Chapter 114: The Battle of the Grandmasters

At night, the ruins of the dense fog were like a black monster, devouring everything near Tiger Mountain.

"Stay safe and return safely," No. 1 said in a deep voice.

Gu Yuxi took the lead and stepped onto the cyan grinding plate, only to see the figure flickering, and in an instant, Gu Yuxi had disappeared on the cyan grinding plate, and all the students followed and entered.

"Come out!"

At some point, No. 1 had already taken out a light knife as thin as a cicada's wing, and he sat cross-legged in front of the cyan grinding disc, his eyes like a wolf in the middle of the night, staring intently at a certain space.

In the dark night, a trace of white light flashed, extremely cold, straight to No. 1, the light, like a star falling from the dust above the nine heavens, seemed to be slow, but in fact it was lightning fast, No. 1 raised its head, and the light had suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Boring, huh!"

I didn't see how No. 1 moved, and the light slowly disappeared in front of him, as if it had encountered great resistance.

"Yan Xuankong, it's really extraordinary, I don't know if I can give the old body a few places in the secret realm."

I don't know when, three zhang away, a woman in a dark blue palace dress flashed out, this woman is only a little bit old, graceful and luxurious, dignified, holding a cyan long sword, her eyes are extremely black, but from time to time there is a white light appearing, flashing up and down, the end is supernatural.

"Blue and White Palace Master Zang Suxin?"

"How?"

The woman in the dark blue palace suit obviously acquiesced to the number one, which was what Yan Xuankong called her.

There are hundreds of grandmasters in the Dongyue Empire, and the feasible provinces are far away, and many grandmasters have only heard of each other, or have seen each other's pictures and images, but they have not met each other in reality.

"Take me three times and see what your qualifications are."

Yan Xuankong's tiger eyes widened violently, and the cicada wing knife in his hand swung forward suddenly.

Zang Suxin's expression changed greatly, and the figure went violently, instantly turning into more than a dozen figures in Sanzhang Yu, or up, or down, or left, or right, and even more figures retreated violently.

There was an unpleasant stabbing sound in the air, and the piercing eardrums hurt.

"The first knife has passed, please take my second knife."

Yan Xuankong got up, and as soon as the words fell, the person had already crossed the space of three zhang, and he slashed through a perfect arc with his light knife, slashing into the black void.

I saw that in the void, the sound of clanging was endless.

"The third knife."

"Yan Family's Shadowless Knife, well, hum!"

Yan Xuankong's third knife slashed out, and the knife appeared, turning into dozens of butterflies, flying up and down. At the same time, at the place of the knife mang, dozens of white mangs rose, intersecting with the butterflies, and the sword mangs and white mangs crossed and collided with each other, and then annihilated and disappeared from each other.

"The flowing clouds and flying sleeves of the Blue and White Palace are really good."

Yan Xuankong praised, three moves were slashed, and the figure had already returned to the cyan grinding plate, as if it had not been moved just now, the cicada wing knife was gently rested in front of his leg, and there was only a thin trace of blood on it, proving that it had just been stabbed.

"I didn't expect it to be so difficult for the old body to pick you up three times, the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, it's just that."

Zang Suxin appeared outside the three zhangs, the two of them didn't seem to have touched each other, both were at the very beginning, her face was flushed, and a trace of decadence appeared on her face.

The big sleeves of the palace dress were cut off in half, revealing a jade hand like a white lotus, from the arm wrist joint to the elbow joint, a trace of red line collapsed, and bright red blood slowly flowed out.

"One place," Yan Xuankong held up a finger, "If you join forces with me to kill those two rats, what if you let you have two places." ”

"Seriously" Zang Su's heart looked different.

"Blue and White Palace, it's worth the price."

"Deal!"

"Go" There was an urgent voice in the darkness, and the sound of clothes breaking through the air sounded.

"Stay!"

Zang Suxin shouted, Yan Xuankong's sword technique is amazing, but the body technique is inferior to her, the person who is hidden in the shadows is obviously not at the level of the grandmaster, but the level of concealment is quite good, even if she didn't find it at first, she was reminded by Yan Xuankong, and she found out.

At the beginning, she was deceived out of her figure, and she couldn't help but be extremely angry at the moment, waving her long sleeves, and countless small lights waved out.

At this time, Yan Xuankong also slashed out horizontally, this knife, silently, but it cut through the sky, even the secret realm fog above was cut out of a thin trace.

Two muffled grunts rang out, and the sound of the shadows stopped abruptly.

Zang Suxin's long sleeves waved, and countless silver-white balls below suddenly tied a humanoid object, and with a flick of her sleeve, she threw this humanoid object in front of Yan Xuankong, which was actually a humanoid puppet.

"Yingguo's puppet stand-in technique, this group of people, they are really no one in my Dongyue" Zang Suxin Qi said.

"At least they have master-level strength, so it's better to let them go back and lie down now," Yan Xuankong bowed his head and said.

Dongyue will not fight with each other too much, but some people from other countries may not be able to say, Xiliu, Beijiang, Nanao and Dongyue have never stopped fighting each other in the ruins, and now, even small countries like Yingguo have to come and kick in. The puppet stand-in technique is a high-level technique in Yingguo, which can take a damage in place of the body, and it also needs to bear a certain price to perform this technique.

Yan Xuankong said that if the other party wants to lie down, then he will really have to rest for a long time to recover.

In addition to the destructive power on the surface, his shadowless knife contains a trace of knife intent, the puppet stand-in technique can withstand the destructive power on the surface, but it can't withstand the knife intent, the master of Yingguo who was cut by him will definitely have the knife intent in his body at this moment, and the meridians will bear the pain of cutting back and forth, until one day it is slowly worn out by the other party's qi.

"What about your people" Yan Xuankong saw that the nails in the dark had been removed, and his heart was also a little relaxed.

And if Zang Suxin lets people in, Zang Suxin will inevitably protect the cyan grinding disc with him, and the two great grandmasters guard here, and there are definitely very few people who dare to challenge.

"Ghost, spirit, come down."

Zang Suxin took out his mobile phone and called, in mid-air, a flying machine fell, and when it was four or five meters above the ground, the door of the aircraft opened, and two girls jumped out.

"This girl is born well," Yan Xuankong muttered.

The two women who jumped down were sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in plain clothes, with backpacks hanging from their bodies, young and beautiful, and their facial features were abnormally beautiful.

"It's a special name," Yan Xuankong sighed in his heart, "I have suffered the loss of culture!" ”

"Hidden Secrets"

"Hidden Spirit"

"I've seen my mother, I've seen Grandmaster Yan," the two girls saluted neatly.

"Sect Master Yan has already approved, you guys go in!" Zang Su said in her heart, after fighting with Yan Xuankong, she also knew that Yan Xuankong took the name of this grandmaster.

"But mother, your arm."

"Sect Master Yan, can you get rid of that sword power in my mother's hand?"

"We have our own arrangements, you don't need to worry too much, you two quickly enter the ruins."

Zang Suxin's mouth squirmed, as if he had said something to the two women, and half-loudly, waved them into the cyan grinding plate.

Silence fell all around.

Zang Suxin's arm shook, and a trace of blood arrow spurted out of it, nailing it to the ground.

Yan Xuankong's eyes froze, and he said in his heart that this woman had a lot of means, and he drove out his sword intent in a short period of time.

As for the Yingguo man who was hit by him, let's lie down for half a year first.

Zang Suxin found a vacant lot, sat down cross-legged, and looked at the gray ruins, the expression in her eyes softened, and the white mangs disappeared.