even if he fights his life.

The gloomy evil spirit stared at Mang Tianyu and looked up and down. The murderous intent in his body was no longer blocked. It spread out with a bang. The greedy and killing nature rolled in his eyes. Deng Fuchen licked his lips and said in a cold slander: "Boy, I seem to have seen you before!"

"My surname is Mang," Mang Tianyu didn't say much.

"No wonder, all the people surnamed Mang deserve to die!" Deng Fuchen suddenly realized why an outer disciple of the seventh level of Qi Gathering Period dared to challenge him? Fengyu's people from the Mang family said that he was going to kill again! Sen Sen laughed, his sharp teeth reflected the slightest hint of heart-wrenching, raised his head high, and looked down on Mang Tianyu in front of him. Even though he was shorter than Mang Tianyu, his arrogant attitude gave people the illusion of being condescending.

"The person who is about to die is so noisy, it's so speechless!" Mang Tianyu said sarcastically. The long bandage was constantly unbuttoned, his wrist was fair and clean, and a silver snake pattern appeared in everyone's eyes. "This is," Xiao Mingyue was secretly surprised. He knew that Mang Tianyu had practiced sword energy, but he really didn't expect that the snake pattern living thing on Mang Tianyu's wrist was as bright and dazzling as it flowed, with a ray of blue light, bringing out a psychedelic color.

"Fengyu Mang's family, Fengyu Snake Pattern!"

Elder Yushan was sitting on the stage frowned and was silent. There was an elder in the outer sect of Zixin Pavilion in Fengyu Mang family, whose status was basically the same as that of him. The two had a good relationship. It was precisely because of this contact that Elder Yushan knew the uniqueness of Fengyu Mang family.

The sword energy returns to the heart, and the Fengyu Mang family's family-born magic tricks have been cultivated, three different snake patterns are derived, the primary green-light snake pattern and the advanced blue-light snake pattern, which are only present in the purple-light snake pattern recorded in the Fengyu Mang family's classics.

The blue-light snake pattern in front of Mang Tianyu showed a blue-light snake pattern, which really surprised Elder Yushan. According to the elder, only two people in Fengyu Mang family had blue-light snake pattern. One of them was the clan leader, and the other was the outer disciple in front of him? The Fengyu Mang family is a very small cultivation family. Generally speaking, it cannot cause much storm. Noting that Mang Tianyu who stood up was only at the seventh level of the Qi Gathering Period, Elder Yushan suddenly became very interested - maybe this kid would create a miracle, which is hard to say.

Deng Fuchen's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyebrows were pounding violently. He moved his wrist casually, smiled strangely, stared at Deng Fuchen, and Mang Tianyu's sad eyes were filled with a hint of sadness and pain. He was experiencing his past experiences, experiencing the murderous aura before entering Haotian Sect, and his remembrance of his friends' death. All of this made his eyes reveal unusual sharpness and persistence, with silent firmness.

His battle between Mang Tianyu in Haotian Sect will begin today!

Chaos' eyes suddenly became sharp, and his amazing momentum was no longer concealed. His arms were like wild horses that had broken away from reins. He trembled violently and shouted loudly: "Let's start!"

"boom!"

In the center of the originally quiet venue, Mang Tianyu's move was like a storm of waves slamming the shore, surging everywhere. The lively square paused for a moment, and the air was instantly drained. Everyone had the illusion of breathing and suffocating. The discussion stopped, just like someone pinching everyone's neck, and everyone couldn't make a sound if they wanted to scream.

Genius, absolutely talented outer disciple!

Elder Yushan closed his eyes slightly, and once again opened his eyes wide, a trace of surprise and incredibility flashed. Mang Tianyu's strength was far more than what he looked like. The seventh level of Qi Gathering Period was just a sign of confusing his opponent? After the elder stood up, he couldn't sit down. In any case, Mang Tianyu brought him a lot of shock. If he could beat the opponent again, Elder Yushan pursed his lips. Such a talented genius must be the target that the inner sect was willing to recruit.

What a powerful momentum!

During the period of Qi gathering, few people could bring such great pressure to Deng Fuchen. They licked their lips greedily and excitedly. When they raised their legs, Deng Fuchen held a shadow on his left leg and swept out towards Mang Tianyu. Power, pure power! The air broke out and the air trembled.

