Chapter 367

The third competition attracted special attention.

Sitting on the futon in the golden area, he ignored everything before. Even if Jiang Weimin beat Wen Lan, he didn't open his eyes. This man is as calm as water and doesn't kiss.

As soon as he opened it, others felt a tiger waking up and were shocked. Good cold momentum, good strong eyes. With a cold face, he got up and walked to the challenge arena. Li ba gave a light sigh and muttered, "I didn't expect him to be very powerful. Don't you know what Yang Ping will do?"

Tao 19 sneered in his heart and said secretly, Yang Ping, although you are powerful, you absolutely don't know that Tongguan is the strongest person in the golden area. He is ten times better than Wen Lan. He has only martial arts in his mind. He has practiced dozens of ancient martial arts and mastered all kinds of methods, reaching an unimaginable level. Peach 19 was once called Wu Chi. He cut down 19 peach blossoms and only went to Wu Road. But Tao 19 asked himself that compared with Tongguan, there is still a lot worse.

Yang Ping refused to admit defeat when he went to Tongguan. There was only a dead end.

Others know Tongguan more or less, because he follows the ghost God sect and the leader of the ghost God sect, situ Hai. In modern society, Jianghu temples are disrespectful to ghosts and gods, fearless of heaven, and cultivate Taoism with a pure heart. However, the ghost God sect pays attention to the mysterious ghost God power. The ghost God prayer of the leader of the ghost God sect is very famous in the dark hypnosis world. It is called two ancient martial arts together with the dark hypnosis in the western world.

This is not the place where Tongguan is powerful. He went the opposite way. He practiced ghost and God prayer to the top in those years. He still gave up practicing prayer, but cultivated the flesh instead. Over the years, he walked 30000 Li in China and 25000 Li in the long march of the Red Army. His mind was tempered like steel. Both spirit and body rest to achieve a harmonious state. Situ Hai once said that there is only one ghost God sect that can surpass him, that is Tongguan.

Liu Yu put his eyes on Tongguan for a few seconds and nodded secretly. This man should not be underestimated. If Yang Ping doesn't go all out, he is likely to capsize in the gutter.

Tongguan has a white complexion, slender five fingers and narrow and long eyes like an island. When you open your eyes, you will burst into your eyes and stab people's eyes like the scorching sun at noon. You climb the challenge arena and look at Yang Ping.

Yang Ping nodded and said, "accept."

Tongguan responded coldly: "either you die or I die. You don't have to admit it, because I will do my best to kill you."

Yang Ping frowned and felt that Tongguan was like a real murderous spirit. He shook his head secretly. This man has been possessed by the devil and attaches great importance to the victory and defeat. What he said now is nonsense. Only by defeating him can he do it.

Liu Yu shouted, "start."

On the challenge arena, swords are drawn and crossbows are drawn.

Tongguan stands with his hands down, natural and unrestrained. He doesn't move his body, his heart is moving, his ideas are flying, and his words are in his mouth. Everyone is watching carefully and awe inspiring. Obviously Tongguan didn't move, but the dangerous smell from him increased unabated. At his spiritual level, he doesn't need a fist to prove himself.

"It's foolish for people to disrespect ghosts and gods." Tongguan said a word. Yang Ping looked up as if he saw the dark clouds in the sky, turned into a ferocious green faced fanged ghost, opened his mouth and glared.

"God said, those who are disrespectful will forgive." Tongguan said the second sentence, but the green faced tusk ghost on his head was more fierce and jumped at Yang Ping. The wind is blowing and insane. Yang pingshen was among them, and his face was calm. Others did not see any ghosts, but the surrounding air suddenly became cold, as if there were ghosts in the world.

Li ba scolded: "I didn't expect this boy's magic cultivation to be so strong. It's a little interesting."

Other people in the alternative area nodded secretly. The experts in the golden area are not the same as Li Qin. They show their reputation by poisoning. Many people still have real skills. For example, Tongguan is the best in the realm, but its strength is at the top.

The green faced tusk ghost bit Yang Ping's neck. Whether you believe in ghosts or not, it has appeared in your mind. Even if you ignore it, you will be bitten to death. This is the ghost God prayer technique of the ghost God sect, which integrates fantasy and reality, so that the opponent can't tell whether it's true or false.

It seems that Tongguan has used its powerful ancient martial arts to defeat Yang Ping.

Ow

The two stood opposite each other. There was no powerful ancient martial arts, and there was no powerful flying shot. The challenge arena was as quiet as a picture. But the hidden danger is even greater than the real hands, and anyone who doesn't pay attention will be killed.

Everyone looked at each other and heard the cry. They thought it was an illusion, but it really existed in the challenge arena. It seems that there is a ghost hidden in the secret void, ready to choose people to eat at any time.

The remaining seven people in the golden area showed a dignified color. If it is them, in the face of the attack at Tongguan, they can only choose to strike first, and they can't let him exert his ghost prayer skills, otherwise they will fall into passivity.

The people in the red area and the yellow area can't understand why the two people in the challenge arena have been standing and don't do anything. Is the Dragon God competition a family game?

Yang Ping was as motionless as a mountain. He looked up and saw the bloody green faced tusk ghost. He shook his head and said, "don't respect ghosts and gods, only respect ordinary people. The theory of ghosts and gods is ethereal. If you believe it, you have it, and if you don't believe it, you don't have it."

