Fantasy: Signing in to the Supreme Taoist Bones at the beginning

Chapter 78

"Understood!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

Rumble!

Before everyone could be more mentally prepared, a violent air flow struck from the air.

Lynch looked up and saw the round lotus leaves under the white-haired elder's feet dripping and swirling, and the air flow was curled out of him.

Bang bang!

One after another the sound of collision came, and I saw some disciples being blown upside down by this strong wind, colliding with the big tree, revealing a languishing appearance.

And most of the people who can persevere are also crooked.

"Two!"

The white-haired elder read, this is the second breath.

Bang!

The air flow became stronger, and even raindrops appeared, which can be described as violent winds and rain, causing the leaves to rattle.

I heard the sound of thumping endlessly, and there were fewer and fewer people around who could still stand.

"Three!"

Roar!

A roar like thunder and fury appeared inexplicably, centered on the Qi Baolian leaf at the feet of the white-haired elder, bursting out with bursts of lightning and thunder.

It was obviously daylight, but at this moment it turned into dark night, and from time to time lightning emitted light, so that people could see a terrified face.

All kinds of crackling and thumping sounds were endless, and everyone who could still stand was terrified, knowing that there were fewer and fewer people around them, and they were all eliminated.

And whether they can continue to persevere is also unknown.

I just hope that this vision will disappear soon, it is too frightening.

Wow.

There seemed to be a wisp of fresh breeze blowing, everyone's body trembled, and a coolness ran through their hearts.

Everyone suddenly found that all the visions had disappeared at this moment, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

"Good, fifteen more people."

The white-haired elder spoke faintly, but his face suddenly sank, and he shouted: "What are you five doing here, get out!"

"Yes, yes, we were wrong!"

The five disciples of the sixth or so of the Qi Realm hurriedly withdrew from the range.

It was Qu Yimeng's five entourage.

The white-haired elder hummed, "In addition to five, there are ten more." According to the previous rules, in order to hone everyone's fighting skills, so everyone has nine battles, who wants to be the first to play, stand up. "

Me!"

Qu Yi dreamed and jumped onto the high platform.

Everyone was stunned, and then lowered their heads and said nothing, unwilling to go up and touch the mold at all.

People are elder disciples, don't they go up to find abuse.

The white-haired elder looked speechless and shook his head: "Qu Yimeng, don't you mess around, when everyone is finished fighting, you go up to practice your hands, isn't it good?"

"Nope! When everyone is done, who still has the strength to fight me. It's so boring, I want to be the first! "

Qu Yimeng oil and salt do not enter.

The white-haired elder was helpless, after all, according to the rules, people's cultivation met the standards, there was no problem in participating in the selection competition, and it was no problem to be the first to play.

Coupled with the large background, he couldn't fight or scold, so he had to casually order someone and said, "Then you go up and fight her."

"Uh..." The

person who was targeted happened to be Song Tianfeng, with an innocent face.

Next to them, Bai Xing and Liu Long couldn't help but let out gloating laughter.

The rest of the crowd was secretly calling for luck.

"Can I throw in the towel?" Song Tianfeng said with a bitter face.

"Nope!"

Qu Yimengjiao snorted: "Come up quickly, don't spoil this girl's Yaxing, otherwise you won't be able to eat and go." "

Okay."

Song Tianfeng was reluctant, jumped onto the competition platform, and drew a spear from his back with his right hand, saying, "Let's order until we get there, no weapons..."

I was about to practice my sword skills with you. "

Brush!

As he drank, Qu Yimeng attacked with a red sword.

Song Tianfeng changed color in shock, and hurriedly dealt with it seriously, not daring to snub in the slightest.

Not to mention the identity of the old disciple of the human family, with the menacing power of the sword of the human family, he could not be careless.

Dangdang!

The two swords and guns clashed each other, making a crisp sound, but Song Tianfeng's face was becoming more and more ugly, and there were more and more places where his clothes were damaged.

He suddenly found himself underestimating people.

The world is concerned about Qu Yimeng's beauty and willfulness, and is afraid of its background, but forgets that people's backgrounds are not for nothing.

To be accepted as a disciple by a figure like the Law Enforcement Great Elder, if he does not have a strong talent, is it possible?

Coupled with such a powerful master as a backer, Qu Yimeng's swordsmanship, exercises, and weapons in his hand, which one is not the top of the top?

With this alone, people are already far beyond ordinary people and invincible.

People are the proud son of heaven, but you Song Tianfeng is just a nobody, how can you compare with people.

Don't say that you make excuses that you dare not fight, even if you let go of the fight and fight hard, can you fight?

Song Tianfeng obviously also woke up to this, and immediately let go of his hands and feet, straightened his mentality, and did not dare to underestimate Qu Yimeng in the slightest.

"It's like words!"

Qu Yimeng sneered: "As long as you let this girl play to the fullest, this girl will let you go."

"Thank you Kaien."

Song Tianfeng fought back while thanking Dade for his tunnel.

As the battle on the stage became more and more tense, the faces of everyone in the audience became more and more solemn, and they suddenly understood the gap between them and Qu Yimeng.

Bai Xing and Liu Long, who were still a little excited before, seemed to have been poured on their heads by a basin of cold water, and they instantly calmed down, and no longer dared to think anything wrong with Qu Yimeng.

Dang!

On the competition platform, the spear fell to the ground, and I saw blood dripping from Song Tianfeng's wrist, and the whole person stood dumbfounded, losing his soul, looking like he was being slaughtered.

"Hmph, the kung fu of the three-legged cat, this girl didn't even use a successful power, you will be wasted." Get out of here! Qu

Yimeng snorted coldly, it seemed that he was not very happy, and suddenly kicked out, kicking Song Tianfeng off the stage.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he saw Song Tianfeng fall to the ground in a sluggish manner.

Then a long spear fell with a whizz, almost inserted into Song Tianfeng's head, and the terrified Song Tianfeng couldn't help but tremble, almost dispersed.

When all the contestants saw this scene, they felt sympathy and fear.

Fortunately, it was not them who just went up, otherwise they would have been worse than Song Tianfeng.

However, the aunt was still on the high platform, and she had no intention of coming down, which made everyone frightened, and they all lowered their heads and did not dare to raise their heads.

I was afraid that looking at each other would become a thorn in the other party's eyes.

With Song Tianfeng's strength, he will end up like this, with such a lesson from the past, who dares to go up and humiliate himself?

"In this battle, Qu Yimeng won. Both went down to rest and then challenged the others. Next, you two go up and fight. The

white-haired elder shouted an order, stopping Qu Yimeng from continuing to flaunt his might.

With this-stirring stick there, he had to take the initiative to point the troops and generals, lest everyone dare not move.

And of the two people he casually ordered, one of them was Lynch.