Everyone's eyes were fixed on the pool.

But for a moment, I was so shocked that I lost my mind!

I saw that the thick water column in the pool showed no resistance at all.

Yes!

No resistance!

To be precise, there was no action!

Let two rays of light pierce you!

Just two sounds of "Puff" were heard, and the light pierced into the water column and disappeared!

"that's all?"

While everyone was astonished, Su Yizhao asked softly.

Tian Yinghao’s face was full of disbelief!

It doesn’t make sense!

With one full blow, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean?

Suddenly!

The water column moved!

He jumped up instantly and rushed towards the water man!

Tian Yinghao's expression changed, and he was about to move his fingers, but suddenly, he stopped again.

Because there is no need!

"Plop!"

With a sound, the waterman dissipated, turned into pool water, and fell into the pool.

As if Tian Yinghao had been hit hard, his cross-legged body shook violently!

"Whoosh!"

The water column spreads and flows into the pool water!

In the pool, mysterious energy is lingering again, like a fairyland!

"Go away!"

Su Yizhao said calmly!

When Tian Yinghao heard this, he didn't dare to refute!

I saw him stand up and walk towards the courtyard gate in despair!

As soon as I walked out of the hospital, there were countless exclamations.

In the consciousness of Su Yizhao and others, hundreds of monks were surrounding the courtyard.

When they saw Tian Yinghao going out, they couldn't help but surrounded him.

"Fellow Daoist Tian, ​​how are you doing?"

"Fellow Daoist Tian, ​​is it very relaxing?"

"Tian, ​​fellow Daoist Tian, ​​isn't it true that he lost?"

Tian Yinghao is obviously a famous person in Tianfeng City, and all the monks in the city know him!

But at this time, Tian Yinghao no longer had the same style as before.

Lost soul, eyes blank!

How could it be?

How could it be so powerful?

He can't figure it out!

When the monks gathered around saw this situation, how could they not understand what was happening?

Immediately, everyone lost their voices!

Did even Tian Yinghao lose?

Naturally, everyone hopes to win.

However, if you fail, it’s not impossible!

Just don’t lose so miserably!

How long did it take to enter the compound?

Not even half a cup of tea!

To be precise, it’s more than ten breaths at most!

What about conversation time?

In other words, as soon as the discussion begins, it is probably over!

Miserable failure!

No power to fight back!

Kill with one blow!

It’s like a sword without a shadow!

Tian Yinghao left, but everyone's shock had just begun.

Within a short time, the news of Tian Yinghao's tragic defeat had spread throughout the city!

Tiandao Sect, inside the secret room.

The old monk said: "You are not even sure?"

The middle-aged monk nodded and said: "There are five more Reality One Stars behind him!"

The old monk stared at him and said nothing!

Five realities and one star are by no means the main problem!

The middle-aged monk said: "He has practiced the He Zong Lian Heng Heart Sutra!"

The old monk nodded, this is only reasonable!

"Tomorrow is the day of the competition. Tian Yinghao also lost. I'll go there tonight!"

The middle-aged monk nodded and then said: "I always feel that this young man is not so easy to kill, otherwise...!"

"No!" said the old monk: "Over the years, my sword family has been marginalized and neglected by the sect. Do you know why?"

The middle-aged monk said: "I know! The sword family has a bad reputation!"

The old monk nodded.

: "Yes, the reputation is too bad. How did you get the reputation?"

The middle-aged monk said: "Eliminate dissidents and threats to the sect...!"

"Hush!" The old monk quickly stopped him, "My sword master is just a sword. I want to kill people who I can't kill or shouldn't kill, but I have to kill!"

The middle-aged monk lowered his head and remained silent!

"But, I want everyone to know that this sword is still sharp!"

The middle-aged monk raised his head and said, "Ancestor, that's not necessary!"

The old monk said: "Sword, you should move forward without hesitation, regardless of the consequences! Help them for the last time!"

As soon as the old monk finished speaking, he disappeared into the secret room.

The middle-aged monk hesitated for a moment, then bowed to the empty seat.

"Although the sword is sharp, it is difficult to cut off power disputes! Ancestor, it's not that you don't understand this, but why are you so stubborn?"

The middle-aged monk stood up and left resolutely!

At night, in the Chunfeng Courtyard, Su Yizhao suddenly felt restless!

It was as if some life and death crisis was about to come.

His consciousness covers a radius of five hundred miles, but there is nothing strange!

It’s hard to calm down!

He flew downstairs and stood by the pool.

Suddenly!

A figure also appeared beside him.

The person who came was none other than Emperor Slayer.
To be continued...