Listening to Xiuren's somewhat provocative and disdainful tone, Zhuo Yongsi frowned slightly.

He was polite to Xiuren, which was called Gu Nian's old feelings.

But at this time, the identity of the two is very different, and this surnamed Xiu not only knows it, but is also so arrogant, so he can ignore the few worries left in his heart.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yongsi smiled slightly, and said lightly: "The junior brother has been studying in the God of War Temple for more than a year, and he is not good at learning, so he doesn't know the severity of his actions. ”

Xiuren was stunned and furious.

"What a big breath, then let me try!"

With a roar, Xiuren quickly fused with the war beast in his body, his eyes immediately turned into a bright yellow color like a beast, and at the same time, the coercion on his body skyrocketed, and nine chain locks flew out of his sleeve directly, and at the moment when this strange weapon flew out, the cloud platform shook, and the phantom cherry blossom petals flying in mid-air rolled upside down to the sky.

This is the magic weapon of Xiuren's fame, and the chain lock is varied, which can bind people, defend, and fight...... Under the control of the aura of the instrument master, he was flexible and flexible, and he had successfully intercepted and killed the digital Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator.

Cut......

Zhuo Yongsi raised the corners of his mouth, and without thinking about it, he sacrificed the holy sword from his eyebrows!

Rumble!

Just when everyone was pinching a cold sweat for Zhuo Yongsi, the huge holy sword suddenly fell from the sky!

The blazing white light ruthlessly deprived everyone of the bright light in their eyes. The strong sword qi shook the waists of everyone present with swords crackling and falling to the ground, constantly bouncing, as if facing the crushing of the sword master, directly losing their spirituality.

"My God......"

The sound of gasping cold air came one after another, and the bright light illuminated everyone's faces to the point of losing their blood.

At this moment, Wan Shuirong and Wu Hefeng's eyes fell into remembrance, and they seemed to see the mighty and majestic god of war, once again returning to the earth with a sword!

The two of them couldn't help but feel hot and moist in their eyes!

This aura, this coercion, is really too familiar and nostalgic!

The white light flashed, and the chain lock was shaken away from afar, as if he was trying his best to restrain his strength, so that he did not damage the magic weapon, but Xiuren himself had already smashed his head from the cloud platform like a wooden stake to the ground, and his big teeth collapsed several times, and he looked up at Zhuo Yongsi who was standing in the clouds with his hands in his hands.

Defeated......

And it was lost too quickly!

One second he was still angry, but the next second he was slapped in the face so hard, how will he behave in the East Hall in the future?

Thinking of this, Xiu Ren was so angry that he almost fainted.

"Senior Brother Xiu, I have conceded."

After the blow, he retracted all his breath, and Zhuo Yongsi was personable and looked humble and polite. The mountain wind rolled up the hem of his clothes, revealing the gorgeous curly grass with dense patterns of clouds and silk inside the plain blue robe, and the huge holy sword, which was still suspended above his head, sometimes splitting into two holy swords, one bright and one dark, and sometimes fused into one, sacred and majestic.

"This is the descendant of the gods and demons......" The disciples of the East Hall opened their mouths wide, and everyone had expressions of surprise and envy on their faces.

"Yudan...... Zhan Yuanying, one move to win! As soon as I thought of this, everyone felt that their three views were about to collapse!

Before, I only knew that the matter of the Ten Blades of the Gods and Demons was stirred up in Dongling, and then one after another the Blades appeared in the Temple of the God of War, originally everyone was only jealous of this identity, but they never expected that in just one or two years, the Ten Blades Cultivation has opened such a big distance from ordinary monks!

In the face of the first battle, the winners and losers were so easily distinguished, even Wan Shuirong and Wu Hefeng's expressions were a little unbearable.

Only Lian Zimiao was half-lying on his stool, smiling evilly.

This is indeed the first time he has taken the ten blades out of the mountain, and he has a discussion with the Tianjiao of the world, not overbearing, how to show his momentum?