Chen Nanyan couldn't help but admire him, and he felt a little uneasy thinking about the abuse he had given to the ruffian Long during this period.
"This ruffian dragon's relative is so scary. He won't come up to complain to me later, right?"
And when Chen Nan clearly saw the face of the tall figure at the entrance of the cave, his body couldn't help but trembled, and he exclaimed: "Gongsun Xuanyuan?!"
Zijin Shenlong, who was thinking about his relatives so much that his head hurt when he heard Chen Nan's tone, knew that Chen Nan knew that person, turned around and asked: "Do you know him? What is the origin of this kid?"
Chen Nan said a little uncertainly: "I previously participated in a warm-up match organized by the four major colleges for Shenfeng Academy, and he was among the team members."
"you sure?"
The slightly larger purple-gold dragon looked like it had seen a ghost. The dragon's mouth opened wide, and it pointed at Tang Xuanming with one of its claws. There, a sixth-level monk was colliding head-on with Tang Xuanming.
The flying sword in the hunter's hand kept slashing at Tang Xuanming's body.
Any treasure used by monks to fly in the air is the most top-notch magic weapon. Under normal circumstances, sixth-level warriors will not directly fight with their physical bodies, because it will cause injuries to their physical bodies.
But now, Tang Xuanming didn't make any unnecessary movements at all. The flying sword kept slashing at him, but only occasionally spurted out a few sparks.
Tang Xuanming even had time to confront another sixth-level old monster head-on with a long sword he snatched from an unknown practitioner.
There seemed to be a group of ancient giants fighting in the area where they were fighting, and the aftermath of the sword energy turned the fourth-level practitioners into pieces.
"He participated in the warm-up match held by the four major colleges?"
While they were talking, one person and one dragon watched helplessly as a fifth-level peerless master tried to take advantage of Tang Xuanming's fight against three top experts to snatch away the demon's left hand from Tang Xuanming's hand.
As a result, Tang Xuanming's backhand exploded with a sword, and the violence reached the extreme.
Looking at such a scene, Chen Nan felt his hands and feet were cold, and he doubted himself: "Maybe it was another person. At that time, Gongsun Xuanyuan didn't have dragon horns on his head."
"Are you reliable? Hurry and hide..."
The Purple-Gold Divine Dragon howled, and a shattering sword energy flew toward them. The Purple-Gold Divine Dragon shrank its neck and hid behind Chen Nan.
Chen Nan blinked several times to avoid the aftermath. Just as he waved his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his head, he heard a series of screams coming from behind, and the sword energy plowed directly through a group of practitioners who were not qualified to enter the palace.
, the six bloods rolled, forming a bloody road.
Many practitioners outside the crowd had seen Gongsun Xuanyuan's moves in the Xianwu Academy. At this time, many people in the field were already exclaiming.
"That's Gongsun Xuanyuan. I didn't expect him to be so terrifying and powerful."
"Gongsun Xuanyuan? Why have I never heard of such a figure before? Which generation of powerful figure is he?"
An old monster who had not been born for a long time asked doubtfully, and even the three old monsters who fought against Tang Xuanming also pricked up their ears.
I want to know the origin of this mysterious figure in front of me.
"Gongsun Xuanyuan is a character in the martial arts series of Shenfeng Academy."
Someone who had watched the college competition spoke up, but he was a little unsure.
"Is Kamikaze Academy still hiding such a rejuvenated old monster?"
A fifth-level Western magician spoke. Looking at the arrogant Tang Xuanming, even the courage to take action disappeared.
"And what's going on with the dragon horns in his hand? Does he have dragon blood in his body?"
Another fifth-level ascetic also asked.
The cultivator who revealed the origin of Tang Xuanming was just a third-level warrior. Faced with the questioning from a bunch of top figures in the cultivating world, cold sweat broke out on his head. The terrifying coercion made it impossible for him to open his mouth.
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Fortunately, a powerful old practitioner saw his predicament, waved his hand to block the huge pressure around him, and asked in a gentle tone: "Is he the secret hidden in Shenfeng Academy?"
The first thing that matters when top players compete is not their strength, magic weapons, or techniques, but whether they have a strong backing.
If there is a strong backend, the winner can be determined, but life and death cannot be easily determined.
Divine Wind Academy is considered a big backstage in the human world. If Tang Xuanming came from Divine Wind Academy, many people would have to consider whether to take action.
"I don't know if it's the background..."
The middle-aged third-level warrior was covered in cold sweat, but he could speak normally. He hesitated and said, "He is a student of the martial arts department of Shenfeng Academy."
"What? Student!"
A group of powerful cultivators looked at Tang Xuanming who was in the center of the field and collided head-on with a sixth-level old monster. The powerful and fierce Zhen Yuan, the domineering attitude of not retreating even half a step, the courage to fight head-on without any regard for defense, even forced three of them.
The six-level old monsters that had always been hostile had to join forces, and two of them had started to spurt blood and suffered considerable injuries.
In this case, someone told them that the peerless figure who was killing everyone on the scene was a student.
Isn't this funny?
Which college has such awesome students?
Can you take me there for training?
But some people who had been observing Tang Xuanming's actions noticed something was wrong, and said in shock: "Look carefully, his eyes are indeed clear and pure, and there is no trace of oldness or fatigue at all. Judging from his appearance, this is indeed true."
He is indeed a young man."
A famous person who specialized in reading fortune tellers spoke in shock. He was so shocked by his discovery that his hands began to tremble.
And his status is obviously extraordinary in the world of spiritual practice. Many people have heard of his reputation, and many people have had their faces read by him and judged the future trend.
Suddenly, there were shouts of exclamation all around.
Tang Xuanming, who was in the center of the field, heard all the discussions around him. He did not panic at all when his identity was discovered, and his mood remained calm and cheerful.
Gongsun Xuanyuan is only his superficial identity, and it won't be a big deal to him even if he is discovered. The more people are attracted by his false identity, the easier it will be for him to hide away.
This is also the reason why he openly used Gongsun Xuanyuan's appearance.
I am a matryoshka doll. Who am I afraid of? He is not afraid at all.
Opposite him, the three old monsters looked surprised, and each of them had uncontrollable shock on their faces.
The three of them were all at the limit of their physical strength in the human world, but together they couldn't defeat the young man. They had a feeling of doubt in life, and felt that they couldn't get it right in all aspects. At this time, they were already hesitating whether to continue to attack.
The scene came to a standstill for a moment.
Tang Xuanming was very happy. Most of his true energy poured into the demon's left hand and continued to refine the palm. He had successfully reduced the huge palm by two points.
At this time, it was only about eight feet long. As long as he completely refined it, the palm could be as big or small as he wanted. Without this huge iconic item, it would be easy for him to leave or stay.