"Tianzhu monk?" Jiu Jian Xian squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Gu Mokong for a while, nodded slightly: "The master's aura is like the sea, and his charm is introverted, no less than the Chiba Zen Master of the Great Compassion Ming Sect, and he is worthy of coming from the place where Buddhism arose." ”

"Chiba has been defeated by the little monk"

A light smile appeared at the corner of Kuma's mouth.

"Defeated to you" Jiu Jian Xian looked at Hatama Kong in surprise and asked, "How long did it take you?" ”

"Two pillars of incense"

Hatama Sora became more and more bland, as if it was not a difficult task to defeat Chiba Zen Master.

Jiu Jian Immortal was very shocked, Chiba Zen Master was the number one master of Middle-earth Buddhism, and he chased after his senior brother Sword Saint, and he actually only supported two pillars of incense under this Tianzhu monk.

This!

This!

This monk brags!

"As for you"

Hatama paused.

"How am I?"

The wine sword fairy looked at Hatama Kong casually.

"It's better to be famous than to meet, defeat you, a stick of incense is more than enough."

The sky is light and the clouds are light.

"You!"

Although he was used to being so despised by the other party, Jiu Jian Xian was still very unhappy.

"You can support a hundred moves under the little monk, you are proud enough, there are few people in this world who can win the little monk."

Kumaku stood up and uttered wild words, but it gave people a sense of naturalness.

"Arrogance"

The wine sword fairy pointed into a spear and slashed in the air.

I saw a silver sword light burst out of the air, as if it was about to cut the void in half.

Gu Mokong waved his hand and set up a ten-zhang wide sword shield to block this sharp sword.

The ten-mile slope was cut in half and became a five-mile slope, and countless mud and sand and stones rolled down, one after another, and the scene was magnificent.

The wine sword fairy snorted coldly, stepped on the void, and instantly kilometers.

Hatoma Sky then rushed into the pitch-black sky.

"Genshin Edgeworth"

"Genshin Edgeworth"

The two used the same means of attack.

The difference is that a small golden sword used by Hatama Kong, and the wine fairy sword used by the wine sword fairy.

In just a few breaths, the sword qi of the two of them was vertical and horizontal, and the void was torn, revealing a large crack in the dark space.

Of course, this spatial rift is higher than the level of the Shattered Void, and it is not too far away, and the real opening of the space-time passage is on the ground and in the sky.

Within dozens of miles around, whether it is an ordinary animal or a spiritual animal, all of them are holding their heads and running around, and this is on the premise that the two of them fly high enough, otherwise it will be more destructive.

Fortunately, this area is a wilderness, otherwise it would have caused a lot of civilian casualties.

On the ten-mile slope, Xiaotian was about to slip away, but struggled for a while, but had no effect, so he could only give up, and was overwhelmed by the overwhelming mud and sand in a blink of an eye.

"When is the Taoist Leader coming?"

From the mud and sand, there was a fluctuation of the Howling Sky's divine consciousness.

It turned out that he, like King Sam, was deliberately pretending to be ignorant.

In the void, the golden sword and the wine fairy sword collided many times before they returned.

"You secretly learned my Shushan swordsmanship?"

The wine sword fairy questioned, and his voice was like thunder.

"How can the monk's affairs be regarded as stealing, when the little monk passed by Shushan, he just glanced at it from a distance, and then remembered it in his heart, and he can only blame the little monk for being too talented."

Kumako is not ashamed, but proud.

"Ridiculous, you think that you are the first in that day, handsome and chic, out of the dust, and wise as the sea of Cao Daochang, you can learn the sword art at once, hum, Gu Ma Kong, today, I will let you see the real sword art"

The wine sword fairy's voice fell, and he performed the third form of the sword technique, the Ten Thousand Sword Technique.

"Boom!"