The long legs wrapped in bandages flashed out, and the dull burst sound was like shattering an item of glass. The brown legs exploded with a handful of brown light mist. The "Horse Bracket" used flexibility to overcome the strength. Once it was used, Deng Fuchen's right leg was sharp, bringing people a devastating momentum. It was invincible in previous battles. The powerful explosion of power was almost fatal to the disciples during the Qi Gathering Period.

With a "bang", the fist wind and the leg wind converged, causing Xiao Mingyue's heart to dissipate. Even no matter how far he was, he could feel the strength of Deng Fuchen's legs. The most terrifying thing was that leg, like a bent horse leg, was very elastic, and it was terrible to touch the opponent's bones and broken tendons.

The arm was heavy, the elbow was shaken, and the wrist was shaking strongly. The contact between the two sides passed by. Within a slight slight, Deng Fuchen's fierce leg wind swept across the lower end of Mang Tianyu's arm. The bright blue light was so bright that Xiao Mingyue was surprised to see the snake pattern on Mang Tianyu's wrist, which was flowing like a flowing luster.

Why is such a strange phenomenon? Xiao Mingyue couldn't figure it out. It must be because Junior Brother Mang gathered some kind of power on his wrist. Is it like his light golden finger? Mang Tianyu is gathering sword energy to his fingertips. The snake pattern plays an auxiliary role, just like a lake that is stored inside. Once the gate is opened, the water flow will inevitably flow and vent, and it is unstoppable.

Does junior brother have such magical means? Xiao Mingyue was looking forward to it and couldn't figure out the direction. He only had a few days to touch the sword energy, and many things were not even touched by the most basic threshold for the practice of sword energy, let alone others.

The afterimage that appeared out of thin air, the ripples of water passing through the arm, twisting the air, holding a terrifying momentum, Deng Fuchen's movements on his legs gave Mang Tianyu an extremely dangerous feeling, and his hair stood up! The more this was, the more exciting it could bring him to the battle. Mang Tianyu seemed to be born for battle, and he dared not keep any reservations of his fist. With a loud shout, his tendons were tight and his breath was swelling like the wind. In his dodge of chasing the wind and shadows, the careful Xiao Mingyue carefully noticed the blue snake pattern on Mang Tianyu's wrist, and the color continued to deepen, and he had the illusion of being vivid.

Junior Brother Mang is gathering the power of sword energy, and now Xiao Mingyue can be sure. After all, Mang Tianyu's realm is at the seventh level of the Qi Gathering Period. No matter how hard he practices or hard work, the suppression of the realm will make him unable to use the sword energy as he wishes. Collecting all his strength to do it for one shot is Mang Tianyu's ultimate thought in his heart.

But does he have the hope of perseverance until the time point? Deng Fuchen's attack was extremely fierce. Even if he persisted, would he have the opportunity to display his extremely sharp sword energy in the face of constant decline? Xiao Mingyue was in infinite concern.

bite!

It is as crisp as a collision between glass.

Deng Fuchen's attack was extremely great. Invisible fluctuations of Yuan power occurred within ten meters, and his body seemed to enter an unmanned realm, kicking and hooking, which was extremely fast. Especially his right hand fingers were like swords, and the sword energy was evaporated, and countless streams were wrapped in layers, densely densely. The faster the thin flow, the more intense the "hissing" sound made, the more Mang Tianyu in the center would look embarrassed.

The seemingly tiny sword energy, like a needle-tip, penetrated Mang Tianyu's clothes and penetrated his skin and blood, his face bulging and bloody.

"It seems that if you delay any further, Junior Brother Mang will definitely lose. This sword energy..." Xiao Mingyue stared at and focused, her body swayed slightly, and the invisible sword energy had a stylised wave. The formation of each tiny vortex emitted countless slight sword lights, forming a piece of cold murderous intent, and ruthlessly killing Mang Tianyu in the circle.

The thin sword light as thin as hair looked weak, and the faint energy fluctuations still made Xiao Mingyue frightened.

Compared with the sword energy he condensed, the difference between Haoyue and Yingguang is also because Xiao Mingyue was exposed to the sword energy in the early stage. Otherwise, the sword energy displayed by Deng Fuchen would not be able to enter the eyes of any master of Taoism.

"This Deng Fuchen, who has just joined the Haotian Sect, is indeed a bit difficult. Why, the Fengyu Mang family boy can give me a more dangerous feeling?" Elder Yu Shan paid attention to the situation in the scene without blinking. To be honest, it was beyond his expectations that Mang Tianyu could persist to this level. If there was any amazing performance...
Chapter completed!