Bang!

The green faced tusk ghost screamed and disappeared.

Tongguan looked up, looked surprised, nodded and said, "your name is worthy of your reputation. Yang Ping, you are the most determined person I have ever seen. Well, if you are ordinary, you have no sense of achievement to defeat you."

He squatted down slightly, shot sharp eyes, bared his teeth and said with a smile: "I am a disciple of the ghost and God sect. It is difficult to learn three hundred martial arts. I am happy to encounter the results. A year ago, I watched the celestial phenomena at night and understood the Tao. I am a Taoist art. It is insignificant. But I also want to try and see if you can catch it."

Yang Ping saw a strong desire to fight from his clearance pupil. It seems that he calmly broke the ghost prayer, which deeply stimulated the other party. Tongguan wants to take out the ancient martial arts at the bottom of the box to beat Yang Ping.

"The art is the external way, and the way is my body." Yang Ping put on a posture and said with a smile, "just put your horse here."

Although Tongguan is a Wuchi, he likes Yang Ping's character and doesn't procrastinate at all. He shouted: "a good skill is an outsider, and Tao is my body. Well said, with your words, you can get my respect. I will show all my strength and take my move."

He held his breath, and the stars twinkled in his eyes. The stars landed and demons were born, symbolizing the suffering of life and the suffering of the people. Tongguan really realized how difficult it was to mourn the people's livelihood, but did not move its compassion, but learned the great art of killing.

Watch the sky, the sky appears, humanity collapse!

Tongguan looked at Yang Ping and showed a compassionate smile. In Yang Ping's eyes, his body began to disappear slowly from his heels, and finally left a head. With a relieved laughter on his face, he said, "Tao can be Tao, extraordinary Tao. This move is extraordinary Tao when viewing the sky."

Yang Ping was awe inspiring. Although he tried his best to block the five senses, he still fell into each other's illusion. Watching the sky, the stars fall and everything withers. Yang Ping felt the vitality slowly passing away, as if it was real.

The arm is dry, the skin wrinkles deepen, shrink at a rate visible to the naked eye, the blood pressure rises, the pulse increases, and everything goes towards the signs of physical collapse. Tongguan is determined to get the sky. A contestant in the red zone accidentally looked at Tongguan, covered his neck and screamed. His body was really wrinkled, and he was dozens of years old all at once.

Everyone took a breath of air-conditioning, and then they knew that Tongguan's magic was powerful. Can let the opponent believe, so as to turn the dream into reality.

What a terrible illusion!

People looked at Tongguan and their pupils were more afraid. It's better for such a person to provoke less. He can kill people invisible. So everyone looked at Yang Ping with sympathy. He should not be the opponent of Tongguan.

Li ba showed his curious eyes, clenched his fist tightly, frowned and said, "what's the matter? It seems very powerful."

Yang Ping looked at his aging skin, smiled, shook his head and said, "Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies. Dreams are dreams, butterflies are butterflies. What ghosts and gods say. Those who abandon me can't stay yesterday. Those who disturb my heart today are more worried."

Click!

Proverbs tell the truth.

The sky disappears, the stars return, and the earth is quiet.

Tongguan opened his mouth and looked at Yang Ping in disbelief. He showed his view of heaven, which was an upgraded version of the ghost and God prayer. He went further and surpassed his master. He thought he could catch it easily, but he didn't think it was useful to Yang Ping.

Calm returned to the challenge arena.

Yang Ping said with a smile, "the way of martial arts is to follow your heart. If you go against your original heart, there will be flaws. Only by harmonizing your state of mind can you be versatile. Observing celestial phenomena is an ancient martial arts of the lower level of the Xuan level, but as long as you show it, its power is no less than that of the lower level of the earth. I admire it."

"The road of martial arts is good for your heart..." Tongguan murmured to himself and fell into distressed thinking. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and looked at Yang Ping in surprise.

Yang Ping smiled and nodded.

Tongguan sighed, turned and left, "what you have given today will be rewarded in the future."

The others don't know what's going on. The battle is over. From beginning to end, they didn't move. Turning around and leaving Tongguan is tantamount to admitting defeat. In addition to talking, a few people could understand it. Looking at Yang Ping's eyes, they looked complex.

Yang Ping looked at the back of Tongguan and said in secret that life has a long way to go. It's not easy to follow his heart.

After winning Tongguan and entering the next round, Yang Ping was not in the mood to stay. After leaving with Liu Yu, he walked out of the library. He took Wenlan to the car and went back to the hospital. Wen Lan has become a disabled man. He was instructed by Jiang Weimin to break the Dantian. It is impossible to cultivate in the future.

Although Wen Lan saved her life, she was weak.

"Don't waste your time, you can't cure it." Wen Lan sighed, and then stopped talking. Sorrow is no greater than life and death. Once he was as proud as him. For the dignity of his school, he would rather stand and die than kneel and live not far away.

Yang Ping said with a smile, "who says it can't be cured?"

Wen Lan's mind was slightly shocked. Seeing the strong self-confidence in Yang Ping's eyes, her body couldn't help shaking. Can he really cure me? That's a broken elixir field. It's hard to save the immortal.