Chapter 227: Hua Tianming

The flower mother-in-law took a black-shouldered shoulder. "Black, good work! But next time you are tired, the waste on Xiaoyufeng is not worthy of using Magic Magic Crystal!"

The magic magic crystal is the spar that the magician is often used to increase the power of the magical array. The black magical illusion does not completely trap the left cloud, but after using the magic magic crystal, the power of the magic array suddenly A substantial increase has left Zuoyun with no resistance.

The text teacher walked down with the scarred left cloud and heard the flower mother-in-law saying that their disciple of Xiaoyufeng was a waste, and suddenly he was sore and shivering, "You!"

The flower mother-in-law looked at the text tutor faintly, and the wrinkled face smiled and said: "How? The countdown mountain peak, the only congenital great consummation that was obtained was also beaten by our disciples of Jiufengfeng, not waste. what?"

Jiuzhangfeng ranks eleven in the thirty-three peaks. The strength is good, and the black is very young. It is only 18 years old this year. What's more, Heming is not the most powerful among the disciples who played in Jiuzhangfeng. They have a big ambition at this time, and they want to hit the top five. There are several killers in their mountains.

Xiao Yufeng's disciples are all filled with indignation, staring at the black hair and the flower mother-in-law with anger, but they are not as good as people. At the moment, they really have nothing to say.

After the text tutor gently put down the left cloud, he took out a medicinal herb from his arms and prepared to plug it into the left cloud.

At this moment, Luo Zheng handed over a fiery red medicine. "The instructor, let him eat this."

The instructor fixed his eyes and saw the color of surprise on his face. This turned out to be a red cloud.

Although Wupin Dan medicine is expensive, it is affordable to use Luo's current value, so he often prepares some first-aid medicines.

The text tutor did not see Luo Zheng so rich, and he suspected that this medicinal medicine was mostly given to Luo Zheng by Su Lingyun, but Luo Zhengyi was willing to give a Wupin Dan medicine to Zuo Yun, but let the text The instructor secretly stunned, to know that the value of this five-panda medicinal medicine is enough to make the innate martial arts struggle for many years, Luo Zheng is really generous.

He did not know that Luo Zheng’s current value is not lower than those of the old monsters, and even more than Su Lingyun.

Although Su Lingyun is a princess, she has never been worth more than ten thousand squares since she saved her present. This is already rich in the princess. After all, the royal family will not do business, too much of the cristobalite. They are also useless.

Luo Zheng relies on refining the essence of the eye, it can be said that it is guarding a steady stream of mines. When there is no money, it only needs to smelt some mysterious instruments, and the stone, the crystal spar is the credit.

After Zuo Yun swallowed the red cloud, the pale face suddenly showed a flush of redness. This Chi Yundan's effect is excellent, but the drug is also very fierce, and the effect is left and right in the body of Zuo Yun. Hit, it is also very painful to Zuo Yun.

After a while, Zuo Yun woke up and gasped with a big mouth. He reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead before he said to the text teacher: "Sorry, the textor, the disciple is too shallow."

Zuo Yun does not need to say this to the text tutor, because the text tutor is not his master, Zuo Yun is fighting for himself and Xiao Yufeng, not for a certain person.

"It doesn't matter, Zuo Yun, you are safe and hurt," the text teacher said with a smile: "Our Xiaoyufeng is the last countdown. Even if it loses, it will end in thirty-three, and it will not fall to thirty-four. Bit to go..."

Zuo Yun also sighed. This time, his goal was to work hard to enter the top 100. In fact, he only had a lot of strength, but his accomplishments in the soul were not high enough. It’s really too bad for the illusionist.

Now that he was hit hard from the beginning, naturally he can no longer play. The efficacy of Chi Yundan is excellent, he can completely heal his injuries, and will not leave any sequelae, but he will have to rest for several days. The whole peak is bigger than nature.

