boom!
In a blink of an eye, these white horses fell madly down like lightning, involuntarily drawn to Tu Lang who was surrounded by blue light.
The violent roar continued, Tu Lang came to a halt and was abruptly blocked in place, as if he could no longer make any further progress.
However, under the horrified gaze of everyone, he launched a counterattack in an amazing way, making everyone dumbfounded!
I saw him dancing frantically with his blue light-wound arms, carrying the huge power that tears through the void, and he continued to blow, like two giant beasts' claws, shattering the white horses that hit him.
Hiss!
Whoosh whoosh... boom!
The ear-piercing screams kept giving, the former came from the training of white horses, while the latter came from Tu Lang's fierce counterattack.
Under the horrified gaze of everyone, Tu Lang's offensive continued to increase, his arms danced faster and faster, and he started to step forward and forcibly stepped over under the strong pressure of Baisong.
"Tu Mou has cultivated hard for twenty years, just to wait for this day, to prove in front of everyone that your Bai family is just a trick, after all, there is no real strength!"
Tu Lang's face was extremely ferocious, like a mad beast, his arms danced so that he could not see the original outline, as if they had become two blue sharp blades, breaking through the barriers of white horses all the way, and striding towards the white rice. Step forward.
"Damn it! Unreasonable!"
Baisong gritted his teeth and his face became very ugly.
This is already a method he is proud of. If he can't stop the opponent's momentum, the situation is really not optimistic.
"Hahahaha! Baisong, accept this fiasco!" Tu Lang laughed wildly, his eyes showed a madness, as if he had seen the other party being blown away by him in one fell swoop.
"You should be thankful that this is in the arena of Zongmen Huiwu, otherwise I will bring you more than just a fiasco!"
Accompanied by the crazy roar, Tu Lang's footsteps are getting faster and faster. With such a dense and violent shot, his spiritual power seems to have no signs of attenuation at all, but his aura is even more amazing!
"Hi! What a terrible strength!"
"Tu Lang's cultivation base is really too strong!"
"His strength is not much worse than Difeng!"
"In this match, Baisong will definitely be defeated!"
Many disciples who watched the game looked solemn and talked, speculating about the outcome after a moment.
Even the few inner disciples in front of the ring were solemn and uneasy.
After all, such a method is something they can't easily bear.
"Look, Baisong is going to lose!"
"Hi! He has fallen into the wind, obviously suppressed by Tu Lang!"
"Hehe, this competition is about to end. Tu Lang has won three games in a row before, but all his efforts are vanishing with this defeat!"
Several inner disciples shook their heads and sighed, looking helpless.
What if you win three games in a row, this one won't survive, it still doesn't.
But even if you can survive this one by chance, there will be six hard battles behind, and with the consumption of spiritual power, the hope of gaining is getting less and less. If you want to pass, how easy is it?
Everyone shook their heads and sighed. Seeing that Baisong had already shown signs of not supporting, they were about to lose to Tu Lang's hands.
However, just when everyone thought there was no suspense in this competition, one person had his eyes flashing, frowned slightly, and shook his head!
This person is Jiang Tian, and he has been watching this competition from beginning to end. He has been calm before, but now he is slightly moved!
Because he saw something hidden in the tragic situation, and more clearly felt that everyone had never felt a subtle aura!
"Tu Lang seems to have the upper hand, but in fact it is the end of the force. If this wave of attacks cannot be won, he will be defeated in an instant! But looking at him now, I am afraid..."
Jiang Tian shook his head and sighed, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.
Originally, Tu Lang suffocated enough energy to snow the family shame of 20 years, but now it seems that this energy is still slightly insufficient!
"Huh! What does an outer disciple know?"
"Haha, the mere Chongyang Realm, don't talk too much here!"
"Tu Lang has the advantage, there are other possibilities in this competition?"
"Hmph! Open your eyes and see, if Baisong can turn around, I will screw off his head and kick it for you!"
Several inner disciples were disdainful when they heard this, and they coldly scolded Jiang Tian.
It's ridiculous that a low-powered outer disciple dared to point fingers at the inner genius' contest!
He was afraid that he would not even be able to make the shots of both parties really, nor could he appreciate the spiritual power of the Profound Realm genius. What qualifications did he have to point out here?
Why does he judge the victory or defeat of this competition?
In particular, the current situation is firmly in the hands of Tu Lang. Could it be possible that Baisong, who can even use the bloodline vision, can use any other trick?
What a joke!
If he can make a comeback in this situation, that would be too exaggerated, right?
"Huh! The little outsider, I still want to show off my eyesight here, don't you know that I just exposed my ignorance!"
"There is such a idiot in the world. He knows the results before him, but he has to make a different guess. I'm afraid that the drunkard doesn't mean to drink, but just wants to win everyone's attention?"
"Hehe, everyone calm down, don't you know that he is the outer genius who lighted the Xuanyang monument and created a miracle in the history of the sect?"
"What... he is Jiang Tian?"
Everyone frowned upon hearing this, and looked at Jiang Tian with different expressions for a while.
Some people have doubts, some have strange eyes, but almost everyone has disdain, and there is a certain contempt in their eyes.
"Huh! I said how dare a foreigner speak so arrogantly, it turned out to be this person!"
"No wonder! They are the geniuses who lighted the Xuanyang stele. It is said that they were scrambled by several peak owners at that time!"
"Hehe, Jiang Datian's vision is really unique. I don't know what the elder Zongmen would think if he knew his judgment on this competition?"
"Then you need to talk about it? Of course...hehe, sneer!"
"Hahahaha! Well said!"
The weird atmosphere spread quickly, and everyone burst into laughter, mocking Jiang Tian.
"Hahahaha, great genius Jiang, although I don't know how your luck lit the sleeping Xuanyang monument, but I can tell you that this competition is definitely Tu Lang's victory!"
"Yes! Although Baisong is not bad in strength, he doesn't have the slightest advantage in front of Tu Lang, and he is clearly at a disadvantage right now. There is no suspense at the result of the competition!"
"Haha! I really don't know which eye you can see that Baisong can come back?"
