"Hmph, Rainstorm Pear Blossom!"

After many experiments, Guo Ming also knew that he had fallen for Liu Xun, and he didn't hesitate at the moment, and shot one hundred and eight thin needles in a row, blocking all of Liu Xun's retreats. The Lost Phantom was launched, and Liu Xun easily dodged it with three shadows, and even appeared behind Guo Ming in an instant, stabbing out with a shot.

"Crane!"

The crane was the most treacherous, Guo Ming was horrified, and a paper umbrella appeared in his hand to try to block the blow. The white crane disappeared instantly when it touched the paper umbrella, and then appeared on Guo Ming's chest.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Guo Ming moved a few times to widen the distance, and pointed to the sky with one hand: "Heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals help me!" With an order, the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals carried the power of thunder towards Liu Xun, but Liu Xun stabbed the void with the tip of his spear, ignoring the sword and axe.

Guo Ming's pupils contracted, and his tricks were actually vulnerable in front of Liu Xun, or like acupuncture cotton, he encountered a natural enemy. Soon, all the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals disappeared, and the clouds and mist were useless, and the spiritual power dissipated as soon as it was collected.

Everyone also suddenly realized that the so-called Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals were just illusions!

Guo Ming was furious, his phantom sound magic skills were vulnerable in front of Liu Xun, and now he had no means to deal with Liu Xun, when he was arrogant, he felt that he would not allow himself to lose face here, otherwise he would respond to Liu Xun's sentence "If you lose, you will be embarrassed."

Although Liu Xunxiu was two levels lower than him on the surface, his spiritual power was far superior to him, and Guo Ming's spiritual power had already been exhausted when he urged such a big illusion. In a short time, countless colors have been hung, and the nine-fold tiger roared straight towards Guo Ming, even if there are countless magic weapons, it will not help.

Guo Kai let out a long sigh, and a force penetrated through the fourth floor and smashed the white tiger.

"The Guo family admits defeat!"

Guo Ming's defeat has three points, one is too proud, the other is too dependent on magic weapons, he has been rich and wealthy since he was a child, and there are countless magic weapons, of course, he will not practice hard every day like ordinary monks, and there are countless guards around him, usually let him, and over time he has developed this arrogant and domineering, self-respecting character.

The third is the price of majoring in illusion, if the illusion technique encounters a nemesis, then there is no chance of turning the tables, and Liu Xun is his nemesis.

Guo Ming's defeat is followed by the last game of today's competition, which is also the highlight and the focus of the battle.

"Xiao Wangzhi vs. Lin Wuya!"

One of these two people is a sword-wielding scholar who has been sharp for more than ten years, and the other is a famous and domineering messenger of hell.

"Three breaths, three breaths, three breaths!" There are many good deeds who shouted.

"Take out your strongest move and let me see it!"

Lin Wuya's silver spear was cross-skilled, and it was rare that he did not fulfill everyone's wishes, although everyone was slightly disappointed, but it was also reasonable, after all, Xiao Wangzhi's treacherous methods were also extraordinary, especially the trick "Autumn Point Soldier on the Battlefield", which was extremely strange, and this seemed to be not his strongest trick.

"Good!"

Xiao Wangzhi's eyes flashed, and he was already moved, only to see him hanging the Datong sword in front of him, his hands kept pinching, and then pointed to the sky.

"I have a sword coming from the Nine Heavens, and I want to go to the Nine Shadows!"

"Do you dare to take it?"

The words fell, and the Datong sword shot into the sky and disappeared. After a while, I saw the dark clouds rolling, as if the heavens were angry, and wanted to send calamity, the thunder in the dark clouds was incessant, the sky gradually darkened, and the sunny noon seemed to have become a dark night with no fingers in sight.

Everyone raised their eyes to look at the only light in the sky, only to see a simple huge ancient sword began to drill out in the dark clouds, just the tip of the sword made everyone breathless, the domineering and vicissitudes of life filled the surroundings, it seemed like a sharp sword hanging in everyone's hearts.

The giant sword is simple and unpretentious, and the whole body is golden, like a virtual reality. However, the body of the sword is mutilated, and it is engraved with strange words, which no one can read. Of course, the most bizarre thing is the eight iron chains tied to the giant sword, exuding supreme majesty and killing aura.

It seems that this sword should not be in this world!

Under this supreme divine power, the plants and trees on the ground began to wither rapidly, as if their own vitality was absorbed by them, and the people who ate melons were all prostrate on the ground, as if they were worshipping the gods of the heavens, or the demon kings who surrendered to hell.

As for those nobles and young people, they looked at Liu Xun as if they had seen their own nightmare, their faces full of incredulity and shock. This is the Xiao Wangzhi they oppressed at will in Kyoto? This is the Xiao Wangzhi who is submissive?

"Freak!"

And under this coercion, Ling'er was actually forced to turn back into her body, and trembled in Qiao Yanran's arms, although Qiao Yanran also had palpitations, but it was more excitement and expectation, as long as Xiao Wangzhi killed this strange person, then the final was Liu Xun and him, and there was no need to worry about Liu Xun's safety.

Liu Xun's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't expect Xiao Wangzhi to be so strong, if it weren't for Lin Wuya's performance being too invincible, Liu Xun believed that no one would be able to force him out with all his strength. This trick was terrifying, Liu Xun asked himself that even if he tried his best, it would be impossible to catch it, and he couldn't help but be a little worried, although this worry was too ridiculous for him.

The meaning of Huangquan permeated the ring, and a rare solemnity appeared in Lin Wuya's eyes, only to see his silver spear thrown, and instantly turned into a silver dragon, the dragon circled around Lin Wuya's body, but Lin Wuya pinched the trick with both hands and shouted with one hand, and then his body began to expand and change rapidly.

But he saw that the black robe shrouded him, a hood covered his head, and his face was pitch black, revealing only two blood-red eyes, shining with a ghostly light. The silver dragon transformed, turning into a huge black scythe, which was in the shape of a waning moon, and the blade exuded the aura of death that wiped out everything.

Everyone was shocked, and at the same time, twelve Jindan monks appeared around the ring, only to see that their hands kept pinching, and a light array was erected, isolating the ring from the outside world, as if to prevent the battle in the ring from harming the audience. After all, many of these viewers have the identity of a head and a face, and their cultivation is not high, if there is any damage, no one can afford it.

"Heaven and earth are the same!"

Xiao Wangzhi roared angrily, picked up his sword finger, and swung down, and the ancient sword in the air seemed to be inspired and slowly fell. The earth was trembling, fine sweat appeared on the foreheads of the twelve Jindan monks, their faces were solemn, and the formation seemed to be fluctuating, of course, with their strength, it was naturally worth the power of this move, but to control the qi waves here in the ring and not interfere with them, it was naturally extremely draining.

"This is the Tsukiji Monk?"

"Is this really a foundation monk?"

Guo Ming couldn't believe it, and Qin Kai, Zhao Yang and others were also shocked. I saw Lin Wuya Lin Wuya shouted violently, and waved the sickle in his hand, and the already gray sky suddenly became darker, and a skeletal appearance of death in a black robe appeared from behind Lin Wuya, also holding a scythe and running towards the sky with a scythe Datong Sword with a cruel smile, and there were countless little ghosts behind him.

"A hundred calamities become murderous, a thousand annihilations become madness, and ten thousand devour souls!"