Chapter 953 What kind of god is this Tangjiao?

Haotai seemed to want to imitate the scene when he was intercepted and escaped before, in order to annoy Tang Chen.

Want to go to Longyuan Academy?

So, unless he can defeat the geniuses of Longyuan Academy.

Anyway, Tang Chen doesn't care about these things. He can tell at a glance how good this person's guidance is.

"Dare to despise me, I will let you know what despair is."

Haotai's face was slightly cold when he heard Tang Chen's ridicule, but he sneered with his head.

How could he not know what kind of person Zhang Bairen is? In the Saint Fairyland, he is not as good as the top but better than the bottom.

Therefore, Haotai only needs to send the Saint Fairyland Tianjiao who he guides, and he will surely win the victory in one fell swoop.

At this time, a handsome man came over and clasped his fists and said: "Vice Dean, let me fight."

"Nangong Ming of Jiushen Han Palace."

When everyone saw this person, they were surprised and said in unison.

The Nine Gods Cold Palace is one of the immortal sects, which has been in seclusion for many years. It appeared with the help of the strange tribe outside the domain this time.

Nangong Ming is one of the geniuses in the Nine Gods Cold Palace. He has a deep understanding of the way of water, extraordinary combat power, and a proud air.

Haotai saw that it was Nangong Ming who volunteered, and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, let these wild foxes see what a real strong man is."

"Yes."

Nangong Ming raised a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth and nodded.

He jumped up, stood in the void, glanced at Zhang Bairen and others lightly, and said: "Who is willing to be the first to suffer a defeat?"

"Feng Yan, play with him, don't kill him." Tang Chen waved his hand and said with a laugh.

Feng Yan said respectfully: "Yes, Tang Sect."

Nangong Ming and others were all unhappy when they heard this. Is he so arrogant?

Feng Yan is strong and muscular. Every muscle seems to contain infinite power. The air trembles when he dances.

He was born with a dragon-subduing body and has a connection with Buddha. He is like the Fulong Venerable in Buddhism, exuding a calm Buddha light.

Nangong Ming's pupils glowed with azure spirit, and he said in a low voice: "I heard that you tore up the invitation letter. I want to see what you have done!"

Boom...

He pinched the seal with his hands, and his body burst into immortal energy. In a moment, the sky turned into a tsunami, thousands of feet high, terrifying and horrifying.

The torrent surged, and the raging sea instantly enveloped Feng Yan in all directions, leaving him no way to retreat.

Feng Yan was not panicked at all. Instead, he slowly closed his pupils. In the eyes of others, he seemed to have given up the fight.

In fact, the golden dragon pattern of Buddhism appeared on his skin. When his eyes opened, the word "卍" was imprinted in his pupils, holy and powerful.

With a puff, Feng Yan rushed into the raging sea alone, like a moth to a flame, seeking his own death.

"Is this guy crazy? He didn't dodge and fight, but rushed in directly?"

"Hahaha, it seems that he doesn't understand his own physique."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's too miserable to encounter wrong guidance."

The Tianjiao behind Haotai sneered.

But only Nangong Ming didn't have any joy, but showed a solemn look.

In the surging tsunami, Feng Yan was like a dragon in the sea, coming along with the trend and killing quickly.

"Sea thunder!"

Nangong Ming whistled, and his hands grasped the tsunami fiercely.

Boom!

The tsunami exploded, shattering like thunder, trying to stop Feng Yan completely.

But Feng Yan thought carefully, danced with his hands, rolled up the rapids, merged his own Fulong body, and turned into a pale golden dragon bell to protect his body.

The pale golden dragon bell endured the bombardment of the sea current, and cracks appeared on the surface, but it did not explode.

Feng Yan seized the opportunity, moved like thunder, rushed into the shocking waves, his palms contained the supreme Buddhist way, and every inch of his skin was chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Bang!

Nangong Ming had no time to dodge, and he fought back, but felt an extremely strong divine power. His arms broke with a snap and flew backwards.

Feng Yan stood proudly and solved the person who was fighting with one move.

Nangong Ming was in a mess and did not get any benefits at all.

Wow!

The scene exclaimed, it was unbelievable that it ended like this.

Haotai's original smile collapsed instantly, revealing a gloomy look, and glanced coldly at Nangong Ming.

"Feng Yan is back, Bairen is up." Tang Chen said softly.

Feng Yan returned respectfully, Zhang Bairen stood with his hands behind his back, standing in the void, looking directly at Haotai, with a sneer on his lips.

Haotai saw that it was Zhang Bairen, and said in a low voice: "We must take him down for me, otherwise we will lose face!"

"I'll do it."

Liu Wei from the Wo Sect stepped forward.

He held a golden war dagger, with brilliant divine light, rippling in all directions, spreading a domineering momentum.

Zhang Bairen held the Moon Spirit Stick in his hand and clasped his fists and said: "Please teach me."

"Don't talk nonsense, the person who was eliminated dares to teach me!" Liu Wei sneered.

Zhang Bairen had a broad chest and smiled faintly.

In terms of the attitude between the two, Zhang Bairen had won too much.

Many people whispered that Liu Wei was really rude.

Liu Wei narrowed his eyes, took a step forward, and the domineering and fierce divine power swept over. Every time the golden war dagger in his hand was drawn, the light became brighter.

The entire void was trembling, as if it was afraid of this world.

"Go Wuji!"

He shouted softly, and then he drew his sword. The bright golden shadow danced in all directions, reaching a thousand feet long, and its momentum was like a mountain torrent, terrifying and terrifying.

The light cut the sky upwards, split the underworld downwards, and fell towards Zhang Bairen.

Zhang Bairen practiced the way of the stick, so he should also move forward courageously.

His eyes were solemn, his mouth and nose swallowed the immortal energy from all directions, and the Moon Spirit Stick was as solid as a rock while dancing.

Clang!

The golden shadow slashed down angrily, but the moment it touched, it was swept away by the Moon Spirit Stick, splitting the earth into a gully.

Liu Wei's expression changed slightly, and he wanted to change his moves.

But Zhang Bairen made a bang, and the Moon Spirit Stick smashed into the void, using this force to bounce away and shoot towards Liu Wei.

The Moon Spirit Stick contained divine power, bursting out with the color of the scorching sun. Zhang Bairen raised it high above his head and shouted softly: "Yang Stick knocks on the sky!"

The power of the stick shook the sky and the earth, and before it fell, the land below Liu Wei suddenly sank.

Bang!

Liu Wei's pupils were bright, and he barely changed his moves with the golden battle, turning the hard into the soft, and trying to overcome the hard with the soft.

But before this force could be felt, Zhang Bairen hit him with a stick. Liu Wei retreated violently, and his back hit the pure white stone pillar, with a painful look on his face.

The whole place was silent. Everyone felt particularly incredible after seeing Zhang Bairen's fighting power.

How long has he been eliminated? Can he still be so strong?

"No, Wild Fox Zen will not be like this!" Haotai couldn't help but whisper to himself.

Zhang Bairen looked at Haotai coldly, clasped his fists and said: "I have such a talent, all thanks to the guidance of the Tang Sect."

"Me too." Feng Yan also walked away and said respectfully.

They were able to crush Liu Wei and Nangong Ming so powerfully, all thanks to the guidance of Tang Chen.

Shuanghai and Zeng Ye said in unison: "The two of us were also slightly guided by the Tang Sect. If you don't believe it, you can send someone to fight again!"

The students of Longyuan Academy looked at each other in shock after seeing this.

What kind of god is this Tangjiao?

Is his understanding of the Tao stronger than the entire Longyuan Academy's faculty?