Han Mang came out of the sheath, and Chen Yuzhi finally understood why this Miao Jiang long knife was called "Thousand Sycamores".

The broad blade is completely different from the ordinary blade, but it is a blue-green like a young sycamore leaf, and the pattern on it resembles a thousand sycamore trees.

The killing intent accumulated overnight exploded in a breath, and the momentum alone was much stronger than that of Miao Qihuang, who relied on the "Gathering Blood Spirit Gu" to promote cultivation, after all, this killing intent was actually realized from the killing, and there were too many obscurities and indescribables.

Under the method of stacking blades, the thousand sycamores seem to directly identify with the new master, and constantly resonate with it, and the thousands of sycamores are illusory and ethereal as if they have been stacked with a thousand blades.

Gong Xi smiled with relief on the side, although he didn't praise it, he already recognized the junior that Aunt Lan valued, and this kind of killing intent made him feel ashamed.

The two fought against each other with momentum, Chen Yuzhi took the lead in slashing, and Wutong Thousand Blades slashed Miao Qihuang, wanting to divide the victory and defeat under one move.

Miao Qihuang can sit firmly in the position of the head of the eighteen mountains, naturally has its own uniqueness, the old man knows that he can't resist this domineering knife, so he flicked his sleeves and summoned a Gu insect shield wall, and then swept into the distance through the gap, intending to spend a while with Scarface.

Although the Miao Cave dodged this knife, the cave of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave was only a place to place a cone after all, and a crack tore through the rock and soil, injuring the three Masters along the way, and shattering the rock chair to the ground. Yu Zero did not stop it, but raised the corners of his mouth, after today, the Nine Creeks and Eighteen Mountains will no longer exist, and these rock chairs and stone caves will no longer have the meaning of existence, so it is better to destroy them!

After the knife, the killing intent faded a lot, Chen Yuzhi did not panic, turned his head and said, "How long can you hide?"

"Hide, you look down on people too much!"

Miao Qihuang didn't laugh angrily, he found that this scarface named Chen Mo was at the peak of the Nine Rank Realm, if he encountered it on weekdays, it was really a bit tricky, but at this time, with the help of the Blood Gathering Spirit Gu, it was not what it used to be, and it was more than enough to deal with a junior, and after the killing intent faded, the old man swept directly towards Scarface, and blasted out with an elbow.

Chen Yuzhi has never met an opponent with an elbow as a weapon, the horizontal knife is blocked in front of his chest, and the elbow of the pseudo-Tongyou is powerful, and there is a little sincerity in it, and the rock wall shatters with an explosion, Chen Yuzhi's back is embedded in the rock wall a few inches, and a trace of blood overflows from the corner of his mouth.

Miao Qihuang said calmly: "Ten Thousand Poison Caves are not your turn to spread wild!"

Everyone looked at Chen Yuzhi, Li Xiyang knew him best, and knew that this guy still had many hole cards to play.

"Little Brother ......"

Yue Xiaoxuan sighed, still squinting her eyes and being weak, she clenched her little hands nervously, and also blamed herself a little, if she hadn't acted recklessly, she wouldn't have caused trouble to everyone, if Chen Yu knew that something had happened, she couldn't wait to exchange her life for her life, but at this time, she was in Xuanwu, and she was afraid that she wouldn't have the strength to help her little brother, if she could look at him more before she died, it would be enough.

The little girl's heartbeat gradually increased, and an imperceptible warmth slowly spread throughout her body......

Chen Yuzhi stood up with Qian Wutong in his arms, looking at the moon in the distance, and said plainly.

"Draw the sword just to ask for the safety of one person, as for whether to spread the wild or not, I can't figure it out myself, but no matter what, it's not your turn to judge!"

Scarface took out a firefly talisman and wiped it on the thousand sycamores, and the hidden phoenix song was fleeting, and the thousand sycamores flowed like fire, like a heavenly and human divine soldier descending into the world.

