Chapter 8 Letter from a seriously injured pharmacist

Blast!

Bai Lang's fists are as crystal clear as jade, and the glory flows, but they are as heavy as ten thousand, like a Mount Tai pressed up. The fist shadow turned into the size of a house and was amazingly powerful. The three earth walls were bombarded by the shadow of the fist, like snow and mud. In an instant, they collapsed and dispersed into a stream of light.

Yao Jiaxin flashed back repeatedly, and the sword was like running water, and the light and fog were hazy. Eight sword lights fell down at a very fast speed, and eight heavier earth walls condensed in front of him. His face was sweaty, and he didn't expect that Bai Lang would come up with a thunderbolt and had no power to fight back at all.

This punch is not the swordsmanship, but the release of pure power. With the mysterious Taoist mind method, it is powerful and amazing. Bai Lang is moistened by the color gas of the medicine elixir all the time. The meat shell is extremely strong, and the body is simply comparable to a magic weapon, containing the power as the sea. Once released today, the divine power is majestic Now, it is not a magic weapon, but more than a magic weapon. This is the strength of the medicine elixir body.

"Boom!"

The huge fist is like a broken bamboo, destroying everything, like a meteor falling, which is unstoppable. The eight earthen walls burst into bright light, crackling, and the shaved and painful wind swept around. Yao Jiaxin's face changed greatly, and he saw the fist shaking, and the invisible strength rippled away like a water wave. The eight earth walls burst and dissipated.

He snorted and flew backwards. The fist was too fast. Although it was almost bombarded on his body, the endless compressed airflow suddenly broke out, making his limbs and bones hurt so much that he lost consciousness.

Bai Lang's eyes flashed and gave him no chance at all. He snorted coldly and turned his fist into claws. The golden light was shining, a little faster than lightning. He grabbed the fairy sword with his golden finger flickering. With a clump, the Yao Jiaxin's face turned white, and the fairy sword took off his hand.

Bai Lang stepped forward, like a shadow, and the Guanghua Road was like running water, covering the two people. Others could not see anything abnormal at all. He grabbed the fairy sword and calmly made the inner lion seal. The vast Buddha's true power gushed out. With a click of his fingers, the earthy best fairy sword was vigorously smashed and scattered on the ground.

All this, like electric light and shadow, happened in a very short time. It was brilliant and dazzling, and the fog almost permeated the whole ring. The disciples with slightly lower cultivation did not see what had happened clearly at all, but felt dazzling and dazzling.

"Bum!"

After Bai Lang smashed the fairy sword, he drumned vigorously and shocked the medicine letter. Then he retreated calmly and fell on the ring, with his eyes flowing and indifferent.

The light dissipated, the smoke dissipated, and everything bloomed like fireworks. After a moment of brilliance, it fell into peace.

On the ground, the fairy sword was broken and the light was dim, becoming a waste product. The medicine family letter was as pale as paper. He struggled for a long time before he got up with difficulty.

"What are you doing? It's a flagrant violation of the rules!" An elder stood up and shouted at Bai Lang angrily, with his hair full of hair.

Bai Lang had known that someone would take advantage of it. He said lightly, "I didn't seriously injure him. How can I violate the rules of the door!"

Everyone was stunned and looked back. Although Yao Jiaxin was hit hard, it was not a big problem. An elder flashed to visit him for a long time, his face changed, and he retreated silently. Although Bai Lang shook it away just now, his grasp of it was so wonderful that it did not really hurt the body.

"What if you do it so hard to destroy your opponent's magic weapon!" Another elder of Xiao Ming's faction came forward in a dilemma.

"Well, Bai Lang failed to break his magic weapon. Although it is not appropriate, it is also fair when the fight is critical. At this time, he will give up. As for the destroyed fairy sword, after the test, I will have my own compensation!"

Li Changfeng patted the table and shouted that he was the suzerain. Now that he had said so, it was difficult for everyone to refute again, so they had to be speechless.

Yao Jiaxin stood on the spot, and his face was changeable and resentful. This is the magic weapon he has sacrificed for a long time, which happens to be consistent with the skill attributes he has practiced. Today, it has been destroyed. Even if he changes another handle, he can't be instructed by his arm at all. It is estimated that the ten layers of strength can only be exerted eight layers. The subsequent competition is extremely fierce. My own defeat is already predictable.

