Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

Tang Canxi, who was full of fighting spirit, dashed out, the Miao Dao held in both hands gleamed with icy cold light.

In just the blink of an eye, she appeared in front of the man in black robe with swift force, and the sharp blade slammed down on everyone who was running towards the opposite side!

Zheng——

The sound of metal hitting came out.

At the critical moment, the black-robed man urged the black mist in his hands to cover his whole body, and with the huge impact of the black mist, he pushed his body to the side.

While staggering, he narrowly escaped the vertical knife.

Heipao looked at the ground where he was standing. The stone slab was smashed by the Miao knife, leaving a deep ravine. Although the expression under the hood could not be seen clearly, there was a cold snort:
"Hehe, as expected of Wei Canglan's second disciple, it seems that his strength is not inferior to your senior sister."

Tang Canxi took back the Miao Dao that was embedded in the ring, and twisted her wrist twice, so that the pain caused by the vibration of the blade in the tiger's mouth was not so obvious, and an excited smile appeared on the corner of her mouth:

"Compared to Senior Sister Chen Yu?"

"No, no, I'm much worse than her."

Although she doesn't admit it in her heart, Tang Canxi still has to recognize her senior sister's strength.

Talented, hard-working.

In contrast, when she has time, she will "sneak in from her busy schedule", and naturally she will not fall behind in physical exercise, but every time she listens to Master's sermons, she will take a short errand, wandering in the world, forgetting about things and me.

Probably this is the difference between her and Chen Yu.

The most frightening thing is that people who are more capable than you work harder than you.

Tang Canxi thought so in her heart, but now, this kind of mood will not affect the competition and the strength of the slash.

The more powerful the enemy, the more able to arouse her competitive spirit.

Of course, this enemy cannot be too far behind its own strength.

Just like Baili Solanum nigrum, she has no way to fight back at all, and she is still talking about winning or losing.

But the black-robed man in front of him perfectly fits this point.

Just now when she was in the audience, she seriously watched several competitions between these men in black robes.

The methods are cruel and have no scruples.

He didn't take the ruling elder seriously.

Their cultivation bases are advanced and their Taoism changes, especially the black mist, which can't help but cause harm to people's bodies. It seems that after invading the body, it will also cause a blow to the heart and spirit.

Very strong opponent.

But not invincible!

Thinking of this, Tang Canxi once again showed an expectant smile on her face.

Such a strong enemy can test one's own strength even more.

"You seem very happy?"

The black-pao man looked at the chaotic black room in his hand, then looked at Tang Canxi's appearance, and asked a little puzzled.

Most of the opponents that the companions encountered before were relatively cautious, and in the end they would become extremely fearful.

But the woman in front of her was not afraid of their black mist. On the contrary, it seemed that the stronger they were, the happier she would be.

This is something that the black robe cannot understand.

Any cultivator, whether a monk or a warrior, seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages.

How could you be so stupefied?

Are you sure this is Wei Canglan's direct disciple?Not a little handyman?

Facing the question, Tang Canxi didn't intend to answer any more.

Because these people, even if they know what she really thinks in their hearts, they won't understand.

Why not just let your fists speak the truth.

Oh no, use the knife method to reason.

With a slight movement of her spiritual thoughts, Tang Canxi readjusted her body shape with each breath. She held her hands and raised them in front of her. A pair of peach blossom eyes fixedly stared at the opposite side, and she would not relax for a moment.

With the warrior's keen perception, he could even hear the discussion on the high platform clearly.

But now, she automatically blocked useless voices, focusing on every move of the black robe in front of her.

"do not want to talk?"

"Alright, there's no need to waste time there."

"Let you be a lowly warrior to see the ultimate intention of a monk!"

The ultimate intention of the monk?
what is that?
I haven't heard much from Master.

Is it a trick to press the bottom of the box?

still is……

Just as Tang Canxi was thinking, the voice over there fell, the black robe fluttered inexplicably, and the surrounding air vibrated violently.

Suddenly, the ground under the black robe's feet, with him as the center, cracked in all directions, and the cracks spread like winding centipedes.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud shout.

"go with!"

call--

I saw the black robe's clothes spread out suddenly, revealing the short jacket underneath, but the front of the jacket was also spread out together.

Now, the person's skin is exposed.

But what everyone including Tang Canxi didn't expect was...

The skin on this person's chest and stomach turned dark brown, with dark purple spots, like corpse spots.

The whole person looked extremely disgusting.

This is not finished.

On the dark brown skin, there are cracks that look like terracotta figurines after burning paper.

His skin is cracked!

It exposed the same dark red flesh and blood underneath.

That's right, the muscles under his skin didn't have any scarlet left, as if they had dried up, as if they had been dead for a long time.

What is even more frightening is that a large number of black houses are gushing out of the crack.

At this moment, Heipao's whole body was like a big chimney, continuously bubbling smoke outward.

In just a few seconds, most of the martial arts arena was filled with black mist.

Many viewers are disciples without high cultivation.

When these people saw the black mist, they subconsciously wanted to flee.

However, inadvertently, it was still inhaled into the chest cavity.

It didn't take long for the effect of the black mist to kick in.

Most of the disciples fell to the ground on the spot, their eyes turned white, and they passed out.

Seeing this, Chen Yu immediately spread out her extreme ice aura to cover herself.

But she didn't forget about her master, and covered Wei Canglan's body with aura very intimately.

However, Wei Canglan didn't care about these things right now.

He was ready to go on stage and wanted to save Tang Canxi.

However, the latter looked this way, shook his head, and did not intend to give up.

This is her first formal competition since she practiced, even if she loses miserably, she doesn't want to just give up like this.

The ruling elders who were suspended in mid-air saw this vision and hurriedly sent voices to the pavilion, but the answer they got was that the competition would continue.

From the looks of it, those great masters are not very worried about the black mist.

Therefore, it was ruled that the elders did not end.

The competition continued like this.

Many disciples were carried away and sent to temporary medical halls for treatment.

On the ring, Tang Canxi was almost engulfed by the turbulent black mist.

Soon, her vision was blocked.

I can no longer see Master and Senior Sister.

It seems that in the depths of the boundless darkness, the five senses are blocked.

Subconsciously, Tang Canxi held her breath to prevent the black mist from flowing into her nose and mouth.

However, holding your breath won't last long at all.

Soon, Tang Canxi couldn't bear the feeling of suffocation, and finally had to gasp helplessly.

But with this panting, the black mist was about to erode her body.