Tang Tian slowly walked the stairs, climbed the bluestone arena of hundreds or thousands of square meters, and stood in the southeast corner.

Hu Kaishan and others stayed in the audience, staring at him with concern and also at the opposite side.

But the disciples of the Meihua Sword Sect stopped at the edge of the ring, looked at Hu Kaishan and others with contempt and sneer, and shouted together: "Master will win!"

After the words came to his mouth, he put down the luxurious sedan chair.

The scene was silent for a moment, and there was only a loud bang.

The top cover of the eight-carrying sedan chair was suddenly overturned, and among them, a figure floated out like a breeze and landed steadily in the northwest corner of the arena.

An uproar in the field.

"This seven-star son is really amazing."

"He can actually fly into the ring."

"The sedan is ten meters away from the ring. He can actually fly onto the ring. It's so amazing."

"It's just a show, and the heights are obvious. Tang Tian walked up the stairs, and he flew up."

"Oh, you will lose."

“…”

"The master will win! Zhongzhou is the strongest!"

More than a hundred disciples of the Plum Blossom Sword Sect shouted in unison. It was never like this. The Plum Blossom Sword Sect is really prosperous.

In contrast, Tangtian is a small population, with only six people, five men and one woman.

Hu Kaishan didn't want to be weaker than the other party, so he shouted: "The master will win, Xingyiquan is the strongest!"

While shouting, he looked at the other people, but saw that Liu, Wang and Li did not shout with him, but just looked at Tang Tian with concern.

Wu Jiahui held her waist with one hand, touched the gun in her arms, and was also staring at Tang Tian tightly.

Hu Kaishan shouted alone, but it was boring, so he could only sigh and give up.

'Hahaha,'

There was a burst of laughter from the scene, and Hu Kaishan was amused by the awkward shouts of Hu Kaishan alone.

Qixingzi looked at Tang Tian silently and whispered: "Where is your weapon?"

'bass'

As he said that, he gently took off the scabbard, revealing the narrow, slightly curved crescent sword. It was like a crescent moon, snow-white and shining with cold light. It looked like a bloodthirsty sword.

Tang Tian held his hands behind his back, looking at Qixingzi from afar, without saying a word.

Qixingzi sneered: "Tang Tian, ​​I will give you a chance because you are a genius. If you admit defeat in public now and take me as your teacher, I will not kill you."

Tang Tian raised his eyebrows with some amusement: "Oh? In this way, can I admit defeat and you want to kill me?"

Qixingzi said lightly: "There is absolutely no genius in his vein. Today's battle is your death. I will never leave anyone who threatens my plum blossom fist. Either join my plum blossom sword sect or die. I can't admit defeat. Even if you learn from Jia Kejin, I will chase you until you die. I only give you three breaths of time to consider. Once three breaths pass, even if you kneel down and beg me, I will not be soft-hearted and will kill you."

Tang Tian looked at him with his eyelids drooping and whispered: "Isn't it good to stop it? Zhongzhou Competition, I don't want to hurt anyone, I just want to find someone who can fight with me for a happy battle."

"Haha, click until? Tang Tian, ​​you're afraid you've been playing with those kids in the Sanda game for too long, right? You're childish."

‘Swoosh’

As he said that, Qixingzi suddenly swung the crescent sword: "A breath has passed."

Tang Tian sighed and shook his head, saying nothing more. There are always self-righteous people in this world, so just kill them.

Suddenly taking a deep breath, Tang Tian's eyes became colder. He stretched out his left hand and put his right hand on it.

The left foot collapsed one step forward, and the body suddenly pressed down, in a three-body posture.

Tang Tian answered him in a three-body posture.

An uproar in the field.

"What? He wants to be empty-handed?"

"He's crazy, Tang Tian is definitely in a brain problem."

"He thought he was so Qirong, and even He Qirong was wearing a pair of gloves that were treasures."

"Yes, He Qirong is empty-handed because the glove is a weapon. There are scratches in the plum blossom mark on the bluestone floor, which means that the glove is actually as sharp as a knife. Tang Tian... is really arrogant."

"No wonder the genius died early and was too arrogant."

"Haha, it's so ridiculous that the world is so stupid, trying to be empty-handed?"

“…”

When Qixingzi saw Tang Tian posing in the three-body posture, she lamented: "God is jealous of talent, okay, I will send you a ride. I went downstairs, remember, my name is Qixingzi. Tang Tian, ​​you died of childishness."

