I saw Tian Mozi slowly pulling out the long knife from his waist.
The sword was three feet long, its edge was fully exposed, and a light black demonic aura lingered on it.
"I'll use my strongest move. If I lose, I'll leave without any entanglement," Tian Mozi said calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a demonic aura suddenly floated around him.
A demonic shadow with condensed demonic energy appeared behind him.
Xu Zimo looked at it with interest. Today, the devil really lived up to his name and was possessed by a devil.
I don’t know what adventure he had, and he ended up joining the demon clan by accident.
This kind of demon can be considered to be of the same lineage as Xu Zimo, and it is not like practicing to become a demon.
Tianmozi suddenly opened his eyes and made a "buzz" sound.
It was as if the wind was blowing, and the demonic energy around him floated up.
The magic knife in his hand trembled, as if eager to fight.
A gust of wind blew by, and Tian Mozi's figure turned into a stream of light in everyone's sight.
The stream of light flickered a little and appeared in front of Gong Yun'er, accompanied by the magic knife raised high.
"Cut," Tianmozi shouted softly.
There are many demonic shadows on the magic knife, and the demonic shadow behind him is his true life, and it seems to swallow up Gong Yuner's whole body.
Gong Yun'er directly activated the Seven Steps of Nilong and dodged Tianmozi's attack.
The figures of the two people changed rapidly, one chasing and the other escaping. Those in the audience who were slightly lower in cultivation could not even see their figures clearly.
Only vague afterimages flickered.
Finally, when Gong Yun'er took seven steps forward, seven divine dragons hovered above her head. Her power at this moment caused cracks to appear in the confined void.
"Cut! Cut! Cut!"
At this moment, Tian Mozi was already red-eyed. There was only Gong Yun'er in his eyes, and he just wanted to kill her with a knife.
There is no distraction in mind, no distracting thoughts.
Finally, when the dragon and the magic sword collided, there was only a "boom" sound.
The arena beneath the two men was completely shattered into pieces.
The divine dragon above Gong Yun'er's head flew away directly after screaming sadly.
Tianmozi stood there panting, his eyes gradually becoming clear.
Seeing Gong Yun'er flying backwards, Tian Mozi sighed and said, "I lost."
Gong Yuner stood up slowly and looked at her robe.
There was a gash on it separated by a knife.
She looked at Tian Mozi's leaving figure, her eyes slightly focused.
"Why did you just give up? Doesn't this mean you have the upper hand?" someone below asked in confusion.
In this move, Tianmozi obviously won.
"The power of the magic sword rises rapidly, then weakens, and then is exhausted," Xu Zimo said calmly.
"That day, Mozi used his strongest strength to use this sword, and he only managed to repel Gong Yun'er.
He must not be that strong with the next sword, and the opponent didn't even use his real life, so there is no point in fighting."
After hearing Xu Zimo's words, the people around him suddenly realized.
Now, three people had been defeated almost in the blink of an eye.
This made it difficult for everyone to feel calm.
I have never heard of who this woman who suddenly appeared is.
This appearance shocked everyone.
Only Xu Zimo watched with interest and confidence.
People in Tianwaiji palace are naturally not simple.
The specific matter must be discussed by the force of Tianwaiji Palace.
Their existence, or the meaning of existence itself, is equivalent to the three hands of some people.
Some people in Tianwaitian want to reach into Yuanyang Continent.
The Tianwaiji Palace plays the role of the third hand.
As a key training target, Gong Yun'er received resources that were not only comparable to those of the Imperial Immortal Sect.
Among those beings in the sky, none of them is more powerful than the Immortal Sect of the Imperial Lineage.
Xu Zimo also knew something about their purpose, but in his previous life he was just a passerby and had no contact with them at all.
In the next life, many things that should happen will happen again, but in this life, Xu Zimo has the final say on many things.
If you dare to stretch out the hand that you are not allowed to stretch out, not only will your hand be broken, but your head will be blown off.
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On the stage, Gong Yun'er's cold voice sounded again.
"Next person."
Except for Xu Zimo, the remaining seven people were a little silent.
Because many people know in their hearts that they are not much better than Tian Mozi and Xiang Tianheng, and even if they play, they will only become more laughing stock.
"What? Is this the genius of your Eastern Continent?" Gong Yun'er chuckled.
"I'll do it," Li Mubai yawned and walked onto the ring casually.
"A group of saints and saints, but none of them have the courage of a casual cultivator," Gong Yun'er mocked.
"Although I know that I am excellent, don't rush to praise me yet," Li Mubai waved his hand and said.
"In case I knock you off later and be embarrassed."
"If you have the ability, I will admit it," Gong Yuner replied.
Li Mubai smiled, but his eyes were extremely solemn.
He didn't dare to slack off at all.
Bai Bing's combat body opened directly. At this moment, his whole body seemed to have turned into a weapon from a distance.
Sometimes it becomes a sword, with its sharp edge revealed; sometimes it becomes a sword, with a sharp sword intent; sometimes it turns into a spear, standing proudly in the sky...
With a hundred-soldier fighting body, endless weapons, swords, guns, clubs, axes, halberds and whips, he seemed to be the incarnation of a hundred soldiers.
And the weapons of the people around the ring seemed to be being pulled.
One by one they were arguing, as if they were about to fly out of their weapon sheaths.
Li Mubai raised his hand, and thousands of sword energy flew into the sky, and the majestic sword first appeared.
Raising his hand again, the endless sword intention turned into purgatory, as if the sword intention was like a sea, covering the void.
A long spear arrived in the void, its "clang" sound was ringing softly, as if it was about to pierce the endless void, cut through the silent sky, and rise into the sky in one fell swoop.
"Kill," Li Mubai shouted coldly.
In his eyes, countless weapons were evolving, and the sword intent, sword energy, and gun shadows in the sky were all killing Gong Yun'er.
Seeing this scene, Gong Yun'er quickly formed seals with her hands.
"Sihe Seal," I saw her hands quickly spinning and intertwining.
"Senluo, Yinyu, Jingtian, Xianpo."
The four seals were formed and merged into one in an instant, and a barrier field appeared around Gong Yun'er.
In this field, Gong Yuner seems to be a god.
After all the weapons approached her, they were all annihilated without a trace.
"What a great skill it is to fight against a body alone," someone said with emotion.
When Li Mubai saw this scene, his eyes were also solemn.
He found that no matter how much weaponry he gathered, it would be crushed and shattered by the opponent's domain.
"If that's the case, then I'll break it with force. It depends on whether your domain is stronger or my Hundred Soldiers are stronger," Li Mubai snorted coldly.
He slowly raised his hands, and the power around him increased again.
"The intention of a hundred soldiers," came a roar.
I saw endless artistic conceptions bursting out from his body.
