Supreme Tianyin

Chapter 173 Four Saints
Many warriors came to watch this competition for the fame of the warriors on the Tenglong list, but the result shocked everyone greatly. The warrior who was newly promoted to the Tenglong list was knocked away by his opponent with only one punch.

At that time, the boy wrapped in animal skin suffocated everyone.

Even Torrey was shocked.

"So strong! I'm afraid it's not inferior to most of the disciples of seventh-rank sects. How can such a person be unknown?"

The No. 71 martial artist in the first Tenglong list is a young man, and this newcomer is a heroic woman with short hair and a three-inch long dagger. Before the battle, no one would think that Chu Zhongtian can win .

Except Shi Rou and Lu Zhanhua.

Although Lu Zhanhua hated Chu Zhongtian, he had to admit that Chu Zhongtian was really strong.

"What a dark horse, the quota of 36 relics is getting bigger and bigger now." Torre was very serious.

"It's really strong. What the animal-skin boy understood just now should be the mystery of strength, at least the mystery of strength." Fang Litian recalled Chu Zhongtian's punch that wanted to break the sky just now, and he was still shocked.

"I really don't know how you people cultivate. You are younger than us, but your strength is higher than ours." Murong Yan said with a little jealousy from the side.

"That animal-skin boy looks about the same age as you, Brother Fang. He's only 17 years old now. If we're a few years from now, we'll be in trouble." Torre seemed to have just remembered this incident.

"Murong is right. How did you cultivate? Could it be that the younger you are, the stronger your comprehension."

Fang Litian smiled and said: "I can't compare to that animal skin boy. Others are already in the early stage of congealing alchemy, and I'm only in the late stage of Yuan Jujing."

"Don't you think you are not his opponent?" Torre teased.

"I didn't say that." Fang Litian smiled.

The next round of competition was the fifth round, Fang Litian remembered that Huangfu Qinglan was number [-], and Huangfu Qinglan would appear in this round of competition.

To estimate, Fang Litian had already arrived in front of the arena where Huangfu Qinglan was about to take part before the fourth round of competition was over.

Tuo Lei and Murong Yan followed Fang Litian, at first they didn't understand why Fang Litian came to this arena early, because the two fighters in this arena were still fighting, and their strength was only in the late Juyuan period, and they were both men, so there was nothing to see head.

But when Huangfu Qinglan appeared on the ring wearing a long white dress, Torre suddenly realized.

"Brother Fang, I want to ask you something, and you have to answer me seriously." Torre's eyes were serious.

"You speak first."

"I heard from Murong that you met the Holy Maiden Qinglan in the secret blood refinement realm and fought together. This time you came to the arena for the Holy Maiden Qinglan competition ahead of time. Do you want to pursue the Holy Maiden Qinglan?" Torre said in a tone very serious.

Fang Litian thought that Torrey asked again to open the old chapter and ask about his relationship with Huangfu Qinglan, but who knew it was such a question.

Surprised: "Why do you ask such a question?"

Torre said to himself: "If you want to pursue the Holy Maiden of Qinglan, I advise you to give up, it is impossible at all."

This aroused Fang Litian's curiosity, "How should I say it?"

"I don't know the specific reason, but one thing I can be sure of is that the suzerains of the Sifang Sacred Sect in the past did not allow marriage with men." Torre said in a deep voice, "You can ask Murong about this."

Murong Yan nodded, but did not speak.

"And every generation of saintesses is a candidate for the Holy Sect of the Quartet. Since the saintess of Qinglan is already a saint, she is destined to be the next generation's Ruyi suzerain. Your pursuit of the saintess of Qinglan is a waste of time."

Fang Litian was shocked, he didn't expect Sifang Shengzong to have such rules, and he couldn't help feeling irritated.

Then he thought of one more thing, and hurriedly said, "If it's a disciple of the sect, it's okay. I remember that Ouyang Wen seemed to care about the Holy Maiden Qinglan."

