Chapter 1091: The mayfly shakes the tree and does not know what to do!

"According to the rules of the Sect General Assembly, the Bi Tao Martial Academy sends core disciples to challenge, then my Ziyan Sect will also send core disciples to challenge."
Zu Tiangang squinted his eyes and looked at Fang Bai a few times. He saw that this talented disciple of the Bellagio Martial Arts Academy was not simple. Guessed that his true combat power should exceed his realm and cultivation level, so he thought about it for a moment and turned his eyes to A disciple of the Purple Flame Sect below the stone platform said solemnly: "Tie Zheng, it is up to you to represent our Purple Flame Sect to fight this disciple of the Bi Tao Wu Yuan! Remember, this is a battle that will determine victory or defeat. Don't you shame us Purple Flame Sect!"
In the martial arts session of the sect conference, the major sects usually send nine disciples to fight, and the final victory is considered to be the victory of five rounds.
The decision to win or lose in the first battle is also allowed by the Zongmen General Assembly, but without great confidence, few Zongmen dare to take this risk.
After all, once you lose the competition, your ranking will drop, and the training resources that can be allocated in the next five years will decrease accordingly.
The core disciple is fair to the core disciple, but in reality it is unfair.
The Purple Flame Sect is a third-rank sect, and the core disciple’s cultivation base is a barren-level high-level, while the Bitao Martial Academy is only a fourth-rank sect, and the core disciple is only a heaven-level high-level cultivation base. Repair for.
And the gap between the cultivation level of the last big realm, reflected in the strength, is the difference between the world.
Under normal circumstances, a barren-level high-level warrior can easily defeat ten sky-level high-level warriors.
In the eyes of the major sect disciples at the scene, even if Fang Bai had hidden some strength, there was no chance of winning against Tie Zheng, whose cultivation base exceeded his realm.
After Zu Tiangang learned that Fang Bai was a genius disciple who had never met in the Bitao Martial Arts Academy for thousands of years, and was favored by Bai Fang, a middle-grade alchemist and refiner, he had already given birth to a bit of killing intent. At this moment, Fang Bai was repeatedly exposed Provoked, finally moved real anger, decided to strangle this kid with infinite potential in the cradle at all costs.
As for whether Bai would retaliate against Ziyanzong and whether the Xuannvmen decided to marry the Bi Tao Wuyuan, Zu Tiangang no longer thinks about it.
A figure leaped high from the stone platform, and fell silently on the stone platform, facing Fang Baimian. It was Tie Zheng, the core disciple of the Ziyan School named by Zu Tiangang.
"Tie Zheng, the core disciple of the Purple Flame Sect, come to challenge!"
After Tie Zheng landed, he clasped his fists and said to Fang Bai.
Tie Zheng was about forty years old, he was not tall, his skin was slightly darker, his eyes were clear and energetic, and his body revealed a sturdy breath.
The disciples of the Purple Flame Sect who know Tie Zheng know that he is a cruel character who kills without blinking. Under the clothes, there are pieces of muscles that are high and uplifted, like steel. Every muscle contains let The strength of people's palpitations, and the strength of warriors equal to him, did not confront him head-on.
When Tie Zheng spoke, he was looking at Fang Bai, his eyes full of contempt for the weak, as if confronting Fang Bai with him, it was an insult to him.
Tie Zheng is a wise man, knowing that the suzerain’s name is not just to defeat Fang Bai. If he accidentally
misses
to kill Fang Bai in the duel, the suzerain will be very happy.
"Elder Ge, don't be impulsive, please go back and sit on the stone chair for now."
Fang Bai ignored Tie Zheng, pointed to Zu Tiangang's seat, smiled and said to Ge Feng who was standing in front of him: "That position will soon belong to our Bitao Martial Arts Academy."
"Fang Bai, you...you are so doing it yourself..."
Ge Feng really calmed down when he heard Fang Bai say this. He thought that instead of accompany Fang Bai to death, it would be better to keep this useful body and lead several other Bi Tao Wu Yuan disciples to find a chance. See you again Tie Zheng came on stage, knowing that he could not stop the two duel, he couldn't help but sighed, and sat back in his stone chair with a sad expression on his face.
From Tie Zheng's body, Ge Feng sensed the turbulent murderous intent. Knowing this battle, Fang Bai was fierce, and closed his eyes not to look at it.
"Fang Bai, take it! If you don't take it again, I'm afraid you will never have a chance!"
Tie Zheng, who was ignored by Fang Bai, was a little angry, his fists tightened, and there was a loud noise.
"Do you want to die or live?"
Fang Bai glanced at Tie Zheng and asked lazily.
Tie Zheng was stunned, and smiled instead of anger, "You really are crazy! Only a madman can say this!"
"If you want to live, you just roll off! If you want to die, I will fulfill you!"
Fang Bai said to himself.
Fang Bai’s purpose is to pull the Purple Flame Sect from the position of the overlord of the Thousand Lakes Kingdom and help the Bi Tao Wu Yuan up. He doesn’t want to kill a lot, but if there is someone who doesn’t open his eyes, kill a few Liwei. No problem.
"It's a miracle that an arrogant kid like you can live till now!"
Tie Zheng laughed and walked towards Fang Bai. With every step he took, his breath rose by one point, and his vigorous true essence quickly gathered at the end of his right fist.
"But when you meet me, this miracle will end! You, go to hell!"
The three words "Go to hell" suddenly burst from Tie Zheng's mouth, and the sound wave contains the power of true essence, like a thunderstorm, which shook the eardrums of many warriors under the stone platform, and gave a burst of spirit. Trance.
With that violent drink, Tie Zheng's figure suddenly accelerated, like a cannonball out of a chamber, rushing to Fang Bai with the force of thunderbolt, and then his right fist blasted out with the force of the impact.
With this punch, Tie Zheng didn't show mercy, and wanted to kill him with one blow.
This punch broke through the air and cracked the air. The speed of the punch was surprisingly fast. It made a slight sonic boom. It touched Fang Bai’s chest in an instant. The next moment it would rush into Fang Bai’s body, then burst out and shattered Fang. The internal organs in the white body.
Many warriors are sighing with emotion that this martial arts genius who has not been born in the Bi Tao Academy for thousands of years is about to fall.
Even Liu Qingqing, who had always been extremely confident in Fang Bai, suddenly closed his eyes at the moment when Tie Zheng's fist touched Fang Bai's shirt, a bit of fear grew in his heart.
On the side of Xuannvmen, neither Han Xingyu on the stone platform nor Zhuge Lian under the stone platform were worried for Fang Bai. They widened their eyes and wanted to see how Fang Bai countered Tie Zheng, and at the same time they felt Tie Zheng in their hearts. Silence.
The wild-level high-level powerhouse attacked the universe-level beginner-level powerhouse, and Tie Zheng was not only looking for abuse, but also for death.
"The mayfly shakes the tree, and it's not at your own discretion!"
Zhuge Lian's eyes were shining with excitement, watching Tie Zheng, who was advancing at high speed, had already foreseen his fall, and muttered.
Tie Zheng’s fist seemed to have encountered an invisible barrier when it hit to an inch from Fang Bai’s chest skin.
Nothing can go forward anymore.
Even his body seemed to be trapped in a thick mud, and his limbs were greatly restrained and restricted.
Tie Zheng suddenly raised his head and looked at the mocking smile from the corners of Fang Bai's mouth. An unpleasant feeling enveloped Tie Zheng's heart.