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Chapter 394

Han Hong aimed to make Gu Qing look embarrassed, in order to vent his intense and even crazy jealousy!

"Gu Qing, watch out! Crazy Python Slashing Technique, the first style, the golden snake dances wildly!"

In an instant, Han Hong took out a special golden spirit sword from the storage bag. It looked like gold but not gold, and it was so agile that it seemed to be fused with water essence stone and resembled a golden snake!

Before Han Hong could slash down with the Golden Spirit Sword, Gu Qing used his wind control technique, and seemed to draw an afterimage in the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye!

Han Hong only felt that there was a flower in front of him, the golden spirit Zhankong inlaid with water essence stone, and he couldn't help being surprised!

"The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity for people? Hehe! It's still far from enough!"

Behind Han Hong, Gu Qing's cold voice came, almost frightening him out of his wits!

Gu Qingzheng was casually looking at his special golden spirit sword with his spiritual consciousness. He thoughtfully compared it with the Shengzong weapon refining drawings he had read, and seemed to have some enlightenment.

Under the Tiandanmen arena, thousands of monks looked directly at each other, who was stronger or weaker, just this one face-to-face meeting, the decision was made!

Ziyun, who was on the sixth floor of Anding, saw Liu Sheng and Su Xin staring at Gu Qing on the ring with their eyes wide open. She pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Are you dumbfounded? Gu

Brother's movement is so fast, I didn't even see it clearly!"

"That's right! When I was at Qinglingyuan, Brother Gu was the fastest runner. I always thought that his Feng Xian Yuan was outstanding, but later I found out that Brother Gu was a cultivator with all eight kinds of Immortal Fate.

, Fengxianyuan is not much better! It’s just that he diligently practices the wind control technique, pays attention to his own speed and body skills, and works hard to make up for his shortcomings, which is why he has achieved what he has today!"

Liu Sheng sighed with emotion. Based on this alone, he felt ashamed.

Liu Bao, who was standing on the other side, felt reassured when he saw his master easily dodge Master Han's wild python slashing technique and the golden snake danced wildly!

"It seems that the master's strength is also outstanding among the monks of the same level! Relying on the power of the Han family, Han Hong thought he was so great, but it turned out to be nothing more than that! He didn't even scan the master's clothes, and even

You didn’t even see the shadow, how dare you yell at my lord with your little ability like sesame seeds?"

Liu Bao was so angry that he immediately incited the inner disciples around him to boo him in the ring: "Master Han! Your crazy python slashing technique and golden snake dancing are really gorgeous! Let me wait for you to open your eyes.

The vision seems to be just a gimmick, good but of no use!"

"Hahaha! Han Hong, you can't even see the shadow of our senior brother Gu, come down as soon as possible! Don't embarrass yourself in the ring."

They were coaxing together, and Sun Erhu, who was among the outer disciples of the Medicine Sect, was not willing to be left alone and started shouting at the top of his voice.

"Tsk, tsk, fellow Taoists from Maple Rain Town, come and see! The one in green robe and brocade is the eldest son of the Han family in the west of the city. He wants to challenge senior brother Gu Qing as soon as he enters the ring. Hehe, he is also at the top of the ninth level of Anding.

In terms of cultivation, this gap is too big!"

Han Hong, who was on the ring, his face turned blue and white with anger. He was timid at first and did not dare to act rashly, but now, in full view of everyone, he couldn't do anything without being cruel!

Han Hong gritted his teeth and clenched the Golden Spirit Sword with both hands, spreading his consciousness with all his strength, and being extremely careful, making sure to hit it with one hit.

Seeing his nervous look, Gu Qing secretly laughed in his heart, and suddenly shot out the Shura Blood Blade, which immediately exuded a strong and sinister aura!

In the entire arena, the two-by-two Anding late-stage monks fighting each other were all frightened. They subconsciously looked at Gu Qing's Shura Blood Blade, and all gasped!

Han Hong, who was extremely nervous, was the closest, and was almost frightened by the overwhelming and vicious aura, causing him to lose his balance and drop the Golden Spirit Sword. However, his calves were already trembling, and all the energy he exerted just now was lost to this aura.

Rushed to the sky.

All the monks under the ring stared with wide eyes, all more attracted to Gu Qing's Shura Blood Blade, and they could not stop admiring:

"This broken blade, which is as red as blood, must have drank the blood of many monsters to have such a ferocious aura!"

"Han Hong's Golden Spirit Sword inlaid with gold and jade, compared with Gu Qing's Blood Fiend Broken Blade, looks like a child's bamboo sword. It's not used to kill people. It's just a decoration!"

Even Liu Jie, the elder of Xianmen Ningdan who was leading the challenge, nodded approvingly to the new disciple Gu Qing: "Strong men should wear this blade!"

Seeing Han Hong's sweat dripping down, even the last bit of courage to take action was about to disappear.

Gu Qing said coldly: "If you don't take action, I will!"

Han Hong's expression changed, and he suddenly flew backwards, took out a small purple bottle from his storage bag, and poured it into his mouth.

This little move of his could not escape the consciousness of Elder Liu Jie, but Elder Liu did not stop him. He just said lightly: "This kind of spiritual liquid is considered a pill with strong spiritual energy. It does not affect the changes in cultivation and combat power."

It has no effect, you can take it. Little disciple Gu, you have to be careful."

Gu Qing nodded. To deal with Han Hong, there was no need to replenish mana at all!

Chen Hu under the ring also started shouting: "Brother Gu, don't give him time to swallow the spiritual liquid, let this kid also see your cutting skills!"

