Zheng Shiyi's body had retreated to three zhang away, and in the opposite position, the immovable king stood with his sword, but he had retreated four zhang away.

"King Fudo, he has stepped back more than Zheng Shiyi!"

"Zheng Shiyi, he actually overpowered the Immovable King?"

"It's just a competition for physical strength and strength, Zheng Shiyi is stronger than the immovable king!"

"The King of Immovable has actually fallen behind?"

In the venue, exclamations continued to be heard.

"Click......

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from the light curtain, and a crack appeared at the tip of the Tongtian Immortal Demon Tower in Zheng Shiyi's hand, and the crack quickly spread to the bottom of the tower, followed by an even bigger crisp sound.

The Tongtian Immortal Demon Tower was split into two and completely broken!

"Zheng Shiyi's martial treasure is broken!"

"The sword of the Immovable King is actually the martial treasure that cut off Zheng Shiyi's wings in one fell swoop!"

"Qingluan Sword, this must be the Qingluan Sword of the Immovable King!"

"The Qingluan Sword in the hands of the King of Fudong, it is said that the sword contains the essence and blood of the divine beast Qingluan, and it is a martial treasure that King Fudo was given after he made supreme contributions to the Jade Sect!

"As soon as the fight began, Zheng Shiyi's martial treasure was cut off, what should he do next?"

In the crowd, Phantom World, Peng Junyue, and Mo Xing looked at Zheng Shiyi, who had nothing in his hands, full of worry.

King Fudo waved the Qingluan Sword in his hand slightly, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "This sword is called Qingluan, and it is a treasure that I brought the Holy Maiden back to the sect and gave it by the sect leader himself!"

Speaking of which, it was thanks to you, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten such a treasure. ”

"What's the matter? You want to use Yuqi to make me distracted? King Fudo, you are a little too low-end. Zheng Shiyi sneered, looking at the broken Tongtian Immortal Demon Tower in his hand, he was slightly shocked in his heart, the Tongtian Immortal Demon Tower was originally taken by himself from the hooligan Sanren invited by Wang Shenji.

After that, it was forged by the strange medicine master himself, and it was already a heaven-level martial treasure, but under this Qingluan sword, it was shattered with one blow.

The Tongtian Immortal Demon Tower was shattered, and the Blood Hell Floating Slaughter in his Qiankun bag that had not been used for a long time was afraid that he would not be able to fight against this Qingluan Sword.

All that's left is the Ink Scale Knife.

Since coming to this world, he has not used the Ink Scale Knife for a long time.

Although the ink scale knife is a treasure knife that he got from the small world, after coming to the big world, even General Wen once said that the ink scale knife is very special.

I can also feel that the Ink Scale Knife is unique, even evil, so evil that I don't want to use this magic knife.

It's just that now, the only way to use the ink scale knife is to use it.

Zheng Shiyi stretched out his hand, and a long knife as black as ink appeared in his hand.

It seems that it has been hidden for too long, and as soon as the ink scale knife appeared in the air, it immediately made a crisp sound, and a thick black ** qi poured out from the blade body, not Zheng Shiyi's demonic qi, but its own demonic qi!

The Ink Scale Knife appeared, and it seemed that the whole world had become much darker.

An eerie, terrifying, and evil aura spread to all around.

At the venue of the Shenhou Conference, on the high platform, Shi Mo looked at the ink scale knife that Zheng Shiyi suddenly took out, his body suddenly shook, and a complex light of doubt, surprise, and greed shot out from his eyes, that knife, is that legendary magic knife?

That knife has been lost for too long, if it is it, how can it be in Zheng Shiyi's hands!

King Fudo's expression suddenly became solemn: "I can't imagine that you are hiding so deeply, and you still have such a magic sword. ”

As the words fell, his body suddenly turned into a streamer and rushed towards Zheng Shiyi.

Zheng Shiyi's body moved at the same time, and he also rushed forward.

The two people, their bodies moving at the same time, flew out like two lightning bolts, and where they passed, the air seemed to be cut open in an instant, revealing a clear crack.

In the venue of the Shenhou Conference, everyone felt that one was green, one was dark, and two figures flashed by, and then a shocking sound came out, as if two giant mountains collided together, and a loud sound broke out that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Zheng Shiyi's horizontal knife was in front, just blocking the long sword stabbed by the immovable king, the huge force attacked, the body took a step back slightly, the arm of the immovable king in front of him was pushed hard again, the body bounced up and jumped into the air with the force, the body flipped over, and the whole person instantly conjured up three figures, and the long sword in his hand stabbed in the air.

Three figures, each figure stabbed out of a different swordsmanship, each figure looks unusually real, people can't tell the real from the fake, it seems that it is really three sword masters with a sword at the same time, there are even three sharp sounds in the air to break the air!

Can't tell!

Zheng Shiyi's eyes suddenly froze, the opponents he had encountered in the past had many of them who used multiple figure attacks, but none of them could do it like the King of Immobility, casting a doppelganger figure, so that people couldn't tell the real from the fake!

If you can't tell, then don't tell!

The ink scale knife in Zheng Shiyi's hand was like a mace, sweeping forward, and above the blade, a thick black gas burst out, as if a black mist crossed the sky, dyeing the space in front of him black, as if the night was coming.

