"I'm not a disciple of Maoshan, but I just know how to do this! Wu Jian, take out your kung fu to press the bottom of the box. Otherwise, even if I don't want to kill you, you will definitely die under the hands of the djinn! ”

Fu Yang's voice suddenly turned cold, his eyes widened, condescending!

Wu Jian was intimidated by his momentum, and for the first time a trace of panic and regret appeared in his heart.

"Perhaps...... Am I really too arrogant? Shouldn't you be so domineering? ”

He remembered that before going down the mountain, the master had actually told him: You can't be too domineering in the world, otherwise even if Laoshan is the three giants of Daomen, you won't be able to protect it everywhere.

"Nope! I'm the best among the young disciples of Laoshan, I can't lose! ”

Wu Jian drove these distracting thoughts out of his mind, and the steel magic sword in his hand moved.

WhewW......

Wielded it, the cold light was shining, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

The sword gang, which had already faded and thinned, resurfaced and wrapped the magic sword. Sharp and strong!

"Your name is Fu Yang, right? I'll admit you're strong! But under the peerless Taoism of my Laoshan Mountain, I can only bow my head and bow. ”

"Let you see the first change of the Beidou Sword Prison! Beidou Yao Lightsaber - Breaking the Army! ”

Hula, hula!

The sound of the sword trembled and hummed, and the piercing sound of metal grinding and crashing sounded.

The Beidou Sword Prison actually dissolved by itself at this time, and the countless sword shadows that constituted the "cage" were densely squeezed together, connected end to end, like a huge "stegosaurus"!

Shaking his head and tail, full of momentum.

With the disappearance of the Beidou Sword Prison, the onlookers near the ring once again saw the scene of the duel between the two clearly. And then...... Collective shock!

In front of the martial sword, countless translucent sword shadows gathered, forming the only "giant sword".

It is three zhang long, more than one zhang wide, and the cold silver light flickered, exuding amazing might.

Fu Yang's side is equally amazing.

I saw a huge lifelike palm, suspended in front of him!

It is vivid, and even the palm prints can be faintly seen, exuding a domineering and domineering atmosphere.

"Oh my God! This, this is the palm of the giant spirit of the Maoshan faction! ”

"This is the legendary Djinn Palm? It seems to be the same as the Beidou Sword Prison, and it also belongs to the secret of the Daomen sect. ”

"That's right! Although it is said that Maoshan art and Laoshan art are also spread among the people, everyone will be very big if they are not disciples of the sect. But this level of spells, folk cultivators can't learn it......"

"Could it be that this kid is also pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? In fact, he is a core disciple of the Maoshan Sect? ”

Just when everyone was surprised, the two people in the ring finally completed their strongest move so far!

Of course, if Fu Yang was really desperate, he would directly break out of the ghost path, and he would be able to turn the martial sword into scum in an instant.

But if that's the case, the fact that he is the descendant of the Dao of the Ghost Dao will be exposed, and I don't know how much trouble it will cause at that time...... I'm afraid that the three giants of the Daomen will send people to hunt down and kill them!

So at this moment, the Maoshan spell djinn that Wei Wei learned from his "Nameless Dao Book" is the kung fu of pressing the bottom of the box.

"Fu Yang, if you are defeated by my Beidou Yao light sword, you should also be proud!"

"Martial Sword, Maoshan Technique is much more famous than your Laoshan Technique, and the giant spirit will definitely break the changes in your Laoshan Sword Prison with one palm!"

While the two were talking, they finally performed their respective Dao techniques.

This is the strength of the dignified fight!

A huge silver lightsaber roared with a piercing sword.

The huge flesh-colored palm slammed forward, and the hurricane swept through, and the wind raged in the ring.

Rumble!!!

It was as if a thunderbolt had struck the ring, and it erupted with an earth-shattering sound.

The Beidou Yao lightsaber and the giant spirit collided with each other in one palm, and then exploded at the same time, rolling in waves of qi and terrifying sound.

Under the shocked gaze of the melon-eating crowd, Wu Jian and Fu Yang were both shocked at the same time and flew out five or six meters upside down and fell to the ground.

Who won?!

Everyone held their breath and looked at the two people lying upside down in the ring.

Fu Yang's appearance at this time was extremely miserable.

Covered in blood, almost nothing in the clothes, pants, and skin is good!

The Beidou Sword Prison was originally composed of sword shadows and sword qi, with a covering attack of three hundred and sixty degrees. Although he desperately resisted ninety percent, and the remaining ten percent was not enough to be fatal, he also cut his clothes into strips of rags.

It looks two hundred and fifty times worse than the one who asks for food.

Even the underwear is particularly looming, revealing the shape of a big bird that is the envy of the melon-eating masses!

Wu Jian's appearance looks much better.

Except for the jade hairpin on his head that was broken and the cloak that drained blood from the corners of his mouth, the clothes on his body were still relatively intact. Although it was very embarrassing, it was not as miserable as Fu Yang......

The black-faced enforcer was suspended in mid-air, his brow furrowed, staring at the two life-and-death fighters below.

Who will get up first and deliver a fatal blow to the other party?

"Ahem, ahem...... Good Nima hurts! Damn the king's eight calves. ”

Fu Yang suddenly burst out with a Northeast foul language that he learned online, and stood up staggeringly. His right hand wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon.

walked towards the martial sword that was still lying on the ground......

It's slow, but it's steady!

Obviously, it was Fu Yang who won in the end!!

There was an instant boiling under the ring, like igniting a barrel of explosives.

Although the ghost market is completely forbidden to make noise, except near the ring during the battle to the death.

"It's actually this folk casual cultivator kid who won? It's incredible! ”

"Am I witnessing the birth of a genius in the cultivation of the Dao?"

"The folk cultivators actually defeated the core disciples of Laoshan Mountain? And it is to defeat a real person before he has even been conferred. How many years has this not happened? ”

"Yes! The last time something like this was confirmed to have happened was more than 20 years ago. ”

"Awesome my brother! Vigorously produces miracles, this Nima is drinking too much, right? ”

It seems that among the people who eat melons, there are also young cultivators similar to Fu Yang and Ah Huang...... Even a miracle was shouted.

Ah Huang and Xiong Ye made a "Ouye" pose, don't want it.

Sonorous!

Fu Yang pulled out the Laoshan stainless steel magic sword that landed in the ring when the martial sword was knocked away just now, walked in front of him, and gently tapped the tip of the sword at his heart.

looked at him condescendingly.

"You...... Throw in the towel? ”

Ahem......

Wu Jian spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, smiled bitterly and did not speak.

He forcibly cast the Beidou Sword Prison, and also used its first Transformation Dao Technique: Beidou Yao Light Sword: Breaking the Army!

This is already the limit of the body. But he still lost.

Speechless.

"In the battle of life and death in the ring, Fu Yang, a folk cultivator, won! As long as he is still in the ring, everything about Wujian belongs to him. Property, life, and even soul! This deprivation of power is protected by the rules of the ghost market. ”

The black-faced enforcer in the air let out a cold and unforgiving voice and slowly descended. gave Fu Yang the power to kill Wu Jian...... (1st Update)