Facing Zhang Zhaodong's successive attacks, Black Qilin showed a look of madness on his ferocious face. He looked at the fierce sword energy that came like a violent storm.

On the long knife in his hand, strong mana gathered.

In an instant, his long sword no longer seemed to be a sword, but a strip of the purest demonic energy coming from the dark abyss.

With a wave of the long knife, endless demonic energy seemed to surge in.

In an instant, the sword energy fell apart one after another, and was cut into pieces by this sword.

However, this sword energy was too much, and the countless sword energy seemed to be endless and continued to stab.

The black unicorn, on the other hand, swung his long sword and slashed it in one stroke. Each sword was extremely powerful. Every time the sword fell, it would shatter the sword energy it touched.

Although there are now sixty-four arenas fighting at the same time, almost all the monks are watching the battle between Zhang Zhaodong and Black Qilin.

"Black Qilin has such strong sword skills!"

"Yes, he can actually block such an amazing sword energy!"

"But, in addition to the sword energy, the opponent also released thunder. How can he stop it?"

Above the arena, terrifying thunder roared down from the sky, and violent electric currents carried the power that seemed to destroy the world and struck the black unicorn directly on the head.

His sword was blocking the sword energy, and at the next moment, he would be hit hard by the terrifying thunder.

Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head and roared towards the sky at the falling thunder.

The sound was deafening, like a mountain exploding in Zhang Zhaodong's heart. The roar was like a demon coming from the depths of hell, full of endless fear.

At this moment, Zhang Zhaodong felt as if demons were crawling out of the ground, roaring incessantly from his mind, which made his scalp numb and his face instantly turned pale.

This voice was filled with endless ferocity.

The air around him became oppressive because of the roar.

A wave of sound visible to the naked eye flew out of the black unicorn's mouth, like a substance, and headed straight towards the falling thunder.

The next moment, thunder collided with the sound wave.

In an instant, this area of ​​space seemed to be distorted.

The power of thunder that can destroy everything is as fragile as glass in this roar.

The sound waves were like a violent storm, surrounding the thunder, and when they collided with each other, they made bursts of terrifying detonation sounds.

The thick thunder suddenly became shaky, and the electric light flickered uncertainly.

In just one or two breaths, in the terrifying roar, the thunder suddenly collapsed and turned into countless electric rays, floating in all directions and dissipating in the air.

For a time, everyone around, whether it was the monks from the Sky Eye Clan or the Beastman Clan, were all stunned.

"What's this?"

"He...how could he block that thunderous attack so easily!"

"That roar, is that the sonic power?"

"It's not a magical power, it should be the roar of the black unicorn, the roar they have, the roar they are born with!"

"I can see that the Sky Eye clan is very powerful. It is extremely difficult to block one of his attacks, let alone two."

"This... in this conference, is there anyone more powerful than the Black Qilin?"

On the Sky Eye Clan side, all the monks who participated in the Relics Inheritance Conference had solemn and fearful expressions on their faces.

Zhang Zhaodong has already flown to Qiang.

Among them, some disciples belong to a large sect that has good relations with the Piaomiao Sect. Under the leadership of their elders, they also went to break through the Tongtian Pass of the Piaomiao Sect. They also know how difficult it is to break through the Tongtian Pass.

Zhang Zhaodong's ability to pass the ninth level of Tongtian Pass has proven his strength, but now it seems that Zhang Zhaodong is still weaker than Black Qilin!

Black Qilin blocked Zhang Zhaodong's two attacks in succession, with a cruel look on his face, and said with a ferocious smile: "Next, it should be your turn to block my attack.

Be careful, it won't be fun if you get crippled by me in one fell swoop."

As soon as he finished speaking, his power suddenly exploded, like a black lightning bolt, instantly crossing the ring and appearing next to Zhang Zhaodong.

At the same time, he swung out the long knife in his hand, and the air in front of him was instantly split into pieces, as if torn apart by invisible force.

This long sword is extremely sharp, and its blade contains power that seems to be able to destroy everything in the world.

This sword was filled with an aura of extreme cruelty.

The sword fell, and a black unicorn vaguely appeared.

Zhang Zhaodong looked at the knife in front of him, and for some reason, an idea came to his mind. No matter what, he couldn't dodge this knife, he had to fight hard!

Then fight!

He has passed the ninth level of Tongtian Pass. Everyone is in the Dan Formation stage. What is he afraid of!

His mental power was highly concentrated, his eyes were fixed on the falling knife, and his aura was raised to the extreme. He waved the long sword in his hand, drawing a perfect arc, and the sword tip stabbed the long knife in the front.