"Yes! Han Hong wears the best equipment in vain, yet he is so timid and as timid as a mouse. Senior Brother beat him off the stage!"

Gu Qing smiled slightly: "Since brothers want to see it, I will let you see it clearly, Luoyue Zhan!"

As he spoke, Gu Qing moved, and Shura's blood blade slashed in the air, drawing an arc of a crescent moon!

Han Hong was taken aback and hurriedly used the Golden Spirit Sword to parry.

Canglang!

The Golden Spirit Sword was broken into two pieces, and Luoyue Zhan's sword energy continued to slash at Han Hong's third-level top-quality thin scale armor, breaking a shocking hole!

Han Hong almost flew out of the sky in shock. He was about to take pictures of his storage bag and bring out a new magic weapon again. At this moment, Gu Qing's Fiery Fist arrived like a shadow!

A violent fire spirit blows towards your face with a fist shadow and a strong wind!

"Ah!" With a shrill scream, Han Hong fell far out of the ring like a kite with its string broken.

The regenerative protective body completely shattered and saved his life, allowing him to recover from his injuries instantly the moment he passed through the arena formation light curtain.

However, Han Hong fell out of the ring in an instant. Unexpectedly, Han Hong fell heavily into the dust under the ring and fell into the mud.

Everyone laughed when they saw it, and Sun Erhu clapped his hands and said, "Tsk, tsk, the dignified eldest son of the Han family actually bowed to me. I can't bear such a great gift!"

With the help of the Han family's servants, Han Hong rolled over in embarrassment, touched his chest, and pinched his face. After Han Hong confirmed that there were no injuries, he turned back to look at the moon on the ring.

The cold figure in the white satin gown can't help but feel frightened!

Liu Bao's stomach was boiling with bad water, and he mocked: "Haha, Senior Brother Gu Qing knocked him silly with this punch! He got up in disgrace, but his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he seemed to still have more to say! Why don't we ask for help?

After senior brother takes over the ring master, how about we come down and give him a good beating?"

Amid the cynicism and sarcasm of the crowd, Han Hong could no longer keep his face straight. He stumbled through the crowd like a piece of red cloth and fled.

In the Tiandanmen arena, Gu Qing looked around and said calmly: "Who else on the stage and off the stage can fight with Gu?"

The monks are intimidated by the power of Gu Qing, and there is an elder from the Immortal Sect who is leading the challenge. Who dares to fight against Gu Qing?

Even the casual cultivators and family cultivators who were originally unconvinced by Gu Qing lowered their heads in view of Han Hong's past experience.

Not to mention the monks fighting in the ring. After defeating each other one by one, they immediately looked for the next opponent and never dared to run into Gu Qing.

Gu Qing waited for a long time, but there was not even a single opponent. Even those who came to the ring to fight one after another, they all took a detour, and some even bowed to him from a distance and turned around to fight with the weaker ones.

Since there was no one to fight with him, Gu Qingle sat back and enjoyed the success, watching the battles among the cultivators in the Tiandanmen arena, and finally set his sights on the third young lady of the Lu family, Lu Xiangmei.

Fortunately, in this arena, except for Gu Qing, no one seems to be Miss Lu San's opponent. After all, she has been promoted to the Anding stage for a long time, and as the daughter of the Lu family's great cultivator family, no matter the equipment or

Water Taoist skills are all very exquisite.

Lu Xiangmei noticed Gu Qing's eyes and knew what he was thinking. She looked back and smiled at him, and said through her spiritual consciousness: "Thank you, fellow Taoist Gu, for taking care of me! As long as you don't fight with me, I will take the second place in the Tiandan Sect."

It’s stable.”

Gu Qing nodded, stood proudly on the Tiandanmen arena with his hands behind his back.

Waiting until there were not many monks sparsely left in the ring, Liu Jie, the elder of the Immortal Sect, coughed deeply and waved his robe sleeves. A soft strong wind blew away the only five pairs of fighting monks on the ring.

Including Gu Qing, who has been standing by the side, there are exactly eleven people.

"Hold on! Is there any other monk Anding who wants to come on stage below the ring?"

Elder Liu's voice, along with his consciousness at the Dan Condensation stage, shrouded all the monks watching the battle around the Tiandanmen arena.

Among them, those who were interested in participating in the competition all came back defeated. According to the rules, they were not allowed to participate in the competition for the second time. Most of the remaining Anding minor cultivators did so for the purpose of observing and practicing, and discussed their cultivation and strength.

, thinking that he could not compare with the monks on the stage who were at least on the ninth floor of Anding, he could only look at the ocean and sigh, and no one else came up in response.

Immortal Sect Elder Liu twisted his beard and smiled: "Okay! In that case, I announce that the eleven strong men in the arena can all worship into the Tiandan Sect! The four nephews, first give each of them a jade tablet to welcome them.

, Next, is the ranking battle of Tiandanmen League, you must hurry up to recover your physical strength and mana."

The ten monks on the ring were overjoyed and agreed in unison! Among them, Zuo Boming and Xie Xiang were not kicked off the ring, and could also worship into the Immortal Sect. They were pleasantly surprised, and together with their senior brother Gu Qing,

I once again paid homage to the elders of the Immortal Sect and the four body-cultivating envoys.

Everyone in the audience looked at An Ding Xiaoxiu with envy. Being able to worship the Immortal Sect was also their pursuit!

Liu Sheng sighed: "Of the eleven people who are qualified to join the Tiandan Sect, our Medicine Sect accounts for three! Brother Gu, the second senior brother from the left and senior sister Xie. When I reach the ninth level of Anding, I can also participate in the competition and strive for

Also worship into the Immortal Sect!"


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