Everyone fell silent, unexpectedly, the young man who was originally as gentle as jade dared to say such words in full view.
"Arrogant and conceited." The person who started said loudly.
He walked towards the ring step by step, and said in his mouth: "When you are convinced by my power of returning to Tibet, you will know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky."
Every time he took a step, his figure became bigger and bigger, and the power of Guizang wandered around his body endlessly.
It turned out that he had awakened the power of Guizang before joining the sect!
No wonder he dared to stand up and challenge Gu Qingshan.
When this martial artist walked to the front of the ring, he had already turned into a giant with a height of four.
His muscles are as hard as a rock, and his skin color has turned into dark black. Standing under the ring, he is actually two bodies taller than Gu Qingshan on the ring.
"This is Stone Diamond." A knowledgeable monk exclaimed in surprise.
Many sect elders who are good at martial arts are watching him, showing interest.
Among the powers of Gui Zang, there are some supernatural powers that can be upgraded continuously, which are very attractive.
Because of these basic supernatural powers, with the continuous promotion of martial arts monks, they will also be improved step by step, and finally become great supernatural powers with great power.
When Stone King Kong reaches its ultimate state, it will become Angry Eye King Kong, which is a very powerful supernatural power of martial arts monks.
After Guizang's power has been turned into Glaring Vajra, if he can enter the Buddhist sect and further refine his supernatural powers, he might be able to master the Buddhist sect's divine skill—the Vajra is not bad.
However, when people looked at Lingye Temple, all the monks lowered their heads, as if they didn't pay attention to this person.
Buddhist sects pay attention to mind and fate, it seems that this person is still out of their sight.
With such supernatural powers, Lingye Temple doesn't like it. No wonder this person is so anxious to act.
The giant looked down at Gu Qingshan, showing a slight sarcasm: "You are such a weak chicken, I can kill three with one palm."
He hummed.
Gu Qingshan looked at him calmly, without saying a word.
Seeing that he was silent, the giant became even more agitated: "Hmph, weak chicken, in the ring competition, there are winners and losers, and the saint has nothing to say."
The giant leaped forward and rushed towards Gu Qingshan.
His hill-like figure covered the sun and turned the ring into a shadow.
At the same time as he jumped up, Gu Qingshan also jumped up lightly and went up to meet him.
The earth sword was swung up by Gu Qingshan, and smashed against the giant.
That's right, it's smashing.
This sword was very slow, but no matter how the giant dodged and moved, his body still went straight to meet the long sword.
Can't escape! The giant suddenly understood.
"Then go to hell!"
The giant shouted violently, raised his fist, and prepared to fight the opponent head-on.
Boom—
boom!
The two met, and one of them turned into an afterimage and was photographed from mid-air.
Blood mist was flying all over the sky, and a deep pit appeared on the ground under the arena.
Everyone looked around and saw that Gu Qingshan was still standing on the ring, but the giant had disappeared.
Several law enforcement monks rushed into the deep pit immediately.
After a while, hysterical crying came from the pit.
"It hurts, hurts, hurts!"
Hearing this voice, the onlookers couldn't bear it any longer, they all released their spiritual thoughts and swept into the deep pit.
Many people fought a cold war together.
"A mass of mud..." someone murmured.
"The bones are all shattered. Even with all-out treatment, it will take several years to heal." Someone answered in a low voice.
In the past few years, the pain I have suffered in my body is no less than going to hell.
People looked at Gu Qingshan, their expressions changed a little.
Among the several teachers, someone muttered: "It's a bit like Kaishan Sword Art, but it's stronger than Kaishan Sword Art. What kind of sword art is this?"
After the sage pointed out, Gu Qingshan mastered the 1,106 kinds of sword formulas and refined them into one. Coupled with the power of the ground sword's heavy strikes, the head teacher certainly couldn't tell what kind of sword formulas they were.
"This kind of sword formula is not included in my Zongzang Jiange. If it is not created by myself, it must be taught by a sage." Elder Wan Jianzong said.
The bosses became a little interested and continued to read.
"Come again." Gu Qingshan said coldly, shaking off the blood on the sword.
Among the top 20 monks, a thin male monk came out more and more.
"Don't underestimate people, your sword is just powerful, your slow speed is your fatal flaw, you can't hit me at all."
As he spoke, he twisted his body, and the next second he was already standing on the ring.
"My agility is just right to restrain your epee." He looked at Gu Qingshan proudly.
Gu Qingshan didn't look at him, looked down the ring, and continued: "You guys go together, so I won't waste time."
"You!" The skinny man was furious, his feet touched the ground, and he rushed straight to Gu Qingshan.
As soon as he moved, he saw that the faces of everyone under the ring changed in unison.
kindness? What's wrong
The skinny man was wondering, but he heard someone shouting from the ring: "Don't move!"
This voice was a sect elder who had selected him for the annual examination.
The other party was really kind to me, and I was very moved, and originally planned to enter that sect.
However, the situation has changed now, and a world leader like Qingyunmen is close at hand, and it is within easy reach, so there is no way to do it, so I can only grit my teeth and give up that sect.