The swords collided, and a string of dazzling sparks suddenly appeared.

Amidst the loud noise, his body took five or six steps backwards before he stabilized his body.

But on the other side, Black Qilin's figure only shook slightly.

"It's interesting. I'm really becoming more and more interested in you."

A crazy smile appeared on Hei Qilin's face, he raised his leg and kicked on the ground, jumped out again, faced Zhang Zhaodong, and struck down with his sword again.

This knife seemed even more ferocious and faster than the previous one.

Zhang Zhaodong had just stabilized his body when Black Qilin's sword had already fallen. He had no chance to dodge and had no choice but to stab with the sword again.

His sword was already fast enough, but Black Qilin's sword was one strike after another, each strike was faster and fiercer than the last.

Zhang Zhaodong was already in his best condition. He even felt that when he broke through Tongtian Pass, he was not in such good condition.

But he was still losing ground.

In the distance, the monks of the Sky Eye Clan who are watching the battle have only fear in their eyes. Is this really the power that a monk in the pill formation stage should have?

The deputy leader of the Piao Miao Religion looked at Zhang Zhaodong with even more worry. Zhang Zhaodong's power was obviously much weaker than that of the Black Qilin. If he continued, Zhang Zhaodong would definitely be defeated.

Cao Zhen also sighed in his heart. Although Zhang Zhaodong, like him, had passed the ninth level of Tongtian Pass, the difficulty of the ninth light they had passed was absolutely different.

The ninth level is based on the physical body and magic power of the person who enters the level. Zhang Zhaodong's physical body is not considered strong, so the ninth level that Zhang Zhaodong faces is actually not strong.

Therefore, the strength gap between the monks who have also passed the ninth level is also very large.

"laugh……"

After Zhang Zhaodong resisted several knives, a flaw finally appeared.

The black unicorn slashed his knife, but it went directly along his chest and directly to his abdomen. His skin was completely torn open, revealing the dense white bones inside.

Being hit by a knife, it seemed that most of the breath that Zhang Zhaodong had been holding was released. However, he did not block Qilin's second slash. This knife fell and directly shattered the bones on Zhang Zhaodong's body.

And Black Qilin's face showed a look of deep disappointment: "This can't be stopped, it's so boring.

Since you can no longer accompany me, then you can just die."

The black unicorn swung the long knife in his hand again, but this time it went straight to Zhang Zhaodong's neck.

Finally, Zhang Zhaodong raised his sword this time and blocked it at his neck.

But when the long knife fell, he felt an incomparable force coming. The force was so strong that his arms were sore and numb, and his arms drooped uncontrollably.

At the same time, the black unicorn's long sword, after accumulating power slightly, slashed down again.

Zhang Zhaodong almost instinctively raised one of his arms to block it, but the next moment, the long knife fell, and the sharp blade cut off Zhang Zhaodong's arm at the root!

Severe pain came, but Zhang Zhaodong ignored the severe pain and quickly pulled away and ran towards the bottom of the ring.

He had seen the black unicorn fight before and knew that the other side would definitely kill them all.

His death here will be meaningless!

Of course he also wanted to escape.

But just as he turned around, he felt a strong gust of wind coming from behind him. Without thinking, he used all the strength in his body and suddenly threw the sharp sword in his hand back.

Just as the sword left his hand, another sharp pain suddenly came, and his other arm was also cut off directly by the long sword.

But at the same time, his sharp sword flew out, forcing Black Qilin to dodge to one side.

Zhang Zhaodong continued this short period of time, accelerated suddenly, and jumped off the ring.

Almost as soon as he rushed out of the ring, the deputy leader of the Piao Miao Cult quickly stepped forward and caught Zhang Zhaodong. At the same time, he quickly transported the immortal energy into Zhang Zhaodong's body to help Zhang Zhaodong's blood and stabilize his injuries.

At the same time, he comforted: "Okay, okay, it will be good to go back. It will be nice to come back so that Qingshan will not have to worry about having no firewood. We will take revenge later."

Everyone around looked at Zhang Zhaodong who had lost both arms, and they were even more frightened.

Even the monks who were able to get through the ninth level of the Piao Miao Sect's Tongtian Pass were beaten like this and barely escaped from the ring. What about them?

What would they do if they encountered a black unicorn?

Black Qilin had already won, and he could have left the ring, but he did not do that. Instead, he stayed in the ring.

He had been waiting, waiting for all the battles in this group to end, and for all the light curtains in the arena to disappear, before he shouted in the direction of Zhang Zhaodong: "You are the first one to win from me in this conference."
To be continued...