Everyone stared at Scarface, and even Gong Xi couldn't believe that the blade that had accompanied him for many years could be so resistant, it was really destined by providence.

"This guy can always come up with some weird moves......"

Li Xiyang had a smile on his face that could not be concealed, and he admired this brother a lot! In ancient times, there were those who did not want to make progress, and they also effectively imitated their ancestors, and they were divided into three classes.

First, prophetic.

Second, self-awareness.

Third class, unconsciously.

Xiao Zamao thinks that Chen Yuzhi is not among the three ranks, he has a unique opinion when encountering things, never takes the road of his predecessors, but overcomes thorns and treads on the wasteland, from beginning to end is walking a road of his own, this narrow path is full of difficulties and obstacles, but one day it will become a broad road, just like his own secret to the truth, it is the heirloom of the ancestor of Maoshan Mountain, although he can perform many secret methods, if he climbs to the peak in the future, he can also shake the rivers and lakes, but this is still stained with the light of the ancestor after all...... But Chen Yuzhi is different, one day he will be able to sneak out of the water and become a person comparable to the top of the Sanmao Master and Chen Yinzhen.

Lan Qianqian looked at Yue Xiaoxuan and said, "Girl, your vision is good, don't worry, my aunt will definitely save you! How about marrying him when you recover?"

Yue Xiaoxuan was a little ashamed, and did not answer Lan Qianqian's question, but said weakly: "Is Xuanwu Zhen really saved......

The fire continued to drip on the ground, the small flames stood on the rock and soil like weeds, Miao Qihuang stared at Scarface, and did not intend to continue the attack, this fire blade was a little weird, he didn't dare to risk himself, waiting for the other party's attack.

Chen Yuzhi put the flowing blade into the sheath, then drew the knife and slashed again, and the knife swept towards Miao Qihuang with flames.

Although he draws his sword on weekdays, he has a poor artistic conception after all, after all, this sword drawing move is as its name suggests, and it is used again today, and there is a different feeling, which is quite complicated, there is a respect for Lei Xiaoyang, an understanding of the moves, and a feeling for the past Shuanggu and Lu Xiaoyin.

After a knife, Qianwutong returned to the sheath, and Miao Qihuang continued to dodge in a roundabout way with his pseudo-secluded body, wanting to win in stability and temporarily avoid its fire-like edge.

Chen Yuzhi smiled coldly, and regardless of the sycamore scabbard that was eroded by the flames, he kept returning the knife to the sheath, and reciprocated 17 knives.

The seventeen knives did not hit Miao Qihuang, but they knocked the sixteen masters to the ground, and smashed them together with the seventeen rock chairs, and the flames were endless all over the place, but Gong Xi was unharmed.

Gong Xi shook his head helplessly, and sighed secretly: "This kid's methods are too ruthless......"

Luo Eighteen fell to the ground, with blood on his mouth, and said angrily: "Qingshui Dunzhai is too deceitful!"

The sycamore scabbard was reduced to ashes, and since then the sycamore has become an unsheathed knife.

This move undoubtedly trampled on the face of the entire Eighteen Mountains, Miao Qihuang couldn't bear it anymore, and swept directly towards the scarred face, elbows and knees were used like the tip of a blunt weapon, and the power was abnormal.

Chen Yuzhi frowned, integrated Wufeng's true intention into the flowing blade, and slashed out with all his might, the fire dispersed the killing intent, and the momentum of the pseudo-Tongyu was like a thin veil, and Qianwutong slashed it fiercely, and Miao Qihuang fell to the rock and soil, defeated.

Scarface held a thousand sycamores in his hand, slowly walked to the Xuanwu high platform, stood in front of the Xuanwu Zero, and said: "Exchange the position of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave for the life of the Moon Poison, do you do this deal?"

Chen Yuzhi was a little exhausted, but he could still exude a killing intent that was different from his realm cultivation, which was sharpened from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain. He had a countermeasure in his heart, if this turtle called Zero didn't know each other, then he would stab again.

He couldn't stop laughing and said, "What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?"