Under the sword, the three figures that the Immovable King had transformed were all wrapped in it.

In the sky, the figures of the two immovable kings only came into contact with this black qi, and they were immediately shattered.

And one more is the real body!

Zheng Shiyi turned his wrist and slashed towards the last black shadow that had not yet shattered, and with a single slash, it seemed to be the fall of the galaxy in the sky, full of endless power, as if it could smash such a world.

Seeing that this sword was about to fall on the Fudo King, the body of the Fudo King in the sky suddenly blurred, a cyan light flashed, and the body of the Fudo King suddenly jumped forward again, but the speed was a point faster than Fang Cai.

What a speed!

Zheng Shiyi was startled in his heart, and his body quickly dodged to the side.

In the air, an extremely sharp sword that seemed to be able to penetrate the armor of the Xuan Tortoise flew down, and the sharp Qingluan Sword instantly pierced the body protection aura on Zheng Shiyi's body and slashed through his abdomen.

The whole person of the King of Immovable turned into a green mang, and a sword slashed through Zheng Shiyi's abdomen, the speed was so fast that even he couldn't stop, and his body still jumped forward for a distance, and then he stopped.

Turning his head to look at Zheng Shiyi, whose abdomen was cut, a look of pity appeared in his eyes, if he had the control at his peak, after a sword hand, he would be able to stop his body as soon as possible and launch a second attack, it would not be like now.

Zheng Shiyi took two steps back one after another, looked down, and saw that a wound more than half a foot long had been cut on his abdomen, and an extremely sharp breath passed into his body along the wound, rushing wildly.

Knock Knock......

In his body, the Long Yancao Martial Spirit jumped wildly, and the green light and green vines poured out, repairing the wounds of the wounds.

The abdomen and wounds began to heal slowly, but at a much slower rate than before.

At the wound, there seemed to be a strange aura attached to it, blocking the healing of Long Yancao's martial soul.

Zheng Shiyi's complexion changed slightly, the breath of the Immovable King attacking his body was so weird, although the Long Yancao Martial Spirit could still be repaired, but the speed of repair was greatly slowed down, this kind of situation was the first time he had encountered it.

"If you can dodge one sword, I'll see how many swords you can dodge. ”

The body of the King of Immovable turned around, his body rose into the air, under the sunlight, the whole person turned into a piece of green light, flickering in the air, it seemed to be just a breath of effort, his body appeared from Zheng Shiyi's side again, Qingluan Sword stabbed obliquely, stabbing Zheng Shiyi's neck, the speed was like a streamer!

At the moment when there was no room for it, the ink scale knife in Zheng Shiyi's hand suddenly rose upwards and protected it in front of him.

The Qingluan Sword, which seemed to be able to pierce everything in the world, had a sharp tip like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, stabbing at the black black scale knife.

Suddenly, the green mangs were flourishing.

The whole body of the Fudo King was shrouded in this layer of cyan light.

On the blade of the Ink Scale Knife, black rays emerged, as if a pitch-black river was surging, as if it was about to annihilate everything.

At the intersection of the swords, a brilliant spark suddenly erupted, and a loud sound as if the entire earth had exploded.

The sound was terrifying, and it seemed to cause the entire Thousand Realms of War to shake wildly.

The bodies of each of them fell backwards.

Zheng Shiyi retreated more than 20 zhang one after another, and then stabilized his body, an unparalleled energy in his body rushed wildly, and at the corner of his mouth, a stream of blood flowed out, and his complexion became more and more solemn.

Fang Cai's knife, although he blocked the attack of the Immovable King at a critical moment, but because he was in a hurry to respond, he was unable to fully exert his strength, but in fact, he still suffered a loss.

After the immovable queen retreated more than a dozen zhang, his body took three steps on the ground one after another to stabilize his body, and the battle intent in his eyes became more and more intense, and Zheng Shiyi could actually block the blow just now.

He was able to block this move, entirely by his fighting instincts.

At such an age, it is really rare to have such a fighting instinct, very rare.

Zheng Shiyi, he is indeed a genius among geniuses, but unfortunately, he is the enemy of the Jasper Sect!

The body of the King of Immovable flew up in the air again, his whole body was shrouded in layers of glow, and the speed of his body was even more weird, so that people could not find his trajectory, and the Qingluan sword in his hand stabbed one sword after another, making fierce moves and deadly moves.

Zheng Shiyi was shrouded in black mist, like a demon god from hell, although he retreated step by step, he also resisted the attack of the Immovable King.

In the venue, everyone looked at the two sides blankly, but one by one they unconsciously held their breath, their faces were full of surprise.

"This ...... Is it really a battle in the Hou Realm?"

"The attack of the Immovable King is too profound. Although I have also entered the Qianqiang Hou, but instead I came, in the face of the attack of the Immovable King, I am afraid that I will not be able to resist a single move. ”

"It turns out that the duel at the peak of the Hou Realm is like this. ”

On the high platform, Shi Mo's eyes were firmly fixed on the knife in Zheng Shiyi's hand, this knife could actually block the Qingluan Sword of the Immovable King, this must be the knife, there must be nothing wrong!

Zheng Shiyi, he actually got that knife!

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