Although Shi Ziling saw that his opponent suddenly came up with so many strange tricks, he was not very worried. He proposed to let the Guoxin Layman make three moves, just to let the Guoxin Layman's so-called illusion mana be exposed, and at this moment, the opponent finally couldn't help but use all the magic weapons, which was exactly what Shi Ziling wanted.

Shi Ziling just stood quietly in place and looked at the Guoxin monk opposite, looking at the black monsters that kept rolling down from him, waiting for him to launch an attack.

The Fruitheart Monk was cloaked in a cloak, chanting unpleasant incantations all the time, writhing his body like a ghost. The monsters that came out from under his wide robes had gradually taken shape, the larger ones had staggered to their feet like zombies, and the smaller ones were more and more numerous, squeaking and squeaking like a pack of deformed mice, and kept scurrying around the arena.

Suddenly, a sharp shout came out of the mouth of the fruit-hearted monk, and the monsters on the ground immediately bared their teeth and rushed towards Shiziling after hearing his shout. And the Fruitheart Monk danced his long sleeves behind these monsters, as if directing the actions of these monsters.

But black smoke kept pouring out of his sleeves, and from time to time, all kinds of strange poisonous snakes and beasts flew out and attacked Shi Ziling Zhou.

For a while, the entire martial arts arena suddenly became extremely dim, and all kinds of zombie monsters and poisonous insects and beasts rushed up and down, rushing towards Shiziling in unison, accompanied by the ugly and strange incantations of the fruit-hearted monks, turning the martial arts platform into a hell on earth.

Shi Ziling couldn't understand what such a messy monster was for a while, so he didn't rashly swing his fist to deal with it. just unfolded his body, kept tossing and turning, and retreated and dodged in the attacks of many zombies, ghosts, and poisonous insects and beasts.

The representatives of the various martial arts factions in the martial arts arena were dumbfounded.

"This ...... Is this still a contest of boxing? This is simply a spell to drive demons and monsters to deal with Shi Ziling!"

Seeing the various zombie monsters and poisonous insects that kept grinning at Shiziling in the billowing black smoke, no matter how good Shiziling's "Optimus Prime" was, it was impossible for Lu's defensive ability to resist such an overwhelming attack. In addition, the Guoxin Lay Priest is eyeing the periphery, as long as Shi Ziling makes a slight mistake, he will definitely immediately take advantage of the gap to inflict a heavy blow.

There were many representatives of the sect who felt that they couldn't look at it, and couldn't help but let out a dissatisfied boo, and the disciples of the "Dead Night Gate" and the Triple Society even scolded the Guoxin Lay Monk in unison for being despicable and shameless, and actually using such a messy attack move.

"Can such a demon-like attack be considered a move?"

Everyone shouted for the door to take the initiative to fight back.

Only the members of the Yan Shen Sect and its subordinate gangs, large and small, were cheering loudly, and they sang in unison: "Yan Shen Holy Sect, Pudu Sentient Beings, Fruit Heart Layman, Boundless Mana! Yan Shen Holy Sect, Pudu Sentient Beings, Fruit Heart Layman, Boundless Mana......"

The two brothers, Kirihara Fang and Kirihara Masa, were so angry that they scolded: "This kind of evil technique that drives demons and monsters to bite people is embarrassing to say that it is Pudu sentient beings, and the mana is boundless?"

The two of them and a group of brothers responded in unison: "The Cult of the Devil of the Underworld, the Evil Cult of the Devil, the Evil Cult of the Devil, the Evil Cult, the Cult of the Devil, the Cult of the Devil, the Cult of the Hell, the Cult of the Devil, the Cult of the Devil and ......the Evil Cult, the Cult of the Devil and the Evil Cult, the Cult of the Devil and the Evil Cult, the Cult of the Devil and the Evil Cult, the Cult

Although the stone tomb on the competition platform moved several times, there were more and more monsters gathered around his body, and gradually he had no room to dodge.

Shi Ziling also knew that it was not a way to dodge purely by dodging, but in the face of these various monsters of different shapes, each of them looked ugly and disgusting enough, and he really didn't want to pick it up with his bare hands.

After thinking about it, Shi Ziling simply stood in place, carried the three yin true fire with his left hand, drew a circle at his feet, and after his body stood in the circle of light of the three yin true fire, he carried the three yang true fire with his right hand, and also drew a big circle of light and held it in front of him.

In this way, he stationed in the left hand and the sky in his right hand, and a new "Optimus Prime" was unfolded around the two true fire apertures, protecting himself tightly.

It's strange to say, whether it's those zombie ghosts or poisonous insects and ghosts and rats scurrying on the ground, once they touch the two major true fire apertures of Shiziling, they will immediately run away with their heads in their hands, and occasionally some monsters that crash into the aperture will also be instantly melted away by the real fire.

Even the billowing black smoke on the stage gradually dissipated under the reflection of the two true fire circles of Shiziling, and the competition platform began to slowly open up again.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Guoxin monk hurriedly rubbed his body and stepped forward to unfold the "Thousand Illusions Palm", and cooperated with these demons and monsters driven by himself to launch a strong attack on Shiziling.

However, the two major apertures of Shi Ziling closed slightly, and his palm momentum was shaken far away.

