Xing Sheng explained Zhao Xin's doubts and said: "Junior brother, I don't know. There is an unwritten rule among the four supreme superpowers in the Eastern Region. Disciples in the secret realm of supernatural powers can compete at will, as long as they don't go too far. That's fine."
It’s harmless.”
"As for those in the secret realm of supernatural powers, since you can use magic power, each move is so powerful that it is inevitable that you will cause accidental injuries, so naturally it is not allowed."
After hearing this, Zhao Xin's expression froze, and he realized why he was forced to attend by Wang Qiankun.
"That's right."
Xing Sheng gloated: "Elder Wang asked Junior Brother to come to this banquet. Naturally, there is only one purpose, which is to let you come to calm down the scene. After all, you are a person with Tianyuan realm cultivation who can reverse half a step of magical power. If you don't appear to be too heaven-defying,
As a character, you are invincible."
Zhao Xin remained silent, but he didn't mind taking action. After all, Wang Qiankun treated him very well, and it was appropriate to relieve him of his worries.
At this time, another storm broke out on the battlefield.
"Young Ming Heng! You really don't know what to say. Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your master and let you correct your path!"
Among the crowd in Honghuang Palace, a young man in white appeared, but before he could finish his words, he struck out boldly. In the blink of an eye, the sword light was dazzling, like lightning, and the sword actually pierced Ming Heng's chest.
Ming Heng's pupils narrowed slightly, and his expression remained unchanged in the face of this sudden blow.
A dazzling red light flashed, with a scorching breath, and a clear sound of metal collision sounded. Hengming pulled out the sword in his hand to block the thunderous sword.
Hengming's eyes were cold and indifferent, and there seemed to be a flame burning in his eyes. He said in a deep voice: "Jiang Yuan! You dare to sneak attack, you are too shameless!"
Hengming's momentum surged, his clothes fluttered, and flames appeared all over his body. His expression was extremely indifferent. At this moment, he seemed to be a god of war.
Jiang Yuan sneered and looked at Heng Ming with mocking eyes. He faced Heng Ming's momentum without fear. The electric light around his body flashed and he chuckled: "This is the rule of my Honghuang Palace. If a junior brother is in trouble, the senior brother should take action!"
"Hmph!" Hengming snorted coldly, with a high fighting spirit on his face, and said contemptuously: "Then let me see how well you practice the "Three Disasters and Nine Difficulties Magic Art"!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the power of true energy on his body spun around, and strands of true energy formed into a monstrous storm. Ripples rose up in the void, with patterns similar to fish scales. A cloud of mist evaporated, thin and light, like a wisp.
The clear yarn is like a thin layer of ice.
The cold mist filled the air, covering the stars and moon, and Ming Heng's body became ethereal and illusory.
Where everyone's eyes fell, Ming Heng's whole body became transparent, like jade and ice, and the coldness penetrated into the air. Combined with the power of the true essence that filled the air, the cold mist covered him, and his whole person seemed to be invisible.
Seemingly hidden.
The crowd around them all moved back, leaving a wide enough space for the two of them.
Jiang Yuan's eyes revealed a captivating electric light, and the Gang Qi behind his back condensed into two thunder wings. He pointed at Heng Ming with his sword and said contemptuously: "Haha! It's exactly what I want. I hope your "Invincible Ming Yu Gong" will not let me down.
That’s the disappointment!”
After saying this, the sword in his right hand filled with endless electric light and turned into thunder. In the palm of his left hand, a hot magma fire ignited. He wanted to transform into three disasters and overcome nine difficulties.
Suddenly, he slashed at Hengming with his sword. The latter's clothes fluttered and he walked up on the wind. The mist behind him turned into rays of fairy light to attack the lightning, fire, and thick smoke.
At this moment, in the sea of flowers, cold mist, ice, electric light, flames, etc. are intertwined, and petals are flying all over the sky. In the sea of flowers, two figures running at high speed are constantly changing their positions, and there is a crisp sound of metal collision.
It kept ringing.
Drops of red began to fall continuously in the sea of flowers, or were evaporated by thunder and fire in mid-air. Hengming no longer had the elegant and indifferent style at the beginning. At this moment, his black hair was dancing wildly, and there was a blood mark on his left cheek, and his eyes were
Extremely fierce, the sword in his hand kept flying.
