Chapter 126 Thunder Tips

Meng Sheng struggled to get up from the ground and felt the continuous pain behind him. He stared at Mu Chen cautiously, but now Meng Sheng has completely lost his original pride and confidence.

"Cough." Meng Sheng couldn't help coughing a few times. He had extraordinary pride since he was a child, above all his peers. He was so embarrassed to be beaten on such an occasion that he felt ashamed. Suddenly, he stood up, looked coldly at the person opposite him, and said, "You can see through my Dharma at a glance. You are indeed extraordinary, but don't think it's okay. It was your biggest mistake to defeat me and be my opponent.

As soon as the words fell, Meng Sheng suddenly flew into the air with a sharp sword, holding the sword high in his right hand, putting his left hand on his chest, and constantly reading the formula.

Looking at Meng Sheng in mid-air, although the latter seemed to be accumulating strong energy, he could not feel a trace of energy fluctuation, but this made him feel even more uneasy.

"This situation! Is it...?"

"What, the child wants to use that trick..."

"It's impossible to be so old."

Several elders looked at Taichung on one side, with surprise on their faces.

And some elderly disciples under the stage looked excitedly at the figure in mid-air, and their eyes were full of desire.

Huang Hui pulled down her tight skirt and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, what the hell is that? It won't be..."

"That's right, it won't be wrong. The power of Tiandao, the 'thundering secret', uses his own power to attract the power of heaven and earth. With the help of the power of the thunder, that guy can actually practice such moves. It's abominable. I thought that Xinmu could win." Yan Lang also looked anxious and replied softly.

Far from the high platform, Elder Tian Dan, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, looked at the Taoist illusion beside him and said eagerly, "It's too dangerous to make such a decision in this kind of competition."

"Don't worry, I will take action when necessary. I'd like to see how Shi Xinmu will deal with it now." Daohuan smiled softly and said that Daohuan naturally knew about Mu Chen's matter. He also looked forward to seeing how strong this high reward offender from the mainland was, how strong the Tiandao Temple had increased its combat effectiveness and the strength of the ancient magic spirit.

Meng Sheng's figure was reflected in his purple-gold pupils, but he found that the true soul power in Meng Sheng's body was spreading around. Although he was puzzled, he faintly felt an inexplicable danger.

"Heartwood, be careful." Huang Hui suddenly shouted loudly.

Mu Chen just smiled. The purple and golden magic gas suddenly separated from the purple and gold, wrapped around his right arm and began to collide with each other. The sound of "cracking" kept ringing on his arm, and the slight pain came from his arm, but it was not serious. He felt the terrible energy on his arm and looked satisfied.

In the blue sky, a silver lightning suddenly appeared, which hit directly on the sword. Meng Sheng's whole body shook and shook, but there was an ugly smile on his face.

The blade was full of horrible electric light. It flowed in the silk and suddenly cut it off, and cut it to Mu Chen with the shadow of the sword condensed by thunder. Mu Chen looked at the horrible energy from the air and took a deep breath. Unexpectedly, Meng Sheng could use such a powerful move.

The anger of the carrier's two ancient magics rushed into the air with one punch.

"Thunder Tips!"

"Ancient Magic Fist!"

Two roars fell, two strands of terrible energy hit one place, and the deafening loud noise echoed here, and the two attacks that were deadlocked in the air were constantly devouring and hitting each other.

Looking at the power in the air, even some elders did not feel that they swallowed their saliva, and even they could not use such a strong attack, but what surprised everyone more was Mu Chen's move. The 'thundering secret' was the supreme law of the heavenly Taoism. These elders knew the power of this law, and Mu Chen was just The second-class soul realm can actually use a move comparable to the thunder secret, which is really terrible.

Taoist illusion looked calm and sighed softly: "It is worthy of being the owner of the ancient magic spirit. This son is really extraordinary, and the future is boundless."

The ancient magic spirit and thunder in the air held each other for a long time. Finally, the huge thunder showed a tendency to retreat and soon disperse. The thunder is certainly the power of heaven and earth, but the ancient magic spirit is an ancient sacred object, which is naturally not comparable to ordinary thunder.

However, even so, the power of the ancient magic fist still lost most of it, and with violent power, he went straight to Mengsheng in the air. The latter looked at the oncoming attack in horror and finally showed fear, but the "thundering formula" just used has almost exhausted all the true qi, and there is no power to avoid, let alone French defense is just stunned in the air.

Some timid female disciples under the stage screamed in fear.

Just as the purple-gold gas was about to hit him, Meng Sheng saw a figure blocking in front of him, only hearing a loud noise and thick smoke rolled out of the air.

"That guy won't die like this." Yan Lang looked at the smoke in the air and couldn't help saying.

As soon as the breeze blew, the smoke and dust in the air slowly dissipated. Mu Chen also gasped slightly after using the ancient magic fist, but after entering the soul realm, using this trick will not have any negative impact on the body.

First of all, it was not Meng Sheng, but a slightly old figure. The old man stood in front of Meng Sheng in the air, with a faint anger on his face and said in a low voice, "Even if he wins, there is no need to kill him like this. They are all disciples of Tiandao Temple, and they are so wanton in front of the old man!"

Gaping for breath, he looked calmly at the Taoist real person in the air. Just now, he didn't feel the breath of the other party at all. Unexpectedly, he blocked his ancient magic fist so easily. He was worthy of being the head of Tiandao Temple.

"I'm really sorry that the disciple doesn't have the ability to control that energy freely. Even if he wants to stop, there is nothing he can do." Mu Chen's tone of voice also looked much more respectful in front of this illusion.

After listening to Taoism in the air, he nodded. Mu Chen's words were true. He could see that it was extremely difficult for Mu Chen to use the power of that move. It was indeed a little difficult to let go freely. Moreover, Meng Sheng, who used the "thunder-talking secret" behind him, had a must-killing heart.

"That's all." Dao Huan waved his hand and slowly fell down. He stood on the high platform. Meng Sheng, who stood there in the air, saw Dao Huan fall and quickly fell to the ground. He whispered in a low voice, "Thank you for saving my life."

Taoist illusion ignored Meng Sheng's behavior, but faced the disciples under the stage and said loudly, "Today's competition is wonderful. I have two new immortal talents."

Huang Hui's heart, which had been hanging under the stage, finally fell at this time. At this time, a beautiful woman came from behind her, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, slightly wrinkled her beautiful eyes, and whispered, "Isn't it just two smelly little ghosts? The qualifications are good, but they haven't been so proud."

When Huang Hui heard this voice, she quickly turned around and bowed her head and said, "Disciples are ignorant. They can't be compared with these two brothers on the stage. They will redouble their efforts when they go back."

After hearing this, the beautiful woman in the yellow robe showed a little anger on her face and said, "What are you ashamed of? How can the apprentice I choose be poorly qualified? Although I dare not say that I will cross the mainland, it is still easy to surpass the two little ghosts on the stage."

With that, the beautiful woman in the yellow robe put her head close to Huang Hui's ear and whispered, "The little ghost on the stage is called Mu Chen, right? Is he average-looking, qualified... It's okay, but I don't know what the future will be like.

"Master, how do you know his name..."

"How can I not know what the old man Daohuan can hide from your master and me?" The yellow-robed woman pinched her waist and raised her head and said, "Since the game is over, let's go back. Next time, I will let you play first."

After saying that, he took Huang Hui's hand and walked out.

Huang Hui subconsciously looked at Mu Chen on the high platform, and the latter also cast his eyes at this time. Then Huang Hui said to Yan Lang beside him, "Brother, I'll go first."