Chapter 87: ninety one

Chapter 87, Chapter 91: End (recommendation)
The battle between the two generations of Tianjiao in Xiling seemed so overwhelming that no one had expected, but the fight with just one blow still made everyone fascinated.
Perhaps for those mortal realm martial artists who have little vision, the two of them just performed a trick each, but for those warriors who have been immersed in the mortal realm for more than ten years, the fighting skills displayed by the two tianjiao are very similar to them. The gap is desperately huge.
Mishen's use of Aoki's true energy has undoubtedly reached its peak. The hundreds of warriors present in the Mortal Transformation realm asked themselves whether they would be able to take that one Thousand Blue Python Killing Punch unharmed, the answer is Obvious.
For most warriors in the Transcendence Realm, it is possible that the best player in the hole can block Young Master Shen's casual blow, and Tang Luo, a fourteen-year-old boy, actually made a single blow and did not lose the wind. The three views of the martial artist who watched the battle were subverted.
Faced with Tang Luo's invitation to a decisive battle, Young Master Shen took the initiative to retreat, which was very disappointing.
After all, in the eyes of most people, they don't care how full your Mishen's inner drama is and how thoughtful you are. They only see that the Tianjiao of your Mijia face the provocation of the Tangjia Tianjiao.
Therefore, as Luan disappeared into the sky and the children of Mi clan exited silently, this Jiang Lin engagement had officially ended.
"Tianjiao, Tang Luo!" The first victory cry with enthusiasm erupted from the phalanx of Tang's children.
What followed was a riot in the atmosphere, and everyone screamed Tang Luo's name frantically.
"Tang Luo, Tang Luo!"
"Tianjiao, Tianjiao!"
On the ground and on the tree, tens of thousands of warriors shouted a person's name in unison. Even if ten years passed, someone would still remember this scene.
Fourteen-year-old Tianjiao stepped forward and forced his 25-year-old son Shen back.
On a big tree in the far east, stood three people in strange costumes, two large and one small.
They wore a hat cloak and wrapped their bodies tightly, and the three of them took up the entire tree, in sharp contrast with the people standing full of the surrounding trees.
As for why there were only three of them on this tree, it was because one of the tall cloaked people stood in the void.
Standing in the air is an important sign of a fierce state. Who would dare to ride with the fierce state, so this big tree with excellent vision was actually occupied by three people.
"Brother is so majestic!" The man in the short cloak reached out his hand and grabbed the man in the cloak standing beside him, emotionally.
The cloak man on the side stretched out a snow-white slender hand, patted the back of the little cloak man and said: "Xing'er will be so prestigious in the future, Ma Ma believes in you."
"Yeah!" The little cloak man nodded vigorously, looking at Tang Luo in Jiang Lin with envy.
The cloak woman turned her head to look at the cloak man standing in the void, and said proudly: "When you were as old as Luo Er, were you so powerful?"
The voice of the man in the cloak standing in the void was particularly low and said: "No."
These three people are Tang Sen Xu Shuhui and Tang Xing.
Tang Luo's first engagement was against the predecessor Tianjiao, how could his family not be there.
It's just that the identity of the first seat in Wutang is very sensitive after all, so Xu Shuhui dressed all three of them like this. Although it is still eye-catching, it will not cause riots.
Seeing his son standing in Jianglin enjoying the cheers of everyone, Xu Shuhui's pride was almost full.
Wu Shengshan Buxiao’s words made her son the laughingstock of Xiling people. She was so afraid that her good son would be devastated, but the facts proved that Tianjiao is Tianjiao. Even if he is buried in the mud for a while, he will bloom and belong to him someday. Light.
Tang Luo stood in the middle of Jiang Lin, all in a strong costume, hunted and hunted by the wind. He looked at Mi Shen, who had voluntarily retreated, with a smile in his eyes.
It is undoubtedly a particularly cost-effective thing for him to be able to defeat a soldier without a fight. It doesn't matter how much spiritual power is spent in other fights, and he is no different from cutting flesh.
