Supreme Tianyin

Chapter 190
Xiao Mu sneered, "I'm too lazy to argue with you. A sect that hasn't even won the number of relics is still a top seventh-rank sect. I think your Lieyang Sect will simply be demoted to an eighth-rank sect. "

Yu Yijian's face turned cold, and then he said disdainfully: "Yes, it is true that my Lieyang Sect has not won the spot for the relics, but your Ruthless Sect has not won a spot until now, right? Don't tell me that Hong Xiaowei will lose Fang Litian, if you Hong Xiaowei lost, so what should you do? Do you dare to downgrade yourself to an eighth-rank sect? Haha."

"You!" Xiao Mu's face froze slightly, he really wanted to blurt out what he dared to say, but Fang Litian's name had been heard several times in recent days even with his identity, so he really didn't dare to say it casually.

Xiao Mu kept silent with a cold face, not bothering to argue.

"My Lieyang Sect doesn't have a quota for relics, so how could your Wuqing Sect get a quota for relics." Yu Yijian stared at Fang Litian on the ring, thinking.

On the ring, Fang Litian and Hong Xiaowei stood opposite each other.

Hong Xiaowei is about 22 or [-] years old, has a Chinese character face, and is nearly two meters tall, a full head taller than Fang Litian.

Hong Xiaowei slightly lowered his head and looked down at Fang Litian, with an inexplicable meaning hanging from the corner of his mouth, "Fang Litian, right? Your name has already made my ears callous." As he said, Hong Xiaowei was still digging his own ears.

Hong Xiaowei's tone contained disdain and hostility, Fang Litian smiled lightly and said, "Then your ears are really delicate."

Hong Xiaowei didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in Fang Litian's mouth, and said to himself: "My name is Hong Xiaowei, a member of the Wuqing Sect of the seventh-rank sect, remember this name, because I will be the one who defeats you."

"No matter how famous you were before, and how you killed that trash Lin Nan, with me, you are doomed to become a loser." Hong Xiaowei ranked higher than Lin Nan on the Tenglong list, calling Lin Nan a trash , seems to be reasonable.

"I never remember the names of my defeated opponents." Fang Litian said seriously.

"Sharp teeth." Hong Xiaowei shook his head disdainfully, "Don't think that if you kill Lin Nan, you can ignore everyone. There are many people who are stronger than Lin Nan, and others will regard you as an opponent. In the eyes of us Here, you're nothing more than a clown."

The us that Hong Xiaowei refers to naturally refers to the younger generation who are as powerful as him, such as Ouyang Wen, such as Zhou Taoyong.

"When did I say I ignored you?" Fang Litian said in surprise, "I didn't take you seriously at all, okay?"

"Also, after talking so much, are you going to beat me with your mouth?"

Fang Litian showed an aggrieved look.

The Yuanli shield protected the arena without blocking the sound, and the conversation between the two was not deliberately lowered, so as long as the Yuanli was injected into the ears, the conversation between the two could be heard clearly.

Fang Litian's sentence "You plan to defeat me with your mouth" immediately made many warriors present laugh.

After laughing, Fang Litian's supporters couldn't help but feel a little worried. Although Fang Litian's opponents were strong, they were not top-notch. Although Fang Litian defeated his opponents one by one, it showed Fang Litian's strong strength, and many people thought that Fang Litian Have the strength to compete for the top twelve.

But when Fang Litian really faced off against No.12 Hong Xiaowei on the Tenglong Ranking this time, some people inevitably began to worry about Fang Litian. After all, Hong Xiaowei is a veritable strongman and a disciple of the top seventh-rank sect.

Looking at the arena, Torre couldn't help feeling a little worried. He didn't expect that Fang Litian would become rivals with Hong Xiaowei. With Hong Xiaowei's strength, even he was not sure of victory.

"Murong, do you think Brother Fang has a [-]% chance of winning?" In the past, Torre might have said that Fang Litian would definitely lose, but after a series of events, Torre also had a new understanding of Fang Litian.

The corners of Murong Yan's mouth curled up slightly, "Hong Xiaowei will be defeated!"

Tuo Lei was slightly startled, and quickly said: "Murong, don't you know Hong Xiaowei's strength, not to mention other things, just because he can be ranked [-]th in the Tenglong list, he is not easy to be with."

Murong Yan glanced at Torre, and said angrily: "You will know after the competition, I am too lazy to tell you."

Torre chuckled and rolled his eyes, "Murong, tell me the truth, do you know all the hole cards of Brother Fang?"

