Just after Zhou Buzhou rushed into the ring, it was only two seconds before and after, and the second person also rushed up.

The person who rushed up was actually Zhang Shan.

After seeing clearly that it was Zhou Buzhou in front of him, Zhang Shan's face was dark, and he only felt that time had gone back to that night in the spiritual base.

Zhou Buzhou was also slightly speechless.

Zhang Shan didn't ink, and said directly: "I admit defeat!" ”

When the words fell, Zhang Shan jumped down.

Zhou Buzhou was slightly stunned.

A way to make money popped up in his head!

He quickly spoke: "This ring has been encircled by the Spirit Base, people who are not from the Spirit Base, get out!" ”

Zhang Shan, who just wanted to leave to go to another ring, paused slightly and decided.

Everyone in the spiritual base was shocked!

We're going to make trouble!

Since the collective escape that night, everyone has really wanted to cooperate like this again.

The other people who were not from the Spirit Department base paused slightly, and then all of them were full of anger.

"What a big breath!"

"The Spirit Base is too arrogant!"

A person from a sect rushed up quickly, looking at Zhou Buzhou with an angry face: "Your spiritual base is too rampant!" ”

Zhou Buzhou is too lazy to talk nonsense.

If you get into the ring, then there is only a battle, and nonsense is useful?

Zhou Buzhou held the Tang knife deserter in his right hand and quickly brewed the sword drawing technique.

He wants to defeat the people of this sect cleanly, and even preferably directly cause a bloody picture to shock everyone in the audience!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to let this ring belong to the Spirit Base with white teeth, and there would be no way to carry out the money-making method he had just thought of!

The person of the sect opened his mouth and spat out.

A strange ball was spat out by him.

Then, the pill slowly unfolded, turning into a sword blade about fifty centimeters long.

Only the blade without the hilt!

"Shushan Dan Sword?"

Zhou Buzhou's face was solemn.

Sects, led by Kunlun and Shushan, Kunlun pursues the Great Dao, miscellaneous, and makes himself like a magician.

But Shushan only pursues kendo, and Shushan kendo is divided into box sword and Dan sword.

In terms of power, the box sword and the Dan sword are equally inferior, but in fact, the Dan sword is even better.

Because once the Dan Sword is practiced, it can be used immediately.

Even if you are a person who has just started cultivation, you can directly use the Danjian Imperial Sword, and your combat power will instantly increase by several levels.

However, the box sword still needs to be polished for a long time, and even after reaching the third order, it can be used to cooperate with the external spiritual power to carry out the sword.

But once the box sword is practiced, it is almost invincible in melee combat.

Each has its own trade-offs, but on the whole, Danjian is stronger!

The person from the sect on the opposite side chuckled, with a look of good eyesight: "Yes, it is the Shushan Dan Sword!" ”

"The Dan Sword combined with my quasi-first-order cultivation is enough to leapfrog and kill the first order of the first stage!"

As he spoke, he pointed his right hand and pointed forward.

The Dan sword shot towards Zhou Buzhou like a cannonball.

The audience exclaimed.

"Flying Sword!"

"It's really a flying sword!"

“……”

"Hey, aren't the people at your Spirit Base nervous?"

Everyone in the spiritual base was at a loss, what were they nervous about?

Will a Nervous Sect cultivator be cut down?

Different from the self-confidence of everyone in the spiritual base in the audience, Zhou Buzhou's face was full of solemnity.

But while he was brewing his sword drawing technique, he couldn't fight back.

Once the counterattack is carried out, the sword drawing technique will be brewed again.

He could only hide.

Before the Dan Sword shot over, Zhou Buzhou quickly dodged.

The next moment, the audience was shocked!

The place where Zhou Buzhou was standing before had been pierced nearly a foot deep by the flying sword.

You know, this ring is no ordinary stone.

This can also be pierced a foot deep!

"The power of this flying sword is simply incredible!"

There was a sect cultivator next to him who said with pride on his face: "That is, Senior Brother Meng Tailong is the current senior disciple of Shushan, and he is destined to be the next head of Shushan!" ”

Lu Dafeng looked disdainful: "No matter how awesome it is, as long as it doesn't reach the second order, in the face of Zhou Pervert, it will be a one-knife life!" ”

"Oh, ignorance! You have no idea how powerful Senior Brother Montalon is! ”

Lu Dafeng sneered: "You are ignorant, you don't know how many people Zhou Perverted has cut and mutilated!" ”

"The pervert Zhou in your mouth is already covered in wounds, and you are about to lose, on the other hand, Senior Brother Montelon has a relaxed and freehand face, quite a sword immortal style!"

