"Venerable Yuanqing of Ganbei, this is a powerhouse of the third level of the martial arts realm, a set of Yuanqing Youyun spears makes it a powerful one, and the dragon spear in his hand has even drunk the blood of the fourth level of martial arts. ”

The bearded man in the audience said angrily, with a little fear in his words.

"That's right, Venerable Yuanqing's great name, even if I'm from Huaihe Prefecture, I've heard of it, and even if I cultivate in these forty-eight states, I can be ranked first. ”

This time it was a dry old man with sunken cheeks, and everyone saw that his breath was calm and restrained, and there were occasional flashes of Taoist essence in his piercing eyes, which was very extraordinary.

On the stage, Jiang Xiaohe had already exchanged hands with this Venerable Yuanqing.

said that it was a fight, but in fact, it was just Jiang Xiaohe's punch, and Venerable Yuan Qing was knocked off the stage without even holding the gun.

Everyone in the audience immediately fell silent.

They knew that since Jiang Xiaohe dared to stand on this martial arts stage, he naturally had some ability, but the scene in front of them still surprised them.

A martial arts realm powerhouse, knocked off the stage with one punch, what kind of concept is this?

It shows that he is at least also a martial sect realm!

But how old is he?

Looking at his bone age, he is only in his twenties, even if he starts cultivating from his mother's womb, the speed is not so fast, right?

You must know that the powerhouses of the martial arts realm are already considered high-end combat power in the forty-eight states. Although there are many martial arts sects in the forty-eight states, most of them are big people with significant status, and they will not do it easily on weekdays.

As for the Martial Emperor Realm, it can be counted with one hand, and it is rumored that there is a Martial Emperor in the Jiao family at the junction of the southwest and northwest.

There is a proverb in the forty-eight states, the martial emperor is difficult to find, the martial artist is not born, and the martial artist goes to the world.

Therefore, a martial artist realm, no matter where he goes, is a respected existence.

In their opinion, the martial artist realm of Yuan Qing Venerable, even if it can't last too long, it won't be able to go even one round.

"Yuan Qing, you are still grinding and chirping like this, you are suffering a loss now, you didn't even hold the gun well, and you were knocked off the stage. ”

At the challenge platform, another fair-skinned man jumped onto the martial arts stage, and before he came on stage, he didn't forget to sarcastically mock Venerable Yuan Qing.

At the same time, there is also a suspicion of explaining to everyone: Jiang Xiaohe is taking advantage of people's danger, and before Yuanqing is ready to start, he will take the lead.

However, this kind of thing is naturally point-to-point, if he really talks about it, everyone will laugh at him: You are not ready to go to the martial arts stage, so what are you doing up there?

Venerable Yuan Qing's face was gloomy, but when he thought that he couldn't even make a move in front of so many people, he immediately felt that his face was hot and uncomfortable, and he flicked his sleeves and disappeared in front of everyone.

"Shashu Prefecture Sha Wuba, come to understand. ”

This person's appearance and his name are completely different things, Jiang Xiaohe also clenched his fists at the other party, this time he didn't make a move immediately, but raised his eyes and glanced at Sha Wuba:

"You just said that Venerable Yuanqing lost to me because he wasn't ready to make a move, so are you ready now?"

What Jiang Xiaohe hates the most is this kind of person who speaks with a bit of deep meaning, looks self-righteous, and treats everyone else as a fool.

"You ......"

Sha Wuba's face turned red, the yuan power in his body was majestic, his hands clenched into fists, and he blasted directly towards Jiang Xiaohe.

Jiang Xiaohe held a knife in his left hand and a fist in his right hand, another punch.

With a "boom", the fists formed by the condensation of the two yuan forces collided together, and a powerful impact force spread out from the martial arts platform in all directions, and a transparent light curtain suddenly appeared around it, separating this force from the onlookers.

However, they could still feel it, and the whole ground trembled slightly.

Sha Wuba's body was like a rag sack, and he flew out directly upside down and landed under the stage, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his life and death were unknown.

The crowd was surprised again:

Sha Wuba is famous for its murder in the southern boundary of the Forty-Eight Prefectures, although Shashu Prefecture is controlled by the Tong family, but wherever Sha Wuba goes, even the Tong family has to give three points.

This is the only one, and its prestige can be imagined.

As the saying goes, there is no void under the fame, although Sha Wuba is a sixth-level cultivator in the martial arts realm, but a pair of iron fists can occupy the upper score even against the seventh level of the martial artist.

The most important thing is that he is still young, just over two hundred years old.

You must know that the powerhouses of the Martial Master Realm have a total lifespan of 800 years, and if they still can't step into the Martial Sect after 800 years, they can only run out of life and fall with hatred.

From the Martial Master Realm to the Martial Sect Realm, it is not difficult to say, it is not difficult to say, but at least half of the monks are stuck in the Martial Master Realm and cannot take another step forward.

Sha Wuba cultivated to the sixth level of martial arts at the age of more than two hundred, his future is limitless, if there are no accidents, there is a chance that he will be able to step into the realm of martial arts.

However, such a strong man with infinite possibilities in the future is now being bombarded by Jiang Xiaohe's life and death is unknown.

One by one, the monks who were eager to try it began to retreat.