Jiang Yuan of the Honghuang Palace was even more embarrassed. His left chest was slightly red, and his hair was cut in half. He was furious, with lightning surrounding his body, and the two thunder wings behind his back were constantly fanning the thunder.
Another blow collided, thunder and fire collided, creating a strong roar. Hengming took a few steps back, while Jiang Yuan's face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he was knocked away into the sea of flowers.
All the disciples of the Chaos Immortal Sect who were watching the battle couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Ming Heng's origin was not simple.
It is rumored that both he and Luo Yu have second-rate talents.
However, in order to temper themselves and obtain the inherited items on the third floor of the Outer Sect's Sutra Storehouse, they gave up their status as Inner Sect disciples and went to the Outer Sect.
Now, he has been silent in the Tianyuan Mirror for several years. Under the secret realm of supernatural powers, he is almost invincible.
Even Zhao Xin, who was standing aside, looked solemn when he saw Ming Heng's strength.
When the outer sect competed, he won without fighting.
It seems that it is not that Ming Heng does not dare to fight, but that this person has no intention of winning.
This battle is over, the Chaos Immortal Sect is boiling!
Both World Wars were won, but Honghuang Palace was nothing more than that.
The disciples of Honghuang Hall were a little anxious, calling out to Senior Brother Jiang Yuan, wanting to see how badly he was injured?
Jiang Yuan slowly got up from the ground. His clothes were torn and somewhat tattered. Half of his hair was cut off and the other half was scattered around.
"I lost, Brother Hengming." Jiang Yuan's face was calm, and his eyes had long since returned to clarity. There seemed to be no trace of unwillingness or resentment in them. This demeanor impressed many people.
"Concession."
Hengming regained his former glory, fluttering in the wind, and his grace was so charming that many female disciples present screamed.
"Mingheng, do you dare to fight me?"
A young man walked out of the Honghuang Palace. He looked to be about fourteen years old. He had bronze skin, a resolute face, and a pair of big, piercing eyes. He looked domineering at the moment, challenging Ming Heng.
Ming Heng looked for a voice and saw a young man shouting. He couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Children, it's better to go home and drink milk!"
The disciples of the Chaos Immortal Sect were making noises.
"If you dare to fight, you will be like your two senior brothers on earth!"
"Hahaha--"
"My name is Taishan, please give me some advice, senior brother Mingheng."
Taishan did not get angry, but became calmer. He ignored Ming Heng's words, but directly saluted Ming Heng and asked for a duel!
"Ha ha!"
Ming Heng laughed, but his smile looked extremely cold. Being challenged by a bastard was not something to be happy about.
Without any more words, he took a step forward and pulled out the sword from his waist. The sword was made of red blood and gold, and cast a crimson light under the moonlight.
"Junior brother, be careful!"
Ming Heng said indifferently.
Taishan was not silent, but had a strange smile on his face.
Zhao Xin frowned and noticed something unusual. If Honghuang Palace had no confidence in Mount Tai, why didn't they stop it? From beginning to end, they never said a word. They seemed to be outsiders. How confident they were.
Taishan took action first, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. The speed was incredibly fast. A strong wind seemed to blow on the ground, and the figure disappeared. Before everyone could react, a sword energy suddenly appeared behind Taishan.
, aiming at his heart.
Taishan seemed to have not yet reacted and stayed in place blankly. Ming Heng felt a sense of crisis in his heart, but at this moment he was no longer allowed to retreat.
"Clang!"
The cold sword edge pierced directly into the back of Taishan's heart, instantly piercing the spiritual armor on his body. At this time, Taishan didn't seem to notice a trace of pain, and he slashed back mechanically, but this sword
It is flowing clouds and flowing water, turning into a perfect golden arc.
Ming Heng's eyes suddenly shrank into needle-like shapes, and his face showed a look of horror. He stepped back quickly, but the sword was faster, and the golden sword edge slashed across Ming Heng's chest. A deep red line appeared, and blood gradually
It overflowed and stained the ragged clothes red.
Taishan did not turn around or pursue Ming Heng. The clothes on his back were torn, and the spiritual weapon armor he wore inside was also cracked, but there was no trace of scars on his bronze skin.
"Body Refiner!"
Mingheng retreated to the safe area and stared at Mount Tai. His blood stained a white rose. His face was extremely pale. On this cool night, sweat was still pouring from his forehead.
