Honghuang: People in Jiejiao, picking up entries to prove Hunyuan

Seeing that Daoxing Tianzun stopped attacking, Tong Ling, who had tested the defensive power of the Xuanwu True Armor, took decisive action.

With both feet stepping on the ground of Wanxiantai, under the powerful thrust, the whole person flew towards Daoxing Tianzun at a high speed like a dark blue meteor.

With his right hand raised, Tong Ling clenched his palm into a fist.

The whole fist was wrapped by a vivid, ferocious and fierce phantom of a Xuanwu-like beast, and punched towards Daoxing Tianzun's chest.

During the bombardment, Tong Ling's right fist, which was covered by the beast, carried an infinite shock wave, forming a huge bombardment like a V-shaped arrow, and hit Daoxing Tianzun's chest with a heavy punch.

"Ah!"

As expected, he was bombarded by Tong Ling's seemingly small but actually extremely powerful punch.

Daoxing Tianzun screamed, and then the huge Hunyuan silver jade colored glaze body, which was thousands of feet in size, stretched out his hands and feet forward, arched his back, and was almost knocked off the Wanxiantai by Tong Ling's powerful punch!

"Daoxing Tianzun, are you willing to admit defeat?" Tong Ling landed from the void and stepped heavily on the Wanxiantai with his feet. He loosened his wrists and said to Daoxing Tianzun, who was sitting up at the edge of the Wanxiantai, holding his chest and looking blue.

Hearing Tong Ling's words, Daoxing Tianzun gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat.

If he lost this round, it would mean the end of the gambling battle between the Chan and Jie sects.

The losing party was naturally the Chan sect, which only won one round of the Daoxing competition in four rounds.

Daoxing Tianzun was unwilling to be the most direct sinner of the Chan sect.

But it seemed that he had no good solution?

Looking at Tong Ling who was walking towards him step by step, loosening his wrists as he walked, as if he couldn't even move his muscles.

Daoxing Tianzun showed a trace of sorrow in his eyes.

At this time, under the Wanxiantai, the Jiejiao camp, all the Jiejiao disciples were in an uproar, looking at Tong Ling on the Wanxiantai with stunned eyes.

"Brother Tong's physique is so strong? Is he still a normal creature? Could Brother Tong be the biological son of the Heavenly Dao?"

"Indeed! I think so! Not only is his comprehension against the heavens, but his supernatural powers are even more terrifying in actual combat. Now his physique is also so invincible, it's simply outrageous!"

"Alas, with Brother Tong here, we, the disciples of Jiejiao, are destined to live in Brother Tong's shadow and can't shine."

"You talk as if you can shine without Brother Tong!"

"What are you talking about..."

"I've decided. When Brother Tong comes down, I'm going to talk to him. "Brother, please tell me your feelings!"

"I'm different. I want to give birth to a little Xuanwu for Senior Brother Tong!"

"Is Senior Brother Tong really a Xuanwu? I don't think he is!"

"Nonsense, didn't you see the Xuanwu true pattern on Senior Brother Tong's body? Isn't that the symbol of Xuanwu!"

"But I always feel that it is just similar, not Xuanwu."

"Don't worry about it. Senior Brother Tong is awesome!"

"......"

"Isn't Senior Brother's body the Seventh-Rank Sword Lotus? Why does his body look like the Xuanwu true body now?" Bixiao looked at Tong Ling's dark green body and asked Yunxiao and Qiongxiao with doubtful eyes.

Fairy Caiyun listened curiously on the side.

"It is the Seventh-Rank Sword Lotus. The true pattern on Senior Brother's body is just similar to the Xuanwu true pattern. It should be some kind of physical fighting method cultivated by Senior Brother Tong. I didn't expect that Senior Brother's body is so strong." Yunxiao kept looking at Tong Ling and explained to Bixiao.

"Fifth Senior Brother is so amazing! I wonder what kind of female creature will be worthy of being Fifth Senior Brother's Taoist partner in the future?" Fairy Caiyun looked at Tong Ling, who was about to win the bet for Jiejiao on the Wanxiantai, and suddenly couldn't help but sigh.

Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao, after hearing Fairy Caiyun's words, each reacted differently.

Yunxiao pursed his lips silently, and his crystal ears turned slightly red.

Qiongxiao's gentle and beautiful face showed a hint of shyness, and her eyes stared at Tong Ling on the Wanxiantai.

Bixiao's delicate little face showed a happy smile, and she said confidently with a hint of shyness in her eyes: "I think I am definitely worthy of him. Maybe Senior Brother likes me, hehe."

When these words came out, Yunxiao and Qiongxiao both frowned. Qiongxiao covered Bixiao's mouth and said: "Are you ashamed? You said this in public! Besides, I think Senior Brother must have regarded you as his sister, Third Sister, don't have any illusions!"