The skinny monk listened, but pretended not to hear, his figure turned into a gust of wind and swept towards Gu Qingshan.
The next second, he found a body flying out of his line of sight.
It seemed to be my body.
As he was thinking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain, and then fell into the boundless darkness, no longer conscious.
In other people's eyes, they saw the thin man rushing forward. During the whole process, his hands, arms, legs, and feet were all separated from his torso. In the end, a head flew out.
His limbs and head were scattered all over the ground, and his body flew forward a foot before falling to the ground, blood gushing out.
On the arena, Gu Qingshan held the ground sword and twisted it lightly.
"If you want to die, you can't help it," he said.
Numerous faintly visible filaments retracted from all directions, penetrated into the ground sword, and disappeared.
"Sword Qi Huasi? This age?" Elder Wan Jianzong asked in surprise.
This is an ingenious technique of controlling sword qi, and it is necessary to control the sword qi to a fine-grained level before it is possible to turn the sword qi into threads and arrange them layer by layer as traps.
Gu Qingshan pointed at the remaining 18 monks with his sword: "Come, come, come up together, if I say I will conquer you, I will conquer you."
Seeing the tragic situation of the two people in front of them, the monks already felt a bone-chilling chill.
They gritted their teeth, looked at each other, and immediately understood each other's thoughts.
"Go together!"
"Get rid of him, or everyone will die!"
Dozens of figures jumped up one after another, and fell towards the ring.
"That's right, it will save me trouble." Gu Qingshan raised his ground sword and pointed at the people in the air.
The long sword stabs forward, and the turbulent killing intent surrounds it, making the hearts of the viewers throb.
But what was strange was that his sword was not aimed at the crowd who were flying towards him.
His sword pointed to the sky above the crowd.
The world was silent.
In the ground sword, something seemed to wake up suddenly and let out a pleasant murmur.
Sudden.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
It was like a giant in ancient mythology beating a war drum.
The dazzling sword light burst from the tip of the Earth Sword, and it moved forward with a deafening roar.
"Secret Sword!" A bystander shouted.
Several sect elders looked at each other, one of them nodded and said: "That's right, Duan Shui Liu, I haven't seen such a secret sword for many years."
A gust of violent sword wind blew past, and the dozen or so people who leaped over disappeared.
They were wiped away by the sword wind, and their consciousness was scattered by the explosion of the sword light, and they flew out of the Tiangong indiscriminately.
Several law enforcement monks flew out and used various flying magic weapons to catch the fainted people.
A dozen or so monks lined up, their eyes closed, unconscious.
Gu Qingshan looked at the heads who had already stood up, and said: "These people are somewhat useful to the human race, so I spare their lives."
He looked around at the group of monks below the ring and said: "From now on, if anyone dares to offend my Hundred Flowers Sect, I will kill them."
His tone was firm and calm.
Many monks thought about the scene just now, and soon came to a correct judgment.
The young man really deflected the edge of the sword, otherwise, with the power of the sword just now, it would be more than enough to kill these people.
Gu Qingshan took back the sword and looked at the three remaining monks in the arena.
"Huh? Are you still there?" He asked strangely, "Aren't you going to fight me?"
The three of them knelt down, kowtowed and said: "I was wrong, I was wrong, you don't remember villains, don't bother with me."
As a monk, but kowtow to others, the heart of Dao has been broken.
Gu Qingshan stopped looking at them, took a deep breath, and looked at Li Changan.
"Come up." Gu Qingshan smiled.
Li Chang'an also laughed out loud, and said, "Take it as if I'm afraid of you."
"You have the secret sword, so don't I have the secret?" He walked up to the ring step by step, and said, "It's time for the disciples of the new generation of saints to compete."
A long gun appeared in his hand.
Gu Qing Shan didn't speak.
Li Changan raised his spear, flicked the spear, and stopped.
"Teach me," he said.
Judging by his haughty appearance, the meaning of these two words should be to enlighten the other party.
Before Gu Qingshan could speak, the spear moved.
—From stillness to movement, almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into a thunderous killing move, and the surrounding air made a sharp tearing sound.
Li Changan's whole body and the spear merged into one, like an indomitable sharp arrow.
This spear is the esoteric meaning of spear art, if you don't stab someone, you will never turn around.
No one expected that Li Changan's mind was so deep, and he didn't have much to say, not to mention the first attack, the attack was a killer move.
If Gu Qingshan is not prepared enough, or if he does not respond properly, he will definitely be pierced.
The spear sank into Gu Qingshan's body.
One shot!
Got it!
Li Changan opened his mouth to laugh, but found that the touch from the tip of the gun was wrong.
Looking again, the person left behind an afterimage, and his real body disappeared.
not good!
Li Changan turned around and left, dragging his spear.
A chill came over his head, and he swung his gun in the air without hesitation, trying to knock him down.
The two weapons met in the air, making a deafening sound.
Li Changan yelled violently: "I caught you, die for me!"
With a shrill wind sound, the long spear whizzed across the afterimage.
— and missed again.