At this time, Tian Cong, who also heard the sarcasm, was a little stupid after seeing Fatty Jin.
I never dreamed that this legendary master would come to this place.
When being scolded by such a person, let alone being scolded, even the expression on his face subconsciously turned into a smile.
Tian Cong clasped his fists and said, "Jin...Master Jin!"
"Jin, your mother, bah!"
Fatty Jin looked disdainful and spitted a saliva at Tian Cong.
It made Tian Cong's face look ugly than pig liver, but he didn't dare to refute anything at all.
The name of this fat man in Jin is too big!
Too scary!
Although with his strength, if you deal with such a guy, you will only be just a little biting.
But he didn't dare to do so.
In this Yuanzhou, I'm afraid there are few people who dare to offend such a person.
Fatty Jin did not speak anymore, but raised his hand and a large chair made of a gold meteorite appeared under him.
Crossed his legs, he sat down in the audience and signaled to Tian Cong on the stage: "You continue!"
"continue?"
Tian Cong was slightly stunned. After all the fights, what else can he continue?
The boy is dead, so what else can I continue?
The crowd was also very puzzled. Why did Fatty Jin come here for no reason and sit here for no reason?
He is not a person from this place at all, nor is he from the same world as them, everything seems a bit weird.
Even the words said were very strange.
Everyone is dead, can you fight with a ghost?
But just when people were full of doubts, a sound suddenly sounded in the storm of thousands of sword lights that had never dispersed on the life and death stage.
The buzzing sound of a sword!
"Buzz!"
The sword sounded like a dragon roaring, rolling out in the endless sword blade storm, and suddenly swept into the sky.
In an instant, even the brilliant sword blades above the sky were disturbed.
"What a terrible skill of fighting for thousands of ways. After so long, he can even roll out such a dragon roar and sword sound!"
"This kind of martial arts is worthy of its once famous world!"
For a moment, many people were amazed.
"Hahaha, can my ten thousand ways of competing for the enemy have reached the point of great success at this time? It's God's will!"
On the life and death stage, Tian Cong was stunned when he heard this sound, and then couldn't help laughing.
There has always been a saying in Wandao Sect, "When thousands of Taos compete for the enemy, the sword blade roars, the dragon roars, and the power is great!"
However, for thousands of years, there has been no one except the founder of the sect that has truly competed for the ten thousand Taos and cultivated to the point of great success.
So much so that people from Wandao Sect think that this is just a legend.
Tian Cong never dreamed that this incident was real!
And it happened to him!
Tian Cong, inexplicably achieved a step that Wandao Sect had not reached for many years!
"Hahaha, I, Tian Cong, am destined to be the first disciple of Wandao Sect, hahaha!"
The laughter was rolling on the stage of life and death.
All the haze was completely wiped out because of this achievement.
"For the sake of the sword blade dragon roar, if you still have all the corpses, you will be left with all the corpses!"
Tian Cong, who was overjoyed, shouted softly and waved his hand suddenly.
The sword storm that had swept through the great road for a long time was finally completely destroyed and eliminated on the platform of life and death.
As the huge sword blade storm gradually dissipated.
His eyes were also looking straight at the center of the storm.
Although the boy was dead, people also wanted to see if the boy's body had been stormed into powder.
After all, the boy before had already shown his identity as a physical cultivation.
They also wanted to see if this young man's physical cultivation could protect his body.
As the sword blade storm dissipated faster and faster, the central scene of the sword blade storm finally gradually appeared in front of the world.
But the next moment.
The two pairs of eyes, which were originally expected, became dull in an instant.
There was a figure in the center of the storm!
"That's... a figure?"
"It's not a shadow, it's a human, it's that boy!"
"How is this... possible!"
In an instant, low shouts resounded around, and everyone's voices were filled with endless incredibleness.
People's voices also attracted the attention of Tian Cong, who no longer looked at Chu Ran's direction.
Tian Cong curled his lips: "What's the matter!"
As he said that, he said to the woman in front of him: "I will take you there when the matter is over!"
After saying that, he turned around and looked at the center of the Blade Storm.
But the next moment, he was also stunned!
"Man? Chu Ran?"
Others can't see it, but he can see it clearly.
The person at the center of the Blade Storm was definitely that young man.
This young man who had long died, in theory, even if the body was not destroyed because of his powerful body, he should have fallen to the ground.
But now, why are you still standing?
Moreover, it seemed to maintain its posture before the storm of swordstorms swept over his avenue!
Exactly the same posture!
It's like, from beginning to end, never moved!
"wrong!"
Tian Cong shook his head suddenly, then suddenly pointed at the boy.
He thought that this figure must have been formed by the dead soul of the boy, it was illusory and definitely not real!
But just as his fingers left out of thin air, the moment he approached the boy.
But I suddenly saw a sword shadow and suddenly flashed.
"Buzz!"
The moment the sword shadow appeared, another buzzing sounded suddenly.
The buzzing sounded through the sky, and the dragon roared.
It is exactly the same as the dragon roar and sword sound that just happened to be produced in the sword blade storm!
It was just at the moment when the sword sound was produced.
The sword light released by Tian Cong was suddenly shattered.
If many people didn't see clearly the emergence of the sword light and the appearance of the sword sound.
Then, the situation where this power was broken clearly fell into everyone's eyes.
All of them saw that the boy was moved!
In the boy's hand, a pitch-black giant sword slowly raised and fell down!
Obviously, this sword light that killed Tian Cong's power came from the boy!
Not only this sword radius and sword roar, but even the dragon roar and sword roar that had been in the sword blade storm before was also from the boy!
Boy, not dead!
Not only was he not dead, he was intact, and even his strength was not lost!
"this……"
"How is this possible!"
In an instant, the crowd present was stunned.
The expressions on his face seemed to have seen a ghost!
Obviously, all the breath of life has completely disappeared, but how could the boy still be alive?