He just stood there, like a sharp blade standing between heaven and earth.
The sharp edge is so sharp that people dare not look directly at it.
Wearing a purple robe, he opened his eyes instantly when he saw Xu Zimo appear on the stage.
The chilling air between heaven and earth is surging.
Xu Zimo yawned and looked at him indifferently.
"The match begins," a referee shouted from below.
The moment the voice fell, a sharp sword shot into the sky.
Go directly towards Xu Zimo and kill him.
"This is the Yan family's sword technique," someone who understood below said.
"It is said that the Yan family had a great emperor back then.
This sword technique was created by the first generation ancestors of the Yan family and then modified by the emperor.
I'm afraid it's already an emperor-level swordsmanship," someone praised.
It is a good thing to have lingering shadow from our ancestors.
The machete slashed the sky and the earth, shattering the void and turning into countless knife shadows to surround Xu Zimo.
"Use a knife in front of me?" Xu Zimo smiled.
He stretched out his right hand, and a powerful sword energy burst out.
I saw the sharp sword's sword energy surrounding Xu Zimo docilely, as if seeing a king.
Yan Dao's face changed slightly, and he tried to control his sword energy, but found that nothing happened.
"Perhaps there is someone in this world who is qualified to play with a knife in front of me.
But it definitely does not include you," Xu Zimo waved his hand.
It's like thousands of swords coming out at once.
Almost all the sword energy burst out.
For a moment, the entire arena was enveloped by sword energy, and in the boundless sea of swords, Yan Dao's figure bore the brunt.
"Referee, is it allowed to kill people here?" Xu Zimo looked at the referee next to him and asked.
"Fistes and kicks are blind, you can do whatever you want," the referee replied indifferently.
"No," Yan Dao roared angrily.
It was as if he knew that Xu Zimo had no intention of holding anything back.
A stream of light flew through his ring.
Immediately afterwards, a giant shield appeared in front of him.
He holds a huge shield and is full of power.
He yelled: "Open it for me."
There was a "boom", and the radiant spiritual energy on the giant shield was condensing.
Almost all the sword energy is blocked in front.
The giant shield exuded a powerful force and turned into a stream of air, killing Xu Zimo.
Xu Zimo frowned slightly.
Then he smiled and said: "I'm afraid this is your ancestor's weapon."
The great emperor of the Yan family once left behind a giant shield.
"Stop talking nonsense, kill," Yan Dao roared angrily.
He blocked the giant shield in front and ran towards Xu Zimo.
It seemed that he wanted to hit Xu Zimo with this giant shield.
Xu Zimo snorted coldly.
On the fingertips of his right hand, a sword energy was wrapped around him.
He flicked it away and threw away the sword energy.
No one expected that the sword energy, which was originally just the size of a fingertip, would turn into a sword reaching the sky when it was thrown out into the void.
The area is more than a hundred times larger.
The giant knife swept across the entire arena, the earth shattered, and the void burst.
Countless storms are sweeping across.
The surrounding spectators also had blurry vision.
Only vaguely, there was a "click" sound, and there were screams in the howling wind.
When everything is calm.
Everyone looked at everything in front of them with horrified faces.
The entire arena was in ruins.
The giant shield had been broken into several pieces and was thrown on the ring like garbage.
As for Yan Dao, his flesh and blood were even more mutilated, and he fell in a pool of blood with his face even unclear.
There was silence all around.
Xu Zimo smiled harmlessly and said: "Referee, it's time to pronounce the verdict."
"Oh," the referee came back to his senses and shouted: "Xu Zimo wins this game."
Xu Zimo walked down the ring calmly.
At this moment, many people looked at him with no contempt anymore.
Because there were so many people competing on the first day, half of them would have to be eliminated.
So Xu Zimo only participated in one competition, and his next competition was scheduled for the next day.
"Have you all competed?" Xu Zimo looked at Shangguan Xian and asked.
Shangguanxian nodded slightly.
Said: "At the beginning, the opponents were generally not strong.
The further you go, the more powerful people you meet."
A few people took a brief look and found that the strength of these players was uneven, so they lost interest.
When he returned to the inn, there was an acquaintance waiting for him on the first floor of the inn.
"Master Bian Mansion," Xu Zimo called.
The person waiting for him was none other than the master of Black Crow Mansion, Bian Wenzhou.
"Mr. Xu, there was something delayed on the way.
It's a step too late," Bian Wenzhou stood up and said with a smile.
"I thought you Black Crow Mansion wouldn't come," Xu Zimo replied.
"How is this possible? You are fighting for our Fire-wearing City."
Bian Wenzhou smiled and said, "I heard that you killed Ba Dao's son.
He is the lord of Shiyan City."
I just want to admit defeat, his skills are not as good as others, what's wrong?" Xu Zimo said.
"That old guy is petty.
It’s great to have a son at an old age, but it’s a precious thing.”
Bian Wenzhou smiled and said, "He will definitely do everything possible to prevent you from participating.
But don’t worry, I’m here to resolve this matter.”
"The result will be the same whether you come or not," Xu Zimo said rudely.
"Having said that, you are also fighting for our Fire-Tired City.
If I don't take action, it will inevitably make people feel chilly," Bian Wenzhou said with a smile.
"Where's Bian Shishi? Didn't she come?" Xu Zimo asked.
"This girl, I can't decide her affairs," Bian Wenzhou said, shaking his head.
Xu Zimo said no more.
He has just broken through to the Great Sage and has not yet fully adapted to this realm.
He is stabilizing his own realm.
After eating, he returned to the room.
…………
Practice until the next morning.
A knock on the door woke him up.
"Mr. Xu, let's go," Liu Huohuo's voice came.
Xu Zimo opened the door and saw Bian Wenzhou and others eating breakfast downstairs.
"Would you like some?" Bian Wenzhou said with a smile.
"No need," Xu Zimo shook his head.
He looked outside the inn and said thoughtfully: "The sky is very gloomy today."
"No way, it's sunny outside," Liu Huohuo said with a smile.
The other people laughed and said nothing.
After eating, everyone walked towards the competition ring.
But as soon as I reached the middle of the street, I noticed something was wrong.
Because the streets that were supposed to be lively were now deserted.
It was deathly silent, not even a sound.
The double shops on both sides have their doors and windows closed, and occasionally a breeze blows through the street, and a few leaves fall in the air.
"Coming," Xu Zimo murmured to himself.
Then I heard footsteps.
On the streets in front and behind, there were dozens of men in black robes walking over.
Those men in black robes don't talk nonsense either.
The leader shouted softly: "Kill."
Countless people came straight over.
Zhang Hengzhi was about to take action, but was stopped by Bian Wenzhou.
"You guys go and compete, just leave this little thing to me," Bian Wenzhou said with a smile.
