However, Zhang Jiu seemed to be a step too late, and the one-armed six-ear who was standing still at this critical moment suddenly moved. I saw it raise the Meridian Open Heaven Stick with one hand and smash it down faster than the broadsword.

The change happened too quickly, and the Sky Opening Stick smashed the blade of the broadsword at the moment when the Storm Sword was about to touch Zhang Jiu.

"Bang!" there was a crisp sound, and the Storm Sword was smashed to the stone ground. The entire blade had been torn apart, and only the hilt still showed that it had once been famous as a Storm Sword.

The monkey smashed the sword that the Storm Sword Lord relied on to become famous, and smashed it into Qian San's head with a stick at a faster speed.

"Poof!" After a muffled sound, Qian San's skull burst into red and white ** and a flower bloomed. In the still cold early spring, the wind swaggers, as if to celebrate the arrival of spring.

Silence! Deathly silence!

Thousands of cultivators in the audience witnessed this miraculous moment, a one-armed six-eared monkey who was despised by almost everyone easily smashed a high-grade spiritual weapon with a stick, and then smashed the owner of the spiritual weapon to death with a stick.

The seventh-order peak strength of the owner of the spirit weapon has no room for resistance, what kind of monkey is this?

It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed to be just a moment, Zhuge Tian said: "In the second victory of the Nine Heavens Palace, the Shocking Wind Sword Master was a senior who sneaked up on Zhang Jiu and died. In the third game, who will come up and challenge the spirit monkey Shentu who has no time to sit down?"

No one answered, and the cultivators of the Eighth Order did not dare to fight easily. Qian Sanyi, the peak of the seventh order, was stoned to death, and the eighth-order master could be better, but it seemed that there was still a long way to defeat the monkey.

Therefore, the scattered cultivators all held down their hearts that were already ready to move, and after a long time, the emperor stood up and applauded softly.

"Papapa!" Yue glanced at Zhan Qingyu: "Such a power is too powerful, I am afraid that this fall is a spiritual creature that is rare in a thousand years!"

Yelu Junfeng didn't know when his face became a little unnatural, but he had to applaud with the emperor.

Congratulations to the Lord of the Nine Heavens Hall for obtaining this spiritual object, I am afraid that no one will be able to defeat me in the future. ”

What made Zhan Qingyu most proud was not the praise of these two, but Duanmu Yuanke's father and son. The two of them, who were already smiling, suddenly froze on their faces with Qian San's smiles as they fell, it was so unexpected that they didn't have time to think.

After a long time, the audience erupted in warm applause.

"Good monkey!"

"One-armed monkey!"

"One stick and ten thousand catties, a well-deserved divine beast!"

"And!" Shen Tu glanced at the cultivators: "I hate those insidious villains the most, if you lose in an open fight, you will lose." That's not good at learning, and I never bully people. ”

"But this guy lost and attacked Zhang Jiu, I can't get used to it. The monkey glanced at the blood stain on the open stick and said: "If anyone is not convinced, just come up, as long as you have the ability to beat me down, I will never complain, and I will do what I say." Is anyone coming, and is anyone coming?"

No one spoke or walked out of the queue.

After a few more breaths, Zhuge Tianchang announced: "The world's scattered cultivators regard the Nine Heavens Hall as equal to other sects, and I have thanked you for the Lord of the Nine Heavens Hall for no reason from now on." ”

After Zhuge Tianchang finished speaking, he bowed his head slightly to the Quartet, and Zhan Qingyu also got up at the right time and hugged his fists at everyone. Except for the people of Emperor Yue and the Jiuxiao Palace, the cultivators were a kind of admiration, or a kind of worship of strength from the heart.

Only Duanmu Yuanke, father and son and Yelu Junfeng looked embarrassed, and they had already prepared enough masters to stir up the Nine Heavens Palace, but now it seems that Yelu Junfeng has miscalculated.

Mo said that he was going to challenge the Lord of the Nine Heavens Palace, even the one-armed monkey in the field was not something that these masters under him could fight. As the crown prince, he is the leader of the Xuanguo who came to the ancient country to participate in the martial arts competition this time, and it is impossible to appear when he comes up. Although some of his subordinates refused to accept repeated invitations to fight, Yelu Junfeng has been suppressed.

As the prince of Xuanguo, the city and his mind are much more shrewd than ordinary people, and he himself is also a figure who defends the sky, so he understands the pros and cons very well.

If he came to make a move, even if he was less than the eighth order, he would have a draw with this monkey at most, and it would be too difficult to defeat it. After watching this opening ceremony, he then used the secret method to improve himself to the eighth-order realm, so that he could completely emerge at the Xuan Netherworld martial arts competition in a few days.

This Jiuxiao seems to be only a seventh-order medium strength, although it also has a lot of hidden treasures and killer features, but in the face of absolute strength, everything is nonsense. Yelu Junfeng analyzed and comforted himself and then quietly recovered his expression, and continued to watch the next battle opposite Zhan Qingyu.

Zhang Jiu won two battles in three battles, and it can also be said that he won three battles and three wins. All of a sudden, he was in high spirits, and he made up his mind against dozens of small sects in the world.

If the heart is against the people of the small sect, will he also win? But Zhan Qingyu's instructions told him to keep it in mind, and listen to the words of the hall master at all times, this is the most basic belief in Zhang Jiu's heart.

If it weren't for Zhan Qingyu, he might just be a chef in this life, even though he was cooking for the world's famous high-means Changfeng in the Earthquake Heaven Sect, it can't but be said to be a pity.

And Zhan Qingyu led him into a path of cultivation full of magical power, although he knew that this cultivation process was very difficult, but he decided to follow Zhan Qingyu. Even if the sword mountain and the sea of fire are shattered, they will die without regrets.

Although he still didn't feel that it was enjoyable, Zhang Jiu still retreated from the venue as previously instructed. The subordinates of the Storm Sword Lord carried Qian San away, although they were angry, they dared not speak in anger, and they did not dare to raise their heads in the face of the fierce and vicious monkeys.

The Nine Heavens Hall became famous in a battle, and Zhang Jiu, a third-order strength and a one-armed monkey, won the respect of the world's scattered cultivators. Then the next step is the challenge of the small sect, whether it is still so easy and no one knows.

"The six-eared macaques below are in charge, and the sects under the five major sects can come to challenge. Zhuge Tianchang smiled and glanced at Shen Tu Wukong, and shouted at the small sects on the field.

After some discussion, a man came out of the small sect. An old man in his prime, walked over with square steps. The white beard and white hair show the vicissitudes of time, and a spear shines.

This is a master!

The first feeling he gave people was not the realm but the breath, a violent aura that made everyone passing by feel a tremor, and he practiced a kind of fire-based exercise.

"Flame Gate Yan Zhen admires the spirit monkey brothers' stick method very much, so can you dare to accept a battle in this formation?" the old man modestly nodded at Shen Tu Wukong slightly, and at the same time said what he meant.

With the power of Shen Tu Wukong, they discussed for a long time before deciding on this method, no one dared to take the monkey's stick alone, but if it was a formation attack, it would be a chance. Not to mention killing this monkey, defeating it shouldn't be too much of a problem.

There are not no masters in the world, and this head of the Flame Sect is one of them. In order to inherit the fire gun, he practiced hard for ten years, and finally succeeded in marksmanship.

"Okay!" Without waiting for Zhuge Tianchang to speak, he agreed in one mouthful: "Come on, come on, let me have a good time." You old bones need to be sharp, and my stick is next to each other and you will die if you touch it. Hahaha!"