After finally accumulating 3659.4 spiritual power, just one shot of martial arts is 150 points less.
If you really fight with Mishen, the victory is sure to win, but the expenditure of spiritual energy may reach two thousand points, which makes Tang Luo bear it.
Therefore, it is undoubtedly the best result to be able to force the Mistakes back.
And dare to speak directly about life-and-death duel rather than the greatest reliance on learning, of course it is not my own spiritual power, after all, the other party has a Yuxie Luan, who is really frantic, who can stop it.
But on the way, he accidentally found a few strangely dressed people on a big tree to the east. The numbers on the top of his head were exactly the same as the three Tang Sen. You said it was a coincidence.
So, just hit it, there are people behind Lao Tzu, Tang Luo thought very bachelor.
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Chengxi Star Court
After Tu Tong's death, the owner chose another seat for the pavilion, who was also a powerhouse who turned the pinnacle of the world.
But this time, Huaji seemed to have lost the enthusiasm for active friendship. Although he still respectfully salutes every time he meets, the desire to have a good relationship with the other party seems to pass away with Tu Tong's death.
The Xingchen Pavilion opens every morning and closes the pavilion after choosing nine warriors.
And Hua Ji’s work ended after the nine warriors left. It’s just that he had to carefully clean the training room in the past. You should know that there are 72 training rooms in Xingchen Pavilion, and only nine are in use now. The next sixty-three rooms are vacant.
The vacant rooms need to be cleaned more diligently, so Huaji seems to be particularly busy, so that he has not returned to the house once for six months.
But today, it was the first time he took the initiative to leave the pavilion and return home after he became the shopkeeper, which made him hesitate.
I haven't seen it for half a year, whether Xing Yu will blame herself, the originally determined young man was afraid of no reason.
After Tang Sen was promoted to the first seat of Wutang, Chang Fu was transferred to Wutang to help him take care of some trivial and complicated things, and Tang Mansion's affairs were handed over to the other old stewards.
Because Huaji was already in charge of Tang Luo Industry, he was no longer a subordinate of Tang Mansion, and naturally lost the right to enter and leave Tang Mansion freely.
Chang Le is responsible for the concierge and front yard.
"Shopkeeper Hua, how come back today?" The young Chang Le handed over to Huaji. He had a good impression of Huaji, the young shopkeeper who was suddenly promoted, so he was extraordinarily polite.
"It's always polite, I'm here to find Xingyu." Huaji replied, embarrassed.
Chang Le shook his head, took out a wooden sign from his arms and handed it to him: "The shopkeepers in the mansion are all familiar with it, so I won't take it."
"Thank you for taking care of things." Huaji took the wooden sign with both hands and said gratefully.
Walking in the familiar courtyard, Hua Ji suddenly felt an unreal feeling. He walked through the front yard, bypassed the atrium, and was about to come to the area where the people were down. Hua Ji was suddenly a little scared.
I have not returned to Tang Mansion for half a year.
Hua Ji took a deep breath, walked to the handmaid's room, and knocked on the door.
"Here." A female voice, as clear as a oriole, rang in the room.
The door opened, and it was Xing Yu who looked at the strange and familiar person in front of him, and they were taken aback.
A fifteen or six-year-old girl leaned behind the door, and since she saw Hua Ji, she hid timidly, even the cute little face was unnaturally stiff.
It seemed that she was not her lover, but a villain.
Huaji couldn't believe it. How could that cute and lively girl become such a stranger after half a year? He trembled: "Xiao Yu, I am Brother Aji, don't you know me."
He stepped forward, trying to grab Xing Yu's hand on the door frame.
The little girl looked at Huaji's movements, like a frightened deer, and quickly stepped back, pulling away from Huaji.
"How could this happen, how could this happen." In an unconscious whisper, Huaji's eyes were full of misery.
The outstretched hand froze in the void like this, and he only felt that a dagger was inserted in his heart and stirred, and the pain that could not even breathe made him stunned.
(End of this chapter)