As he said that, Qixingzi suddenly took the step of pulling the bow and plum blossoms, with the man in front and the sword behind.

Tang Tian said coldly: "Killing you is like walking."

"die!"

Qixingzi was furious and said all the good things. Tang Tian didn't know the current affairs? Then, he only had the only way to die.

How Qirong said that Xingyiquan does not allow geniuses to appear!

After saying that, Qixingzi rushed over. For some reason, when he saw Tang Tian, ​​who looked dull and posing in a three-body posture, felt a burst of upset, especially Tang Tian was quite powerful in posing in a three-body posture. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably not be able to withstand it before he could get close to him.

There is still momentum?

Wait for me to slash you with a sword.

When he rushed to Tang Tian, ​​Qixingzi stared at him like a copper bell, without any complicated moves. The way was simple and he could seal his throat with one sword.

When Tang Tian saw the sword coming straight to his throat, his face remained unchanged. When he got closer, he suddenly stepped forward with his left foot and followed his right foot suddenly.

At the same time, he raised his left hand over his head and stepped outward. He actually blocked the sword from the side.

At this moment, Qixingzi was shocked to ascend to heaven with a strange feeling!

When the sword was stabbed out, even if it was lost, it would be lost. It was just the first move.

But, after stabbing the sky with one sword, Tang Tian actually dared to block it with his arm?

The most terrifying thing was that his sword was blocked, and a terrifying force was actually transmitted from the sword to his hand, and his hands were numb.

Qixingzi felt that his sword seemed to be knocked away by the force of ten thousand pounds, and he was about to lose his hand.

Just after this sword encountered a sudden huge force, Qixingzi immediately put away his contempt, gritted his teeth and grabbed the hilt with his right hand, not daring to let his crescent sword be knocked away. He was shocked in his heart. What kind of force is this? It is like twisting and spinning, so strange.

Just as he just stabilized his sword, he suddenly showed a ghostly expression. He was shocked to find that he didn't know why Tang Tian did it, but he was like a ghost. He came to him at some point and stood in front of him.

The left arm is still blocking, standing higher than the head.

The difference is his pace. He is no longer in front of his left foot, but in his feet standing side by side, then his knees bent slightly and his legs are together, as if he is half-squatting.

Qixingzi widened his incredible eyes and was immediately scared and didn't dare to move.

What kind of body technique is this?

He stabbed out with a sword, and felt that the sword was about to escape. As soon as he stabilized the sword, he actually came to him. What's the use of that weapon?

"Are you ready?"

At this moment, Tang Tian suddenly spoke, his tone was very light, and he slowly spoke in his ears like a spring breeze.

What to prepare?

Qixingzi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly lowered his head, but saw Tang Tian, ​​who was half squatting, actually put his right fist on his waist, ready to go.

Progressive cannon fist!

Qixingzi saw the fist on Tang Tian’s waist, and then he realized that Tang Tian was ready to go.

Progressive cannon fist, this is an action.

But Tang Tian actually used splitting, using only one progress block, and the cannon fist was accumulating momentum. He didn't hit it. He actually split a complete move into two to prepare himself.

Qixingzi was so scared that he lost his soul. Seeing Tang Tian’s fist that had been building up his waist, but he had no punches at all, his legs were weak.

He only felt that he didn't dare to move, as if he was being targeted by the god of death. As long as he moved, death would be welcomed!

Strange!

Too weird!

What kind of footwork is this? How did he appear in front of him in an instant?

The whole room was silent. Looking at this strange scene, everyone held their breath. What was going on?

Qixingzi stabbed out with a sword, and Tang Tian used a two-step step that he didn't know how he stepped out, and arrived in front of Qixingzi and was in his arms.

Then the two of them looked at each other in front of each other, keeping looking at each other. They saw Tang Tiange blocking in front, with a cannon fist on his waist, but they just didn't hit him.

The hand of Qixingzi holding the sword in his right hand was trembling. The crescent sword was just a decoration. Tang Tian was now in his arms.

The two of them just looked at each other. The scene was immersed in.

Tang Tian was waiting for him to prepare, but Qixingzi... dared not move. He even took a careful breathing, for fear that too much movement would cause Tang Tian's misunderstanding.
To be continued...