Chapter Seventy-Five: The Sword is Murder

"Too demonic pupil?"

Ning Xiaoyi frowned and asked, "What kind of magic weapon is that?"

"The Tai Demon Pupil is the treasure of my Troll Sect, it is a genuine magic weapon, rumored, this treasure can create overlapping space, with the fake and the true, it can also penetrate all false illusions, burst out enough to destroy the world and destroy the void divine light, even if the power of the Divine Power Realm is accidentally contaminated, it will be like the void flame of maggots attached to the bones, unless it is directly cut off by the part of the ground that is shot by the delusion divine light, it will never be extinguished, burning to the point of turning into powder and dust, and even the soul will cease to exist, extremely terrifying!"

Qin Baole's face was flushed, and he said with a radiant look: " What's more, this treasure has evolved a trace of self-awareness, can defend against the enemy independently, if the opportunity is enough in the future, it can even be promoted to the supreme magic weapon of the great sage level, and the real spirit of the Taoist weapon is born, and the Tai Demon Demon Pupil also contains a wisp of the true meaning of the ancient troll, which is a trace of spiritual will left by the real war troll in the ancient era, if you can comprehend the true meaning of this troll, you can uphold the will of the ancient troll, condense the ancient giant magic, and spy out the mystery of the supernatural power in one fell swoop, and then break through the shackles of the mortal fetus of the flesh, transcend the gods, and become an immortal, and the ancient supernatural power can become the top powerhouse of the troll sect, it's definitely inseparable from this demon pupil!"

"I see, but what I practice is the supreme foundation secret method of the "Huangquan Miluo Sutra", and as for the exercises of the same realm of the gods, it is taught by the supreme instrument spirit of the Nine Boys, but there is no need to be like the ancient supernatural powers, through the observation and comprehension of the treasure of the Tai Demon Demon Pupil, from which I can comprehend the true meaning of the ancient trolls, so as to condense the ancient giant magic, so as to penetrate the mysteries of the supernatural powers in one fell swoop, and completely transcend!"

Ning Xiaoyi's eyes flickered, and he kept thinking: "So for me, this wisp of the true intent of the ancient troll has almost no effect, but this powerful and vast Tai Demon Demon Pupil, if you have the opportunity in the future, you must get your hands on it, after all, the nine boys have to devour a full 4,900 pieces of great sage magic weapons to be able to restore the spiritual source, this little Wang Pin magic weapon is not even enough for a cup of car salary, it is simply a drop of sea water in the sea, but ants are also meat in small sizes, and it is a little bit to be able to recover a little!"

Woowoo woo –

After a sigh of luck, the ancient trumpet sounded again.

A new competition has begun.

Ning Xiaoyi entered the space ring with a "whoosh", and immediately felt that thousands of eyes from outside the arena were looking at him almost at the same time, which was actually a bit of a high-profile taste, and the pressure unconsciously increased a lot.

Now in the entire Four Elephants Battlefield, there are fewer and fewer disciples who are still fighting, and every one of them is a peerless battle, which is wonderful, not at all like at the beginning, the fish and dragons are mixed, and the good and the bad are uneven.

And the competition has reached the present, almost every time there is a competition, the remaining winning disciples will get extremely rich rewards, because a competition is basically dozens of people at the same time, and after each competition, the ranking of the winning disciples will increase a lot, and the rewards will directly double and skyrocket.

At this moment, standing in front of Ning Xiaoyi was a young disciple of the same age as him.

The young man was as gentle as jade, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his expression was indifferent, and he held a long sword tightly in his right hand, but it was not yet unsheathed, and the whole person was like this long sword, exuding an unconcealable sharp aura.

He stood quietly like this, not releasing any momentum, but only making people feel that there was an incomparable sharpness, every move, as if a long sword was wielding and slashing, the sword light was awe-inspiring, tearing the sky and the earth, as if it could cut everything and cut any restraint anytime and anywhere.

This is a kendo genius who has broken through the realm of ten thousand laws, and it is even very likely that he has awakened the bloodline of the gods, he is a perverted demon with a special physique, and his terrifying strength is only afraid that he can easily crush ordinary psychic realm monks, and he is definitely the strongest opponent that Ning Xiaoyi has encountered so far, far from being comparable to the likes of Chushan.

"Xiao Jian"

The young man said lightly, his tone was flat but contained an endless edge that was difficult to hide.

"Ning Xiaoyi"

Ning Xiaoyi's eyes were solemn, and he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Originally, this outer door competition was full of countless unknown factors, and many of the original escapist Tianjiao chose to compete for the championship at the same time, which made the previous Qilin list ranking instantly ridiculous and funny, I don't know how many former Qilin list powerhouses fell into the hands of these obscure peerless Tianjiao, and for a while, even Ning Xiaoyi, who was originally full of confidence, gradually became heavy.

This time the outer door competition is by no means as simple as he imagined!

It's a real battle of the dragons, a battle for the world!

"Originally, I thought that I was the only one who thought so, but I didn't expect that there were so many unborn peerless heavenly pride, it's ridiculous that those wastes actually fought for a false unicorn list ranking, but I don't know how the real pride of heaven can look at such a ranking?

Xiao Jian said lightly: "You must think the same way, right? But it's a pity that you met me, and you can only stop here!"

"You can't"

Ning Xiaoyi's voice was flat, but it was full of indescribable domineering arrogance.

"Ignorant self-esteem is incorrigible, for the sake of your cultivation all the way, it is better to quickly take the initiative to admit defeat and abstain from leaving! At least you can save your life and stay in the green mountains."

Xiao Jian shook his head and said lightly: "My Xiao Jian's sword does not have gorgeous and gorgeous moves, there is only one sword, the murder sword!"

"I said, you can't stop me Ning Xiaoyi from moving forward!"

Terrifying thunder flickered slowly around Ning Xiaoyi's body, and the purple arcs "crackled" like a purple electric python swallowing clouds and spitting mist, and the terrifying momentum was overwhelming, permeating all directions, gradually enveloping Xiao Jian.

"I don't have a sword, I only believe in my fists!"

Countless thunderbolts turned into hideous and terrifying purple electric giant pythons flashed by, and I saw that between the lightning and flint, Ning Xiaoyi had already come to Xiao Jian, swinging his fists, opening his bow left and right, and blasting out fiercely forward, as if he wanted to crush everything in front of him, even if any existence could not stop his fists.

However, Xiao Jian's figure suddenly shattered, like a dream shadow, dissipating like a bubble, it was not a real body, but because the speed was too fast, and the residual clone left behind, even Ning Xiaoyi's thunderous steps could not catch up with any trajectory at all.

Rumble!

At the moment when Ning Xiaoyi's fists exploded the air, only to hear behind him, a faint cold voice came, and it was slowly revealing Xiao Jian's figure, which was still so plain but sharp: "It's over, but your luck is good, my sword hasn't been unsheathed yet!"

With a wave of the sword scabbard, all of a sudden, the waves were turbulent, as if the entire space was cut by endless edges, and the terrifying aura continued to "stab" through the void, forming an invisible void sword array towards Ning Xiaoyi.

One after another, invisible heavy swords roared in the void like dragons, without a blade, with a blade.