Li Madness slashed the flying sword of the Feiyuan Flying Dragon, which surprised everyone in the Tobu Hall.

His knife seemed to be split at random, but it happened to be split on Yuan Feilong's flying sword, fast, accurate, strong, simple and direct, as if there was a Tao.

"Is this little guy an old monster who has been reborn?"

On the Tobu Hall, that Elder Yuan exclaimed.

"This ......"

Everyone was taken aback, but to be reborn, one must cultivate above the Holy Rank, and the conditions for rebirth were very harsh, and it was impossible to succeed easily.

You must know that this kind of method of taking the lives of others is inherently harmful, and God is very fair, and if you want to take the lives of others, you have to pay the price.

Moreover, even if the seizure is successful, there are still many problems.

However, this little guy named Li Mad has a perfect fusion of spirit and spirit with his martial body, and he is not an old monster who is reborn at all.

In fact, with the cultivation of a saint-level powerhouse, you can tell at a glance whether this person is an old monster who has been reborn.

Moreover, Li Mad is not reborn, but a soul awakening, or a kind of memory awakening, his soul and memory are perfectly integrated with the soul of the original owner of this body.

In this way, even if it is a god realm powerhouse in person, he can't see anything.

"Impossible......"

Dongwu Immortal Sect Sect Leader Wu Hongdao shook his head.

"Yuan Zhentian, that kid of your family is going to be defeated. ”

Gu Yaoyang said suddenly, and the eyes of everyone in the hall were once again attracted by the projected image on the ancient mirror.

I saw that next to the small waterhole in the Lost God Valley, after Li Mad slashed Yuan Feilong's flying sword with one sword, he took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of Yuan Feilong.

Yuan Feilong was startled, and the next moment, he retreated directly, but a fist quickly grew larger in his pupils.

"Bump!"

He only felt that his eyes were dark, and he was punched directly in the right eye.

"Roar!"

Yuan Feilong was almost crazy, and then, all over his body erupted with extremely powerful sword rays, each sword ray was much more powerful than ordinary weapons.

However, Li Mad simply ignored this sword.

"Bump!"

Another collision sounded, and Yuan Feilong only felt that his left eye was black, and his left eye was also hit, which made him almost go berserk.

Yuan Feilong, who was hit by these two punches of Li Mad, almost fainted in front of his eyes, and what made him extremely depressed was that he obviously sensed the other party's punch, but he couldn't dodge it.

"Damn!"

Yuan Feilong was an innate mid-level grandmaster who had cultivated his mind, and the power of his mind exploded, and his purple rainbow flying sword that was slashed by Li Mad's sword immediately flew back towards him.

"Silver Star Knife?"

Yuan Feilong was shocked and angry, the other party can slash his flying sword with one sword, in addition to the surprising strength, there is also a very important point, that is, the knife in the other party's hand.

It is a spiritual weapon, a medium-grade spiritual weapon, forged from silver star iron, and the interior is planted with spiritual patterns, which can independently condense the spiritual energy to nourish the knife body.

If an ordinary weapon touches its own flying sword, it will be directly cut off, and it will not be able to block the blow of the flying sword at all.

Yuan Feilong's Purple Rainbow Flying Sword is also a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

I saw that Yuan Feilong pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the sword light like purple lightning was like a smart poisonous snake, and he went directly towards Li Mad.

"Then I'll play with you. ”

Li Madness chuckled, and the Silver Star Knife that he snatched from Yuan Weicheng in his hand also slashed out directly, and then slashed Yuan Feilong's flying sword.

This time, Yuan Feilong learned to be obedient, and directly jumped more than a dozen zhang away, opened the distance, and then fought with Li Mad with the sword.

He is using his own strengths and attacking the weaknesses of others.

In fact, this is not to say that Jian Xiu is not good at close attacks, but this Yuan Feilong has been scared by the two punches just now.

