Chapter 102

The giant bear roars and the flying dragon rises to heaven!

With the power of leaving the bow, the flying bear ascending the Dragon method began to become larger and occupied half of the seventh fighting field. It was magnificent. Even the town elders of neixing Pavilion were surprised and stepped back.

Looking at the little boy like an ant not far away, he was elated from the bow, and the joy of victory had already appeared in his eyes.

The only thing that puzzled Li Gong was that Luo Chuan didn't feel uneasy and flustered in the face of the upcoming fiasco. He still stood casually as when he first went to the arena, lost one hand behind his back, raised his head, and calmly watched the Dharma phase occupying most of the arena.

For no reason, there was a trace of uneasiness in Li Gong's heart.

He just felt that Luo Chuan's eyes were too calm. The calm was long and deep. It seemed that he didn't come to fight the law, but was immersed in some unknown passing memory

……

In the late autumn of a thousand years ago, at the same time as now, a man from a distant continent quietly came to the south of the world with an unspeakable secret.

In the Yinchuan underground city named Juye, a man from the sky found his first opponent.

"Three moves defeat me?" in the square, the magnificent bald Taoist priest held a wine pot in one hand and played with the pepper milk of the beauty in his arms in the other hand, fooling the white haired man.

In the night of the square, there was stealing laughter, and the bonfire reflected the intoxicated cheeks of men, women and children.

The white haired man casually swept the friars all over the city, opened his lips and spit out two words: "silence."

As if swept by a cold wind, the original vibrant underground city withered and withered in an instant, silent.

Fei Bijun looked at the woman who was sealed into a stone carving in his arms, and his face gradually became dignified.

"Show your best ability and don't let their death be meaningless." Jiulong Jun said.

The bald Taoist stood up, and his back extended upward, as if connected with the city wall, which was as tall and broad as before. The wind and thunder roared, and the figure of the Taoist became dark and depressed, as if hiding in the night. At the same time, a powerful breath filled the sky.

Raised his head, Jiulong Jun stared at the behemoth falling from the sky, as if to overwhelm the city, and a touch of disappointment floated on his face.

"Fa Xiang? Boring."

Jiulong Jun's body turned into a residual shadow. He seemed to move and didn't move.

When he turned around, the Dragon bear FA Xiang exploded like fireworks over his head. The magnificent bald Taoist stood in the middle of the square, but he couldn't move any more.

"One move..."

Mysterious laughter rang out in the night, and the huge Yinchuan underground city was reduced to death in the laughter of Jiulong king.

……

Thousands of years later, in the empty mountain boundary, Luo Chuan put away his memory.

The most powerful person in the south of the world, the unique skill hidden by the flying best emperor, is the flying bear ascending the Dragon method. This is the back hand killing move that the flying best gentleman hides but does not reveal. Who wants to use it for the first time will meet the Jiulong gentleman.

Although heaven and earth are terrible, they are not the enemy of the unity of the nine dragons.

Eyes gathered, Luo Chuan's thoughts returned to the seventh arena.

This is the first orthodox method of warfare in thousands of years.

When the steps were taken, before Luochuan ran Zhenyuan, the movement of the flesh tore the air in half.

In an instant, Luo Chuan appeared under the Dharma phase of more than 20 Zhang.

There were bursts of exclamations outside the fighting field.

No one would have thought that in the face of the obvious invincible heaven and earth Dharma phase, Luo Chuan chose to be hard. Many people showed disappointment in their eyes. Master Dang looked away and elder Duan sighed in a low voice.

The mountain like shadow of Dharma phase drowned Luochuan. At this moment, the strange breath suddenly rose. Those who watched the war were all practitioners. Their five senses were sharp, and they all felt the despair in their breath.

"Overkill yourself! Do you want to die!"

The head of the internal punishment Pavilion guarding the seventh arena was so old that he flew to the rescue without thinking about it.

Under the shadow of FA Xiang, Luo Chuan lost one hand behind his back, and the other hand crossed the residual shadow. The air flow around him seemed to be summoned, and all gathered in his palm in an instant.

His fist seemed to move and didn't.

The past events of a thousand years ago are repeated after a thousand years.

When Luo Chuan turned around, he heard a "bang", and the heaven and earth Dharma fell apart on his head! The light and shadow of the flying bear rising dragon are like fireworks, which turn into powder and disappear.

The magic color in Li Gong's eyes peeled off and his face was blank. He sat down in the middle of the fighting field, numb as a chicken, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth and an incredible face.

The elder of neixing Pavilion stopped suddenly and looked at the scene in surprise. After a while, he suddenly realized that the breath of despair did not come from Luochuan, but from his opponent Ligong.

The fighting ground was silent and everyone was stunned.

"One move..." Xiang Shaoyu was stiff and stared at Luo Chuan with a blank mind. Yu Guangzhong, Tang Yan'er's smile is so dazzling.

Similar reactions also appeared in Luo Fei and Yan Daoming.

Yan Daoming sat on the ground as usual, and his tall figure made him particularly conspicuous. The fiery red gun handle was firmly held in the heart of his fist, and a blood mark was engraved on his palm. Luo Fei's eyes were frozen, his mouth was slightly open, and his calm, free and easy style of a dust-free childe was far away from him at this moment.