Their cultivation is not as good as Sha Wuba, but there are also some who are calculating in their hearts, waiting for everyone to fight with Jiang Xiaohe first, and then doing it himself when he is exhausted, which can increase a lot of chances of winning.

After ten breaths, there was still no movement in the audience, and it is conceivable that there are not one or two monks with such thoughts.

"No one?"

Jiang Xiaohe glanced around and asked.

There was silence on the stage again, and most of the monks who were about to challenge him felt their cheeks slightly red and embarrassed.

"Gu Yigu came to learn. ”

Suddenly, a cold voice suddenly came out behind the monks, and then everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and there was an extra figure on the stage.

"What is the origin of this ancient valley, why haven't you heard of this name before?"

Many young monks exchanged words and discussions, but some of the older monks turned pale, as if they had thought of something bad.

"Senior Zhenghao, looking at your expression, do you know something about this guy called Gu Yigu?"

A clever young monk asked the pale-faced old cultivator beside him respectfully clenched his fists, and the old monk sighed heavily:

"I knew that this devil would also appear, even if the old man bet on all his net worth, he would bet on Jiang Xiaohe to win. ”

The young monk was even more unpredictable, but this old monk did not sell Guan Zi anymore, and immediately began to talk about this ancient valley:

"Four hundred years ago, Gu Yigu had just been promoted to the martial arts realm, and it was the moment of high spirits and spring breeze, and he was taken by the first beauty of the forty-eight states, the Red Dust Fairy, and the two quickly became Taoist couples, envying countless Taoist friends. ”

But two months later, the Red Dust Fairy suddenly disappeared, and Gu Yigu couldn't come out of retreat in the mansion, and everyone only thought that he was a Taoist couple, who would have thought that the Red Dust Fairy was killed by him himself. ”

Speaking of this, the old cultivator's face was resentful, his eyes were red, and he seemed to have returned to the scene when he first learned of this disappearance when he was young.

"Huh? Why is that?"

The young monk was taken aback.

"In order to refine an evil soldier, Gu Yigu needs to find a woman who is deeply in love with him, torture her to death, make her spirit full of resentment, and then trap her forever in the evil soldier and act as a tool spirit. ”

"This ......"

The faces of the people could not help but change, they had never heard of these things.

"Later, the evil soldier was refined by him, and in order to sacrifice the evil soldier with blood, he slaughtered the people of a whole small county, and when we arrived, it was already bleeding thousands of miles, and there was no sound at all, and Gu Yigu has completely disappeared since then. ”

On the stage, Jiang Xiaohe had already started with Gu Yigu.

This old cultivator is right, Gu Yigu does hold a magic weapon of the evil sect in his hand, and its appearance is similar to that of an ordinary knife, but the handle of the knife is a skull.

The bones between the skull's eyes were gone, and Gu Yiya's four fingers passed through it, and his thumb passed through the skull's mouth, holding the evil soldier tightly.

Streams of suffocating cold kept pouring out of the skull's mouth, and even if there were protective formations against each other, everyone could still feel the eerie aura approaching the gods.

Even, there were quite a few monks who were not good at cultivation who were already trembling all over, and their expressions were hideous, as if they had seen something terrible.

At this time, Tianxiangju will walk out of a person and take these people away quietly!

"Shade?"

Jiang Xiaohe glanced at the knife in Gu Yigu's hand, and there was a resentful yin soul suppressed in the blade, it was precisely because of the existence of this yin soul that the power of this knife would be extraordinary.

"Jiji, I didn't expect you to have some skills!"

Gu Yigu and Jiang Xiaohe fought back and forth for dozens of rounds, but neither of them took advantage.

The smile on the corner of Gu Yigu's mouth finally converged, and he looked at Jiang Xiaohe, with a little more solemnity between his eyebrows:

"You are the first enemy since I came out, and it is only fitting to sacrifice my "Yueli" knife with your blood. ”

Jiang Xiaohe's face was calm, he didn't speak, just stared at the knife in the other party's hand, and he hesitated a little:

That yin soul was far less powerful than the yin soul raised by the Nine Infant Ghost Sect, if he wanted to, he could destroy it casually.

Gu Yigu is just a first-level Martial Sect, and with his current second-level cultivation of the Martial Sect, it is not difficult to kill him.

It's just that what makes Jiang Xiaohe embarrassed is the yin soul sealed in the "Yueli" knife, Jiang Xiaohe's five senses are much stronger than those of monks in the same realm, and he can clearly feel the ...... of that yin soul Sentiment.

It was a complex emotion of hatred, despair, life worse than death, but not being able to die.

She's a woman.

The moment the resentment invaded Jiang Xiaohe's body, he knew this, and even explored part of the memory of this yin ghost.

"Gu Yigu, who are you from Yueli?"

The burning stick in Jiang Xiaohe's hand split out several black rays, and the moment Gu Yigu could only be passively defended, he suddenly asked.

Gu Yigu's face changed, his whole body trembled slightly, and his mouth pursed, but he still dodged without saying a word.

"After so many years, she has been sealed and tortured by you in this evil army, are you really indifferent?"

Jiang Xiaohe slowed down the pace of his attack and continued to ask.

Gu Yigu had a chance to breathe, and glanced at Jiang Xiaohe coldly, his whole body was full of yuan power, and the Yueli knife in his hand suddenly burst with yin qi, slashing at Jiang Xiaohe.