Chapter 1549 Breakthrough

A strong person of the fourth level of true energy who has not yet reached the point of enlightenment is not in the eyes of the white-robed young man at all.

Moreover, he managed to establish the image of a super strong man in front of Elder Kong.

If Xu Yi is allowed to be arrogant, this hard-won image will collapse.

Xu Yi was very straightforward and immediately jumped into the circle and said to the young man in white robe, "It's time to start."

The young man in white robe said coldly, "Xia Chong Yubing is ignorant and fearless."

Immediately, he held the recorder horizontally in his mouth, and a cloud of white mist flew out from the mouth of the flute and rushed towards Xu Yi's cover.

The white mist instantly enveloped Xu Yi. Xu Yi stepped quietly. Everyone's eyes widened. After three breaths, Xu Yi took three steps calmly.

The face of the young man in white robe was flushed. The recorder had blown away the green light, and the billowing white mist almost enveloped Xu Yi, but Xu Yi still stepped forward.

Four steps, five steps, six steps...

The short-built old man and the old man with red tumors stared so hard that their eyes almost bleeded. The scene in front of them was too subversive.

They are fully aware of the terror of the white mist wafting out of the white-robed young man's recorder, and it cannot be restrained by any technique or spirit.

What was even weirder was the guy who stepped into the circle. The terrifying white mist in front of him seemed to be like smoke in the forest, unable to stop him at all.

This, what on earth is going on...

Unexpectedly, the two of them racked their brains and couldn't figure it out. The young man in white robe also couldn't figure it out. The white mist formed after another as he desperately used the spell.

Suddenly, there was a click, the recorder suddenly cracked, and with a wah, the young man in white robe spat out several mouthfuls of blood and fell to the ground.

At this moment, Xu Yi stepped out of the circle.

"good!"

The white-haired Taoist shouted loudly, his white hair flying with excitement.

Except for everyone in Tianyu Tower who hurriedly grabbed the white-robed young man, everyone else's eyes were glued to Xu Yi, as if they were looking at a demon.

The white-haired Taoist came forward excitedly, "Brother Taoist has such magical powers, which opened his eyes and admired He so much. Brother Taoist, don't worry, He will never regret what he promised."

"The artistic conception should be wonderful, but how can you resist the sharp means that can make a strong point master follow the path?"

Elder Kong Si has extraordinary vision. Now that the matter has come to this point, he has come to realize that the unpredictable method of the young man in white robe is not a malicious trick like Lingyouqu, but a combination of artistic conception.

As far as he knew, it was extremely difficult to integrate artistic conception into attack techniques. Once integrated, it would have unpredictable power.

The fame of Chen Sword King Yao was astonishing even to him.

The Chen Sword controls the world, isn't it just forged with the intention to kill?

The recorder played by the young man in white robe obviously followed a different path, so so many strong men were hit one after another.

But he couldn't figure out how Xu Yi took the leap.

Unless Xu Yi also understood the beauty of the artistic conception, how could the wonderful artistic conception be so easy to obtain? There are countless geniuses in the world who have tried their best and failed to obtain it.

He didn't believe that by such a coincidence, two of the dozen or so people here realized the beauty of the artistic conception.

Xu Yi smiled and said, "This is a secret. I'm sorry to tell you. I dare to ask Elder Kong. I won the game just now?"

Elder Kong smiled and nodded, "Everyone has seen it, so why should I say more? This fellow Taoist, this is the matter. Is he interested in meeting you? Kong likes to make friends the most, especially with outstanding talents like fellow Taoist." Cheese."

The white-haired Taoist was nervous for no reason, but with a smile on his face, he said, "If the Fourth Elder wants to meet friends, how can he not have Gao? Gao is the one who has decided on this glass of wine."

At the same time, I did not forget to tell Xu Yi, "Although the Kong family is a holy family, there are as many powerful men as horses and oxen. If Brother Taoist is in my Wenxian Pavilion, Mr. Gao will treat him wholeheartedly and treat him as the supreme guest. If so, When Taoist brother joins the Kong family, he just becomes one of the powerful people recruited by the Kong family. Taoist brother is a smart person and I believe he knows how to make a choice."

Xu Yi Chuan thought to himself, "Brother Gao, don't worry, I am not a man who wanders around."

After saying this, he gave the white-haired Taoist reassurance and refused Elder Kong Si's invitation.

Elder Kong Si was not angry either, and just said, "Leave it for later."

In his mind, there was no big difference between people like Xu Yi and the people he had taken under his command.

As long as he gives time, he has plenty of ways to capture this person.

It took a lot of effort to bow to each other, but the middle-aged man in black clothes became impatient, "Time is tight, Hong will stop talking nonsense. Brother Qi asked a few fellow Taoists to listen to a piece of music before. Let’s show off a martial artist and show off our strength.”

The white-haired Taoist's eyebrows twitched and he said, "Tell me more clearly, how to compare."

The simpler the conditions, the more mysterious they are. The previous game has proved it.

The middle-aged man in black clothes pointed at the black-faced man to his left, "This fellow Taoist Xiong will fight. I won't make any restrictions on who Brother Gao will send to fight. How many times will we fight? Just like the last game."

"The only requirement is that the two sides are not allowed to use spiritual thoughts, spiritual power, etc. in the battle. They only fight with physical brute force until one party dies or begs for mercy. I wonder if Brother Gao dares to accept the challenge?"

The white-haired Taoist smiled and said, "Brother Hong is really hypocritical. Now that things have come to this, do you still have a choice?"

After winning one game, he felt confident that even if he lost the second game, it would be within the acceptable range.

"Comparing strength, it's very good, I'll give it a try."

The old man with red tumors spoke again.

In the last battle, he lost inexplicably and was extremely embarrassed.

With Xu Yi's comparison, it became even more obvious that his reputation as a Yuan strongman was in vain. How could he swallow this sigh of relief?

What's more, he himself practices evil methods, and has taken the path of devouring strong men to obtain strong essence. His body is extremely strong, and purely in terms of strength, he has never met anyone who can catch his eye.

The black-faced man took a step forward, looked at the old man with red tumors and said, "Since we want to fight, let's not hide. Let's rely on our true abilities. I'll let you, you take the first move."

He was extremely thin, and while he was talking, the wind blew on the ice, causing his thin clothes to cling tightly to his body, completely revealing the outline of his entire body. He was really skinny and skinny.

As soon as the thin black man finished speaking, the old man with red tumors rushed out. Although there was no spiritual power fluctuation, the speed of his entire body was still faster than that of a shooting star, and he was close in an instant.

boom!

The old man with red tumors punched the thin black man in the chest hard.

Amidst the huge roar, the body of the thin black man was knocked into the sky.

The old man with the red tumor showed no mercy and flew into the air, chasing the thin black man's body, and fired hundreds of punches in a row.

The full force bombardment of hundreds of punches caused even a mountain to collapse, but the thin black man was like a piece of dry hard iron, just flipping in the air continuously without any injuries.

With the full force bombardment of hundreds of punches, the old man with red tumors became tired even though he was an iron man.

After just a pause, the thin black man stood firm, looked at the old man with red tumors and said with a smile, "Brother Dao's fist tastes good, but it still lacks some strength."

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