The boy with the scar took long strides, the corners of his sword robe slightly raised, his eyes filled with cruelty and bloodthirsty, and he held a wooden sword in his hand. Zhao Jiuge was using his bare hands, his body glowing with golden light like glass, and his eyes showing determination, as he rushed toward the scarred boy as if he was desperate for his life.
The spiritual power aroused by the two people distorted the surrounding air, and whipped up gusts of wind. In a breath, the two people were about to collide head-on. The scarred boy tapped his wooden sword lightly, and brought the phantom sword. The light seemed slow, but in fact it was a shadow. It was too fast and was left behind. Zhao Jiuge just shrank his eyes, unmoved at all, and rushed forward with his own hands, with a fierce posture. At this moment, the golden light on the surface of Zhao Jiuge's body was extremely dazzling, like a rising sun, shining the sword light like a cold moon in his face.
Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding.
When several sword lights struck Zhao Jiuge, they only made a crisp sound without leaving even a trace. The golden light on the surface of Zhao Jiuge's body was just like a candle blown by the wind, dimmed and then followed. It's that dazzling golden color again, but resisting the scarred boy's sword light has further aggravated the consumption of spiritual power in the body. Since the Sanskrit Holy Body has been cultivated to this state, its power has been greatly strengthened. Strength has extraordinary power.
But Zhao Jiuge continued to rush forward without blinking an eye. After resisting the scarred boy's sword light, Zhao Jiuge looked upright, raised his right hand high, and fiercely moved toward the scarred boy's face with the momentum of a mountain without bending. Pat it on the head.
For the first time since the battle, the scarred boy's expression changed. He felt the sound of breaking wind in the sky. This slap was deadly. He quickly picked up the wooden sword and stepped forward to block it. It was too late, but it was too fast. The scarred boy's subconscious movements were as sharp as a Jaguar's. At the most fatal moment, he finally blocked Zhao Jiuge's violent slap.
Click.
The wooden sword immediately split into two parts, hissing, and the sound of gasping for air came from outside the venue. They were all stunned by Zhao Jiuge's brave slap. Unexpectedly, he slapped the wooden sword that had been injected with spiritual power. They were all curious about Zhao Jiuge's move. What kind of magic was being used? It was so powerful.
Even the old disciples who had been staring at the changes in the field looked interested. They were no better than the new disciples below. Their vision was so vicious and their knowledge was extraordinary. They were nothing before, until now Zhao Jiuge revealed The sharp slap of Sanskrit Holy Body aroused the interest of these old disciples.
Seeing Zhao Jiuge break the scarred boy's wooden sword, Bai Qingqing's nervous expression slowly relaxed. Then she looked at Zhao Jiuge carefully with a smile in her eyes. Even she had to admit in her heart that at that moment just now Zhao Jiuge is so handsome.
The scarred boy whose wooden sword was broken in his hand suddenly lost his center of gravity. He staggered and swayed a few times, looking quite embarrassed. The scarred boy was angry and angry. When did he think so highly of this person? Zhao Jiuge, and it was precisely this Zhao Jiuge that he didn't take seriously that made him suffer a small loss. How could he not be angry
Wow.
The noise outside the field started again, one wave after another, and everyone felt that today's competition was worth it. Previously, Zhao Jiuge was squeezed by the scar boy, but who knew that the scar boy was suppressed by Zhao Jiuge in the blink of an eye? As we went on, the situation suddenly reversed, which made everyone feel that today's trip was worthwhile.
Seeing that the palm only broke the wooden sword and did not hurt the boy with the scar, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but snorted coldly. Anger also appeared in the eyes of the guard. He continued to take advantage of the situation and slapped him away with another palm. It brought about a whirring sound of wind.
Seeing Zhao Jiuge's unyielding victory again and again, the veins on the scarred boy's forehead popped out, and his body fell violently to the ground, avoiding Zhao Jiuge's waving palms, and rolled several times, becoming more and more embarrassed. When she got up, even the buns fell down, and a few strands of black hair stuck to her cheeks.
Seeing that he was being forced like a stray dog by Zhao Jiuge, the scarred boy gritted his teeth, and his eyes burst out with a cannibalistic glare. Because of the strong anger in his heart, his eyes turned scarlet, "Zhao Jiuge, I will kill you today. .”
A roar resounded through the vast Xuantian Peak, and the scattered hair and the crazy state made people feel frightened and chilled.
Boom.
I saw the Scar boy getting up, roaring to the sky, and a terrifying wave appeared. The spiritual energy in Xuantian Mountain Range was denser than other places due to the large formation, and I saw the spiritual energy of Xuantian Peak moving towards Scar crazily. The young man rushed forward, and it was vaguely visible to the naked eye. The spiritual power gathered in the scarred boy's body, causing invisible ripples to rise around him. The disheveled scarred boy's eyes were slightly closed, and his hands were shaking. The spiritual power in his body was also at high speed. of consumption.
Finally, they slowly gathered together and formed, gradually condensing into a light curtain that looked like a gray bear on the earth. The whole body is tan, four to five meters in size, the whole body is thick, the limbs are strong and powerful, and the honest head is raised, but the eyes are like a scarred boy, exuding a fierce light, when the light curtain of this earth gray bear forms At that time, the stone platform under the scarred boy's feet cracked and snaked along the surrounding area.