At this moment, Zuo Yun suddenly looked at Luo Zheng, Zuo Yun also understood that it is impossible to count on other disciples on Xiaoyufeng. Those disciples did not have a congenital perfection, and it was impossible to achieve too good results. Although the levy is only congenital, the combat effectiveness of Luo Zheng can not be measured by the realm.

"Luo Zhengxiong, I can only count on you now," Zuo Yun said softly.

Luo Zheng smiled faintly and smiled: "Zuo Yun, you can rest assured, I will let the disciples of Jiuzhangfeng pay the price, hehe..."

From beginning to end, Luo Zheng did not have much expression on his face, but this does not mean that he does not care about Xiao Yufeng’s colleagues, especially Zuo Yun’s character is not bad, and he did not rob him of Xiaoyufeng’s first. The identity is deliberately directed at himself, but to inform him about the rules of the whole peak ratio and a lot of information and intelligence, so that he has a rough conclusion about the whole peak ratio.

Therefore, Luo Zheng has quietly decided in his heart, and what Jiuzhangfeng has done, he will give them back to Zuo Yun.

"Don't underestimate the enemy, that illusion is very powerful..." It's not that the left cloud looks at the light levy. If you want to break the illusion, you usually rely on powerful soul power, and the exercise of the soul is very difficult, even if it is left cloud. In the realm, the soul is still fragile, not to mention Luo Zhengcai is congenital, Luo Zheng is characterized by natural power, but it is impossible to rely on natural power to break the magic array, so he is very worried.

However, he did not know that Luo Zheng’s soul had been rock-solid after being trained in a giant melting pot, and since he cultivated the “Stunning Sword”, he has realized the ecstasy of the world, and the plasticity of the soul is far beyond the same order, even in congenital. In the great consummation, it is impossible to find out that the soul is equal to the powerful warrior.

Zuo Yun is a good heart, Luo Zheng is nodding, saying that if he is on the black, he will be careful.

At the time of their speech, there were 18 other warriors who staged the battle at the same time. There was no disciple on Xiaoyufeng.

However, as soon as one person walked on the stage, the whole audience suddenly boiled up.

The man was wearing a white robe. The white robe was not the white robe of the foreign disciple, but the silk brocade. The son was very expensive, and the back was carrying a three-footed Qingfeng sword.

"It’s Tian Tianfeng’s Hua Tian Ming! I didn’t expect him to play in the third round. It’s too early.”

"No way, Hua Tianming's strength is stronger, but he is not a pro-disciple, but still needs to be played from the round of the group stage."

"If you look at it, you can watch these masters and have a strong understanding of your own martial arts!"

Everyone has a lot of talks about that.

"Hua Tian Ming..." Luo Zheng shook his head, he was indeed ignorant, it seems that this person is very famous in Qingyun Zong, but he is not clear.

Speaking of the master of Tianyifeng, Luo Zheng only knows one person who wishes to come to heaven. The strength of Tianyifeng’s disciples is indeed not to be underestimated. I wish that Tianlai is not the top disciple of Tianyifeng, but it has the strength to fight against the demon. This Huatian destiny, between the gestures and the full hand, revealed a power of the king, and also let Luo Zheng secretly guard.

Next to the text tutor, looking at Luo Zheng’s expression, he explained with Luo Zheng: “Hua Tian Ming is a disciple born from grassroots. In terms of talent, he can be called a genius of five hundred years, only eighteen. Years of age have become congenital and consummate, and I have learned the meaning of the sword. I once had the record of defeating the sacred warrior. If you meet him, it is better to choose to accept the loss."

Because Zuo Yun was beaten by people, the mentor has lost confidence in the fight, although he still has a glimmer of hope on Luo Zheng, but this hope is also so embarrassing to him.

Hua Tian Ming is a swordsman. If you fight with Hua Tian Ming, it is not only as simple as injury, but a great possibility to lose your life!

"The instructor, I know," Luo Zheng said so, but his face still floated a smile, although the instructor's embarrassment is good for him, but the textor did not understand his mind.

The whole peak is bigger than the big one. It is indeed a master. Even for Luo Zheng, some of them have no grasp of victory. Since they have chosen to participate in the whole peak, he must rush forward. If he does not fight to the last moment, he will not stop.

