When Gong Siming heard Yan Tanxiong say that he was going to kill him, his expression moved, and he suddenly thought of something, took out a picture scroll, and said mysteriously: "Do you know what kind of painting I am?

Yan Tanxiong frowned, he was quite curious in his heart, he came to participate in the competition, and he was sure that every cultivator had prepared a unique killer weapon, and he also had it.

Could it be that the scroll in the hand of this palace Siming is a great treasure?

"What's that?" Yan Tanxiong asked, pretending to be indifferent.

Gong Siming pointed to the scroll in his hand and said: "This is the scroll of the four ancient divine beasts, once it is activated, the four ancient divine beasts will appear, the green dragon, the vermilion bird, the white tiger, and the xuanwu."

They are all under my control, and you think you will be my opponent?

Do you know what the four divine beasts have in each case, and it doesn't hurt to sue you, anyway, I'll win this time!

Qinglong, the whole line of the five elements is a divine beast, familiar with the changes of the heavenly way, can call the wind and rain, can rain and thunder, the body is strong, even the golden immortal can not hurt its body......

And Suzaku ...... White tiger...... Xuanwu ......"

Gong Si introduced the various magical powers and strengths of the four divine beasts in great detail, just like a teacher who educates students, and does not let go of the slightest.

The introduction of the four divine beasts alone took five minutes.

Naturally, he couldn't have the god-level Dao painting scroll of the Four Great Divine Beasts, and he said so much just to delay time.

He had already been recruited as an outer disciple by the Vientiane Sect, and he didn't need to win this competition, and even had to lose this competition.

Although it is extremely slim to hit the top 30, if you really hit the top 30, you must choose the other ten sects, and then you will be in a dilemma.

Since Yan Tanxiong is so aggressive, he is most likely not Yan Tanxiong's opponent, so why not delay the time and let Yan Tanxiong fight more time than it takes.

That would probably make Yan Tanxiong lose the opportunity to enter the top thirty and choose the sect.

Since Yan Tanxiong wanted to kill him by name, did he have to take into account any demeanor? Naturally, he didn't need to.

The more Yan Tanxiong listened, the more empty his heart became, could it be that the scroll in his hand was really a painting of the Four Divine Beasts? This is impossible. How could this kind of god-level Dao painting fall into the hands of a little monk, even if he did, he wouldn't dare to take it out.

But Gong Si Ming said it conclusively, looking at Gong Si Ming's appearance, he didn't look like a master who could deceive people. Yan Tanxiong is not sure. He asked in a deep voice: "Then you open it and take a look, if it is the Four Divine Beast Dao Painting, I will immediately admit defeat!"

"This kind of treasure, how can you open it casually, if you open it, you must see blood, this is ......" Gong Siming explained in detail the origin of the scrolls of the four divine beasts.

He said in great detail, how and how a certain power of the ancient world was refined, and then how it came to his hands, and five minutes passed.

In fact, he can't say these words, he is not good at words. These words were said by his master when he used this scroll to fool him, which is why he said so much.

Yan Tanxiong became more and more uncertain, and sweat appeared on his forehead, but it was impossible to admit defeat, so he said directly: "Let's do it." I'd like to see what the Four Divine Beast Dao Paintings are capable of!"

"Are you sure you want to see it?"

"Sure!"

"I'll ask you very seriously, you really want to see it!"

"I'm seriously sure I want to see it!"

The ring where the two were located was very close to the aperture viewing platform, and the words of the two were listened to word by word, and many of them were clear-eyed, and they finally understood.

Shouting: "He lied to you, he is stalling for time!"

The so-called bystanders are fans of the authorities, and they are reminded by the 'enthusiastic audience' outside the venue. Yan Tanxiong immediately understood, and couldn't help but be angry, Gong Siming looked wooden, and his heart was so sinister.

If it drags on any longer, even if he can win Gong Siming, he will fall outside the thirty. There is no chance to directly become a disciple of Taiyi Palace, which will disappoint his grandfather.

"Wow, you dare to lie to me, it's so despicable, see if I don't crush you to ashes!" Yan Tanxiong roared. Sacrifice a flying sword to kill Gong Siming in the sky.

Gong Si Mingmu said: "IQ is also a kind of strength, how can you be despicable, you are too stupid!"

Seeing the flying sword coming, Gong Si didn't dare to hold it up, and immediately unfolded the painting scroll in his hand. When the scroll opened, it suddenly became a green python, a blue eagle, a spotted tiger, and a big turtle, not the four divine beasts.

This scroll was painted by his master and given to him, and with his current strength, he can't draw these spirit beasts. And this painting is equivalent to a second-grade magic weapon, and the power is really good.

Gong Siming pinched out the seal, and the four spirit beasts in the painting scroll immediately came to life, let out bursts of roars, earth-shattering, jumped out of the painting or flew out, and quickly pounced on Yan Tanxiong.

These beasts are not ordinary beasts, they have some of his strength, and at the same time, the four beasts can also release some natural powers.

In an instant, the green python in the ring spit water, the Cangluo eagle roared, the spotted tiger roared, and the big turtle fell from the sky, all attacking Yan Tanxiong, so not spectacular, stunned everyone outside the arena, they didn't expect the way of illusion to be so strong.

Xiao Cheng looked at it and nodded secretly, although few people practice the way of illusion, this way is not ordinary, and it can exert its strength beyond itself.

The competition in the ring was quickly coming to an end, although Gong Si Ming's Four Beast Diagram was really good, but Yan Tanxiong's cultivation was one order higher than Gong Si Ming, and his strength was a few points higher than that of ordinary fifth-order Jin Dan powerhouses, and Gong Si Ming was naturally gradually defeated.

Gong Si Ming in the sky was a little wolf, his clothes were pierced with a few holes, and the flamingos under his feet flickered and dimmed, and he was about to become disillusioned.

The Four Beasts Diagram is his strongest method, and it has already been used, and he can't help Yan Tanxiong.

He knew that if he persevered, he would definitely lose, anyway, he was going to lose, it had already dragged on for twenty minutes, there was no need to drag it any longer, so he turned around and flew towards the light curtain on the edge of the ring without hesitation.

He didn't want to admit defeat, even if he flew out of the light curtain, even if he lost, why bother, he flew out of the light curtain quickly.

"It's so easy to run, I'll kill you!" Yan Tanxiong was annoyed and angry, shouted violently, spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and the flying sword suddenly shone brightly, slashing across the sky and rushing towards Gong Siming.

Throughout the battle, Gong Siming kept flying around, but he didn't fight him head-on, obviously dragging out time.

His body was relatively heavy, his flight speed was not fast, and he couldn't catch up with Gong Siming, and it dragged on for a full twenty minutes.

It was not a problem for him to hit the top 20, but when something like this happened, the top 30 were a little hanging, how could he not be angry.

Gong Siming had just flown out of the light curtain, the flamingo's tail was still in the light curtain, and the light curtain in the ring had not yet been judged, so he felt the strong wind behind him, and hurriedly turned around and turned his body sideways, but this sword was too fast, and he didn't have any preparations.

"Poof-" Blood flew, and the flying sword pierced directly through the right lung, passing through the hall.

Gong Siming's face turned pale, he snorted, he couldn't support it anymore, and fell headlong from a high altitude.

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[Sixth watch to ...... The seventh is more likely to be updated in the early hours of the morning.,Whew!Keep coding words!]

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