"You don't want to join the Sifang Sect, do you?" Torre gave Fang Litian a weird look, "With your talent, it is indeed possible to join the Sifang Sect, but you already have a sect, you know, Yuanling Continent You can worship the master, but you can't change to the sect, even if this kind of warrior is talented, he will be cast aside by everyone."

"I don't have that idea."

"That's good. You said that Ouyang Wen cares about the Holy Maiden of Qinglan. I've also heard about it, but in history, there is no precedent for the suzerain of the Sifang Shengzong to combine with the same sect in the sect. As for whether it is possible, I don't know."

Fang Litian nodded with a gloomy expression, Murong Yan looked at Fang Litian who had become depressed with a complicated expression, and pursed her lips.

Torre thought for a while and said: "Brother Fang, I just gave you some suggestions just now, and you still have to decide for yourself in the end, but I think these things can be put aside for the time being. first."

Fang Litian was startled, and put aside his thoughts, indeed, the threat from Lihuozong is the most important thing, and only after Lihuozong's matter is resolved, can he have time to do other things.

"You're right." Fang Litian said.

"Well, let's watch Qinglan's contest first."

Fang Litian looked up at Huangfu Qinglan's almost perfect profile. The soft morning sun shone on Huangfu Qinglan like a fairy.

If Huangfu Qinglan felt something, she turned her head to look at Fang Litian, with an attachment that Fang Litian could only understand in her eyes.

Fang Litian pursed his lips, and quietly clenched his fists underneath.

"It is said that the four saints of the Sifang Sect are all beautiful, the saint of Qinglan is cool and elegant, the saint of ice is beautiful, the saint of illusion is ever-changing and charming, and the saint of empty is cute and cute. Who can get one of them? The one who loves you is willing to live ten years less." One person looked up at Huangfu Qinglan bewilderedly, and muttered to himself.

"Don't talk about losing ten years of life, even 50 years, I am willing."

"The four saintesses seldom appear. This time, I have the opportunity to see the four saints at the same time. This trip is not in vain. The saintesses of Qinglan are so beautiful, I don't know what kind of faces the other three will have. "

"You don't know this. It is said that the four saints are not distinguished, but Qinglan's strength and appearance are all number one."

The audience was discussing softly, Huangfu Qinglan's opponent on the stage had already entered the field, and he was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

The boy blushed as soon as he came on stage, he didn't even dare to look at Huangfu Qinglan, but he didn't know what to say.

When the elder announced the start of the competition, the boy gave up directly and jumped off the ring in red.

The surrender this time is not as miserable as Lin Xi's surrender at the time. When others saw the young man admitting defeat, they just let out a good-hearted laugh. Everyone can see that the young man's mind is not stable when he sees Huangfu Qinglan. How could he still have the ability to fight? .

"Unfortunately, I thought I could see the Holy Maiden of Qinglan, but I haven't seen it since a year ago." When he left, Torre said regretfully.

"You didn't even know how you lost that time." Murong Yan said.

Torre blushed, "Who knew that Qinglan Saintess comprehended the profound meaning of the soul, and this is the first time I have seen the profound meaning of the soul." Torrey tried his best to defend himself, but Murong Yan would not listen to his explanation.

"To lose is to lose."

"Soul secrets?" Fang Litian was startled. When he saw Qinglan make a move in the blood refining secret realm, Fang Litian had never seen Qinglan use any special moves, only the withering secrets.

"By the way, blood refining beasts don't have souls, and soul secrets attack the souls of living beings. Facing blood refining beasts, it's no wonder that Qinglan suffers more than me in fighting. It's not that her strength is lower than mine, but that she has constraints." Thinking about it this way, she explained It worked.

"Now there are more than 200 contestants, and almost one-third of the competition has passed. There will be one more day tomorrow to enter the next round. In the afternoon, there will be more than a dozen contests among warriors on the Tenglong Ranking."

(End of this chapter)