Xia Po just struck a sword, and the assassin had no time to dodge, and his head flew backwards.
Black smoke burst out from the long black sword, instantly covering the assassin's body, and then only a mummy remained.
This scene frightened everyone present.
They didn't expect the battle between the masters to be resolved so quickly.
From another perspective.
They didn't expect that the grandmaster brought by Liu Quan was so strong!
He didn't pause at all, but looked behind him.
Ten meters behind him, the monk had already approached at some point.
His whole body was shrouded in a layer of true energy, and a huge Buddha statue disappeared and appeared behind him.
I didn’t expect that this monk would practice martial arts to this extent!
However, Xia Po did not panic, he just took a deep breath and integrated all his inner strength into the sword.
The next second, a purple-black smoke swirled around.
He held the long sword across his chest, and black smoke instantly enveloped the sword.
At the same time, the monk punched out, and the huge Buddha statue behind him also punched out, while Xia Po counterattacked with a long sword filled with black smoke.
The long sword and the fist collided, and the black smoke collided with the huge Buddha statue, making a strange buzzing sound.
This is the sound produced by the collision after the true energy has reached the level of a master.
After a while, Xia Po and the monk each took three steps back and faced each other.
In that moment just now, both of them used their full strength.
But neither of them hurt each other at all.
This monk practices Vajra Art. The beauty of this technique is that it can put the inner energy outside the body to form a protective shield, which greatly enhances one's defense.
Xia Po is a swordsman, and the greatest advantage of a swordsman is his attack power.
However, in that blow just now, Xia Po neither broke the monk's defense, nor did the monk hurt Xia Po.
So the two are evenly matched.
Although the other ministers have not practiced martial arts, they are not blind and can still see what is going on between the two of them.
However, those traitorous ministers did not feel nervous because of this, but showed relaxed smiles.
Because Xia Po had to face not only the master, Monk, but also a powerful being who was much more powerful than Monk.
That is the Black Sword Supreme Wei Changkong!
In the mortal world, generally only the emperor is called the Supreme, but Wei Changkong, who lives in the palace, only relies on his martial arts attainments.
To be called the Supreme right under the emperor's nose, you can imagine how terrifying his strength is.
Xia Po is evenly matched one on one, so wouldn't it be certain that he would lose one on two?
In fact, what he thought was not wrong.
Xia Po slightly overestimated his own strength this time. If he were to face the remaining two masters at the same time, he really wouldn't be able to defeat them.
But what he didn't know was that Xia Po had a talisman on him.
There are several offensive talismans, and as soon as they are released, there will be no difference between these masters and ordinary people.
After all, it is something to deal with a monk, a mortal.
Haha, to put it bluntly, if Xia Po hadn't wanted to test the gap between himself and the Grandmaster, he would have burned everyone present with a fireball talisman.
Then he forced Liu Quan to the throne and got what he wanted.
What these traitorous ministers could think of, the monk naturally thought of it too. He clasped his hands together and looked at Wei Changkong.
"Donor Wei, since you and I are both entrusted by others, why not join forces and catch this thief together?"
Wei Changkong never moved.
At this time, he was still standing on the high platform, holding a sword in one hand, seeming to be thinking about something.
After hearing the monk's words, he turned into a gust of black wind and came to the monk's side in an instant.
He will exhale on the long sword, and the breath will instantly form a white mist on the sword, and then a clear human face will appear.
Damn it, can this sword be used like this?
I have been playing tricks for decades, but I have never discovered it.
After seeing this scene, Xia Po followed suit.
He mobilized a breath of internal energy in his body, and then blew it towards the sword body.
A layer of white mist condensed on the sword, and under the white mist was a human face.
Looking at this face, Xia Po was shocked.
Isn't this your own face?
His face has always been disguised using disguise, and he actually always looks like he is sixteen years old.
So I have a fairly clear idea of what I looked like when I was sixteen.
On the other hand, Wei Changkong is also a young boy. After careful comparison, he should be what Wei Changkong looked like when he was a child.
It can be inferred from this that the face on the sword should be the face when the sword was raised for the first time.
Seeing this scene on Xia Po's sword, Wei Changkong's eyes flashed with light.
But it was covered up in an instant, and then he asked in a cold voice.
"Who are you?"
Xia Po narrowed his eyes and deliberately raised his voice.
"When I was practicing martial arts when I was young, I heard from my master that I had an uncle. I didn't expect that when I met today, my uncle is really old and strong. The word "Supreme" is a perfect match for you."
"Who is your master?"
"Wei Changji, Mr. Wei."
"What do you use to prove it?"
Xia Po didn't say anything, but touched his body and found the blood seed that Master Wei asked Xia Changyuan to give to him.
He didn't know if the other party recognized this thing, but it didn't cost any money to try it.
After Wei Changkong saw this little thing, a flash of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he seemed to understand something, and then asked.
"As long as you tell me the previous location of this thing, I will believe you."
"My master had been hiding it in his body before. He took it out when he was about to die and told me that it would be of great use in the future!"
Hearing this, the corners of Wei Changkong's eyes, which had long been dry due to old age, suddenly became wet.
"I didn't expect that I, Wei Changkong, have been alone for so many years, and I would see someone from my sect again."
"Uncle, let's talk about old times later. After all, now..."
Wei Changkong understood what Xia Po meant. After all, the two of them were enemies a second ago.
At this time, everyone realized something was wrong.
Only then did they notice that the swords in Wei Changkong's and Xia Po's hands couldn't be said to be similar, they were exactly the same!
And why is Wei Changkong famous?
It's because of his black sword that is said to be able to cut off all things!
And this black sword, Xia Po actually has one...
Something is wrong, something is so wrong!
Then I saw the two talking to each other for a long time, and they seemed to have a very good relationship...
At this time, all the traitorous officials began to become nervous. They understood how serious the consequences would be if Wei Changkong turned against Xia Po.
They could all see it, not to mention the monk who had been listening.
His bald head was wet, and cold sweat oozed all over his body.
He thought it was two against one, and he continued to fight for a long time, thinking that Wei Changkong would join him in beating the enemy.
It turns out that they are from the same sect, and Wei Changkong is their elder.
Wei Changkong also came from a martial arts background, and was famous for his emphasis on love and righteousness.
Now let Wei Changkong take action against his nephew.
Is this possible?
Totally impossible!
And it's very likely that it will turn into a righteous three-on-one fight.
Do you want to admit defeat and join these two?
But he has already accepted all the money...
Thinking of this, he had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
"Master Wei, what do you mean now?"
The monk's face can only be described in four words.
The skin smiles but the flesh does not smile.
At this time, Wei Changkong also fell into deep thought.
After weighing it again and again, he came up with a good idea.
"How about this, if you two take action, I won't interfere?"
When the monk heard this, he laughed.
"So good!"
His defense power is very high. As long as he doesn't fight back and uses all his energy to defend, the opponent will definitely not be able to break through his defense.
As long as the Zuo family can hold on for a while longer and find another master from their temple to help...
He was still dreaming about a bright future when he heard Wei Changkong say to Xia Po.
"By the way, your master didn't teach you the magical function of the black sword at all. As long as you use your internal force to activate the sword energy, you can hit one thing through another."
"is that so?"
Xia Po was puzzled, and then tried Wei Changkong's method, and found that the sharp sword energy could actually penetrate one thing and hit another.
To put it simply, sword energy damage is real damage!
In this case, the monk's body-protecting Qi is still a piece of cake!