If the previous competition between Li Wangchen and Zhao Qiuxi was still within the scope of people's understanding, and people could watch all the details of this battle at leisure and experience every meaningful moment, then Jiumozhi's

The flaming knife that descends from the sky has completely shattered everyone's sense of security while watching the show.

Because this is a move that can threaten their lives.

After an earth-shattering loud noise, the originally broad arena had become a hollow, with rubble everywhere, dust flying, and wisps of smoke rising up, and a hot and scorching smell could be smelled. Li Wangchen, Zhao Qiuxi, had been out for a long time.

, people watching the theater surged up, yelled loudly, and ran away from Jiumozhi. It was extremely confusing for a while.

Jiumozhi did not stop them, he just smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, and looked relaxed and content.

The invisible energy was released from the body and shrouded in the sky, like a canopy, locking everyone tightly.

After a while, some people had run away, leaving only a dozen or twenty seventh- and eighth-level masters, Zhao Qiuxi, Li Wangchen, Wang Yuyan, Murong Fu, Duan Yu, and the four generals, all looking up at the same time.

, focusing on the Tubo monk high on the dome.

"My sword..." Zhao Qiuxi glanced at him and returned from the ring. When he looked at Jiumozhi again, his eyes were filled with hatred and his voice was as shrill as if the most beloved thing had been destroyed, "You bastard

, you bastard!!!"

It turns out that there were thirty-six famous knives that Zhao Qiuxi had collected over the years on the ring, but under Jiumozhi's blow, most of those knives were destroyed, and only a few that were tough enough, such as the deer-cutting knives, could be saved.

It came down and fell to the side in a mess, but it was already a price that Zhao Qiuxi couldn't bear.

This gentle and elegant young man looked polite and arrogant, but in fact he had a high self-esteem. He had never suffered any setbacks since he was a child. The blow Jiumozhi gave him was unprecedented in his life.

Jiumozhi shook his head and sighed, "Mr. Zhao, you are stubborn and stubborn. The little monk will enlighten you and give you some guidance. Why do you accept your rude words? It really makes people feel sad."

At this time, Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu had brought Duan Yu to the crowd. Duan Yu raised his head and said loudly, "Master, are you still going to fight me? If you are frustrated this time, in this Sword King

The state will not allow you to escape!"

Seeing Duan Yu, Jiumozhi's expression changed slightly, and finally he no longer looked at ease as before, and sneered, "Master Duan's martial arts are world-class. He has three great magical arts in his hand, but his companions have lost all their martial arts. He is really majestic.

The young monk admires, admires."

Duan Yu raised his eyebrows and raised his voice, took a step forward and said, "Brother Chou gave me the opportunity to defeat you, but the great monk bullied me too much, so I had no choice but to do it. Although I feel sorry for Brother Chou, I also understand that the only way to defeat you is to subdue you.

Only if we can prevent this from happening again will we be worthy of Brother Chou's hard work!"

After saying these words, Duan Yu looked awe-inspiring, his eyes shone brightly, and his previously cowardly and indecisive temperament swept away from his body. Like a gorgeous and noble soft ribbon, it suddenly turned into a sharp sword unsheathed, its sharp edge revealed.

, which is a big change.

Although Jiumozhi frowned, Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu who were next to him were also greatly surprised, thinking: "Why did this idiot change his appearance today?"

After a second thought, he said, "Yes, Qiu Tong sacrificed all his skills to give him the opportunity to transform. I'm afraid he may not have no chance in this battle!"

When the two of them saw Jiumozhi, they were immediately frightened and despondent, just because this evil monk from Tibet gave these two proud men unprecedented humiliation and humiliation. This experience of being chased all the way will be engraved in their hearts.

A lifetime of angry memories.

Duan Yu originally had enough ability to deal with Jiumozhi, and after several fights, he made great progress, but Jiumozhi's method of dealing with Duan Yu was more refined, and was several times more effective than Duan Yu's improvement.

This made them less confident in Duan Yu, and they felt unsure from the moment they met Jiumozhi today.

But when I saw Duan Yu's appearance, I felt a sense of heroism in my heart. I just thought that even this coward was so brave. How could I, who wanted to be the emperor, lack the fighting spirit?

In fact, both of them harbored feelings of jealousy, envy, and contempt for Duan Yu, because the boy made it clear that the opportunity was the peerless martial arts that God fed him into his mouth, and it had nothing to do with his own talent and wisdom.

It will piss off anyone who is determined to learn martial arts.

So the more polite they were to Duan Yu along the way, the more they looked down on this kid in their hearts, thinking that he was just a confused person. Unexpectedly, when facing Jiumozhi today, they themselves would lose their fighting spirit first, while Duan Yu was full of fighting spirit.

Full, the aura is not bad.

The two of them felt ashamed and secretly sighed, and they looked at Duan Yu squarely for the first time.

Jiumozhi snorted coldly, "Mr. Duan, you have been captured and forced by me all the way, but you still have such confidence, which is really rare in the world. If you think you can absorb a little internal force and penetrate the Six Meridians Divine Sword by luck, you can compete with me.

Competing? That is really underestimating the young monk's years of hard work. A while ago, the young monk made rapid progress and gave you no chance, but this time he will not make the same mistake again."

Suddenly he glanced over and took in the overall situation, "Well, where is that young boy? Is he hiding in a dark place and preparing to sneak attack on the young monk?"

