With this sword, Jiang Jiuxiao does not seek to kill, but only wants to abolish Zhang Guangmu's skills, so that he can no longer threaten himself.

For Jiang Jiuxiao, this is just self-preservation.

After he finished writing his diary, his skills skyrocketed, and his mentality also swelled.

But because of this, Jiang Jiuxiao also figured out some questions.

Originally, before participating in the martial arts competition, he still wanted to convince Zhang Guangmu and let him use it for his own use.

Right now......

He doesn't think like that anymore.

People like Zhang Guangmu are not an existence that can be easily convinced.

Thinking that everyone had fought side by side and had a bit of incense, Jiang Jiuxiao did not intend to kill Zhang Guangmu.

It's just that......

He was full of confidence and thunderous with a sword stab, except for a slight sound of breaking the air, he actually failed to cause any results!

The sharp sword was gently pinched by Zhang Guangmu with two fingers.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Jiuxiao was shocked in his heart, and instinctively struggled with all his strength, wanting to break free, but found that Zhang Guangmu's strength was not as great as he imagined.

This force not only brought the long sword back, but also destroyed its own center of gravity.

If it weren't for the strong internal qi of his body, Jiang Jiuxiao would have exposed a fatal flaw on the spot with just one move, and he would be defeated immediately.

Even so, in the first round of the two fighting, Jiang Jiuxiao lost his previous confidence.

He couldn't understand the strength that Zhang Guangmu showed.

Obviously, the strength and speed used are not as good as his own, but when he really fights, it is as if every move and every style have been completely seen through.

The situation was urgent, Jiang Jiuxiao didn't think much about it, but felt that it might be that Zhang Guangmu also cared about the old feelings, and he didn't show his full strength.

In fact, this situation is quite reasonable, after all, Zhang Guangmu can't even use a knife, and he is already very face-saving against the blade with his bare hands.

Suddenly, Jiang Jiuxiao had a strange feeling - he always seemed to take the initiative to send his weakness to Zhang Guangmu's fist, as if he was killing himself.

Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng! ……

Jiang Jiuxiao, who was beaten to delirium, gradually had a blue nose and swollen face, his steps became scattered, and the sword moves in his hand seemed to be fierce and violent, but in fact, he no longer had the previous rules, and he could no longer pose the slightest threat to Zhang Guangmu.

Jiang Jiuxiao, who realized that his general trend had gone, was in a trance, and unconsciously began to think of "if it was at the beginning".

In addition to the impossible situation of "if he didn't part ways with Zhang Guangmu", what he thought about the most was......

Zhang Guangmu, who is bare hands, can crush him in all directions, if he uses a knife, wouldn't he be able to decide the winner with one move?

Jiang Jiuxiao's thoughts were chaotic, and his vision became hazy.

At this time, Zhang Guangmu's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"You just said ......"

"Throughout the ages, there has never been a person with the same talent as me."

"You're wrong."

"There are not only such people, but more than one."

Zhang Guangmu calmly bent his fingers and flicked away the sword blade that stabbed in front of him, with a smile on his face, his lips and teeth lightly opened, and he said one by one in a light way.

"Daozun."

"Buddha."

"Martial Ancestor."

"Do you think that the existence of those myths and legends is really just made up by the ancients?"

Jiang Jiuxiao, who didn't have much will to fight left, couldn't help but spread his Tong hole after hearing those three titles, his breathing was not smooth, his breathing rhythm was abnormal, and his qi, blood and internal qi were scattered.

And Zhang Guangmu took the opportunity to smash out with an elbow, directly crushing Jiang Jiuxiao, and stepped out in one step, stepping on his chest.

Zhang Guangmu overlooked Jiang Jiuxiao, and said lightly: "The so-called Immortal Buddha is just a martial artist as endowed as me. ”

After finishing his words, the yang energy around him was steaming, and the smoke was swirling.

These smoke clouds were not bound to the skin like Jiang Jiuxiao and Storm Dazuo to strengthen their own attributes, but they escaped, outlining a faint poking phantom.

This phantom is unpredictable, and Jiang Jiuxiao is in a trance, as if he has seen an immortal holding a sword and resisting the wind.

In the blink of an eye, the immortal becomes a Buddha with a golden bowl of wooden fish, dressed in a robe, and smiling kindly.

