Tu Tan is a stranger who looks so honest and honest. Anyone who looks at him will think that this young man is particularly good at bullying. Gu Xiantang is no exception. He has never looked at Tu Tan as an opponent before. In his eyes... .... Tu Tan is just a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others. He made it into the top 16 purely because of good luck.

However, Gu Xiantang didn't think about it carefully...Which team can break through from the local division is a weak team?

Even if their regional strength is weak, even the team that led them out of the competition is also a bit weak, but it is not the top 32 competition, this is the top 16!

Which team can break into the top 16 is easy?

What's more, it's a polished commander like Tu Tan alone.

"Within 30 seconds, I will extract all your brain tissue, and your three souls and seven souls will also be dissolved into liquid..." Tu Tan said cautiously, seeming to be furious. Gu Xiantang was frightened, and his voice became much smaller, "If you can't stand it, you can actually give in."

At this moment, Gu Xiantang only felt that he had been greatly insulted, and that he was actually called to admit defeat by a stranger who was far inferior to him...

"you wanna die!!!"

The energy aura in Gu Xiantang's body erupted like a landslide and a tsunami, feeling the horror as if the end is coming. Not far away, Tu Tan suddenly became more nervous, and hurriedly backed away for a long distance... ...It can be seen from this point that Tu Tan's timidity is not a disguise, that kind of nervousness that comes from the heart, even if the most capable actors are used to act, it is impossible to perform.

But what the truth is, I'm afraid no one can tell clearly, because Tu Tan feels too complicated to others, he is like... the most insulting person in the world said it in the most insulting tone The hardest words.

If you can't stand it, you can actually admit defeat.

This sentence is a threat to anyone.

It is precisely because of this that Gu Xiantang would be so furious.

Gu Xiantang felt that he was deceived by Tu Tan. From the beginning to the end, Tu Tan was playing with his IQ. Perhaps from the beginning, the other party regarded himself as a big fool...

He must be killed.

This bastard...must kill him! !

"Get out of here!"

Gu Xiantang yelled, suddenly withdrew the magic sword from its sheath, and swung the sword horizontally to split the human-shaped clay figure beside him, but before the blade of his sword fell on him, the clay figure sank in an instant. Into the loess...When it reappeared, Gu Xiantang had already retracted the magic sword and struck another clay puppet.

The battle fought like this.

It seems to outsiders that it has a somewhat comical charm. It is like a child's life hitting a mole. Gu Xiantang struck it with a sword, and the mud puppet slid into the ground. After he took the sword, the mud puppet went back into the ground. He slid and got out... and the mud puppet standing behind Gu Xiantang holding his temple with the palm of his hand is even more unreasonable. When Gu Xiantang started to draw a sword and attack people, it looked like the spirit behind him. Jumped and jumped onto Gu Xiantang's shoulder.

The unspeakable “warmth” in the picture is like an adult carrying a child on his shoulders. When being carried, the two legs of the clay puppet still hang on Gu Xiantang’s chest and sway from time to time...

Gu Xiantang’s sword never hit it from the beginning to the end. Even if he had a chance to scratch it, other mud puppets would instantly defuse the attack. It was because of the cover of so many good brothers, that mud puppet’s. His hands have never left Gu Xiantang's temples on both sides.

Gradually, Gu Xiantang felt a little dizzy, and the "mud" that flowed down his face to the ground also became more and more...His dizzy feeling of spinning around, it was like losing blood. Many performances, besides that, he felt that the energy in his body was also losing rapidly, as if all were drawn away by some invisible force.

"Ten seconds!"

Tu Tan pointed to the mechanical watch on his wrist and enthusiastically reminded Gu Xiantang.

"If you don't seize the time to break my game, you will lose miserably, or you will just give in, right?"

Hearing this, Gu Xiantang was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and cursed at the dizziness that made him retching.

"You fart!"

"Fourteen seconds!"

Tu Tan didn't care how bad Gu Xiantang's attitude toward him was. He didn't seem to see Gu Xiantang's murderous expression at all. He still lowered his head and looked at the watch to help Gu Xiantang recite the countdown to life...

"What are these mud puppets..."

