Xia Luo was just a sword, and the assassin didn't have time to dodge at all, and his head flew backwards.

Black smoke erupted from the black sword, enveloping the assassin's body in an instant, and the assassin was left with only a dried corpse.

This scene scared everyone present stupid.

They didn't expect the battle between the grandmasters to be resolved so quickly.

From another point of view.

They didn't expect the Grandmaster brought by Liu Quan to be so strong!

He didn't pause for a moment, but looked behind him.

More than ten meters behind him, the monk had already approached at some point.

His whole body was shrouded in a layer of true qi, and a huge Buddha statue behind him appeared and disappeared from time to time.

I didn't expect this monk to actually cultivate martial arts to this point!

However, Xia Luo didn't panic, just took a deep breath and fused all his internal strength into the sword.

In the next second, a cloud of purple-black smoke swirled around him.

Standing the long sword horizontally in front of his chest, black smoke instantly enveloped the blade.

At the same time, the monk punched out, and the huge Buddha statue behind him also punched out, while Xia Luo met with a long sword surrounded by black smoke.

The sword and the fist were together, and the black smoke was also against the huge Buddha statue, making a strange buzzing sound.

This is the sound of collision after the true qi reaches the height of the grandmaster.

A moment later, Xia Luo and the monk had already taken three steps back and confronted each other.

Just now, both of them used all their strength.

But none of them hurt each other in the slightest.

The beauty of this practice is that you can put your internal qi outside your body to form a protective shield and greatly enhance your defense.

And Xia Lu is a sword cultivator, and the biggest advantage of sword cultivation is attack power.

However, in that moment just now, Xia Luo did not break the monk's defense, and the monk did not hurt Xia Luo.

So the two are evenly matched.

Although the other ministers have not practiced martial arts, they are not blind, and they can still see what is going on with the two of them.

However, the traitors did not feel nervous because of this, but showed a relaxed smile.

Because Xia Luo has to face not only the monk, but also a powerful existence that is much stronger than the monk.

That is the Black Sword Supreme Wei Changkong!

In the mortal world, generally only the emperor is called the supreme, and Wei Changkong, who lives in the palace, only relies on his martial arts attainments.

can be called the supreme under the emperor's nose, and you can imagine how terrifying his strength is.

Xia Luo is on par with each other one-on-one, isn't one against two bound to lose?

Actually, he was not wrong.

Xia Lu was a slight overestimation of his own strength this time, and if he was allowed to face the remaining two grandmasters at the same time, he really couldn't beat it.

But he didn't know one thing, that is, Xia Luo had a talisman on his body.

There are several offensive talismans, as long as they are released, there is no difference between these grandmasters and ordinary people.

After all, that's what a monk is dealing with, a mortal.

Hehe, to put it mildly, if Xia Lu hadn't wanted to try the gap between himself and the grandmaster, he would have burned all the scenes to death with a fireball talisman.

Then forcibly put Liu Quan on the throne and get what he wanted.

What these traitors could think of, the monk naturally thought of, he folded his hands and looked at Wei Changkong.

"Master Wei, since you and I are both entrusted by others, why don't you join forces and catch this thief together?"

Wei Changkong didn't move.

At this time, he was still standing on the high platform, holding a sword in one hand, as if he was reminiscing about something.

After hearing the monk's words, he turned into a black wind, and only came to the monk's side in an instant.

He exhaled a breath from the sword, which instantly formed a white mist on the sword, and then a clear human face appeared.

Damn, this sword can still play like this?

I've been playing for decades, but I've never found out.

After seeing this scene, Xia Luo also did the same.

He mobilized a mouthful of internal force in his body, and then blew towards the sword body.

A layer of white mist condensed from the sword's body, and under the white mist was a human face.

Looking at this face, Xia Luo was shocked.

Isn't this your own face?

His face had always been disguised with transfiguration, and he had actually been sixteen years old all along.

So I am still relatively clear about my sixteen-year-old appearance.

On the other hand, Wei Changkong's one is also a young boy, and if you compare it carefully, it should be what Wei Changkong looked like when he was a child.

From here, it can be inferred that the face on this sword should be the face when the sword was raised for the first time.

Seeing this scene on Xia Lu's long sword, a flash of light flashed in Wei Changkong's eyes.

But it was only covered up in an instant, and then asked in a cold voice.

"Who are you?"

Xia Luo narrowed his eyes and deliberately raised his voice.

"When I was a child, I practiced martial arts, and I heard my master say that I also have an uncle, but I didn't expect to see it today, my uncle is really old and strong, and the word supreme matches you so well."

"Who is your master?"

"Wei Changji, Lord Wei."

"What do you use to prove it?"

Xia Luo didn't speak, but touched his body and found out the blood seed that Lord Wei asked Xia Chang to transfer to him back then.

He didn't know if the other party recognized this thing, but he didn't need money to try.

After Wei Changkong saw this little thing, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he seemed to understand something, and then asked.

"As long as you tell where this thing was, I'll trust you."

"My master has been hiding him in his body before, and when he is about to die, he took him out and told me that he will be of great use in the future!"

Hearing this, the corners of Wei Changkong's eyes, which had long been dry because of his old age, suddenly moistened.

"I didn't expect that I, Wei Changkong, had been alone for so many years, and I could see people in the same door again."

"Uncle Shi, let's talk about the old things in the future, after all, it's ...... now"

Wei Changkong understood what Xia Luo meant, after all, the two of them were still enemies in the last second.

At this point, everyone realized that something was wrong.

Only then did they notice that the swords in the hands of Wei Changkong and Xia Lu couldn't be said to be similar, they were exactly the same!

And why is Wei Changkong famous?

It's because of his black sword that claims to be able to cut off everything!

And this black sword, Xia Luo actually has one......

Something is wrong, something is so wrong!

Then I saw that the two of them talked to each other for a long time, and it seemed that the relationship was still very good......

At this time, all the traitors began to get nervous, and they understood how serious the consequences would be if Wei Changkong turned against Xia Luo.

They could all see it, not to mention the monk who had been listening from the sidelines.

His bald head was wet, and cold sweat oozed from his whole body.

He thought it was two against one, and he was still fighting there for a long time, thinking that Wei Changkong would fight with him.

It turned out that the family was from the same family, and Wei Changkong was still the elder of the family.

Wei Changkong is also from the rivers and lakes, and he is famous for his emphasis on love and righteousness.

Now let Wei Changkong do something to his nephew.

Is this possible?

It's impossible!

And it is very likely that it will turn into a righteous three-on-one.

Do you want to throw in the towel and join these two?

But he had already taken all the money......

Thinking of this, he had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Lord Wei, what do you mean now?"

The monk's face can only be described in four words.

Put on a false smile.

At this time, Wei Changkong also fell into deep thought.

After weighing it up again, he came up with a good idea.

"In this way, you two do it, I won't interfere, how about this?"

When the monk heard this, he smiled.

"That's great!"

His defense is very high, as long as he doesn't fight back and uses all his true qi to defend, the other party will not be able to break through his defense.

As long as they hold on for a while longer, wait until the Zuo family finds another grandmaster from their temple to come to help......

He was still fantasizing about a bright future when he heard Wei Changkong say to Xia Luo.

"By the way, your master didn't teach you the magic of the black sword at all, as long as you use the internal force to urge the sword qi, you can hit another thing through one thing."

"Is that so?"

Xia Lu was puzzled in his heart, and then tried to use Wei Changkong's method to try, and found that the sharp sword qi could really penetrate one thing and hit another.

To put it simply, sword qi damage is real injury!

In this way, the monk's body protection true qi is still a hair!