Cheng Xinghe subconsciously felt that something was wrong with this sentence, but he had no way or time to think about what exactly was wrong.
The spiritual energy that burst out was just to hold down the spiritual sword under his hand.
Buzz buzz——
Tang Baihu had a calm expression on his face, but violent vibrations continued to come from the sword.
This is the power of the artistic conception flow. To deal with these swordsmanship flow guys, as long as they fail to take action in advance, they won't have to take action from now on.
Looking at Cheng Xinghe, whose face was getting more and more ferocious, Tang Baihu kindly reminded him: "Don't forget, you can't take action!"
Hearing this, Cheng Xinghe's face turned green with anger.
If this continues, he will definitely not be able to control his spiritual sword.
Rather than continue to be embarrassed like this, it is better to use his strength to use a sword technique to completely crush Tang Baihu's conspiracy!
His eyes narrowed and he immediately drew his sword!
A ray of sword light seemed to be flying over. At this moment, Tang Baihu suddenly turned his head and looked at Wen Xiaohan. The latter's thin fingers that seemed to be bent suddenly froze.
Then, with a flick of his sleeves and robe, the young man held the void in his hand.
"If heaven had not given birth to me, Tang Baihu, my swordsmanship would be as long as the night."
"Here comes the sword!"
Qiang——
With a scolding, the unborn swordsmanship instantly shattered and turned into spiritual mist that filled the sky, floating in the heaven and earth like catkins.
It was at this moment that Cheng Xinghe could no longer control the spiritual sword in his hand. He jumped out of his hand with a cry of joy, shook out a perfect simplification in the void, and went directly into Tang Baihu's right hand.
Boom!
There was a muffled sound, steady.
The strong wind brought by the spiritual sword directly blew a few strands of long hair in front of Tang Baihu's forehead, and hit Wen Xiaohan's pretty face who was sitting next to him.
Tang Baihu curled his lips, and with a hint of frivolity, he lowered his voice and said, "This is a competition between us, you can't take action!"
Hearing this, Wen Xiaohan was stunned.
The courage and confidence of the sentence "If heaven had not given birth to me as Tang Baihu, the sword would be as long as the night", and the gesture of being able to easily take the sword without looking back...
Coupled with the spiritual mist falling from the sky like catkins behind the young man, it automatically blurred everyone around him.
At this moment, this place seemed to be a fairyland on earth. There was no one else in the world, only her and Tang Baihu.
"Thumping!"
The loud sound of her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, making her delicate body tremble. When she pushed back and sat down on the chair, she backed away and hurriedly distanced herself from Tang Baihu.
"Zhizhi——"
The harsh sound echoed in the hall, but Wen Xiaohan couldn't care less.
It was embarrassing enough to be found out for secretly assisting, but Tang Baihu's eyes suddenly looked back...
Too close!
She seems to have caught Tang Baihu's face!
"Thumping, thumping..."
In the field, the spiritual mist hangs down.
The man and woman opposite looked at each other face to face, and jealousy burst out of Cheng Xinghe's eyes when he looked directly at them.
"Tang Baihu... accept your fate!"
He stood up suddenly, no longer caring about any bullshit rules, he just wanted to blow Tang Baihu's head off with one punch, and then take back his spirit sword.
"Sit down!" Tang Baihu shouted angrily without even looking back.
boom!
In response to the sound, there was a roar and explosion, and Cheng Xinghe stood up. A sword energy instantly penetrated his body.
Not only did he easily smash the seat he made into pieces, but he also forcibly twisted his legs and held him in the air.
At this point, Tang Baihu withdrew his gaze from Wen Xiaohan's shy and pretty face, and glanced back at the boy who wanted to kill him.
Holding the sword lightly and clasping it on the table, his voice was light and slow, and he said leisurely: "I told you to sit down and discuss the Tao. If you don't sit down, how can we discuss this Tao..."
There was silence in the main hall, everyone was shocked by Tang Baihu's sudden attack.
"Sword Intent..."
Zhu Haoran looked a little distracted. Just from this gesture, he could see how deeply Tang Baihu understood the sword's intention.
Such a state is obviously not the first time I have realized the sword intention, but it is clearly the result of many years of cultivation.
But……
"How could he have so much time to acquire the body of the sages and the sword intention at the same time?"
"This kid...could it be that he is an old wolf in sheep's clothing?"
