I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years - 404. 73. Building the foundation of Tianzun before the sage

Wang You climbed onto the ring with a gloomy expression and looked at the big sword guard who was twisting his wrists.

Tan Donglai smiled disdainfully at him, then drew out the dark black door-like giant sword behind him, and thrust it heavily into the ring.

Wang You looked at the three-finger-wide long sword around his waist, and then at the giant sword that was almost thicker than his waist on the opposite side, his eyelids trembled.

Whatever beats slow with speed, overcomes strength with softness, is vain in the face of absolute power crushing, Qin Donglai’s giant sword can easily split Wang Youlian’s sword in half by using the simplest force to smash Huashan.

He doesn’t have the superb swordsmanship and coquettish position of Li Xianjing, facing a player like Tan Donglai, he can only be beaten.

Now Wang You can only hope that the potions of the Blood Happiness Sect will be able to work successfully this time. He remembers that he once asked the people of the Blood Happiness Sect to give Bijian’s opponents the next time. Medicine, Tan Donglai’s rival is of course also on this list.

The organizer’s referee quickly announced the start of the game, and Tan Donglai obviously did not intend to be bullshit with Wang You. At the moment when the referee’s voice fell, the strong old man leaped high with a giant sword, spanning a distance of several meters. , The huge sword swung a semicircle behind his shoulder, and then slammed it hard at Wang You.

Wang You hurriedly staggered to avoid, but this sword was extremely powerful, even if he avoided the frontal impact, the sword energy wrapped on the giant sword spread to the left and right sides like a wave of air, and the big sword guard was directly on the ring. A crack tens of centimeters wide was split, and the ring was divided into two halves. The splashed gravel hit his body, causing Wang You to feel a burst of tingling pain.

“The door is closed…”

Among the crowd, there are some older people in the arena, and they all talked:

“Every time I see this trick, I can’t help but sigh its power, Tan Donglai, the old man, really is still young.”

Seeing Tan Donglai’s great sword hitting the ground for a short period of time, Wang Youmang stepped forward and grasped the gap. The long sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake, with thirteen thorns in a row that pierced Tan Donglai’s throat, eyes and nose and other key parts.

But as if he had known Wang You’s movements a long time ago, Tan Donglai stood still, but he held up the hilt in his hand and blocked Wang You’s long sword. At the same time, the hilt of the giant sword hit hard and hit On Wang You’s chest.

boom!

Mixed with the blow of infuriating energy, even a vague shock wave can be seen in the air. Wang You’s feet cut two clouds of smoke on the floor of the ring, and he retreated to the edge of the ring to stop. Then he stretched out his hand to cover it. His face turned red, obviously suffering from internal injuries.

“At this level, you dare to call yourself a sword god?”

Tan Donglai roared, dragging the giant sword, rushing in steps, and then swept across, cutting to Wang You’s waist.

“Go to hell… eh?”

At this moment, Tan Donglai’s expression suddenly became blank. The true Qi that was running in his body also suddenly stopped, hurting his own meridians, but Tan Donglai still didn’t notice. He dragged the giant sword and wiped it. He took Wang You’s shoulder and ran for two steps, and then just stood on the edge of the ring.

Wang You, who was close at hand, clearly saw that in Tan Donglai’s blank eyes, a layer of blood quickly covered his eye sockets.

The medicine is working!

Seizing the opportunity, Wang You rallied and kicked the strong old man out of the ring.

Tan Donglai staggered on the ground for two steps, and suddenly he let out a roar like Li Xianjing, but compared to Li Xianjing’s very indescribable howling, Tan Donglai’s scream was truly murderous and crazy.

“Hurry up!”

Seeing the strong old man raising the giant sword, the old man from the national teacher in the stands hurriedly shouted to the audience around him.

The audience hadn’t reacted yet. Tan Donglai’s body had already exploded with a powerful qi. He raised the huge sword and wanted to divide the person in front of him in half, but a fishing line flew over and entangled him. Above his arms, the fishing line was stretched straight, stopping his movement in time.

“Quickly stop him!”

The old man was holding a fishing rod, full of anger, through the fishing line, suppressing the great sword guard, and at the same time instructed the masters of the Great Xia court.

As soon as his voice fell, several silhouettes flew out from the stands. They were wearing the uniforms of court guards, holding iron chains in their hands, and throwing them out, encircling Tan Donglai’s body, successfully locking his movements.

However, Tan Donglai was still struggling constantly, the powerful Qi Qi of the Ninth Refining Qi constantly impacting those things bound to him, even the elite guards of the court of the sixth or seventh floor of Qi Refining were somewhat reluctant to subdue him.

“National Division.”

A guard turned his head to report:

“He seems to be completely unconscious.”

“I saw.”

After being an official for almost a year, the old man also gained a mighty power. He thought about it, then took back his fishing line and fishing rod, then turned around, arched his hands, and actually knelt down.

Behind the national master Diao Shou, it is the god Zhuji Tianzun who protected the sword meeting this time. Diao Shou knelt and knocked nine times at the statue of Zhuji Tianzun, and then asked:

“Please build the foundation of the Heavenly Sovereign to show the spirit, and help me to get rid of the evil miasma.”

“At this juncture, I was actually asking God to worship Buddha.”

Seeing the old man’s behavior, the people of Daxia rivers and lakes were agitated, but the moment the old man got up, the sculpture of the foundation Tianzun suddenly became bright and brilliant.

The bright but not dazzling white light filled everyone’s vision. After the white light slowly dissipated, Tan Donglai had stopped in place.

He paused for two seconds, his eyes quickly regained his clarity, and then he saw the chains on his body and the surrounding court guards who looked nervous.

Tan Dong took a look and found that he was out of the ring.

He understood in an instant, turned his head and looked at Wang You.

“you lose.”

Wang You said to him shamelessly.

“Good means.”

Tan Donglai sneered, and said frankly:

“Today you are considered to be more skilled, but you are waiting. When the time comes, someone will come to you.”

He snorted, stopped looking at Wang You, and said to the court guards around him:

“Everyone, I’m fine, can you let me go?”

The court guards looked at the old man from the national teacher, and the old man nodded to them.

“Zhuangshi Tan has regained consciousness, let him go.”

The guards let go of Tan Donglai, who carried the giant sword back, found a few familiar friends in the crowd, and asked what had just happened, and then he arched his hands at the old man:

“Thank you for your help.”

“Don’t thank me, it’s Tianzun who helped you build the foundation.”

The old man shook his head.

“If you have that intention, Zhuang Shi Qin might as well worship and build the foundation heaven in the villa.”

“I will.”

Qin Donglai nodded to the old man:

“Farewell.”

The old man with the giant sword on his back seemed to not care about the victory or defeat at all, let alone the way he lost in such a trick, left the ring and mixed into the crowd.

After seeing him leave, an ordinary-looking old man in the crowd also said to several knights around him:

“Let’s go, there is no need to look any further. Our plan has failed. We must gather the staff and we will have an emergency meeting.”