It turned out that he was looking for Li Wangchen, just because he knew that this kid was a little ghost. The key to this group of people being able to launch a counterattack was originally initiated by this kid. With his martial arts, he could not create any waves, but Jiumozhi

I have made many mistakes against this group of people, and now I can't afford any accidents. I just want to keep everything safe.

Duan Yu was the only one among everyone present who knew that Li Wangchen had become Qiu Tong. Hearing Jiumozhi's words, he couldn't help laughing, "Great monk, what are you afraid of?"

Jiumozhi laughed and said, "Are you afraid of this young monk? Mr. Duan, just capture him without hesitation!"

After saying the words, he secretly used his inner strength, raised his hands and raised his palms, and was about to take action.

Everyone's expressions changed, and their hearts became extremely vigilant. Even Zhao Qiuxi, who was extremely angry, still remembered the power of the flaming knife before and did not dare to neglect it at all. Duan Yu became even more energetic and had touched his own Beihai Xuanming Aperture.

acupuncture points, causing a large amount of energy and spirit to flow into the body.

At this moment, the smile on Jiumozhi's face suddenly dropped and he shouted, "Who is that person!"

Raise your hand and chop left.

With this chop, endless flame-like sword energy surged out of the void, surging out like a rising tide, forming a tornado-like scene visible to the naked eye, crossing to another place on the left side of Jiumozhi

Above the attic.

Zhao Qiuxi finally mastered all the moves of this "flaming knife". His pupils trembled on the spot, and he was secretly shocked. He finally knew that the monk's comment that he was not good at swordsmanship was by no means completely unfounded.

His so-called sword king is ridiculous compared to this.

With Jiumozhi's skill, it was ordinary to break the attic with a casual move. Although everyone present did not know why he suddenly changed his target, they knew that with this blow, the attic next to him would be destroyed and burned from top to bottom.

, turned into coke, just like the arena where the sword was struck just now, and the more than thirty swords on the arena.

But a strange scene happened. As soon as the invisible energy of the flame knife arrived, it suddenly disappeared without a trace.

It's like it has never appeared in this world.

Jiumozhi raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Good internal strength."

His hands rose and fell, and he struck nine times in a row like a lightning whirlwind, slashing out nine huge invisible flaming swords with different directions and strengths.

Seeing that the power of the flame sword disappeared, Zhao Qiuxi's expression changed the most drastically, and he showed a very obvious joy. The others observed his appearance and secretly guessed, but Duan Yu didn't know the reason, so he secretly withdrew the Beiming Divine Art.

Could it be "him"...I don't know how long he has been observing from the sidelines? Li Wangchen also thought to himself: Fortunately, I didn't use my true strength from beginning to end.

And the next scene will be indescribably magical and magnificent.

Nine consecutive flaming sword energy swept in like a storm, some went straight, some circled into the sky and slashed suddenly, some suddenly spread into thousands of sword energy in the middle, and some went around in a circle

After arriving at the attic, cut it off... There are many changes, unconstrained and unexpected.

These swords are extremely huge. The small ones are seven or eight feet long and one or two feet wide, and the larger ones are more than ten feet wide. The whole city can see this exaggerated scene. It is almost as big as the Nine Names and Towers, but it cannot be seen with the naked eye.

The invisible god King Kong, who could be seen clearly, was holding a magic sword and working together to attack the attic!

Others watched with fascination.

Zhao Qiuxi and Li Wangchen are well versed in the art of swordsmanship. Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu are also knowledgeable in hundreds of schools of thought in their Langhuan blessed land and Huanshi Water Pavilion. Their swordsmanship skills are all top-notch in the world, but when they saw these nine swords, they were deeply moved.

He felt ashamed and unmatched, and he had never had such a fantastic idea before seeing it with his own eyes. This shows that Jiumozhi is by no means just a fool with extraordinary internal strength.

Far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

But all the tricks fell into the attic, but they seemed ordinary, even clumsy!

The whole city heard a sound at the same time.

It was a shout, just like the sound made by anyone learning martial arts as a child, lunging and punching. The difference is that the sound is extremely casual, casual and casual, and does not seem to be very serious.

appearance.

But at the same time, the sound was loud.

It's not that the volume is loud, but that it's indescribably "big" in terms of volume.

The sound echoes continuously, penetrating into the skin, shaking the bone marrow, rippling the mind and shaking the soul, like thunder echoing faintly from the distant sky, and like a stone falling from a high mountain, big, big, big, too great, too majestic, too huge, too big.

It’s so vast, it’s a sound that reminds everyone of how loud it is.

A picture of a clenched fist.

A picture of a giant bear that is 10 feet tall roaring.

The image of the ten-thousand-foot tall mountain breathing.

The image of a trembling river meandering for thousands of miles.

The scene of thunder roaring across the sky.

The whole land of China is thick, strong, powerful, sublime and full of vitality.

In the distant sky, billions of kilometers away, the majestic and fearful sun shines all over the world, shining brightly all year round, a picture of eternal freedom.

One after another, a series of pictures flashes and disappears in people's minds, each picture is bigger than the previous one. It is a power that constantly uses the concept of "big" to forcefully force it into people's minds.

It is the power of the person in the attic. His power can undoubtedly rape a person's brain, rape it violently!

There are thousands of kinds of people in the world, some like poetry, some like swords, some like carpentry, some like beautiful scenery, some like animals, some like flowers and plants... But at this moment,

The moment they heard this sigh, a question rang in everyone's mind at the same time: What is the biggest thing in the world?

Is it the sun?
To be continued...