"Is that human being?"
Seeing Guan Ao killing everyone on the sword platform, the people in the audience had only this thought!
Guan Ao, who was already extremely powerful and almost inhuman, now has a sledgehammer in his hand. The power is so powerful that it is impossible to look directly at him. As the hammer rotates, it stirs up gusts of wind. One after another whirlpools appeared out of thin air in the void, sweeping across the four realms. Anyone who came even a little bit closer was swept away by the strong wind. Even if they were highly cultivated, they would not be swept away by the strong wind, but as long as they were swept away by the giant hammer, they would not be swept away by the strong wind. If it is rubbed even a little, it will end miserably. Neither the weapon nor the body can withstand a single blow.
In this situation, the sword platform that had just become bustling and lively quickly became deserted again. I don’t know how many people were thrown off the stage, and I don’t know how many people were frightened and took the initiative to follow the platform. Jumped down from the sword platform...
Looking at Guan Ao wielding a sledgehammer and charging into all directions, no matter on the stage or off, there is only one thought in his mind!
"That's not a human being..."
"...That must be the devil from hell!"
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"What kind of arrogant man dares to act wild here?"
Not to mention that when Guan Ao took action, he shocked the four regions of the world. On this Immortal Platform, he alone drove nearly a hundred monks to flee in embarrassment, crying and howling, and strong winds swept around. However, he had already driven away the one who had never left. The disciple who had passed the sword-washing pool was startled. He was almost hit by a monk who flew over. His eyebrows stood up in anger. His eyes were like swords and he looked towards Guan Ao coldly.
"Um?"
Guan Ao was also startled subconsciously and turned to look at him.
At this moment, the sword-washing pool disciple's eyebrows stood up, and his sword was unsheathed with a "swish" sound.
He does have the pride of a disciple of Xi Jian Chi. Even if he wants to attack Guan Ao, he will only draw his sword when he faces him.
"Changlanglang..."
As soon as his long sword came out of its scabbard, it immediately emitted a long and piercing sound.
Then, the world suddenly became dark, and only a sword light was as bright as the sun, and it was slowly sent forward.
"not good… "
Seeing the scene of the sword-washing pool disciple drawing his sword, the hearts of all the cultivators around him jumped at the same time.
Even Fang Yuan was shocked.
But after all, he still saw how Guan Ao was killing everyone just now, and he forcibly held back.
"Roar… "
When the disciple of Xijianchi drew his sword, Guan Ao also sensed the murderous intention in him.
He roared violently and struck with a hammer.
But this strike, although there were strong winds and the void was empty, was too slow for the disciples of Xi Jianchi.
The sword of the sword-washing disciple looks slow, but it is because it is too fast and too bright, which gives people a "slow" feeling...
In fact, that sword was fast and precise, and it carried an indescribable mysterious meaning. As early as when Guan Ao's sky hammer was halfway through, the sword had already struck Guan Ao sharply and skillfully. At the joint of Guan Ao's right arm, the power contained in this sword light suddenly roared out, and a series of crackling sounds exploded at the joint of Guan Ao's right arm...
At this time, Guan Ao's body was covered with a layer of fine red lotus fire. Unless this layer of flames was broken, no one could hurt him. However, the sword of the disciple of the Sword Washing Pool was both powerful and very clever. , it actually made his right arm stiff.
"Huh..."
The sledgehammer he hit that day came out of his hand in an instant and hit the upper right corner of the sword stand.
The entire sword platform seemed to tremble, and the restriction in the upper right corner rippled layer by layer, and then tore apart violently, and the hammer slowly slid back, and then When it hit the ground of the sword platform, there was only a loud "bang" sound. Where the hammer hit, the hard white marble bricks shattered into a spider web shape and spread into a huge pit!
"Oh my god, how heavy is that hammer?"
Countless cultivators who were observing the exam all around took a breath of cold air. This scene was so impactful.
Just now, the Sky Hammer crushed Master Xiaoyue's arm. The audience thought it was because the power attached to the hammer was too strong. Later, Guan Ao held the hammer in his hand and swept it across all directions. It looked light and airy. It also gave rise to a misunderstanding!
It wasn't until this moment that the giant hammer hit the ground that people realized how heavy it was!
Soon, someone else recognized him: "Did those four leaders use this hammer to forge iron for a full ten hours?"
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"What kind of monster is this?"
As for the disciple of the Sword Washing Pool, he originally planned to chop off Guan Ao's arm with a sword, but he didn't expect that he just chopped off the giant hammer in his hand with one sword. His face was also slightly condensed, but he only felt that Guan Ao's body was The tyranny was far beyond his imagination. His eyes were slightly cold, and he stared at the Red Lotus War Gang on Guan Ao, and then he kept thinking in his mind, thinking about how to break his war gang!
"Roar… "
As for Guan Ao, who was killed by his sword and had just used the giant hammer to escape, he was also anxious and angry. With a roar, he rushed towards him and punched the thin disciple of the Sword Washing Pool hard. The figure smashed over. However, no matter how powerful his punch was, his speed was still slow. When the punch hit him, the sword-washing disciple moved around and was already behind him.
"laugh!"
His sword was like a chain, and he slashed behind Guan Ao again.
But this time, the red lotus fire on Guan Ao was still blocked and did not hurt him!
Guan Ao was still in a daze at this time, but he felt more and more furious. He roared and grabbed the sword-washing pool disciple. However, his strength was now indescribably great, but his speed was obviously much worse. In this small area, he could never catch the disciple of the Sword Washing Pool. Instead, he used his body skills to move around, and the sword light kept hitting various vital points on his body.
This really made Guan Ao so angry that he roared wildly, and the war aura on his body actually increased inch by inch...