Thinking of this, he cast a resentful look at Bai Lang. Bai Lang felt the hatred behind him, frowned slightly, sighed, and slowly left.

There was almost no suspense in the later game. Bai Lang was so powerful that no one could stop him. He occasionally met his own faction and would release water and make a draw. I don't know whether it was a coincidence or intentional, Bai Lang has never met Xiao Baiyu.

The 12th scene.

Bai Lang still wore a green shirt and stood with a smile. This time he was confronted by Song Weifeng, and neither of them had any pressure. Song Weifeng also performed very well this time. At present, his total score ranks seventh. As long as there is no accident, he can advance to the top ten.

"Brother Song, please!" Bai Lang smiled.

Song Weifeng smiled faintly, his hands were shining, and his sword was spread. After all, he was on the ring, and he still had to do something on the surface. It was better to say that it was a test, but it was better to say that Bai Lang gave Song Weifeng a sword.

Although Bai Lang's entry time is short, he practiced the secret of killing the sky, and there are many strange things in his understanding of Jianyi. His sword light is vertical and horizontal, waving like a fairy in the dust, and his sharpness is restrained. He fought against Song Weifeng for half an hour and evolved the Taiqing imperial swordsmanship. All the disciples under the stage were intoxicated and only felt that the sword light was moved. Everywhere has a mysterious charm, like a piece of flowers, which is wonderful and unspeakable. Song Weifeng has benefited a lot from the stage and has many insights.

"Keng!"

The sword in the sky flowed back like a long waterfall, and was suddenly put into the three-foot clear front. Bai Lang led him back a foot, saluted Song Weifeng, and then shouted, "I admit defeat!"

The elder who presided over the ring here was stunned for a long time. Knowing that Bai Lang released the water, he had no choice but to nod and announce Song Weifeng's victory. Song Weifeng scored two more points in this game, basically in the top ten.

Four days later, more than a dozen games have passed in a hurry. Bai Lang met the disciples of Xiao Ming's faction several times, but his men were not ambiguous. They either destroyed their magic weapons or sealed their bodies and blocked part of the true qi circulation. Those disciples only felt that their true qi did not seem to be as smooth as in the past, but they did not know that it was Bai Lang's hands and feet. Even if they knew, There is no evidence. After all, there are not a few people who compare with it.

What's more, this sealing technique is not long, and it will automatically disperse in a day or two, and there is no trace to be found.

In the last game, Bai Lang finally met Xiao Baiyu, the person with the highest total score in this competition.

Although the last game has not been determined, the general results have come out. Xiao Baiyu, with the peak strength of the ten-story sword tower, unexpectedly defeated two disciples with the strength of the twelve-story sword tower. The strength is superior and won the first in total score, followed by two disciples of the twelve-layer realm. The scores are extremely similar, followed by Bai Lang, because Bai Lang's total score was not very high for several disciples in his own family.

"Dangdang!"

The loud bell sounded, and the martial arts field suddenly calmed down. More people than usual gathered under the ring where Xiao Baiyu was. Xiao Baiyu was the favorite to win the championship, and everyone paid the most attention to it.

"Brother Xiao is extraordinary in strength and invincible. I think this time is no exception!"

"The sword formula he practiced is not all in the sword tower, but by coincidence when he went out to carry out the mission. The power is infinite, and ordinary people are not opponents at all!" A senior disciple revealed that he was also extremely optimistic about Xiao Baiyu.

Everyone was awe-inspiring and said, "No wonder, I just don't know the name of Brother Xiao's practiced sword formula?"

"Hey, this is a secret. How can you tell him casually!" The man shook his head with an unfathomable look.

"Cut, it's Brother Bai Lang who confronts him today. Everyone can see the strength of Brother Bai Lang. It's not certain who will win or lose today!" There are also disciples who are not used to Xiao Baiyu's school.

"Brother Bai is a dark horse, and he may not lose to Xiao Baiyu. Zhou Guang is a precedent!"

Everyone is hustwirl, constantly arguing below, sticking to each other's words, and they don't give in.