For monks in Zongzhou, it is rare to see three or four Yuan Ying ancestors in a year.
But now, dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators have gathered outside the Hero Arena. But now, all of them look bitter.
As soon as Fang Ling's words came out, these Nascent Soul cultivators all looked at each other, with strange expressions on their faces.
"Anyway, it's a knife to extend your head, and it's a knife to shrink your head. Let me go first!" A strong man who looked to be in his forties said loudly.
This strong man is tall, and if he carries a butcher knife, he will definitely be a butcher without makeup.
And just as he rushed towards the hero ring, someone shouted in shock: "Tengchong Pavilion, he is back!"
"Brothers, do you think this Tengchong Pavilion can handle the Ling Yijian below?" A Nascent Soul monk who looked familiar to the strong man said in a deep voice.
"Should be able to take it. Although Tengchong Pavilion is still in the middle stage of Yuanying, he got an ancient treasure a few years ago. I heard that this ancient treasure is very good at defense." A Yuanying ancestor who looked in his fifties muttered. After a moment, he affirmed.
The other Nascent Soul cultivators who had doubts at first had smiles on their faces.
Although Tengchong Pavilion was domineering and offended not one or two of them, they still hoped that Tengchong Pavilion could block a sword.
They did not pin their hopes of victory on Tengchong Pavilion, because they knew very well that it was simply impossible.
With Fang Ling¡¯s power of defeating ten people with one sword, these monks, who are in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, are just here to make up the numbers.
The number of heroes competing. Who makes them the champions of the hero competition? Others challenge the hero competition. They had to come up.
Their goal at the beginning. Maybe you still want to win.
After all, no one who can become the ancestor of Nascent Soul is arrogant, but as each of them can't even block Fang Ling's sword, they no longer have such thoughts.
That sword was so fast that their hearts trembled. They all believed that Fang Ling would be able to pass the first ninety challenges of the Hero Tournament.
In fact, now, they have only one goal. That was to break the myth that Fang Ling defeated the enemy with one sword.
Even if you lose all the time, you still have to lose with the second sword.
"Brother Jinhu, do you think there is hope for Tengchong Pavilion?" A deep voice sounded in Li Jinhu's ears at this moment.
Li Jinhu did not turn his head. He already knew who the person was before he came to him, otherwise he would not let the person approach him.
This is a tall man who looks like a tall tree. In his thirties, handsome appearance. Everywhere gives people an elegant and dusty feeling.
"Although Tengchong Pavilion is extraordinary, I don't think he can handle Fang Ling's sword!" Li Jinhu said in a deep voice without the slightest hesitation.
The man looked at Li Jinhu, who was motionless. There was a hint of jealousy in his eyes. Although he was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he knew it. No matter in terms of cultivation or status. They are all far different from Lee Kum Ho.
The two of them almost grew up together, although he has always been brilliant. But Li Jinhu, who had his foot in the world, was like a mountain, pressing tightly on his body, making him extremely uncomfortable.
"Brother Li, you are wrong this time!"
The man waved his hand, and a black jade fan appeared in his hand. As he fanned it, he became more and more outstanding.
"Although the Tengchong Pavilion majors in earth-based techniques, which are the most defensive, he unexpectedly obtained a seven-forged tower in the past few years. This seven-forged tower is not only a rare ancient treasure in the world, but it is also good at defense. It has endless magical uses in terms of attack and attack.¡±
"Twenty years ago, I once tried to reach out to him. With my giant spirit hammer, I attacked for a day and a night before I broke through the defense of his seven-forged tower."
When the man said this, he smiled softly and said: "Although Fang Ling looks very powerful, I don't believe that he can break the Seven Forging Tower with one sword."
Li Jinhu looked at the man who was very proud of himself, as if he was extremely excited because he had beaten him, and said calmly: "Look, it's about to begin."
The moment Tengchong Pavilion flew down, he cupped his fists towards Fang Ling and said, "I'm in Tengchong Pavilion. I'd like to pay my respects to fellow Taoist Fang."
Fang Ling looked at Tengchong Pavilion who looked polite and polite, and also smiled and said: "Tengchong Pavilion is friendly!"
"Fellow Daoist Fang, I know that I am no match for Daoist Fang. I have no choice but to fight against you this time. I ask you to be merciful."
While speaking, Tengchong Pavilion clasped his fists again: "Fellow Daoist Fang, I have an ancient?, it¡¯s called the Seven Forging Tower. As long as fellow Taoists can break through the defense of this treasure, I will admit defeat. "
The more humble Tengchong Pavilion is, the more Fang Ling dare not underestimate this person. Fang Ling suddenly remembered a funny saying: Whoever God wants to perish must first make him crazy. Those who are low-key are actually more powerful people. The magic power of this Tengchong Pavilion is stronger than those who have appeared before, even stronger than the red leopard.
He brought the Seven Forging Tower out to talk about the matter, and it was obvious that he was very confident in the Seven Forging Tower. He immediately smiled and said, "In that case, I'm going to take action."