"You know the! Zhou pervert is holding back his big move, but I don't quite understand, why did Zhou pervert start holding back his big move so early? ”

Everyone in the spiritual base thought so.

After all, they all saw that although the guy from Shushan could make flying swords, he was actually very obscure.

With Zhou Buzhou's swordsmanship that was enough to be praised by the vice principal, as long as he was close, he could almost solve Montylon with a single sword.

But why do you have to be beaten and hold back the big move?

"Hehe, it's a joke!"

Lu Dafeng's thoughts were interrupted, and he said with an irritated face: "Ma De, this person is so annoying, Yang Zimei, what do you say I should do?" ”

Yang Zimei didn't say a word, and a fist smashed towards the person who had been Bibi.

The following quickly became lively, but in a moment it ended with the face of the person who had been comparing to be red and swollen.

Stopped.

In the ring, Zhou Buzhou was still dodging.

But the speed of the Dan Sword was extremely fast, and in less than two minutes, Zhou Buzhou's body had already been cut with countless scars.

If it weren't for the physical fitness he had cultivated under the pressure of the battle ladder, if it weren't for his quick dodge, any sword could have killed him.

Zhou Buzhou continued to dodge.

Montelon smiled contemptuously: "Fang is so arrogant, can he only retreat now?" ”

Zhou Buzhou was still expressionless.

Keep dodging.

Flying swords slashed after slash.

Zhou Buzhou dodged again and again.

"Aren't you arrogant?"

"Aren't you trying to clear the field?"

"Why are you just hiding?"

"The little seven-vein cultivator is so ashamed!"

"It's a joke!"

Three minutes later, Zhou Buzhou stopped dodging.

This time, because of the need to dodge all the time, the brewing of the sword drawing technique was too slow, but fortunately, it was not too slow.

"The big move is ready!"

Lu Dafeng suddenly screamed, and the others quickly looked intently, including the guy with a red and swollen face, who also looked over with contempt at the corners of his mouth.

Zhou Buzhou quickly sprinted forward.

One-step!

Two steps!

Three steps!

Draw your sword!

The cold glow of the Tang Dao flashed out quickly.

The prototype of sword intent appeared.

Monteron felt himself being targeted by a poisonous snake, and a chill broke out all over his body.

His face was full of horror: "Sword intent? ”

Everyone in the audience was shocked and inexplicable.

The red-faced guy froze.

Is it really a big move, or is it a legendary sword intent?

On the high platform, more than a dozen spiritual powers instantly converged towards the ring on Zhou Buzhou's side.

"Dang!"

The flying sword fell to the ground.

This was under the impact of the rudimentary form of sword intent, and Montelon completely lost control of the Dan Sword.

Weeks are not Mondays, and there is no way forward.

Tang Dao slashed towards Montylon with sword intent.

But the other party actually stood in place in a daze.

Zhou Buzhou frowned slightly, and quickly changed the drop of the sword.

Tang Dao was pressed down a lot.

Blood splattered out.

"Ahh

Montalon's face turned pale and he suddenly howled.

One of his legs just fell under his nose and parted from his body.

At the fracture, blood splattered like a Baotu Spring.

Monteron fell directly to the ground, roaring wildly, and stretched out his hands to grab his thighs.

The breath blockade in the ring disappears.

The medical personnel prepared by the other base quickly rushed into the ring, took the Montylon people and Montalon's flying sword and broken leg with him, and quickly retreated.

Zhou Buzhou put away his knife, slowly swept under the ring, and said expressionlessly: "I'll say it again, this ring has been wrapped up by the Spirit Base!" People who are not from the spiritual base, get out! ”

The red-faced guy sped away.

Thirteen of them then got up and left.

Among them, there were several people from different bases, who were full of hesitation, but in the end they were unwilling to retreat.

The other party can use sword intent!

And Montalon is so miserable!

If it is really the kind of sword intent recorded in the classics, then Zhou Buzhou is invincible, if they go up......

Especially before, if Zhou Buzhou didn't change direction quickly, Montalon would have died.

The contradiction between their alien base and the spiritual base is there, and there is no treatment of Montalon.

Then when the time comes, won't they go up and die one by one?

Under the ring, soon only forty-nine people from the Spirit Base remained.

The Lingbu base really did it!

Zhou Buzhou is really cleared!

One by one, everyone in the spiritual base was born with inexplicable pride and glory in their hearts!