At this time, the sound of gold and iron colliding kept sounding, no matter how sharp Yuan Feilong's flying sword was, as fast as it was, and how weird it was, it was all slashed away by Li Mad's seemingly casual slash.

"How can it be!"

Yuan Feilong roared angrily, and changed several swordsmanship one after another, but the knife in Li Yan's hand was a perfect defense.

No matter how stormy you are, you won't be able to attack a sword.

"This ......"

Gu Pengfei, who was watching the play on the side, had already grown his mouth in shock, and his face was full of disbelief, at this time, in the Valley of the Lost Gods, the power of the chaotic gods was constantly increasing, that is, he was affected, and he was a little unstable.

Roars, roars, and screams were heard all over the Valley of the Lost Gods, some people were laughing wildly, and some people were crying, and the sky was falling apart, and the sun and moon were gone.

Among those who participated in the second round of the entrance assessment of the Dongwu Immortal Sect, many of them were hooked by the power of the chaotic gods, and the final result was only to be eliminated.

At this time, Gu Xuanyang and Shang Yuanshan, the outer gate elders who were guarding the entrance of the Lost God Valley, were all looking at a chopstick-sized incense stick inserted in the incense burner in front of them from time to time.

The incense in the incense burner has been burned for most of it, and the three hours are approaching.

However, there are already more than 1,100 people who have been eliminated from the game, and more and more people can't catch the test of the Valley of the Lost Gods and have been teleported out of the Valley of the Lost Gods.

It seems that the situation is not optimistic.

At this time, on the Tobu Hall, the high-ranking members of the Tobu Immortal Sect were staring at the scene projected on the ancient mirror without blinking.

"It's ......"

Inner Gate Elder Fan Chengde said in surprise.

This Fan Chengde is a sword powerhouse, the only sword saint in the Dongwu Immortal Sect, back then, he was just a half-saint, but after getting Li Mad's guidance, in the past six hundred years, he has not lived in vain, successfully broke through the shackles of cultivation and became a sword saint.

In his eyes, the knife that Li Mad casually chopped out did not follow any knife technique at all, it seemed to be done at random, but the knife was unpredictable.

This surprise touched the "Tao"?

A sixteen-year-old boy actually touched the "Tao"?

How is this possible!

The people sitting on the Dongwu Hall are all stepping on the ground, and the entire Dongwu Immortal Sect will tremble, how can they not see the reality of Li Mad?

This Li is crazy, they really have some suspicions that this little guy is reborn by some old monster, otherwise, how could he have such a profound martial arts understanding?

You know, this little guy with the same name and surname as Tobu Mad God is only sixteen years old, too young.

"This little guy is a peerless demon among the demons, this kind of disciple, we Dongwu Immortal Sect must not miss it, he may be the second Dongwu mad god. ”

Gu Yaoyang sighed.

"The second Tobu mad god?"

Everyone was taken aback when they heard this, if the Dongwu Immortal Sect produced another Dongwu mad god, then the Dongwu Immortal Sect would once again dominate the sect and command the world, and dare not disobey.

You must know that six hundred years ago, when the Dongwu Mad God Li Mad was still there, the Dongwu Immortal Sect was above any force, that is, the old emperor of the Eastern Holy Dynasty, if he wanted to see the mad god, he had to look at the mad god's mood.

"Hmph, I'm afraid this little guy won't make it through the third level. ”

Yuan Zhentian sneered.

"Yuan Zhentian, what do you mean, are you a pig's head? Want to keep this kind of disciple out? You don't want such a disciple, I want it, even if he can't pass the third level, I will accept him as my mantle heir." ”

Gu Yaoyang said angrily at Yuan Zhentian.

"This ......"

As soon as they heard Gu Yaoyang's words, everyone in the hall was moved, and even the eyes of the sect leader Wu Hongdao lit up, and they all moved the idea of accepting disciples.

"What are you doing, he is mine, you don't even think about it. ”

Gu Yaoyang glanced at everyone and said loudly.

"Humph!"

Yuan Zhentian sneered twice and did not speak.