Zhang Mu angered the Iron Sickle Dao Man while continuing to test the strength of the Iron Sickle Dao Man's physical body.

To be judged accurately.

began to lead the Iron Sickle Dao people to the Hundred Chain Lock Formation without leaving a trace.

In the formation.

Zhang Mu's hand was the same as before, directly hitting the joints of the Iron Scythe Dao people, making it impossible for the Iron Scythe Dao people to exert the power of high-grade magic weapons.

Under his feet, he was quietly changing the various formation nodes of the Hundred Chain Locking Body Array.

And so for a moment.

Zhang Mu flicked away the Iron Scythe and retreated to the edge of the Hundred Chain Locking Array.

Seeing that Zhang Mu took the initiative to distance himself, the iron sickle man said fiercely with a fierce light in his eyes.

"Boy, look how I'm going to ravage you!"

The corners of Zhang Mu's mouth flickered and said.

"Who will ravage who will be ravaged later, and who may not be able to tell!"

The words fell.

The aura of the whole body was like a surging river, frantically pouring into the formation under his feet.

With the infusion of aura, the modified Hundred Chain Lock Body Array instantly lit up with dazzling light, several times brighter than when Yuan Heng Guoshi controlled it just now!

Seeing this scene, the Iron Scythe Daoist said with a mocking look on his face.

"You still want to trap me with a magic circle?"

"Don't you know it's been in vain!"

As he spoke, he raised the high-grade magic weapon high, and waved it at Zhang Mu violently, wanting to reproduce the previous situation, and cut the magic circle under his feet with the high-grade magic weapon!

However, the next scene was unexpected by everyone.

I saw that the serrated blade of the top-grade magic weapon flickered slightly, but it didn't condense the blood-colored spirit blade.

It flickered a few more times, and it turned into a dull appearance.

The Iron Scythe Daoist was startled, and hurriedly swung left and right twice, but still no blood-colored spirit blades were generated.

His eyes stared straight at Zhang Mu and said sharply.

"What's going on, are you the hell?"

When Zhang Mu spoke out of the Iron Sickle Dao Man, he quickly controlled the modified Hundred Chain Locking Body Array to raise a thick spiritual curtain, wrapping him and the Iron Sickle Dao Man in it.

Then, he looked at the Iron Sickle Daoist with a cold look in his eyes and said.

"Didn't you notice that when I was just fighting you, I had quietly changed this magic circle!"

When the Iron Scythe Daoist heard this, he was shocked and said, "How is it possible? ”

At this moment, not only the Iron Sickle Dao people couldn't believe it, but Deng Hai and the deputy generals, Yuan Heng Guoshi and the disciples also couldn't believe it.

From beginning to end, their eyes never left Youzhang Mu.

With so many pairs of eyes staring, they didn't even know when Zhang Mu modified the Hundred Chain Lock Array!

Seeing the scene in front of him, as well as the reaction of the Iron Scythe Dao people, he understood that Zhang Mu had really modified the Hundred Chain Lock Body Array.

While fighting against the Soul Gatherers, you can also modify the magic circle under your feet.

This superb fighting ability, with his amazing formation skills, for a while, shocked everyone beyond measure.

Ji Ruoshui glanced at the changed Hundred Chain Lock Body Array, and immediately saw through Zhang Mu's plan, the corners of his mouth raised, and he said secretly.

"Such a clever way to defeat the enemy, could it be that he had already planned it when he made a bet?"

"If that's the case, then his ability to plan and move is really breathtaking!"

Zhang Mu looked at the Iron Sickle Daoist coldly and said, "It's impossible, you just know if you try it!" ”

The Iron Scythe Dao Man stared at Zhang Mu tightly with his eyes and said, "What kind of formation did you change the Hundred Chain Locking Formation to?" ”

"Hundred Chain Lock Spirit Array!" Zhang Mu said lightly.

Hearing this, the Iron Scythe Daoist hurriedly tried to operate the aura of his whole body, and immediately found that the aura of his whole body gradually stagnated, like a stream of clear water frozen into a mass of ice, and he could no longer mobilize a single slight.

This result made his heart sink, if he didn't have the blessing of aura, then his strength advantage of a big realm higher than Zhang Mu would almost be gone.

Between thoughts, he looked up at Zhang Mu, his eyes flashed a few times, and he laughed fiercely and said.

"Don't forget, you're in this forbidden place now!"

"Since this formation can lock my aura, it will definitely lock yours too!"

"In this way, the gap between you and me is still like a moat!"

"You're still going to be killed by me!"

Zhang Mu smiled lightly and said, "Really? ”

"Isn't it?" The Iron Scythe said coldly.