"Fellow Taoist Fang, wait a minute. I just heard that Taoist Taoist Tu Hongbao said something when he was fighting with Tu Hongbao. As long as Taoist Tu Hongbao can catch the three swords of Taoist Tu Hongbao, Taoist Fang will admit defeat. I don't know if that is true or not?"
Fang Ling frowned, nodded and said, "Yes, I did say so to fellow Taoist Tu Hongbao."
"Fellow Daoist Fang, the difference in cultivation level between me and fellow Taoist Tu Hongbao is limited. I don't know if I can continue to fulfill the agreement of three moves with fellow Taoist Taoist Tu Hongbao like fellow Taoist Tu Hongbao did."
Looking at the peaceful Tengchong Pavilion, Fang Ling understood a little bit what this person wanted to do. He wanted to let himself jump into the circle and admit defeat.
Although Fang Ling is a proud person, he is not an arrogant fool without self-awareness. How could he jump into such an obvious trap?
At that moment, he smiled lightly and said: "What I just said was specifically directed at Taoist Tu Hongbao, because we have fought against each other before. As for you, Taoist, I think we should fight before we talk."
Fang Ling¡¯s words made Tengchong Pavilion¡¯s face suddenly look ugly. He did not expect that Fang Ling would not be fooled. This made his idea of ??defeating Fang Ling with three moves suddenly dim.
After all, Fang Ling was defeated. There is a big difference between taking three moves from Fang Ling. And this difference is for him, Tengchong Pavilion. That's a huge difference.
"In that case, please take action, fellow Taoist." As Tengchong Pavilion spoke, he slapped his palm on his Small Universe Bag, and a seven-story pagoda the size of a fist flew up from his Small Universe Bag. "
This pagoda is seven stories high, and the whole body looks like copper poured into iron. The moment the pagoda flew up, a breath of gold and iron enveloped the entire Tengchong Pavilion in this breath.
"Brother Jinhu, you have seen it. This iron curtain formed by the gathering of Gengjin energy is more difficult for people to pass through than a flying sword."
"There is only one way to break through the iron curtain formed by the gathering of Gengjin energy, and that is to break the Seven Forging Tower." The monk holding the ink jade fan pointed at the Seven Forging Tower, with a trace of emotion in his words. He said enviously: "This is really a good magic weapon."
Li Jinhu looked at the Seven Forging Tower, and a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes. Although his knowledge of the world in all directions made him rarely use magic weapons, he had to admit it. This Seven Forging Tower is really good.
It is probably impossible for Fang Ling to cut through the Seven Forging Tower with one sword.
But it can¡¯t be cut open, and there is no harm to Fang Ling. After all, he is fighting a hero challenge, not conquering the world with one sword.
At this moment, Fang Ling activated the magic formula. A sword slashed towards the Tengchong Pavilion. Fang Ling's sword was as fast as a startling rainbow. In an instant, he had already rushed to the front of Tengchong Pavilion.
This sword. It¡¯s so fast that it¡¯s a bit hard to accept!
Even Li Jinhu felt a cold light flash before his eyes when he saw this sword. Although he felt that he could take it, with his Shifang Tiandi Dao, he could slow down the sword.
But this is an earth-shattering sword after all.
With the slashing of the sword, Tengchong Pavilion, who was standing confidently under the Seven Forging Tower, turned ugly.
???????? Can my own Seven Forging Tower really be able to take this sword? He has great confidence in the Seven Forging Tower. Over the years, the Seven Forging Tower has saved his life several times. Without the Seven Forging Tower, he might have died many times earlier.
When he activated the Seven Forging Tower just now, he was still full of confidence, but now, he no longer has this confidence in his heart.
The sword light flickered, giving him no time to imagine. The sword light had already come to him with an unparalleled momentum!
The Seven Forging Pagoda that had been raised suddenly rushed up from the top of Tengchong Pavilion and rushed towards the sword light. It was obvious that this rare magic weapon also felt the threat to its owner.
Tengchong Pavilion was really surprised and happy that the ancient treasure could protect itself. Although he knew that the ancient treasure could protect its owner on its own, this was the first time he encountered this situation.
Could it be that Fang Ling's attack was really so tyrannical that it activated my consciousness of protecting the ancient treasure on its own?
Just when Tengchong Pavilion felt that this competition was worth it, a gloomy sword intent has enveloped his head.
This sword intention made him feel extremely uncomfortable, and this sword intention made his heart tremble a little.
How could this be possible? His Seventh Forging Tower had clearly come forward to meet him. How could this sword intent envelope his body?
This shouldn¡¯t be the case!
But under that cold sword intent, his consciousness no longer had any power to resist!
Not only did Tengchong Pavilion not think of it, but the man holding the ink jade fan also didn't think of it either.
Fang Ling¡¯s sword light obviously did not pass through the Seven Forging Tower, but Tengchong Pavilion still did not catch Fang Ling¡¯s sword. What on earth is going on?
"Although the pagoda in Tengchong Pavilion is very good, it is too slow!" Li Jinhu's indifferent voice rang in his ears at this moment.
"Could it be that the self-stimulating ancient treasure in Tengchong Pavilion failed to catch up with the sword light to intercept Fang Ling!" The man clapped his palm with the treasure fan and asked with a hint of disbelief in his words.
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