Body refiners focus on the physical body and strength, but do not pay attention to magic power. They can crush their opponents in close combat, and when they reach great heights, they can pick up the stars and the moon with one hand!
"Even a body refiner can't be unscathed!" Xin Zhao couldn't understand.
"It should be that spiritual weapon that resisted most of the power." Bai Shaoyun guessed.
"You give up." Taishan said softly, without any trace of ridicule on his face.
Mingheng's pale face suddenly turned red, and he felt a strong sense of shame. He raised his head and looked at Taishan angrily.
He was a proud man of heaven, but now he lost to a boy who was younger than him, and the other boy's cultivation strength was only in the early Tianyuan stage.
And he was at the pinnacle of the Tianyuan realm, with a higher level of cultivation than others, but he was defeated!
Ming Heng's energy and blood rushed to his heart, and he couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood again. His whole body could no longer support it, and he fell to the ground. However, he was still unwilling to admit defeat, and his eyes were fixed on Mount Tai, without any intention of giving up.
"Admit defeat!"
A voice like the sound of nature sounded in his ears.
The redness on Ming Heng's face suddenly faded away, and he became even paler. The person who conveyed the message was Luo Yu.
"I surrender!"
After finally uttering the last two words with difficulty, Ming Heng also fainted.
In an attic not far from this sea of flowers, Wang Qiankun was laughing and chatting with several people, but at this moment they were all looking towards this sea of flowers.
"This Taishan is not a body refiner, but has an extraordinary physique!"
Wang Qiankun looked at the middle-aged man in rich robes sitting next to him.
"Jiang Daoling, this Taishan has a king's physique. You, Honghuang Palace, are so lucky!"
Jiulao's gray eyes narrowed and he kept looking at Taishan.
"This is the golden body!"
Another old man in the attic exclaimed. He was already an old antique who was about to be buried. The reason why he recognized this physique was because when he was young, he was mentioned in an ancient book in a ruins.
"Could it be that he has an unrivaled physique, one that can kill chaotic creatures with his bare hands?" A middle-aged man took a breath of air.
"I found this disciple half a year ago, and he only inherited part of his physique, not the flawless golden king's body." Jiang Daoling said softly, but there was still a trace of pride on his face, and his eyes were directed towards him intentionally or unintentionally.
Wang Qiankun looked over.
Wang Qiankun is neither sad nor happy, his expression is indifferent, and there is no ripple in the ancient well.
Although it is not a flawless golden king's body, the resources of the Honghuang Palace may be able to make up for its innate defects in the future. It is said that the Honghuang Palace still has the blood left by the first generation of the golden king's body, which is incomparable for people with the golden king's bloodline.
With the precious medicine, I'm afraid he will become the ruler of the great world of Tianfang.
"Congratulations to Jiang Daoling for accepting this great disciple." Everyone in the attic congratulated him one after another.
"Haha, thank you all fellow Taoists. This disciple of mine still needs more training before I can become a great person." Jiang Daoling said "humbly".
Wang Qiankun frowned slightly. This golden king's body is really too extraordinary. Just the few words mentioned in the ancient scrolls are enough to frighten people. If such a physique grows up proudly, I am afraid there will be a disaster in the Chaos Immortal Sect.
Catastrophe!
"I don't know who dares to fight with me!"
An arrogant voice came, breaking the temporary joy of everyone in the Chaos Immortal Sect.
Zhao Xin looked for his voice and saw Taishan raising his head arrogantly, looking down at the disciples of the Chaos Immortal Sect with arrogance.
At this moment, among the crowd, Xing Sheng also frowned slightly, with a look of displeasure on his face.
The Xianmen disciples who had been clamoring before looked at Mount Tai and remained silent.
A trace of anger flashed through Luo Yu's autumn-like eyes, and she looked at Xin Zhao with a look of anticipation.
"Forehead……"
Zhao Xin was startled and saw Luo Yu's eyes, which meant he wanted him to take action.
"Do you want to take action?"
Xin Zhao is confused.
Ming Heng was very strong, but he was defeated easily. This Taishan was so terrifying that his body could even withstand Ming Heng's full blow.
He had no confidence in dealing with this kind of monster.
But it didn't matter to him that a beauty was looking at him expectantly, but Luo Yu's sister was Luo Shen, the woman in white who made people lose their minds.