"One move broke the magic door of nearly five levels. You two, don't have a shadow." Lv Boya's voice came from the side and rear.

Luo Fei and Yan Daoming's shoulders trembled and their faces turned red at the same time.

The disciples of the Taoist sect who had been dismissive of Luo Chuan have re examined Luo Chuan one after another.

"I lost."

From the bow opening, the voice is tired and difficult.

Luo Chuan nodded and was about to end.

Just then, a surprised sound sounded, and everyone's eyes turned to another fighting field behind Luo Chuan.

In the first arena, the disciple of heilongfeng who had just come on the stage offered the Dharma. Before he could even touch the shadow of his opponent, he was knocked out of the arena by a move.

His opponent was a young man in blue. Strangely, he didn't wear any peak crown.

Just a moment later, on the second fighting field, the disciples of Chixia peak were defeated and fainted. He was also a strange boy in Tsing Yi who defeated him.

The immortal family guests on the platform of the viewing Pavilion can't sit still. In the immortal family fighting method, unless the cultivation skill is higher than a level, or the level of the method is too high, it is very difficult to defeat the opponent in one move. In this round, there was a phenomenon that one team defeated the opponent in three competitions at the same time.

Subconsciously, people turned their eyes to the third arena.

One side is the disciple of Ziji peak, and the other side is still a young man in green.

Zijifeng disciple looked very dignified, but when he looked up and saw the face of the man opposite, he was stunned.

"Fight," said the young man in Tsing Yi. His voice was quiet and deep.

Taking a step, the young man in Tsing Yi waved with his hand. The wind and cloud at the bottom of his sleeve were ups and downs, thunder and fire rushed, and there was the light of the sun and moon, like hiding heaven and earth.

The disciple and Dharma sect I haven't seen for a long time are Xiao Qiankun and Hua Xin.

The four leading disciples, Luo Fei, Huo Jun, Yan Daoming and LV Boya, were stunned. Once upon a time, the young men in blue in the third arena were like an insurmountable mountain, pressing on their heads, making them out of breath.

Until later, Hua Xin lost to Chen Yusheng, a genius of Kunting mountain, lost the title of ten young CHILDES, fell flat and lost his outstanding vision. I haven't seen Hua Xin for a long time. The disciples thought he was conducting a secret trial and didn't think much about it.

Pop!

With the same move, zijifeng disciples left the field, and there was no suspense.

By this time, the white fog on the first line of the dragon and Phoenix black carved stone tablet had just dispersed, revealing the long hidden name: beiliutian, the original seven nights, Huaxin.

"The emptiness mountain world can maintain the scenery for thousands of years. How can it be as superficial as it looks. Is this the core disciple secretly cultivated by the emptiness mountain world?" Luo Chuan turned to the three and said in his heart.

Hua Xin didn't use too many methods. Their skills were not only far higher than their opponents, but even higher than Luo Fei's four.

Although Luofei four people have successfully built Huangting. The breakthrough of cultivation can be achieved from no water to canal formation. Efforts, talents, savvy and opportunities are indispensable. Even if Luofei four people may not be able to break through the realm of true Dan.

The artistic conception of Hua Xin's three people has been infinitely close to Gao Pang Er Shao from Da Mie peak. In other words, it is certain that they will break through the real Dan realm. The only difference is to pierce the layer of window paper.

"Surprise in big chest? Whatever you do, don't rob my spiritual pulse." Luo Chuan said in his heart, turning back and walking down the fighting field.

Hua Xin turned his head and looked at the seventh arena. He saw only a fleeting figure.

"The first arena, Beiliu Tiansheng."

"The second arena, the original seven night victory."

"The third arena, Hua Xinsheng."

The elders guarding the arena calmly announced the results of the battle. They had predicted that there would be variables as early as the beginning of Dabi, but they didn't know how the three would appear.

Outside the arena, the disciples of the inner and outer sects, including the disciples of the main peak, talked about it. After all, apart from Hua Xin, the other two teenagers in Tsing Yi are very strange.

Before long, the famous true disciple suddenly said, "I remember. When I was six years old, I just arrived at the empty mountain boundary. There was a younger martial brother named beiliutian. Six months later, he disappeared. I always thought he was eliminated from the mountain gate."

"I seem to have seen him somewhere on the original seven nights... By the way, there was a test at the age of 11. It seems that he was the first."

"It turned out that they were all former disciples of the empty mountain world!"

"They are all martial brothers."

The voice of discussion came into my ears, and a disdainful smile appeared on Beiliu tianjunlang's face: "martial brother... Hum."

The original seven night face was frozen and stood motionless on the second fighting field, with a slight chill all over his body, refusing people thousands of miles away.

Hua Xin is a little better, neither salty nor light. He looks at the distance and doesn't know what he's thinking.

The consensus was that none of the three stepped down from the fighting field.

On the pavilion, elder Zhu frowned and said in a loud voice, "the next round of competition is about to begin. You three come down for the time being."