Regarding Zhang Muyang's ridicule, Musashi Miyamoto could no longer maintain the calm wind he had just now, but his face was still rampant.

"Stupid fellow, when you become my prisoner, or when you die, I hope you can still be so arrogant. "Musashi Miyamoto, who was originally about the same height as Zhang Muyang, began to change constantly, and in the blink of an eye, he had become a monstrous giant. The demon knife in his hand was erected high, and a terrifying terrifying energy came out of the knife.

"Do you think you can only use illusions? Even if your soul is not flawed, but in front of this knife, you are still as fragile as paper, demon knives, and a hundred ghosts walk together. ”

The demon knife slashed towards Zhang Muyang, with an inexplicable power, which seemed to make people unable to resist at all, and they couldn't even raise the slightest thought of resisting. In the face of such a knife situation, Zhang Muyang frowned and did not wrinkle, only snorted coldly: "So make a mistake." ”

Musashi Miyamoto's current move is not as good as being outside the divine consciousness just now, although it seems to be huge and irresistible, but as he himself said, he is now a paper tiger, not only useless, but also does not look scary.

Zhang Muyang didn't bother to use the sword, he only threw out the mysterious gourd hanging on his waist, and he had been wearing it on himself for more than a year.

The ears heard a snap, and the mysterious gourd happened to smash on Musashi Miyamoto's face, if not, even the demon knife in his hand was swallowed by the mysterious gourd, and the atmosphere was a little embarrassing for a while.

Musashi Miyamoto's skull is a little cloudy, this ...... What's the situation, who am I, where am I, what am I doing, I was deceived just now, it doesn't matter if illusion is useless to others, how can I take away all the things I stand on now, and it's so easy and freehand, the other party is like littering.

Is this situation, not only Musashi Miyamoto is confused, even Zhang Muyang himself is a little confused, he just suddenly rose up, and wanted to see what kind of guy is moving bricks and smashing people, although he has no bricks in his hand, but there is a mysterious gourd that is harder than bricks. So he didn't think much about it, so he threw it away. It turned out to be a big surprise for him.

In the blink of an eye, he put away the opponent's demon knife, and 'wreaked' on the other party's face, which was simply cool and crooked.

"Eight grid tooth road. ”

Zhang Muyang's heart was secretly refreshed, but Musashi Palace was different, he was really anxious now, after all, he was just a remnant soul pinned on the knife just now, although his cultivation was very powerful, but he was still a wandering soul at all, before he found a body suitable for himself, that was his place, and now that the nest was stolen, he could not be in a hurry.

"Zhina, you return my sword. ”

Musashi Miyamoto can't take care of any routine now, his left hand turned into a knife, straight beyond Zhang Muyang to slash, this time he can be said to have done his best, his left hand turned into a mang, more than a few meters long, like a pouring waterfall, straight towards Zhang Muyang slashed down. This knife has exhausted Musashi Miyamoto's understanding of the Toei Taoist technique, and has also exhausted what he has learned in the demon knife over the years.

This sword may not be the most powerful, but for Musashi Miyamoto, this is the most suitable sword for him, this belongs to his sword path, if he is allowed to enter the Tao in time, it may really be possible to create a world.

Pity.

He met Zhang Muyang and met the hanger. Zhang Muyang was reborn and returned, in the last life in the cultivation realm, what kind of sword technique has not been seen, although Musashi Miyamoto's move is powerful, but it is only powerful.

When Zhang Muyang had a demon knife as a sharp blade in his hand, he was not worthy of him, but now that there is no knife, Zhang Muyang is even more disdainful of him, and she did not use the fairy sword, but pointed at him like a sword, towards the void. Since you want to stand in the path of the sword, then I will fulfill your wish and let you know what it means to be desperate and invincible.

Suddenly, a sword shadow appeared out of thin air, although this sword shadow has no substance, but it is better than substance, Zhang Muyang uses qi as a sword, condenses with Taoism, and uses aura as a guide. This flying sword, after Zhang Muyang's hand trembled slightly, flew towards Musashi Miyamoto.

His sword is not fast, and the momentum is not enough, but it is upright, so that you can avoid it, Musashi Miyamoto After seeing this sword, his heart has been half cold, not that he is not confident enough in himself, but the other party's sword moves are too exquisite.

Perhaps, the word subtle can no longer be described. He couldn't understand that there was still such a way to use the sword in the world, what kind of demon was this young man, in the short period of less than two years of spiritual energy recovery, he had cultivated to such a realm, not only did he cultivate to an extremely high level, but also his soul was perfect, there was no slightest gap to drill, and even his body was perfect, which could be called the existence of the Dao body. What's more, he still has a lot of spiritual treasure magic weapons on his body, which is especially playing with a hammer.

Just when Musashi Miyamoto's thoughts were confused, the sword and sword intersected again.

This time the move was far from the scene when the two of them had just fought before, it was so earth-shattering, but it was like two novices who practiced swords and martial arts.

"Bang!"

Under the intersection of the two and two, Musashi Miyamoto, who was not unexpected, screamed and fell out, and there was no room for resistance at all.

It was also at the moment when he fell out that the illusion space he had constructed also completely collapsed, and the two of them returned to the main hall again, and the Musashi Miyamoto in front of Zhang Muyang became the appearance of the old monk again. looked at Zhang Muyang with a dying breath.

"Do you have any last words?" Zhang Muyang did not take the opportunity to kill them all, but sat beside him and gave himself a cup of fairy drunkenness, not that Zhang Muyang was complacent and ready to start pretending, but that he knew that the other party was no longer alive. couldn't help but be scattered by himself, his proudest insistence was smashed by Zhang Muyang, and what was even worse was that the demon knife he entrusted his soul with was swallowed by Zhang Muyang's gourd.

Musashi Miyamoto tilted his head to look at Zhang Muyang and said, "You tell me, are you reborn or not." ”

Zhang Muyang nodded, and then shook his head again.

Musashi Miyamoto said anxiously: "In the end or no, what do you mean." ”

Zhang Muyang sighed lightly and said, "You can't understand what I mean, you're still dead." ”

"I can exchange it with you, I know the location of all the elixir artifacts inside the entire ruin, as long as you answer my questions, I will tell you all, even the secrets of this ruin, I can tell you. ”