The light voice fell down. After Xiaoyao and others were stunned, they looked at the ordinary Zizhu master who stood like an ordinary person, and a faint look flashed in their eyes.

Three tricks!

Is it easy to say that as long as many players present can walk three moves in his hands, isn't it easy for a person to be able to say so lightly? Moreover, the action of gently brushing his hands was extremely plain, but when everyone present thought about it carefully, they all looked surprised and no player found out how he took action.

“Very strong!”

Xiaoyao and the swordsman looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

The atmosphere in the huge courtyard was suppressed, and hundreds of people looked at the Zizhu with solemn eyes. As their expressions changed, they were hesitating whether to be the first to challenge.

As everyone's eyes saw, a strong man from the heavenly realm moved and flew towards the center first. He stared at Master Zizhu who was walking down with a plain smile in front of him. He bowed slightly and said in a deep voice: "Boy's Tomb, please give me advice!" After saying that, his body stepped on and took several steps. When he stopped, his hands were covered with a pair of metal gloves.

"His name is Ye Tomb, the 21st Wucheng List!"

Canglang whispered to Xiaoyao and explained: "The skill he practiced is a yellow-level advanced palm technique, which is extremely powerful."

"Palm method?"

Xiaoyao looked curious and his eyes were fixed on the tomb of the lord.

Scattered shouts came from the crowd, all of whom were cheering for the cemetery. With these shouts, the depressed atmosphere in the courtyard was relaxed for a moment. Master Zizhu walked down slowly and came to a three or four meters in front of the cemetery. He put his hands behind his back, his eyes were calm, and he chuckled: "Come on!"

"Occursed!"

With a deep voice, the body ran out like a fierce horse running out of reins.

As he ran wildly, a punch flashing with a golden metallic luster seemed to penetrate the air's obstacles, making a dull cry, rushing out straight, and the Tomb did not dodge at all. After a breath, he appeared directly in front of the man on Zizhu, like a furious bull, and blasted out his right fist without hesitation.

laugh!

The air burst into roar.

Ye Tomb's face was full of majestic appearance. He did not dare to underestimate Master Zizhu at all. He almost showed his strongest strength in just one encounter. When he punched out, even the air seemed to be about to crack, making a dull sound.

That speed is as fast as thunder.

The move was extremely decisive, which caused cheers in the field.

"That's it?!"

Xiaoyao stared at Master Zizhu, not daring to miss a chance to observe his strength. Suddenly, his expression changed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but open because of surprise: "When did he take action!!!"

Not only free and easy.

Beside him, the King of Heaven, the Swordsman, Ling Tian and others were also paying attention to the actions of Master Zizhu. But as the Ye Tomb punch was about to hit the facade of Master Zizhu, a palm seemed to appear in front of the Ye Tomb fist out of thin air. When they held it firmly in their hands with a click, their eyes were filled with shock.

"break!!!"

His fist was locked up, and Ye Tomb was stunned at first, then he burst into tears, and his veins all over his body burst out.

"no!"

Master Zizhu chuckled and shook his head, grabbed Ye Tou's fist and twisted his palm gently, and a huge force directly carried Ye Tou's body and blasted it backwards. With a bang, Ye Tou knelt on one knee, his right hand was unable to hang on the ground, and drops of huge sweat kept flowing down from his cheeks.

"hiss!"

Hundreds of people took a breath and looked at the defeated Tomb of Karma in disbelief.

Deadly quiet.

The sound of swallowing secretly kept sounding, and the faces of both the King of Heaven and the Swordsmen seemed extremely ugly. It was too strong! The strength shown by Master Zizhu was too strong! They didn't expect that the 21st-ranked martial arts tomb of the Karma, which had not even walked through the hands of Master Zizhu, would have left the court in a panic.

"Who is on?"

Everyone stared at each other.

"Senior, I'll come, please give me advice!" In the silence, the figure of the swordsman suddenly flashed in front of Master Zizhu. He looked at Master Zizhu in front of him, and a strong look of excitement flashed in his eyes. Seeing this excitement, Xiaoyao was stunned, and then he laughed.

"really!"

"The Blind Swordsman is such a person."

Although I have only seen the swordsman several times, Xiaoyao could feel that the swordsman is actually an extremely proud person. He has a persistent pursuit of strength. He faces almost invincible and challenging things, as if he has an eternal heart that will never give up. His heart is still there, his battle is still there, he fights until the ages and the sky collapses and the earth breaks.