"Fa Jue, don't think you are the only one. I want to see how strong your body refining technique is, so let me break your turtle shell." After the light was condensed, the scarred boy recovered a little bit. Sober, then the disdainful sneer appeared on his face again.
Before the words could be finished, a series of roars rang out.
Another powerful aura was condensed, and Zhao Jiuge's body was constantly squirming like ripples on the water. It was caused by spiritual light. Threatened by the aura of the scarred boy, the Sanskrit Holy Body practiced by Zhao Jiuge automatically After it was activated, the light curtain of the Laughing Buddha was also condensed. It was still quiet and peaceful, without the violent aura of the scarred boy.
When the light curtain of the Laughing Buddha appeared, the world became quiet. Petals were falling and rotating around the body, and there was faint chanting of Sanskrit. This time the vision was more obvious than the last time, even the smell of sandalwood. It became more intense. Listening to the chanting of Sanskrit music in his ears, Zhao Jiuge's eyes were blank for a while, and he was greatly shocked in his heart. What is the origin of this Sanskrit Heart Sutra? It is so mysterious and extraordinary. It must be just the tip of the iceberg. As his cultivation level grows, Breakthrough, this skill of cultivation is also slowly showing its uniqueness.
When the figure exuding a violent aura was far away from Zhao Jiuge, who exuded a quiet and peaceful aura, I felt that the aura of violence on the other side was diluted a lot by the aura brought by the Laughing Buddha. The same was true outside the court at this time. There was a sensation.
Those old disciples finally started talking privately.
"Wow, what magic technique did that handsome young man use? This is the first time I've seen him. It's so strange."
"Yes, the last time I went out with Master, I saw that even those seniors with advanced cultivations didn't have such extraordinary magic skills."
"We are old, and the disciples of this generation are really amazing and talented. I think back then we didn't start to know the magic until we got to the inner sect, and we practiced it for three years before we started to practice it. Unlike this group of disciples, the magic seems to be unnecessary. It seems like money.”
"It took me four years to earn money and pay tribute for my first magic spell back then. Hey, comparing people to each other is so irritating."
The disciples who were either riding strange beasts or riding flying swords sighed and sighed at each other, looking back on the vast years when they entered.
There was only that figure that stood out from the crowd, with her delicate eyebrows slightly raised, looking at the light and shadow of the Laughing Buddha, thoughtfully. It was the cold and charming woman in her mid-twenties who was wearing a white dress and a flaming red flying sword.
There was a circle around her, and no one dared to approach her. I don't know whether it was out of fear or respect for her. There was no old disciple standing beside her, but she seemed to be used to it, and her expression didn't look strange at all. She just looked at Zhao Jiuge.
The group of newcomers around the audience were really screaming. At this time, everyone only had envy and respect in their eyes. No matter whether they won or lost, these two people had won the respect of everyone. After all, strength is respected, and there is nothing. More important than strength, except for two people of course.
Mu Zijun's face was still calm, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking. The more powerful and experienced the two of them were, the calmer and terrifying Mu Zijun's face became. The other person was naturally Bai Zimo. When Zhao Jiuge showed that scene At that time, Bai Zimo's face became even more gloomy and terrifying, with an unconvinced look on his face.
Zhao Jiuge is not as good as him in terms of background, and Zhao Jiuge is not as good as him in terms of cultivation. Last time, he unexpectedly fell into the hands of him and Bai Qingqing. How could the arrogant Bai Zimo accept this? It was better than killing him. Still uncomfortable.
Looking at Zhao Jiuge's back, he felt more and more hatred, and he snorted coldly in his heart. The days are long and I'm not afraid that I won't have the chance to deal with you.
The space above the stone platform.
The faces of the three coaches also brightened up. They glanced at each other for a few moments and pondered for a while without speaking.
After a long while, Coach Zhou's face sank slightly, "We were wrong about the Seven Transformations of Mortal Transformation this time. We didn't expect there to be such a person. There are so many disciples in this group of disciples. I don't think this is the case." coincide."
After hearing this, Coach Li disagreed. He smiled faintly and touched the long white beard on his chin, "I don't think you need to worry too much. No matter what, these people are our disciples of Xuantian Peak. What are you afraid of?" .”
Coach Zhou frowned deeply, "The Xuantian Sword Sect's current status is precarious, so of course we have to be careful, especially when it comes to recruiting disciples. However, I believe that Senior Brother will be measured, and we still have plenty of time." , when I enter the inner gate three years later, I will naturally have the headmaster brother look at me, and I believe everything will be fine."
Coach Wang on the side did not participate in the conversation between the two. He just had a bright look in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, the conversation changed, "This Seven Mortal Transformation Technique is extremely domineering. It uses the power of spiritual beasts." Essence and blood infusion practice, every time you break through a level of realm, you can practice one more. It is said that when you reach the seventh level of practice, the phantom can be materialized, and the power is as powerful as the original spirit beast. In other words, the more powerful the retail used, the more powerful it will be if it is successfully cultivated. However, it is difficult to find the essence and blood of the first spiritual beast, and the second infusion cultivation is also particularly difficult. The more powerful the spiritual beast is, the harder it is to cultivate it. Otherwise, if you are not careful, you may be in danger of exploding your body. I think this little guy has now reached the first level of cultivation, which is the realm of the first transformation, and it is not very stable yet."
The two coaches on the side heard Coach Wang's words and nodded in agreement.