Infinite Journey

The progress of civilization has also made the ghost clan feel a huge threat, so the high-level ghost clan even sent a lot of people to study various scientific knowledge.

In the hotel where Tang San was, he was resting in his room. Today's battle didn't consume much of his energy, but tomorrow's battle won't be so simple. Weak, this must be a hard fight, he needs a good rest.

In the palace of the city lord of the Northwest Imperial City, Huang Xijun was feasting on Tie Hengkong, only to hear him say respectfully: "Mr. Tie, I absolutely support the order of His Excellency the Northwest King this time. central government."

Tie Hengkong nodded in satisfaction and said, "You understand, this time the master has made up his mind to completely unify the country's armed forces, and no one can stand in the way, otherwise, under the general trend, everyone will be crushed to pieces. The world is in danger, it is good that you can recognize the situation clearly, I hope no one will jump out and be a target."

When night falls, countless conspiracies are surging in the darkness, and an unpredictable murderous intent envelopes the entire northwest imperial city.

The rising sun rises in the east, and the northwest imperial city showers in the warm sunshine, which removes the coldness of the night and brings brilliance and heat to all things.

Tang San also woke up from the uninterrupted relic. He was quietly resting in the uninterrupted relic, and he had completely recovered his spirit, without the slightest fatigue.

At this moment, a knock on the door came from outside the door: "Mr. Tang, please go downstairs to eat and gather."

Tang San responded lightly, "I see."

Looking at the sky outside the window, Tang San felt that today might be an extraordinary day.

In the martial arts hall, countless spectators have already gathered together, the sky is cloudless, it is a good weather, a happy atmosphere is gathered here, and countless roars are heard.

"Look, that's the arrival of Lord Nanji Xing from the Tianxing Sect. He's so handsome."

The other woman looked at the other person and said, "Wow, it's Mo Baishou, so handsome, that white hair is too flowing, it looks really pleasing to the eye, if you hold it in your hand, I don't know how it feels."

, The man beside the woman said sourly, "It's good to look good."

Hearing this, the surrounding women immediately frowned, looked at the man and said, "What are you talking about, what do you mean by being good-looking, they are the direct disciples of the three major sects in the northwest, handsome, strong in martial arts, and powerful. How can you compare waste wood?"

"That's right, at first glance, it's a waste of wood, it's long and frustrated, and I have no money. I dare to comment on Nanji Xing and Lord Mo Baishou, and I don't even look in the mirror.

A woman is five hundred ducks, and a group of women is countless ducks. They were easy to talk about, and the man's face was ashen with irritation, but they couldn't say anything to refute.

Around the arena, reporters from the major newspaper offices in the Northwest Imperial City were already present, and the latest cameras were aimed at the eight contestants who entered the arena one after another.

Above the ring, the host held a microphone, and through the loud speakers all over the arena, his voice entered everyone's ears.

"Gentlemen and ladies, today is the second day of the martial arts conference. The final winner will be contested. The eight seeded players will be eliminated, and the eight will go to four, four will go to two, and the final final, let's wait and see. , I look forward to the birth of the first young master of the Northwest Wulin. This will be a legend that has been passed down for thousands of years, the beginning of a myth, and the birth of a legend."

The high-pitched voice immediately attracted cheers from the entire audience, and the host shouted again: "Now, let's start the game."

On the four arenas in the arena, a referee stepped onto each of them. They looked a little nervous, then took out the list in their hands, and called out the contestants in their respective arenas through the microphones in their hands.

"Zhang Sanqian vs. Lack of Seven", "Yutanyuan vs. Polaris", "Nanjing Star vs. Mo Baishou", "Tang San vs. Ghost Crazy"

Tang San's face twitched slightly when he heard that his opponent was a madman. The madman is the person he pays the most attention to in this group of opponents, and he is not ordinary.

He took a deep breath, jumped onto his own arena, and calmly looked at the madman under the arena, who was a difficult opponent.

The ghostly maniac had hair disheveled, with a black machete behind him, his body exuding madness and demonic nature, he looked at Tang San with both eyes, the madness had already entered Tang San's heart, the ghostly maniac was like a crazy devil bear, wanting to Tang San was torn to shreds.

Looking at Tang San, the madman's voice was full of madness: "Tang San of Tianxingzong, I have been paying attention to you for a long time, you are the best sharpening stone, don't let me down, see if you can catch my madman's mad knife Several styles."

Boom

The madman stepped on the ground, and his body was like a big bird, pounced on the ring, and a thunderous roar resounded through the venue: "Tang San, take me with a knife, the madman's first style."

Huhuhu

A strange black light suddenly appeared, and the machete in the hands of the madman was already slashing towards Tang San with extreme speed.

Tang San looked at the devil-knife-ghost-maniac who immediately started fighting~www.wuxiaspot.com~ his eyes were also cold, he took a deep breath, his inner organs shook, endless power rushed out of his body, and a domineering roar sounded: " If you want to fight, fight, I'm afraid you won't succeed."

dong dong dong

A huge heartbeat sounded in Tang San's body, like a huge drumbeat, and a stream of blood rushed to all parts of his body, bringing a huge momentum. His height has also changed from one meter seven to a two meter tall giant, and his big futon-like hand slammed towards the madman's knife shadow.

Shaking the sharp metal blade with his flesh and blood, causing a scream, everyone looked at him in horror, seeming to mourn for Tang San who was about to have his palm cut off.

But as a thunderous muffled sound resounded between the two of them, seven muffled sounds exploded in the air, and countless cracks instantly appeared in the arena under the two of them, and a circle of cracks spread around.

The arena, which is 100 meters square, was damaged most of the time when the two fought. This inhuman strength shocked all the audience, especially seeing Tang San transformed into a two-meter-tall giant, fighting metal with his bare hands. Weapons scared them to death.

Countless people exclaimed, screaming incredulously: "Am I dreaming, how did Tang San become a giant?"

"It's terrifying. The arena was smashed. What happened? Are they still human?"

"Is this the legendary master of the internal power world? It's really too strong."

The madman looked at the giant Tang San, laughed and roared: "Okay, it's really an opponent I like, but it's just a perfect external skill, I'm not afraid of you, give it to me."