The Battle Spirit Monument is an independent small world, in which all the amazing geniuses of the past 10,000 years have gathered, and they will engrave their own rankings on it in order to prove that the Dao is ascending. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In a gray space, there was no grass, and there were clusters of fiery red balls condensed in the air, the shape of the balls seemed to be the size of a fist, exuding a strong aura of fire element.

At this moment, Mei Guhuan, Rabbit Boy, and Mu Qixuan were teleported to the same world.

"Wow, what place is this, how is the sky gray here?" As soon as the rabbit-eared boy arrived here, he looked at this scene with wide amber eyes, and his tone was very surprised.

Suddenly, not far away, I saw an embarrassed figure flying towards him, and the speed was staggering.

Take a closer look, isn't this the little fat man who was kicked into the conveyor belt by Mei Guhuan before, but he still carries an oversized Qiankun bag on his back, the cloth bag is bulging, and it is obviously stuffed with things.

There was a loud bang, and the little fat man seemed to have been hit hard, clutching his chest, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing right on the rabbit-eared boy's clothes.

When the little fat man saw that the person who came was actually an old acquaintance, he immediately smiled bitterly, what kind of bad luck did he have?

There is a chase and killing in the back, and there is an enemy in front!

"Run! He's going to catch up......" The little fat man was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he was very anxious to open his mouth to Mei Guhuan, and his tone was full of horror.

"Who's catching up? What trouble have you gotten into? Mei Guhuan glanced at the full Qiankun bag, and couldn't help but wonder in her heart that this guy who loves money as much as his life couldn't rob a genius of any clan.

When the little fat man heard this, he immediately covered his face with a weak heart, and responded with an unnatural choking voice through the gap between his fingers, and said: "It is the Terran Sword Pavilion that is called the body of the sword god that is rare in ten thousand years, the sword is merry, that madman...... I'm just watching him fight with other geniuses...... I picked up the bag on the ground, and he chased after me...... Look again......" The little fat man faintly saw a white figure across the sky, running towards him.

Suddenly frightened, he hid tightly behind Mei Guhuan, looking like you saved me, I don't want your money, okay?

"Is this your begging attitude?" Mei Guhuan said calmly, and her tone was very elegant.

"I can't share half of the treasure, my little ancestor ......" The little fat man's face hurt, if he hadn't been able to beat the madman with the sword, how could he open his mouth to beg for help.

"Okay, ...... deal"

The sword is romantic, it is rumored that the Sword Pavilion intends to cultivate to become the next generation of sword masters, at the age of ten, he overwhelmed the contemporary generation in the same sect, at the age of fifteen, he was a genius master who challenged the various cultivation sects, and at the age of twenty, he challenged the older generation of masters with the realm of Yuan Ying, and it was rumored that he had not been defeated.

It is the most promising candidate to cultivate the Tao and become an immortal!

However, a white figure, holding a long sword, carried nine swords behind it at the same time, a strong suit, and blood dripping from the blade of the sword, it can be seen that he should have fought with someone just now.

"Little fat man, hand over the Qiankun bag, I'll let you go!" Jian Merry's eyes are very clear, and his murderous aura is very heavy, it seems that he is using his sword to prove the Tao.

"I ...... I've handed over the Qiankun bag to my boss......" The little fat man puffed up his chest, looking like he was not afraid of the sky and the earth.

Then he immediately stood behind Mei Guhuan, his little eyes shining with fine light.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden appearance of the sword merry, and looked up and down the sword merry suspiciously.

The same sword looked at Mei Guhuan, a trace of amazement appeared in his eyes, and then he was clear as usual, this girl is a demon beast illusion!

"Fellow Daoist, please return the Qiankun bag to me!"

"Now the thing is in my hands, it is my ......"

"Then don't blame me for being rude......"

Jian Fengliu was just about to make a move, and suddenly felt a palpitating aura lock on him, could it be him?

A man in purple stood behind Mei Guhuan in a very low-key manner, with a chuckle on the corner of his mouth, a light and breezy appearance, and a bewitching smile.

Sure enough, there was a strong man present, and Jian Fengliu's eyes completely ignored Mei Guhuan, and looked at Mu Qixuan with a fanatical expression.

Fiery said: "You are very strong, I want to fight with you, if you win the treasure, I can not do it, leave immediately, what?"

Mu Qixuan originally accompanied Mei Guhuan to go shopping casually, but when he turned his head and saw Mei Guhuan looking at him hopefully, his eyes were crystal clear, and he chuckled, it seemed that he had to fight!

"You're too weak to deserve my shot! I didn't even feel the sword intent...... "Mu Qixuan just glanced at it, waved his hand, and didn't speak.

With a snort, the long sword came out of its sheath, pointed diagonally at Mu Qixuan, and said lightly: "In the Yuan Infant Stage, I ranked the third thousand on the Battle Spirit Tablet!" Do you dare to fight? ”

You must know that the Battle Spirit Tablet has existed since ancient times, and there are countless geniuses for tens of thousands of years, and there is usually a list in each realm, which is almost ranked according to the provisions of potential and combat power, and it is not easy to rank three thousand in the contemporary sword style.

"Well, as you wish!" Mu Qixuan didn't talk nonsense, and gently raised his left hand in his sleeve.

With a distance of ten meters around Mu Qixuan's body, bursts of yuan force were emitted, forming a small tornado, and the violent wind force spread out to the surroundings.

The people around were all dressed in hunting and hunting with the wind that emanated, and their hair was flying.

Mei Guhuan's eyes flashed a little bit of fine light, she had never seen Mu Qixuan make a move, who was he?

The sword was merry, and the posture was sharp and slashed towards Mu Qixuan, and where the sword qi passed, the air erupted with a crackling sound.

The little fat man exclaimed in surprise and said, "This is a sword pavilion stunt, a white slashing sword technique...... I didn't expect the sword to be practiced? ”

I saw that Mu Qixuan didn't move, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the oncoming sword!

Suddenly, he moved!

"Kill you with one finger!" Mu Qixuan opened his mouth calmly, completely restrained the arrogance between his eyebrows at this moment, and smiled evilly.

Jian Fengliu immediately had a feeling that Mu Qixuan's finger seemed to be able to kill himself.

Shocked in his heart, the violent Yuan Force surged, and the Sword Wind Flow Surface actually emitted a faint red light, forming a red Yuan Qi cover.

This red air shield is very extraordinary, it is a three-grade protective shield, looking at the posture of the sword, it should be cultivated to the realm of small success and great perfection.

I didn't expect that Sword Merry would practice this kind of exercise, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Then under Mu Qixuan's finger, the surface of the red protective shield gradually formed traces of breakage, and with a "click", the protective shield broke, and he pointed down.

Jian Fengliu's face changed greatly, his expression was a little amazing, that finger actually broke his own defense, you must know that this defensive power has even been praised by the master.

However, the matter did not end yet, that finger crushed the sword with an earth-shattering momentum, and suddenly the fairy sword shattered, and its power slashed towards the sword merry's chest.

Suddenly, Jian Fengliu was seriously injured and fell to the ground, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

This scene made the people present dumbfounded!

It's too strong, one finger slash sword merry! It's amazing!