Countless sword qi erupted from his body, purely composed of essence aura, each sword qi was a foot long, and the blade of the sword flashed with a terrifying cold light, appearing extremely sharp, just like a real short sword.

"Ten thousand sword tricks, the little monk will too"

Hasuma suddenly exposed the fact that he had been secretly learning Shushan swordsmanship for a long time.

After all, everything else is okay, the Ten Thousand Sword Technique is not something that can be practiced overnight.

Boom, small swords composed of sword qi erupted from his body, forming a dense attack sword net. The surrounding space of hundreds of meters is impermeable and lifeless.

"Hmph, Thousand Swords Return to the Sect, Storm Stegosaurus."

The Wine Sword Immortal stepped out in one step, and his hands instantly slashed out a hundred and ten times in the air, and the countless sword qi all around him, as if he had encountered an ancestor, all converged behind him like a torrent, forming an incomparably terrifying storm tornado.

Obviously, it was he who innovated on the basis of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique.

Although he is a fool on weekdays, it is undeniable that the Wine Sword Immortal is a supreme genius, otherwise it would be impossible to create a super magic technique like the Dionysian Mantra.

Boom, with a loud bang, the storm tornado pushed sideways.

"Little monks also have occasional gains"

In the face of the overwhelming attack of the Wine Sword Immortal, Gu Mokong's face remained unchanged, the monk's robe swelled out, and his two excessively large and drooping ears fluttered in the wind, only to see his hands draw, and the thousands of sword qi around him gathered wildly, and finally converged into an incomparably long giant sword, and the oppressive void was trembling.

At the moment of the stormtornado, he slammed down.

"Boom!"

The giant sword, which was thousands of meters long and tens of meters wide, slashed at the storm tornado, and its sound soared into the sky, and the momentum was like thunder.

"Boom"

The seemingly violent storm tornado with incredible destructive power only lasted less than half a pillar of incense before it collapsed.

The surging giant sword, with the power of victory, slashed towards the Wine Sword Immortal.

"Receive"

The wine sword immortal who was in a cold sweat slashed out with both hands, calling back the scattered sword qi to block it, but everything seemed irreparable.

Three thousand meters.

Two kilometers.

Five hundred meters.

The giant sword was like a bamboo, and it came to the wine sword fairy.

"Heavenly Sword"

The Wine Sword Immortal spat out two words.

His entire body turned into a golden sword, flowing with divine light, as if it were really a sword.

It turned out that he didn't tell Cao Yi the truth, he had mastered the fourth form of swordsmanship.

Boom, above the dome, a huge crack was torn open, and a terrifying sword aura descended on the wine sword immortal turned into a golden great sword.

The greatsword was shattered on the spot and turned into nothingness.

"Poof"

The Wine Sword Immortal spat out a mouthful of blood, almost shattering a void.

Both of them were really weak, and the wine sword fairy fell to the ground.

It turned out that he hadn't really mastered the Fourth Heavenly Sword of the Imperial Sword Technique, and he was just forcibly using it.

The huge crack above the dome suddenly disappeared, and the terrifying sword aura seemed to have never appeared.

The startled Gu Mokong, looked at the sky for a while, saw no movement, retracted his gaze and looked at the wine sword fairy who was about to fall to the ground, and said very complacently: "I didn't expect that the mastery of Shushan could only be brought into full play in the hands of the little monk."

Rumble! With a bang, the Wine Sword Immortal fell to the ground, the dust was flying, and the Wine Sword Immortal's right hand was supported by the ground, barely falling to the ground.

"Shushan Sword Immortal Sword Saint, known as the double wall of Middle Earth, the Sword Saint avoids and does not fight, and the Sword Immortal is simply a waste of fame."

The arrogant voice of Haruma floated in the void.

"The master can be described as a good thing"

A fluttering voice came from out of the sky.

Kumako turned around, his eyes shining, as if he wanted to break through all the vanity.

A trance-like figure came from the void, as if it was present and as if it was not there.