The wings behind Tang Cheng suddenly extended to both sides, hundreds of feet wide, and infinite strong winds gushed out. The blue wind whirlwind was controlled by Tang Cheng and instantly gathered into domineering tornadoes.

The strong wind was like a knife, and the extremely hard bluestone surface was cut into pieces. The flowers of flames spread throughout the sky of the Sutra Platform were instantly blown and withered.

Since ancient times, the wind has not been able to extinguish fires, and now it is no exception. The flowers of flame have not withered. They are attached to dozens of tornadoes and burning, making it seem like dozens of torches appear on the stage of the Sutra.

The blue winged tiger rushed past the flames, and the cold air immediately suppressed the orange flames, making them extremely dim. However, the blue tiger rushed past and the flames burned violently again.

The tornado scattered dense round wind blades, and the violently rotating green wind blade slashed on the round platform, and stone chips flew. However, when it slashed on the cold flame tiger, it was penetrated and could not hurt it at all.

The winged tiger was coming in full force, Tang Cheng grinned and a talisman fell slowly from the air, burning completely in Xuanliang's eyes.

In an instant, the strange peaks in front of Xuan Liang burst into pieces and their appearance changed drastically. The monks below disappeared without a trace, and their bodies were covered with orange flames. Looking around, the flame filled the world and was nowhere to go.

Xuan Liang was shocked and was about to take action, but he couldn't help but slow down for a while, and then he felt a chill behind his back. He thought to himself that it was not good, and reached out to touch it, and someone drew the word "一" in the snow-white monk's robe.

Xuan Liang immediately smiled bitterly and said nothing.

Tang Cheng cooperated with the scenery movement talisman and the false shape talisman to transform into a flame. Sure enough, he hit the target and left a mark on Xuan Liang's body.

Everything returned to its original state. Tang Cheng was still standing in the distance, standing with his handrail, smiling very flat, and ignored the winged tigers that were approaching the roarers.

Xuan Liang shook his head and smiled bitterly, and bounced on the scattered flower scattered twice. The orange flame and the blue winged tiger suddenly turned into a stream of light and were taken back into the scattered flower scattered flower scattered flower scattered flower scattered flower scattered flower scattered flower scattered flower scattered flower scattered.

If the traces on the stage of the sutra were not as new as before, the monks would have thought they were having a big dream.

"what the hell?"

"What happened?"

...

The monks were confused, but they couldn't blame them, or it was normal. Tang Cheng defeated Xuan Liang in a short blink of an eye, and he didn't even have a blink of an eye.

However, those Yuanshen cultivators saw it clearly and said with a deep regret: "That is the scenery shifting talisman and false shape talisman of the seventy-two talisman of the Earth Evil. Not to mention the mysterious talisman on it, even if we don't notice it for a moment, we will suffer a great loss! However, if we are prepared, this method will be of no use, and it can be called a useless talisman!"

Tongzhi, the head of the Luohan Palace, snorted and said, "Is he still a disciple of Kunwu Jianzhai? Where is the sword technique? Where is the sword technique? Playing some magic all day long is really incompetent, and it is extremely ridiculous!"

Upon hearing this, the other heads smiled bitterly. No matter what they say, they would lose if they lose. All the reasons can only make people laugh!

On the stage of the Sutra, Xuan Liang's expression was a little lonely, and his expression disappeared in an instant. Xuan Liang calmed down, smiled and clasped his tribute, and said to Tang Cheng very respectfully: "Thank you for your advice, Xuan Liang has benefited a lot!"

After pausing, Xuanliang said again: "I'm defeated!"

When Xuanliang said this, the monks were upset.

They did not have the vision of remorse. Before the blink of an eye, Xuanliang had the upper hand, but after the blink of an eye, Xuanliang accepted his defeat. No one could understand it. If Xuanliang and Tang Cheng had not made the monks feel chilled, and they could not fight against one move and dare not question it. At this moment, the stage of the Confucianism and Sutra had been overwhelmed by the angry voice of questioning.

This is true. The monks in the audience were still muttering and asking each other, but they were all confused. Only Xuan Fang was very relaxed. Although there was no clear statement, Xuan Liang's cultivation was recognized as the number one in the Arhat Fruit in Nalanda Temple. Now that he has even failed, his failure will not seem so embarrassing.

Xuan Fang even thought extremely darkly that it would be best if a cultivator of the soul would go on stage to compete and be beaten by Tang Chenghai again, and the big guy's eyes would immediately move away from him.

However, such a fool seemed to not exist, and Xuan Fang shook his head with great regret.

This is the case. Yuan Hui went on stage and said with a smile: "You have also seen the cultivation of the disciples of Jianzhai. You should know that there is heaven beyond heaven and there are people outside of man. Only by working hard can you not fall down! This battle is over, and everyone can disperse!"

Tang Cheng smiled slightly and whispered: "This is another gift I gave to Gui Temple. The underworld is not that simple. I don't know how much stronger than me. The host should be careful!"

Yuanhui's face changed, and then he remembered that this was on the stage of the Sutra, and immediately returned to normal. He looked at Tang Cheng and asked if it was true or not. Tang Cheng nodded and said, "I hadn't been crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the Yunzhongcheng. If I hadn't been running fast, I would have been torn to pieces. There were not one or two soul monks of the Shura clan. There were as many as ten bastards who besieged my master. If it weren't for this, the master would not be injured and fled. The host should not be careless!"

Two presidency sounded, and then he started to think about it. He organized the monks to go to the underworld to subdue demons and eliminate demons. As long as you don’t make a big mistake, you can naturally be promoted to the presidency with this merit. Thinking about this, it is better to be cautious when conquering the underworld this time.

When Tang Cheng saw Yuan Hui understand, he smiled and said, "Of course, don't forget the fine gold I want, just send it to Donglin Monastery!" After that, without waiting for Yuan Hui to answer, he bowed to the monks below and said aloud: "I saw the monks of Nalanda Temple today, and I really live up to the world's best reputation. Tang Cheng admired him very much. If he meets the left in the future, he will drink and have fun with you!" With the tone of the mountain king as his pavilion, Tang Cheng ended the battle and left directly.

Shortly after Tangcheng left, the head of the temple also left one after another. Seeing that there was no more fun, the monks immediately scattered, but there were always people who were very curious. When the monks dispersed, the monks jumped onto the sutra platform and observed carefully.

Some people stroked the scratches cut on the tornado summoned by Tang Cheng on the Sutra Platform with their hands, and some people touched the frozen pieces of the cold-flaming tiger's foot. Several people shouted at the same time: "Abnormal!"

Several people looked at each other and smiled bitterly, feeling sad.

You should know that even if they take out the magic weapon and bombard the Sutra Platform with all their strength, they will not be able to leave any traces on it. Now, someone has released the magic weapon with his bare hands to cut the marks on this platform, asking them not to be shocked and not to be sad?

Although Xuanliang is indeed extremely powerful and opens his eyes to the monks, he cannot change the fact that Nalanda Temple lost four consecutive games. Thinking of his family's retreat for three hundred years, he opened the mountain gate, but he asked someone to step on it as a stepping stone.

As long as the monks in the temple were suppressed and could not raise their heads, the monks felt an indescribable depression.

Fortunately, there were no outsiders present in the Battle of the Taiwan Strait. As long as Tang Cheng didn't talk much and spread the word everywhere, this matter would not be known to outsiders. This embarrassing scene would be revealed.
Chapter completed!