Shi Ziling said with a smile: "Guoxin Layman, you are vain to claim that your mana is boundless, but you will only drive some zombie monsters and poisonous insects and beasts, and now your third move should be considered to be finished, right?"

Some of the representatives of the various factions in the audience kept shouting: "The three moves have arrived, the master of Shimen should hurry up and counterattack!"

Shi Ziling said unhurriedly: "Guoxin Jushi, since your three moves have passed, now we are fighting evenly and can attack and defend each other." I've learned enough of your hexology, so I'll let you try my two true fires now!"

As he spoke, the two true fires in Shi Ziling's hands suddenly changed, and they had transformed into two huge sharp axes that shone brightly, one left and one right, attacking the Guoxin layman.

The Guoxin monk was extremely jealous of the two true fires in Shi Ziling's hands, and saw the two great true fires turning into a huge sharp axe shining brightly towards him, and hurriedly recited the spell, shouting and urging all the zombies and ghosts to resist it.

It's a pity that these monsters are completely vulnerable in front of Shiziling's True Fire Sharp Axe, and wherever the two True Fire Sharp Axes go, they are simply invincible, and those zombie ghosts can't stop the speed of the True Fire Sharp Axe attacking the Guoxin Layman.

The Guoxin monk was shocked, urging the true yuan of his whole body to shout, and raised his palms to slap at the two shining sharp axes. Although these two True Fire Axes were blocked by the power of his palm, they still slashed towards the body of the Fruit Heart Layman.

Seeing that the palms infused with all his strength could not stop these two brilliant and shining axes, the Guoxin monk was already so frightened that he could not possess his body, and in a hurry, he had to pull out a short knife from his waist and meet it.

After a crisp sound of "dang", the short knife in the hand of the fruitful monk was cut into two parts, but it finally blocked the momentum of one sharp axe, but the other sharp axe had already been slashed on the head. In the flash, the head of the Guoxin Lay Priest was slashed into the air by the sharp axe formed by the cremation of Sanyang Zhen.

In a weird and terrible scream, the zombies, ghosts, poisonous insects and beasts on the stage suddenly disappeared, and the billowing black smoke disappeared in an instant, and the entire competition platform was bright again, leaving only the corpse of the fruitful monk wearing a snow-white robe and fell on the stage.

And the two shining sharp axes also suddenly disappeared after killing the Guoxin Layman, only a little glimmer of light was still faintly flickering in Shi Ziling's left and right hands.

Shi Ziling hugged his fists at the audience and said: "The Fruit Heart Lay Priest confuses the crowd with his evil words, uses the evil devil's crooked tricks to confuse people's hearts, and wantonly kills the lives of innocent people and children to cultivate the vicious Heart-Destroying Palm. With such a cult, how could he be allowed to stay in the world and harm others? ”

"Everyone has seen what the illusions and mana used by the Fruitheart Monk are something, Shi Ziling is here to advise those who still have illusions about the Yan Immortal Sect to turn back to the shore as soon as possible, otherwise the Fruitheart Monk will be your example. ”

Although the martial arts representatives of the various factions in the martial arts arena were still suspicious of what Yan Ming Sect had done, they all admired the strength shown by Shi Ziling.

This young man cut off the opponent's head with only one move when he gave up the three moves of the Guoxin Jushi, and this kind of strength was simply appalling. It's just that the process of the two of them fighting each other is too magical and weird, it doesn't look like a fist fight, but more like the two of them are doing their own things.

But no matter what, the respect of the strong is the unchanging criterion of the Dongli Island martial arts competition, Shi Ziling's skills are easy to win, naturally respected and sought after by everyone, everyone to Shi Ziling with the warmest applause and cheers.

Kirihara Fang applauded hard and said with a smile: "It turns out that the real magic is boundless is the master of the door! This fruitful monk class got an axe and played some ghost tricks in front of the door master, but as a result, he even lost the head of the item, which is really to blame!"

He discussed with his elder brother Kirihara Shoichi, and shouted in unison with the disciples of the "Dead and Evil Night Gate" and the disciples of the Mie Society: "The Dead and Evil Night Gate, the mana is boundless, punish the traitor and eliminate the evil, only my sect ......master!"

Liu Shengquan, Fukumitsu and the others in the VIP seat looked at each other, and they couldn't imagine that this four-strong battle would be such a situation. Although the Fruit Heart Monk had a lot of magic spells, the Guanghua Giant Axe that Shi Ziling used later seemed to be too magical, and it looked like another illusion. It's just that this kind of illusion actually cuts off the head of the fruit-hearted layman, which really makes people shudder.

Liu Shengquan said: "Shi Ziling made three moves in a row, and he killed the Guoxin Jushi as soon as he made a move, and this strength is really terrifying. However, the two axes he released were too magical, were they real objects or illusions? ”

Sakura Xinmei smiled: "What is released from the left and right hands of the master is the fire of the true element. This kind of True Yuan Fire is similar to yesterday's 'True Yuan Sword', but it is more subtle and clever. ”

The empress was surprised: "What, this is not an illusion, it is the fire of the true element? can the true yuan set fire? Where did the two sharp axes come from?......