"bring it on."

A hint of admiration flashed in the eyes of the Zizhu Man, and he chuckled and waved his hand.

The swordsman fell down and the plate was slightly sunk.

call out

The long sword on his waist suddenly shot out, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and the shining sword light seemed to flash in the world. In the blink of an eye, he came to the person on Zizhu with extremely sharp sword energy. With a sword out, the air was low and the hurricane surged. This sword had reached the peak of all the strength of the negative swordsman, and it was a sword that condensed his energy and spirit.

"Dead Sword!"

Just like the Tomb of the Tomb of the Confession, the swordsman directly exploded the strongest sword as soon as he made a move. His eyes closed at the moment of his attack, and the only one in his heart was the sword in his hand and the Master Zizhu in front of him.

"Sword Intention?"

Master Zizhu was stunned.

In that inconspicuous sword, he saw the intent of the sword in its infancy. Although it was small, it had been imprinted with a trace of eternal indomitableness and will not stop fighting until death.

"Zheng!"

The sword was like lightning, as fast as thunder, and appeared directly in front of the man on Zizhu. His fingers suddenly appeared, and he grabbed both sides of the buzzing sword tip, unable to move at all.

"I lost!"

The bearer calmly collected the sword without turning his head back.

"No!"

"You won!"

Master Zizhu glanced at the blood light that appeared between his fingers, and waved his hand with a chuckling. A stone grain on the bamboo table shot at the swordsman who turned around in surprise and smiled and said, "You injured me, so you won."

"You go on that bamboo chair!"

Master Zizhu pointed to the bamboo chair behind him and said calmly: "It's good for you!"

The swordsman walked away in confusion and sat down subconsciously. The next moment, ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face. He glanced at Master Zizhu heavily, almost unable to wait to fall into the darkness.

"this……"

In just a few dozen seconds, everyone around them was stunned.

After the swordsman passed, a surprise flashed across everyone's brows. It turned out that it was not necessary to pass three moves before passing. Being able to hurt Master Zizhu could be considered a passing level. But... Xiaoyao looked at the swordsman who was trapped in meditation, but his face was extremely solemn.

"Sword Intention!"

"Yes, it should be the sword intent, and ancient martial arts rumors. When sword practiced to the extreme, it can nourish the essence and produce hazy and unpredictable intentions. The intention is a realm of ancient martial artists. Only those who reach this realm can be called a martial arts master." Xiaoyao was shocked. He had a premonition. What he felt from the sword intent just now might be this sword intent.

"Senior, please give me advice..."

"Senior, please give me advice..."

Seeing hope, everyone couldn't wait to challenge them one by one. But the result was disappointing. In the next few hours, more than 30 masters challenged each other, but without exception, they were defeated by the hands of Zizhu people. The best performers were the leaders of the four major forces, including Ling Tian, ​​Jiutian, Hua Buhui. They all relied on their strong trump cards and endured two moves, but they had no resistance to the third move.

until.

The king walked out solemnly and fought with a knife.

The King of Heaven's sword is different from his people.

His sword is a bloodthirsty, a barbaric sword, madly carrying a sword that faces death and is fearless. Although this sword does not integrate its own spirit like a swordsman, it interprets the mystery of the sword from another perspective. In the words of Master Zizhu, it is the sword!

The sword is controlled and becomes the master of the sword.

One sword was released, completely unreserved, and it was to destroy everything with a heart of destruction.

"You sit there!"

Master Zizhu looked at the King deeply and asked him to sit on a bamboo chair. Then, he looked at Xiaoyao and others again, calmly: "Who else?"

Xiaoyao looked calm and he wanted to step out with his steps, but the next moment, Canglang's figure suddenly moved and flickered before him.

"Canglang!"

Xiaoyao was stunned, subconsciously spoke, and said halfway. Canglang's nodded suddenly and turned around, extremely calm: "Xiaoyao, let me come first in this battle!"

Looking at the wolf in front of him, Xiaoyao suddenly realized that he was wrong.

He is no longer the Canglang in Hanxiang Academy back then. He has new ideals and new will. He is the leader of the generation of Hanxiang Pavilion and a well-known master on the list of martial arts cities. He is no longer the Canglang who was a little timid and unable to do things in a confident way back then.

"what happened?"
Chapter completed!