All the cultivators under the sword platform were stunned, and their hearts were so excited that it was hard to describe.
But not to mention how furious Guan Ao was in his heart, the disciple of Xijianchi felt even more embarrassed, and angrily thought to himself: "This guy obviously only has brute strength and is not worth mentioning. He wants me to be a dignified black-robed swordsman in Xijianchi. But you can't even break through his external defense?"
"If it is passed back to the sword pool, how can I have the face to fight for the identity of the white-robed swordsman?"
As his mind moved, he became more and more angry. Suddenly, the sword's power changed suddenly, from being light and fast to becoming as heavy as a mountain. At the same time, layers of black began to faintly wrap around the sword body. The sword energy, and even the void around him, became blurred at this time, as if affected by some kind of force field, and began to have an indescribable and unexplained flavor.
"Is that... sword intention?"
A knowledgeable person recognized the power on the sword and was suddenly shocked.
At this moment, the sword-washing disciple thrust out with a "swish" sound. At this moment, Guan Ao also turned around and grabbed him, but he did not dodge like before, but used all his strength and spirit to catch him. Mind is integrated into this sword...
With a "chi" sound, the sword pierced Guan Ao's chest, breaking through the battle gauntlet, and penetrated three inches into the flesh...
"Wow..."
Seeing this scene, all the monks watching the battle suddenly stood up and stretched their necks to watch.
As Fang Yuan watched this scene, his palms were filled with cold sweat.
He couldn't help but move forward a few feet, but Manager Sun next to him shook his head at him. Fang Yuan also knew that he was concerned and was confused. He secretly accumulated magical power, but did not take action immediately. Instead, he stared at the stage!
"hehe… "
When the disciple of the Xijianchi saw that Guan Ao was finally injured with one sword, he also showed a sneer on his face. But soon, his expression changed slightly, and his sword with sword intention instantly broke through Guan Ao. The Zhan Gang penetrates three inches into the flesh, but the key point is that it always penetrates three inches into the flesh. After inserting three inches, it seems to have encountered great resistance, and it can no longer penetrate...
"Is this guy's body made of pig iron?"
This discovery really surprised him. He pushed forward, but he didn't move!
On the contrary, his sword, which was forged with the water of the sword-washing pond, was actually turning red under the licking of the red lotus sword around Guan Ao. The runes engraved on the sword's body also turned red at this time Peeling off bit by bit, almost melting...
"Roar… "
Guan Ao, who was stung by the sword, had raging anger in his eyes, and he yelled and grabbed him.
The sword-washing pool disciple was shocked, immediately drew his sword and retreated.
But when he wanted to draw his sword, he realized that his sword couldn't be drawn out.
The sword penetrated into Guan Ao's body and was tightly locked by his body. With his strength, he could not pull the sword out!
This caused his movement to freeze for an instant, but at this moment, Guan Ao's big hand grabbed him and grabbed his sword-holding arm. The sword-washing disciple was shocked and subconsciously He flew up, kicked out with both feet, and with all his magic power, he stepped on Guan Ao's body four or five times in succession, each one carrying the violent power of breaking mountains and cracking rocks...
But Guan Ao didn't react!
As if he had been kicked several times by a child, without even frowning, his other hand reached over and grabbed one of his feet.
Then he said "Hey", raised the sword-washing pool disciple above his head, and pulled it outward with both hands...
"not good… "
When all the cultivators saw this scene, they were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweat: "Are you trying to tear apart the disciples of the Sword Xiuchi?"
As soon as they saw Guan Ao's action, who could not guess his intention
The place suddenly became chaotic, and there were waves of exclamations.
"Stop it quickly..."
On both sides of the sword platform, in mid-air, there are also several invigilating monks. Although the rules set by the black-robed old cultivators are simple and they don't seem to care much about those who are seriously injured or lose their lives during the sword exam, they need to He was responsible for not letting things get out of control. Now that they saw this scene, they were all frightened. How could they sit back and watch the disciples of the Sword Xiuchi being torn apart
Amidst the roar, they flew down at the same time, and the four people pressed down on Guan Ao together.
The invigilating monks who rushed to the sword platform to stop Guan Ao were all intermediate-level Jindan cultivators. They rushed to Guan Ao's side almost instantly. The two of them were in front of them and held down Guan Ao's left arm at the same time. , the two people behind them pressed on Guan Ao's shoulders.
Based on their cultivation level, this press is extremely powerful.
But what he didn't expect was that Guan Aoshi lost his temper and didn't know how to tell whether the other party had good intentions or evil intentions. He felt that several more powerful qi machines rushed towards him, and he immediately roared violently and used all his strength. The sword platform was shaking as he stepped on it, and the surrounding Red Lotus War Gang roared loudly. The four invigilators were unable to hold him down and were pushed back.
Then, he roared like a madman, and still tore the sword-washing pool disciple apart.
However, due to the influence of these high-level golden elixirs, he was not able to tear the entire body in half, but tore off an arm. The disciple of the Xi Jianchi passed out without even a hum. Blood splattered all over Guan Ao...
The surrounding area suddenly became quiet, and everyone thought they were in a nightmare.
They rubbed their eyes several times, unable to believe the scene in front of them.
A dignified disciple of the Sword Washing Pool was actually torn apart
But what was even more shocking was what happened later. Guan Ao tore the sword-washing pool disciple in half, and threw most of his body on the ground. He had already passed out, but he was still holding an arm in his hand. He was covered with blood. His body seemed to be attracted by something, his face became more ferocious and fierce, his eyes were filled with blood, and he actually lifted the arm and brought it directly to his mouth...
Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan was finally startled and shouted loudly: "You can't eat that!"
(End of chapter)