Cultivating 100000 Years

Chapter 157: Chaos

"Huh, it's okay to hide away?"

For some reason, the little yellow-haired boy stared at Xu Yang suddenly, and flew out countless golden concealed weapons between his fingers, each dim light locked in Xu Yang's vital position.

"Yuan Ying Intermediate, not bad."

Xu Yang chuckled lightly, kicking his feet in the air and turning and falling behind Huang Mao. A relatively faint sword glow emerged from behind, which also locked the opponent's breath.

Judging from the strength of this sword light, it is not as powerful as Xu Yang's previous fart on the Demon Race, which shows how restrained he is...

Zheng! ! Jian Mang seemed a little dim, but the moment he flew out, his breath was still quite overwhelming, at least the Huang Mao on the opposite side had to re-examine Xu Yang's level.

"Hoho, I didn't expect you to have two chances as a graduate student. Your sword light is so pure, if it weren't for the spiritual strength, I wouldn't be able to stop it!"

Huang Mao's left hand slipped into the void and summoned a shield to block Xu Yang's sword.

"Yes, you are more tenacious than I thought. You still want to play, just let it out, I'll accompany you."

Xu Yang was not in a hurry to get rid of this guy. This level of confrontation seemed to him to be a waste of time. Instead of teaching the children one by one, he should choose one of his more lively younger brothers to play with him. Quandang is just killing him. Time is up.

Ling Qingshu is obviously not the same idea as Xu Yang.

The Great Sovereign of the Heavenly Lanzong of the dignified Great Xia Dynasty unexpectedly drew his sword when facing these cultivators of the Yuan Ying realm!

When this action came out, both Bai Lianxue and Ling Yao instinctively looked at her.

When other people team up, everyone is afraid that their teammates will not be able to beat them, and they will drag themselves back.

TM Xu Yang’s team is afraid of not restraining their opponents from playing operations that scare their opponents. It’s not like a world game...

However, as Xu Yang said, it is a good experience to get used to the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, kill the supreme of the Forbidden Demon Race, and go back and hit the novice village-level cats and dogs.

Zheng!

With a sword out, Ling Qingshu directly smashed the sledgehammer that was indiscriminately bombarded by the blacksmith's hand, which in fact made many rookies in the middle of the battlefield relieved.

"Bad son, boy, I want to beat you!"

The big blacksmith rushed towards Ling Qingshu like flying, and the three women were all dressed in men's clothes, not to mention that the other party could not have the slightest pity for Xiangyu, and rushed over desperately like an iron cow.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ling Qingshu's mouth raised a playful arc, his body bent backwards and his feet suddenly exerted force, an extremely powerful counter-shock force instantly collapsed the big iron bull...

"Wow!!"

The uncle blacksmith screamed unwillingly, but unfortunately he had already rushed out of the edge of the circle.

"Oh, Tie Niu, you are really good, you can't even beat a student on loan!"

"Shut up, Long Kun, you are a rookie, I was calculated by someone, you can't tell?"

"Hey, I can only blame you for a tendon. You can rest this time, walk slowly and not send it away!"

This Nima is a teacher-student relationship? That Long Kun looked like the old bustard of Yihongyuan, and the big blacksmith looked like the stunned green man who was cheated of money...

In this way, the same group of students kept getting out of the game one after another, leaving only ten more elites in the center of the battlefield, naturally including Xu Yang.

"Well, now is the real game time for the finals. Let's go one by one, and the five winners will be qualified. Otherwise, if someone is caught fire, then the strongest five-person competitive team will not be selected. ."

"I agree, then I will choose you!"

The scholar-like brother was the first to make a choice and pointed at Lingyao with his folding fan.

"I have a bad habit. I don't like people pointing at me with things. If that happens, I will get angry."

Whoosh!

Ling Yao moved suddenly, leaving traces of shadows in the original position. In the blink of an eye, the scholar with a fan and a fan had already flown out of the circle...

"Wh, what!!"

That buddy never dreamed that he would not even see how to lose...

"Damn, it turns out that you have been conserving your stamina, waiting for the last time to exert your strength? You have no soul when you play a big fight like this!!"

Everyone: "..."

Xu Yang, who had just solved the hidden weapon yellow hair, waited for his last opponent today, and he was also the only Taoist on the field with the peak strength of the Nascent Soul Stage.

"Young man, poor Dao doesn't like to be competitive. I came to the competition because I am also a student of the Holy Soul Academy. I have been practicing here for more than a hundred years and I haven't graduated. You and I should discuss it appropriately. I have limited physical strength. But I will stop at any time, you have to be merciful!"

Xu Yang smiled and nodded: "Senior, don't worry, I'm very reasonable."

But this time, Xu Yang also gave everyone a surprise.

I saw that this guy didn't know what exercises he used, and he was already flying towards the old man with a clear outline, but when the opponent's hand was dusted with all his strength and shook with all his strength, without warning, the power of the Nascent Soul Peak Stage The outline was like a bursting balloon, and it disappeared into the air with a pop.

"What!! This??"

Including Long Kun, the spectators who did not leave after being eliminated all watched this scene dumbfounded!

Suddenly, Xu Yang Zhen fell behind the old Dao and moved his fingers to directly seal the opponent's more than a dozen big acupoints. The outcome was already known.

"How is it possible! What kind of means did you use just now? You can actually blind my insight!"

Lao Dao regards himself as a strong man. After all, in his opinion, although Xu Yang seems to have only the Qi Refining Realm, and his combat ability is around the peak of Yuan Ying, his background should not be as deep as his own. How does he know that Xu Yang is alive. A hundred thousand years old guy, where can he guess?

"Senior, although I didn't move much during the chaos, everyone's tactics and movements are within my observation range. The six people who were cleared out by you all lost in your surprise attack. On, when you take the initiative to show weakness to me, I know that you will still use this method to fight against me, so I will just do it..."

The old Dao sighed deeply, and could only helplessly shook his head: "No matter, I lost, boy, unlock the acupuncture path for me."

Xu Yang pushed his hand vigorously, and the old man's body veins all resumed smooth operation. However, at this moment, the old man's hand was instantly filled with the powerful Yuan Ying realm peak aura, and he turned around and slashed towards Xu Yang.

"Oh... do you have to continue struggling like this? Senior, you have this mind, why don't you use your brain more and think about graduating early..."

boom!

Xu Yang hooked his foot in the air and kicked the old man with a whisk to Long Kun. With such a powerful force, he even flew out with him...

"Nima, you will be kicked even if you eat melon?"

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