In the next moment, in Jiang Jiuxiao's field of vision, there was only one brave man left standing up to the sky, and his body seemed to be full of invincible heroes.

It looks cool, but in fact, it's just a special effect.

Zhang Guangmu is in this world, after all, he is just a budding martial artist at the level of the first realm of martial arts [Yang Qi Seed], under normal circumstances, it is impossible to toss such pomp.

This kind of special effect was supported by Zhang Guangmu's desperate secret technique recorded in "Zhao's Steel Fist" and slightly adjusted.

Under normal circumstances, if you use this move, you will damage your qi and blood muscles, and if it lasts too long, it will even damage your internal organs, causing your cultivation to regress.

But......

Zhang Guangmu didn't plan to live a lifetime in the world of "Martial Arts Diary", and secondly, he also had a golden finger in his hands.

It's about to open a big hanging, and if you still maintain the careful thinking of a normal martial artist, you are too much to suffer, and it is easy to pick up sesame seeds and throw watermelons.

When you can manifest yourself, you must make good use of the opportunity!

So Zhang Guangmu did not hesitate to forcibly prescribe special effects for himself.

Mainly because his personal strength is too weak and his realm is too low, he has just arrived at the first realm of martial arts, and in order to add this special effect to himself, he almost overturned.

Fortunately, Zhang Guangmu pointed out the ability of [Control 1] before, which enhanced his ability to control yang energy, otherwise, there would be obvious flaws in this manifestation.

"This ......"

Jiang Jiuxiao's eyes widened, looking intently at the unpredictable phantoms behind Zhang Guangmu, for fear that he would miss any of the fragments.

At this moment, his heart was swaying, he couldn't help himself, and he felt that his outlook on life, values, and worldview had been greatly shaken.

When normal heroes and transcendent warriors are trampled underfoot, most of them will be ashamed and angry, and even have the idea of dying together.

I don't know why, but Jiang Jiuxiao can't have the slightest hatred for Zhang Guangmu.

Perhaps, deep down, he thinks that Zhang Guangmu's actions are reasonable and reasonable, and they are just legitimate defense.

Perhaps, he was shocked by Zhang Guangmu's earth-shattering revelation at the moment, and he had no time to be distracted.

In a word......

Jiang Jiuxiao looked up at Zhang Guangmu in a daze, his heart was pounding, his breathing was short, and suddenly, he almost felt like he had witnessed the rise of a martial arts myth.

He wanted to ask about the gods, Buddhas, and martial ancestors, but he didn't know where to start.

As soon as Zhang Guangmu saw Jiang Jiuxiao's expression, he knew what the other party wanted to ask.

In fact, what he just said, of course, is all made up!

Zhang Guangmu is talking nonsense.

But......

His words and acting skills have always been very good.

Feeling the self-confidence, arrogance, and arrogance on Zhang Guangmu's body, Jiang Jiuxiao completely believed in the statement that "there is no [God-given thing] on Zhang Guangmu"!

Suddenly, Zhang Guangmu exerted force under his feet, and Jiang Jiuxiao felt a pain in his chest, as if it had turned into a broken air bag, and the full internal qi in his body was rapidly collapsing.

"Poof!"

Jiang Jiuxiao spat out a mouthful of blood.

He knew very well that his skills had been completely abolished, and even a person in the first realm of martial arts was probably not an opponent.

It's just that......

At this moment, Jiang Jiuxiao, who had been deprived of his skills, looked wooden and couldn't see much resentment.

Zhang Guangmu believes that this should not be a disguise.

If Jiang Jiuxiao was really acting like a lie down and tasting courage, then Zhang Guangmu would also admit it.

Being able to see a performance at the level of crushing [Acting 5] is also worth the trip.

But......

The greater probability is that Jiang Jiuxiao's brain circuit is really unusual.

was abolished, and there was no hatred, not even anger......

The average person really can't do it to this extent.

Zhang Guangmu did not hesitate for a moment, and quickly snatched out a book with a golden cover from Jiang Jiuxiao's body.

After flipping through a few pages, he made his judgment.

No doubt!

The book that is now in Zhang Guangmu's hands is the golden finger of the male protagonist of the plot Jiang Jiuxiao - [Martial Arts Diary] (Yang)!

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