"Ladies and gentlemen, instead of just staring at each other, let's have some fair means to determine the winner of the [Thunder Sword]. ”

A young and handsome Terran monk with black hair in a bun spoke.

He just spoke in a normal tone, and his voice was not too loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of every monk within dozens of miles in the vicinity, and even the roaring thunder could not interfere with his voice in the slightest.

"Zao Wou-ki, then what kind of fairness law should you say?"

A monk asked.

The Terran monk named Zao Wou-Ki was dressed in the gray-white robe that was standard for the Sword Sect, and he carried a silver-sheathed sword behind his back. He smiled and said, "My generation of Sword Sect cultivators, when you speak with strength, I propose to use the method of fighting in the ring to select the one who overwhelms the crowd, and the [Thunder Sword] should also belong to him." ”

As he spoke, Zao Wou-Ki stretched out his hand, and the long sword behind him unsheathed itself, drawing a sword qi circle wheel with the center of Zao Wouji's circle.

"If you have no objections, then I will be the master first, and I will ask you for advice. ”

Among the monks around, there was an old man who was as short as a child, but with a thick beard on his face, and said: "This Zao Wou-Ki made this out of order to let the handful of monks who were holding each other take advantage of not being able to have a large number of people, so that Zao Wou-ki, who had been practicing in the Sword Sect for more than 90 years, could be regarded as taking advantage of it. ”

Another burly middle-aged monk of the Terran clan said, "I don't think this advantage will necessarily be taken by Zhao Wuji, at least I, Zhuge Chongyue, will not be worthy of him at all." ”

The short old man who spoke before laughed and said, "Then you should go and fight with him, Zao Wou-Ki has all set up the ring, but you only dare to brag with me here?"

"I'm ......" Zhuge Chongyue's round eyes glared at the old man of the dwarf clan.

"No one dares to fight with Zhao?"

Zao Wou-Ki once again challenged everyone, his hands behind his back, and the long sword hovered by his side on its own, and his momentum was particularly extraordinary.

"Clark is here to meet you!"

A huge crimson figure came out of the wind, and crashed headlong into the sword qi wheel, it was one zhang long, its skin was red, and there was a broad iron sword on its back, it was none other than Clarke, a member of the Red Ape Clan.

"What's the play?" asked Clarke, hovering outside Zao Wou-Ki.

Zhao Wou-Ki said: "Falling out of the sword qi wheel, or surrendering and admitting defeat, it is considered a loss." After that, you can't challenge again. ”

Clark nodded, not knowing if he had heard or not.

Its body suddenly moved, and in the piercing sound of breaking the air, Clark had already rushed to Zao Wou-Ki's approach, and he brazenly pulled out the broadsword behind his back, dragging out an afterimage, and slashed at Zao Wou-Ki.

As soon as you make a move, you will go all out, and there is never a temptation in the battle of the red apes.

Zao Wou-Ki's fingers were lightly hooked, and the long sword suspended beside him fended off the enemy on its own, and with a "choking" sound, it blocked in front of the broad iron sword.

The flames splashed and the sword qi staggered, Zao Wouji's sideburns rose slightly, and Clark's body shook, as if it had struck not a long sword, but a mountain.

"Kill!" Clark roared, his knotted crimson muscles bulging high, pushing the suspended long sword inch by inch in front of Zao Wou-Ki.

Zhao Wou-Ki just held the hilt of the sword, and with a wave of his arm, Clark's huge figure couldn't stop falling backwards, flying straight out of the range enveloped by the sword qi wheel.

"Next. Zao Wou-Ki smiled lightly and said in a circle.

Clark finally stopped his figure, and when he heard this, he was furious, roaring and swinging his sword at Zao Wou-Ki.

At this time, several monks who were familiar with Zao Wou-Ki made their moves, either slashing out sword light, or sacrificing flying swords, or blasting out colorful magical spells, which instantly submerged Clark's figure without a trace.

"Okay, well, Clark remembers you!" Clarke's one-foot figure retreated, and it had many scars on its body, and it didn't dare to fight again for a while, so it had to silently retreat into the fog, waiting for another opportunity.

"Next. Zao Wou-Ki repeated again, his every move showed his confidence as a strong man.

......

In the primeval dense forest, the guardian of the sword shrine with a single horn and white skin suddenly said: "The 'gold' heavy treasure you are looking for seems to have fallen. ”

There was obviously no one beside him, but the Sword Shrine Guardian still looked in one direction and continued: "The treasure that contains the strongest 'Golden Fortune' in this place is the sword left here by the Lightning Sword Saint - [Thunder Sword]. ”

"The sword of the sword master of the lightning...... "The sluggish, vicissitudes of life" voice sounded out of nowhere, repeating the other party's words.

The Sword Shrine Guardian asked, "How about it? You want to do something on that [Thunder Sword]? The Lightning Sword Saint will definitely be aware of it." ”

A sluggish voice said, "I need to really get this [Thunder Sword], not just inscribe runes on it. ”

At the same time as this voice sounded, in an underground secret room thousands of miles away, Ye Shengqing, who was holding a crystal spine, suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction, his eyes were as black as ink, as if they were hiding the deepest ominousness.

......

With the long sword in his hand, Zao Wou-Ki slashed out a continuous stream of sword light, blasting another challenger out of the range of the sword qi wheel.