Sitting in the private room watching the live broadcast of this battle, Chen Xian was already curious to death. He stared straight at the mud puppet holding Gu Xiantang’s temple in the screen. The more he looked at it, the more curious he became, because he had never seen it before. weird stuff.......

"Extract three souls and seven souls, extract brain tissue..." The old liar took a cigarette and glanced at Gu Shanzhu sitting next to him quietly, "This opponent your son met is very interesting, look. Before you came to me, you said that your son was lucky, but you made a mistake..."

At this moment, Gu Shanzhu was far more calm than others thought, and he even ignored the old liar's ridicule, with a faint smile on his face, as if he was confident about the battle... Could it be that he What do you see? ?

"Are you laughing?" the old liar couldn't help asking.

"Old Ge, you don't think my son is going to lose, do you?" Gu Shanzhu asked with a smile.

Although the old liar likes to confront Gu Shanzhu very much, he likes to use words to choke this old thing when he has nothing to do, but now... he decides to be more realistic, so as not to be slapped in the face for a while and then be ashamed. .

"Your son has inherited your West Kunlun heritage anyhow. It should not be easy to lose, but maybe it's not that simple to win?" The old liar was still not forgiving, shaking his soot and saying, "I think it's called Tu Tan's stranger is also quite capable, and I have to say what he will be like after a while..."

"You underestimate my child too much."

Gu Shanzhu smiled incredibly confident at this time. He raised his finger at Gu Xiantang who was waving a magic sword on the screen and chanting a word, and said softly.

"Next, he will be able to determine the victory or defeat with only one move, do you believe it?"

Hearing this, the old liar frowned and was about to say "I don't believe it", but after looking up at the screen, he decided not to speak anymore to avoid being slapped in the face for a while.

At this time, Gu Xiantang on the screen is using some ancient "alchemy". He waved the sword in his hand with a specific rhythm and rhythm, and he was also chanting scriptures in his mouth... As he continued to accelerate his movements, a lot of energy halo like mist suddenly gushed out of the seemingly ordinary sword.

The colorful energy halo seems to cover all the colors in the world, and the ancient aura is full of it...The kind of supreme and noble color with a little evil, as if it indicates that this violent energy is Higher than most known energy exists.

Perhaps for most of the strangers in this world, this colorful energy is something they have never seen before. It is absolutely comparable to the extraordinary yin and yang energy, but for people like Chen Xian and the old liar. ..... This colorful energy always feels a bit familiar, as if you have seen it before?

"This colorful energy...Why look familiar..." Chen Xian murmured softly.

Gu Shanzhu should have heard Chen Xian's words. He turned around and took a look at Chen Xian, and he explained it kindly.

"The Qi cultivated by each Fa school is different. The energy you see now is the "qi" passed down from generation to generation in our Gu family."

"This is your family's stuff?"

Chen Xian was taken aback, frowned and thought about it, but in the end he didn't ask much.

Is this really the "qi" unique to the Gu family?

Why do I still feel something is wrong?

"The blood of the ancient gods."

Suddenly, the voice of the old liar rang in Chen Xian's mind. When he looked back, the old liar only blinked his eyes and did not speak. Chen Xian was the first time he saw him display this kind of ability similar to his Xintong.

"Jiuling Mountain, the things in your body, the ancient blood pool, those energies."

The old liar spoke intermittently, every sentence and every word reminding Chen Xian that the person named Gu Xiantang seemed to be not as simple as a gas refiner. He seemed to possess certain abilities that were beyond the inheritance of Qi refining in West Kunlun.

"I remember..." Chen Xian replied the old liar in his heart, his eyes became serious when watching the live broadcast, "The thing hidden in my body... the energy it elicits The tide seems to be this color... colorful... as if all the colors in this world are included in it..."

Seeing that Chen Xian realized this, the old liar stopped talking. He quietly looked at the screen that gradually became dazzling, and a hint of helplessness flashed through his eyes.

"It seems that there is no suspense in this game."

As soon as the voice fell, the old liar took a deep look at Gu Shanzhu. The tone of his speech was somewhat intriguing, but Gu Shanzhu didn't think much about it. He didn't seem to find the slightly strange look of the old liar.

"Old stuff, I didn't expect your son to have a lot of abilities..."