So after seeing the strength of Hua Tianming, his heart was constantly shaking, and trembling was not fear! But the excitement that can't be suppressed!

In the midst of a cry, Hua Tianming stood in the middle of the battlefield.

Hua Tianming’s opponent is also congenitally perfect, and is from Zhuge Xiu of Tian Nufeng.

Compared with Zhuge Feng, Zhuge Xiu’s character is relatively calm, although the strength is strong, but Zhuge Feng’s reputation is not great.

However, after Zhuge Hugh met the Chinese fate, he was also very cautious. He pulled out the sword in his hand and said coldly: "Hua Tian Ming, pull the sword!"

Hua Tianhua shook his head and smiled faintly, but he did not plan to pull the sword. "To deal with you, I don't need to pull the sword."

Hua Tianming actually wants to fight against the enemy!

Zhuge Hugh bite his teeth. He is a member of the Zhuge family. His strength is also a leader in the wrath of the sky. But he did not think that Hua Tianming was so arrogant that he refused to pull the sword.

"I don't want to pull the sword! Then I will force you to pull it!" After that, Zhuge Hugh took the long sword and rushed toward Huatian.

"Breaking the three swords!"

Zhuge Hugh's swordsmanship is also very powerful, and he also knows the horror of Hua Tianming. One shot is his strongest killer, and the three swords are broken. There are only three strokes, but one stroke is more powerful than one.

In the face of Zhugexiu’s murder, Hua Tianming’s sudden and strange movements, his body is very strange, people clearly stood still in the same place, but strangely moved towards Zhugexiu, in the moment of approaching Zhugexiu, China The destiny suddenly reached out two fingers.

It was these **** that pressed on the stalk of Zhugexiu.

"Oh, jingle..."

The speed of Hua Tianming was too fast. It was almost impossible to react to Zhugexiu. The **** just clicked on the hilt of Zhugexiu, and the sword of Zhugexiu fell to the ground.

Immediately, the fingers of Hua Tianming point to Zhuge Hugh’s forehead.

Zhugexiu stood in the same place, and did not dare to move. He could shoot down his sword with his fingertips. Zhuge Hugh did not doubt that the **** could burst his head.

"I, I admit defeat..."

The strength gap is too big, there is no suspense in this kind of battle, and Zhuge’s resignation is also refreshing.

Hua Tian Ming did not even look at Zhuge Yi, and then turned and left.

This scene is even if the referee is also stunned, until Hua Tianming walked out of the edge of the battlefield, only to remember that he wants to announce the result of the fight: "Hua Tiansheng wins, Zhuge rests!"

"Hey..."

Hua Tianming is not the most outstanding disciple of Qingyunzong. This is still not conclusive, but there is no doubt that he is the most popular disciple.

A big reason is that Hua Tian Ming is a disciple born from the grass roots. From the grass roots to the present realm, and even the experience of defeating the gods in the depths, this in itself has a sense of legend.

It is carried out more than a bucket on the battlefield.

The group stage will eliminate three-quarters of the disciples, and each disciple will have two or even three rounds of competition. This process is long.

On the Xiaoyu Peak, there were three disciples on the battlefield, but this year Xiaoyanfeng’s performance was really poor. Except for Luo Zheng’s second round victory, the three disciples all tasted the defeat.

When I fell to the eighth round, it was finally the turn of Luo Zheng.

"Small rain peak Luo Zheng, against the thick sea peak God bless!"

When the referee's words came, the director of the surname Wang of Hou Haifeng suddenly smiled, but the text teacher changed his face.

The teacher of Wang surnamed the disciple who called Tianyou, and the text tutor naturally also saw it. This **** is the seed of Houhaifeng, and the strength is absolutely not to be seen. The thick sea peaks have been silent for these years, and indeed they are also accumulating, waiting for the outbreak in the whole peak ratio.

Luo Zheng is on the blessing of God, fear is dangerous!