"Next. ”

This was already the tenth opponent he had defeated, and the nearby monks all shook their heads and sighed bitterly: Zhao Wuji, who had been cultivating in the Sword Sect for more than ninety years, was really terrifying.

"He's tired, and the more indifferent he is now, the more he consumes it. Zhuge Chongyue said firmly, and he immediately glanced at the old man of the dwarf clan who was not far from him, and encouraged: "Thorin Heavy Hammer, you don't dare to pick up the bargain?"

The old man of the dwarven clan named Thorin Heavy Hammer said, "You were the one who said just now that you didn't take Zao Wou-Ki in your eyes, why are you cowardly?

Zhuge Chongyue said: "Heavy hammer, how do you speak? I look like the kind of person who will be afraid? Tell you, I really don't care about this Zao Wou-ki, and I don't want to fight him now, because I see that his strength is too exhausted, and if he wins, he will lose face." ”

Thorin Hammer scoffed, "So does the old man. ”

Zao Wou-ki's gaze suddenly looked over here, and he seemed to hear the conversation between Thorin Heavy Hammer and Zhuge Chongyue, and the young and handsome Terran monk said, "The two of you just need to play together, and Zhao will follow." ”

Thorin Heavy Hammer and Zhuge Chongyue glanced at each other.

"It's a rare opportunity. ”

"Kill Zao Wou-Ki. ”

The two hit it off, and Yu Feng left the place and entered the range of the sword qi wheel.

Zhuge Chongyue looked at Zhao Wuji and said, "This is what you said you would do with one enemy and two enemies, so don't worry about my sword later." ”

"Win or lose, Zhao recognizes it. Zao Wou-Ki smiled lightly.

Thorin Hammer opened his mouth and spat out a short sword, this sword grew in the wind, and after a while it became even bigger than Thorin Hammer himself, the old man of the dwarf clan held the giant sword in both hands, and smiled at Zao Wou-Ki: "Let you rest for a while, and it's up to you to decide when to start." ”

"No need. Zao Wou-Ki swung his arm and slashed out a sword qi, causing a shadowless and invisible strange flying sword to appear towards him, this strange flying sword was extremely similar to the giant sword in Thorin Hammer's hand, and it seemed to be the symbiotic shadow of that giant sword.

Seeing that the sneak attack was discovered, Thorin Heavy Hammer was not ashamed, and he said to Zhuge Chongyue beside him: "Let's go?"

"Fuck it!" Zhuge Chongyue's body moved, and he had already rushed towards Zao Wou-Ki first, his saber hanging from his waist, but he didn't pull it out immediately at this time, but swung out a punch and smashed Zao Wou-ki's head.

At the same time, Thorin Heavy Hammer shook the giant sword in his hand, and the sword continued to skyrocket, and in just a few moments, it was dozens of zhang long, sweeping towards Zao Wou-Ki with unparalleled might.

"Great Sun Golden Wheel Sword Codex!" In the face of such an attack, Zao Wou-Ki let out a light snort, and the long sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a bright light like the scorching sun.

Zhuge Chongyue, who was shining in the scorching sun, only felt a tingling pain in his eyes, and couldn't help but close his eyes, and tears continued to gush out of the corners of his eyes.

Thorin Hammer, who was dozens of feet away, couldn't help but close his eyes, but the giant sword in his hand was already close to Zao Wou-Ki, and he was sure that he would be able to slash it with this sword.

The scorching sun's light suddenly intensified, enveloping Zhuge Chongyue's figure and the giant sword swung by Thorin Hammer in the golden dazzling light at the same time.

Before the light completely dissipated, Zhuge Chongyue's figure had already flown upside down, and there were several more strange sword marks on his body like the scorching sun.

And the saber at his waist was already unsheathed at this time, releasing a sword aura as thick as a mountain, blocking out the brilliant light that was chasing closely.

When the light finally dissipated, Thorin Heavy Hammer found that the greatsword in his hand had been shortened by a large margin, and the fracture of the greatsword was red, as if it had been melted by the extremely high temperature.

Zao Wou-Ki stood in the void, looking very tidy, as if the combined attack of the other two did not pose any threat to him.

At this moment, a shadowless and invisible strange flying sword fell from the top of Zao Wou-ki's head, and this insidious flying sword hung above Zao Wou-Ki until the scorching sun-like light dissipated, and then it launched a strange blow.

Zao Wou-Ki tilted his head slightly, shook his wrist as expected, and picked up the flying sword with his long sword.

"Huh?" There was no substantial touch on the long sword, and Zao Wouji's heart moved, and his body slammed upward, but it was too late.

Poof.

A flying sword hidden in Zao Wou-ki's shadow soared into the sky, and after piercing the soles of Zao Wou-ki's feet, it rushed into the sky with a "boom", and once again lost its trace under the cover of mist and countless thunderbolts and lightning.

"Hehe, the old man gets one point first. Thorin Hammer chuckled, not caring about the destruction of his greatsword.

Zhuge Chongyue wiped away the tears that flowed wildly because of the dazzling light, and what he held in his hand was a sword with a simple shape, on which there were mountains and mountains that Zhuge Chongyue's own sword intent manifested.

At this time, he swung a sword, and a mountain of sword intent disappeared, and Zhao Wuji's body, who had just been pierced through the soles of his feet, suddenly sank, and he couldn't stop falling to the ground, as if a mountain had pressed on his body.

Seeing that the other party was about to fall out of the range of the sword qi wheel, Zhuge Chongyue laughed and said, "How about it?