"No comment." Murong Yan snorted softly.

Torre was stunned, and wanted to continue asking with a shy face, but Murong Yan stared at him, and immediately shrank his head and stopped asking.

Hong Xiaowei stared at Fang Litian, and laughed angrily, "What a Fang Litian! You really are sharp-mouthed! If so, then don't blame me for being cruel!" Although the competition does not allow intentional killing, Hong Xiaowei still decided to leave Fang Litian alone. Learn lessons that will last a lifetime.

Turning his hands over, a giant ax more than two meters long appeared in Hong Xiaowei's hand. Hong Xiaowei was more than two meters tall, and with such a huge weapon, he looked like a demon god at first glance.

"Fang Litian! Countless warriors have died under my ground-breaking axe. Although I can't kill you today, I can still let my ground-breaking ax drink your blood!"

"Create the world!" Hong Xiaowei laughed wildly, and stepped on the arena with both feet. The arena made of precious stones left a shallow footprint under Hong Xiaowei's step.

Hong Xiaowei leaped several meters high, holding an ax in both hands, and slashed suddenly.

Open up!
This slash gave people infinite pressure, as if the whole world was cut in half by Hong Xiaowei's slash.

Fang Litian had a serious face, standing with guns in both hands, Hong Xiaowei's strength was stronger than he imagined, he was indeed the No.12 strongman on the Tenglong list, and this single blow was comparable to the man in black who chased and killed Fang Litian back then.

But today's Fang Litian is no longer what he used to be.

The general situation dissipated in an instant, pressing Hong Xiaowei in all directions.

Hong Xiaowei had already found out that Fang Litian's state of taking advantage of the momentum had reached perfection, and he had already prepared for the momentum as long as he reached the stage of great success. When the momentum of Fang Litian's perfection came, he immediately enveloped himself, and at the same time, the middle-ranked top-grade kung fu was activated.

Do your best to resist the oppression of the general trend.

Hong Xiaowei was in the air, he only paused slightly, the time was not even more than one-tenth of a blink, it was harmless at all.

"The middle-ranking top-grade skill still has this kind of effect!" Fang Litian was surprised. When he was fighting with Lin Nan, Lin Nan didn't use this method to resist his general suppression.

Fang Litian thought that the suppression of the general situation could not be broken except the general situation of the same level, so there is such a way.

"The top of the waves!" Fang Litian yelled softly, stabbed his thick spear towards the sky, and the golden glow containing the profound meaning of gold condensed into a golden spear shadow at the blade of the spear.

The shadow of the gun collided with the blade of the axe, and there was a bang, and a huge sonic boom sounded.

Hong Xiaowei landed on the ground again, "Fang Litian, is this your strongest method? But that's it, I've just started warming up!"

"Don't be ashamed!"

Hong Xiaowei only looked down on Fang Litian with his mouth, but there was no trace of contempt on his face. How can he kill Lin Nan with only a few tricks? He had already used [-]% of his strength in that move just now.

"Fang Litian, your kung fu is only a middle-rank low-grade one. A bumpkin is just a bumpkin. Let me show you the power of a top-rank kung fu." Hong Xiaowei laughed. , and has already cultivated to the ninth level, only one level away from the consummation level.

It is said that once the Tiangang Divine Art is practiced to the peak, it will form a Tiangang shield on the body surface, which is far more powerful than the Yuanli shield, and it also has a huge force of [-] catties. Do not invade.

Hong Xiaowei has only cultivated to the ninth level, and he can also possess tens of thousands of catties of strength. Ordinary warriors at the solid alchemy stage can't even break through his defenses, and even warriors at the golden alchemy stage have to use all their strength to break through his defenses. Can't do one hit kill.

Hong Xiaowei used to crush countless opponents in hand-to-hand combat by relying on Tiangang's magical skills. Today, he wants to crush Fang Litian in the same way.

Just imagine, with a huge ax of thousands of catties, plus tens of thousands of catties of strength, and the defense that is hard to break through during the Gudan period, once Hong Xiaowei approaches, how will he stop him, unless his body skills are several times superior to him.

A layer of dazzling golden light enveloped Hong Xiaowei, and the muscles of Hong Xiaowei's arms bulged inch by inch, like dragons dormant in it.

With one step, like a tiger descending the mountain, he approached Fang Litian in an instant.

Thousands of catties of Pidifu were like light feathers in his hands, and he swung more than a dozen axes in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)