"Mmmm... No... Senior Brother must... Mmmm... Second Sister, let me go..." Bixiao struggled hard, but Qiongxiao smiled and refused to let go.

Yunxiao, who was standing aside, covered her mouth and chuckled when she saw this.

Fairy Caiyun looked at Qiongxiao and Bixiao who were playing around, and her eyes showed a hint of envy, "Sister Bixiao is interested in Senior Brother Tong.? If it was Sister Bixiao, Senior Brother Tong would probably be moved, right? "

Thoughts flashed through her mind, and Fairy Caiyun suddenly felt a little bitter in her heart.

Flame Immortal Luo Xuan looked at Tong Ling expectantly, expecting his respected Senior Brother Tong Ling to say a few more immortal words again, so as to enrich his personal collection - Senior Brother Tong Ling's Quotations.

Chang'er Dingguang Immortal completely gave up the idea of ​​opposing Tong Ling.

On the other side, in the Xianjiao camp, Guangchengzi, Cihang Taoist, and Qingxu Daode Zhenjun looked at Tong Ling and Daoxing Tianzun on the Wanxiantai, their eyes full of unwillingness and sighs.

Guangchengzi said: "Alas, junior sisters and brothers, this time, it was our Xianjiao that lost the bet, and lost to Tong Ling alone! "

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun felt bitter in his heart. He hadn't even entered the arena yet, and the fight was over.

Cihang Daoist, who had already recovered from his breathing, looked at Tong Ling approaching Daoxing Tianzun step by step. While he understood Daoxing Tianzun very well, he suddenly felt a sense of fear and admiration for Tong Ling.

An invincible fear and admiration.

"No! Absolutely not! How could I be afraid of this Tong Ling? Not to mention admiring him! I will defeat him with my magical powers next time and humiliate him severely! No fear, no admiration! "Taoist Cihang encouraged himself in his heart and cut off the thought of fear and worship of Tong Ling in his mind.

But now that the seeds of emotion have been planted, how can they be completely cut off?

It will surely reappear in the future.

On the cloud platform, Tongtian Patriarch was smiling at this moment.

He was completely relaxed now.

Looking at Tong Ling, his eyes became more and more relieved and happy.

Tongtian Patriarch turned his head and said to Yuanshi Tianzun on the right side of the cloud platform: "Second brother, I will probably win this bet, what do you say, second brother? "

Yuanshi Tianzun was silent after hearing this, and stared at the scene on the Wanxiantai without answering Tongtian Jiaozhu's words, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Tongtian Jiaozhu did not ask any more questions after seeing this, but turned his head and also looked at the scene on the Wanxiantai.

There, Tong Ling was about to win the physical contest.

By winning three games in a row, Tong Ling will completely win this bet for Jiejiao.

In other words, for Shangqing Saint Tongtian Jiaozhu, he will win the bet on the great way that he and Yuqing Saint Yuanshi Tianzun had originally set!

"Daoxing Tianzun, don't you open your mouth to admit defeat? Otherwise, I will punch you out of the Wanxiantai, and you will lose face. "Tong Ling looked at Daoxing Tianzun, who was half lying on the edge of the Wanxiantai and was unable to get up for a long time after being punched by him, and smiled.

"Hey, fellow Taoist Tong Ling, you do it. "Daoxing Tianzun sighed and said to Tong Ling.

How could he admit defeat?

Not only could he not, he also scolded Tong Ling!

"Tong Ling, this time with you, your Jiejiao side can win this bet."

"If it weren't for you, the result of the bet would be hard to predict, and you Jiejiao would most likely lose!"

"But it doesn't matter!"

"In the future, my Chanjiao may have new disciples who can match you or even surpass you!"

"Just wait, sooner or later, you will also taste the feeling of failure, powerlessness, depression and sighing like us now! "Daoxing Tianzun said with a deep look in his eyes and a firm tone.

Ha!

Tong Ling was silent after hearing this, and smiled softly after a moment.

He clenched his palm into a fist and punched forward with force, directly blasting Daoxing Tianzun's huge body of thousands of feet in size out of the Wanxiantai!

He put away his fist and looked at Daoxing Tianzun who had not yet landed, and Guangchengzi and other disciples of the Chan Sect who were ready to catch Daoxing Tianzun.

Tong Ling said in a faint voice: "Daoxing Tianzun, you are right! There are immortals in the world, and each has been leading the trend for billions of years! Who can say for sure that there will not be a genius with a monstrous talent in your Chan Sect in the future?"

"But even if it is like that, what does it matter? I, Tong Ling, dare to say this in front of you, the disciples of the Chan Sect today."

"Don't say your Chan Sect, even in this vast world, any creature that was originally behind me or caught up by me. "

"As long as they are behind me, they will never have a chance to surpass me, Tong Ling, for the rest of their lives!"

"They can only watch my back from afar!"

"I will give them time to catch up, until they can no longer see me!"

After the words fell, the Hall of Ten Thousand Immortals was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.