Chapter 1245 (1/2)

Taiyijiao, a spiritual peak where his disciples lived suddenly broke out a surprising spiritual pressure and spread to the fast four directions.

At that time, the disciples of Lingfeng sent curious eyes.

Then, dozens of figures flashed by and landed on a small hill hundreds of meters away from the Lingfeng mountain. They were all the legitimate disciples of Taiyi sect.

One of the middle distracted disciples frowned and said, ”it seems that the spirit peak should live without blood. He has been closed for a hundred years. Is he going to leave today?”

”It's possible.”

A female clique preached: ”when he was supposed to have no blood at the time of closure, he had reached the peak of the early stage of distraction, which was almost the same as that of Tang Wushang. If it wasn't for his sudden closure, maybe the last son of God would be him. Now he has been closed for a hundred years, I'm afraid that he has reached the middle stage of distraction. For example, in this case, the son of God of Tang Wushang died, and the church wants to re establish the son of God. Last time, he missed a good opportunity, He's afraid he won't let it go! ”

”Cultivation does not mean strength!”

Another half distracted male disciple refuses to accept the way: ”he has been shut up for a hundred years and lacks combat experience, so he may not be able to crush the heroes!”

”Sima Yu, you haven't entered the stage of distraction before you should have no blood. Although you have achieved the middle stage of distraction in a hundred years, you are certainly not the opponent who should have no blood!”

”Zhao Wuji, what do you mean by this? Just because you dare not challenge to be bloodless doesn't mean that others dare not!” Sima Yu retorted with a sneer, with some disdain in his tone.

The lineage who can join taiyijiao is all the generation of prodigious talents of Tianzong. Sima Yu was killed all the way by the disciples of the outside world. He was granted the lineage by exception. After becoming a distracted person, he went to a higher level and reached the middle stage of distracted person in a hundred years.

Later, he even defeated three of his own disciples, all of whom were in the middle of distraction.

Therefore, his heart would be so unconvinced when he saw that people praised him so much.

Zhao Wuji said with a strange smile, ”Hey, Sima Yu, you really think that you can dominate the disciples of your lineage if you fail in the middle of three distracted periods. That's because those experts don't care about you. You know, Tang Wushang and Ying Wuxue both defeated one of them in the middle of distracted period at the beginning of distracted period. Now, they reach the middle of distracted period. Their combat power can at least hold down the latter part of distracted period!”

”It's true. We all saw the style of Ying Wuxue at the beginning, and Tang Wushang was also called the heirloom Shuangxiao.” Another disciple of his own said slowly.

Hearing this, Sima Yu felt depressed. He felt very uncomfortable when he heard that everyone praised him that he should have no blood. He decided to challenge him when there should be no blood.

Let us know that the so-called ”Heidi Shuangxiao” is just a past style!

Seeing his expression, Zhao Wuji and others all secretly sneered. They just wanted to stimulate Sima Yu so that he could challenge him to be bloodless. In this way, they could also judge the real strength of him.

Tang Wu died of injury. The position of the son of God is vacant. I don't know how many eyes are fixed on that position. Even if there is no blood, I will fight with him.

With the spread of Lingfeng where Ying Wuxue is located, there are more and more legitimate disciples coming to this small mountain, with the number of no less than 200. At the same time, there are four people occupying four nearby small mountains.

These four people are the best of their own disciples.

At the beginning, they failed to compete with Tang Wushang for the son of God. After a hundred years of painstaking practice, they all reached the late stage of distraction. Therefore, they are bound to win the battle for the son of God, but they are quite stressed by the fact that they should go out without blood. Therefore, they want to check one after another, so as to understand the actual strength of the battle.

Spirit pressure lasted for half a quarter of an hour, and finally slowly dissipated.

Finally, the gate of a stone room on Lingfeng opened, and then a long haired man with bright eyes, tall body and noble temperament stepped out.

”Ah!”

He stretched out his hands and made a stretch, muttering to himself: ”a hundred years passed, I don't know what happened to Tang Wushang?”

All of a sudden, his eyes were shining, and he swept around, saying lightly, ”I can't imagine that it's really a sin that someone should have moved so many people out of the customs!”

And the four independent mountains are the eyes of a squint, the eyes are full of shock and unwilling.