No wonder Zhu Haoran was suspicious. Indeed, it is very rare to have these two extremely difficult things to cultivate in one person at the same time, even in the Zhonghe River Basin.
Dai Jianbai and Ding Daozhong looked at each other and smiled.
This is indeed shocking news to outsiders, but they have long been used to it.
Not only that, the most terrifying thing about Tang Baihu was not his terrifying fighting prowess, but his weird thinking that frequently made strange moves.
This victory came so quickly, to be honest, it was a bit beyond their expectations.
Although they had long expected that Cheng Xinghe would lose, they would lose so thoroughly and so quickly, but they really could not have predicted it!
"ah--"
The sword energy that penetrated Cheng Xinghe only lasted for a few breaths, and Tang Baihu took it back in a friendly manner, leaving the young man opposite with a look of astonishment on his face.
"Three seniors, this is the end of this discussion."
"If there are no other minor issues, then I will withdraw first.",
Little things?
Cheng Xinghe made a "pop" sound and immediately spurted out a large mouthful of blood like a fountain.
Seeing this, Tang Baihu was shocked.
Hit the porcelain?
"Are you okay?"
"I clearly didn't use much force just now..."
"You..." Cheng Xinghe grabbed his heart and his eyes were about to burst.
This guy did it on purpose!
Are you proud that you defeated me without much effort?
"Tang Baihu!" Dai Jianbai saw that this boy was still about to speak, so he quickly stopped him.
You must not say it again. If you continue to exert force and the other party cannot withstand it and dies directly, the matter will be irreversible!
"Zhang Zhu, what do you think of this competition?" After stabilizing his family, he finally asked happily.
Zhu Haoran's mouth twitched slightly. In front of everyone, it was indeed Tang Baihu who won, and he couldn't say much.
It was impossible to default on the debt, after all, he still wanted this old face.
If you just lose like this, even though you have argued twice, it is still a bit childish, right?
The two quotas that were guaranteed to win, and the ducks that were obtained, just flew away?
Well...it also comes with a sword!
"Wait a minute! I don't accept it!"
Cheng Xinghe took a step forward and said angrily: "We, the monks, were born in troubled times. We should move forward without hesitation, fight with all things, and argue with heaven and earth. How can we sit back and not fight, and decide the outcome with one word?"
"If I really take action, Tang Baihu may not be my opponent!"
Xing Ange stroked his forehead slightly, he could already predict the outcome.
Tang Baihu said calmly: "If you lose, you lose. If you lose now, at least you can save your life."
"On the battlefield, swords have no eyes, and fists and feet are ruthless. If you lose there, you may not survive!"
Cheng Xinghe: "..."
hateful!
Can you shut up? I don't want to hear you!
Seeing Cheng Xinghe's unwilling expression, Tang Baihu felt unfazed and even wanted to laugh.
Looking at Zhu Haoran who was hesitant to speak, he suddenly said: "But I am a more generous person, so..."
"If you have anything else that you can use as a bet, it's not impossible for me to compete with you again."
After saying that, he put the sword in his hand into his storage belt with a smile.
Come on boy!
Krypton gold can change your destiny!
Do you want to defeat me? Then strike again!
Seeing Tang Baihu's greedy face, Cheng Xinghe's face turned green. Is this guy using himself as a cash machine?
When the real opportunity was placed in front of him, Cheng Xinghe hesitated.
After understanding the sword intention and the body of the sages, am I really his opponent?
Even though he is at the fifth level of the Hehe Realm, things like artistic conception already have the ability to fight across different levels. In addition, he is a fellow cultivator of the legal body...
There is only a small realm gap between the two sides, so it is still very possible for them to defeat themselves.
Seeing that Cheng Xinghe had not responded, Dai Jianbai smiled and said: "I wonder what Master Zhu wants?"
To be honest, regardless of anyone else, Zhu Haoran was a little moved anyway.
This may really be your last chance, so you must seize it!
He gave him a look and then transmitted a few words. Cheng Xinghe, who had been hesitating just a moment ago, was immediately treated like a chicken.
"Okay, I agree!"
Ding Daozhong almost burst into laughter. He quickly grabbed the tea cup to block the smile on his face, and then took a sip.
"It smells so good..."
"Why, do you really still have the spirit sword?" Seeing the other party's promise, Tang Baihu's eyes also lit up.