After the words fell, he carried the high-grade magic weapon and walked towards Zhang Mu step by step.

Zhang Mu looked at the Iron Sickle Daoist contemptuously and said.

"Without the blessing of aura, the relationship between you and me is indeed like a moat."

"But!"

"You're a trench, I'm heaven!!"

After speaking.

Waving his back, he took the initiative to rush towards the iron sickle who was walking step by step.

When it approached, he clenched his fists and thrashed, and with lightning speed, he jumped into the chest of the Iron Scythe Daoist.

The Iron Scythe raised his arm and turned, his palm turned outward.

Smack.

Blocking Zhang Mu's fist.

The Iron Scythe Daoist originally thought that he could easily take Zhang Mu's punch, but after contact, he found that the power of Zhang Mu's punch was endless, one stronger than the other, like a huge wave crashing on the shore.

Lasted for half a breath.

Bang.

The whole person flew upside down like a sandbag.

Listen to the bang again!

Directly hit the spiritual curtain more than a dozen feet away.

A trace of blood spilled from the mouth of the Iron Scythe, and he couldn't believe that Zhang Mu could make such a powerful punch, and asked in shock.

"Isn't your aura locked?"

Zhang Mu said lightly: "Naturally, it is locked. ”

"Since it's locked, how can your punch be so powerful?" The Iron Scythe asked.

Zhang Mu didn't explain, his arm stretched out, and his palm shook violently.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound, and the corners of the iron sickle's eyes jumped, and he blurted out.

"Thunder with a fist!"

"Are you entering the Tao with martial arts?"

The corners of Zhang Mu's mouth were cold, and he said.

"It's a bit of a vision."

The Iron Scythe Daoist stared at Zhang Mu for a few breaths and said.

"It turns out that you have gone to great lengths to lock up your aura and mine, and you want to use your martial body to defeat me?"

"Not bad!" Zhang Mu said.

The control of aura in the three realms of qi refining, foundation building, and spirit gathering has not changed much in essence, it is nothing more than a change in quantity and technique.

If these three realms lose their aura at the same time, their strength will drop suddenly.

In such a situation, if you want to separate yourself from life and death, there is only one way, relying on a strong body and tempered fighting skills.

The iron sickle man said with a bulge of muscles and muscles.

"What about entering the Tao with martial arts, with the power of the flesh alone, I can still kill you."

After speaking, he roared, picked up hundreds of catties of high-grade magic weapons, and killed Zhang Mu.

Zhang Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, knowing that the flesh of the Iron Scythe Dao people was also very strong.

If you want to win, you must not be defeated, you can only fight.

So, he stepped on the Eight Desolation Gang steps and dodged to avoid the head-on blow of the Iron Scythe.

Wrapping around behind him, he slapped his backhand on the shoulder of the Iron Scythe.

Syllable!

The Iron Scythe felt a sinking on his shoulders, and immediately shook his whole body, and his whole body tightened, and it instantly became extremely hard.

Pushed upward, and directly bounced open Zhang Mu's palm.

Raise the high-grade magic weapon and reflexively slash horizontally.

Zhang Mu stepped on the ground with one foot, stretched forward with one foot, and leaned back between the flashes.

The moment he avoided the high-grade magic weapon, the tip of his toe in mid-air was a little in the air, and he kicked it accurately to the wrist of the iron sickle man.

The Iron Scythe Daoist shook in pain, and the high-grade magic weapon in his hand trembled slightly.

immediately gave up the offensive, immediately retreated, and distanced himself from Zhang Mu.

Seeing this, Zhang Mu deceived himself to follow, put his five fingers together, and pecked at the wrist of the iron sickle man again.

The iron sickle man's arm shook again, and he immediately bent his arm and waved his elbow, forcing Zhang Mu away again.

Zhang Mu stepped back three feet, stared at the wrist of the Iron Sickle Daoist, and said secretly.

"Without the aura protector, his joints are indeed the weakest point!"

Zhang Mu saw through the flaws in the Iron Sickle Dao people, no longer left his hand, and brazenly launched a more fierce offensive.

Crackling, crackling.

The crisp sound of hitting the flesh is three points denser than the sound of a dripping rainstorm!

In less than half a moment, the Iron Sickle Daoist began to show a downward trend.

When everyone saw this scene, they all silently spoke.

Zhang Mu was able to suppress the Iron Scythe Dao people in the Spirit Gathering Realm?

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have thought that a foundation-building monk would be able to face the Gathering Spirit Realm head-on, and there would be signs of victory.

Seeing this, Ji Ruoshui knew that the defeat of the Iron Scythe Dao people was only a matter of time, so he moved to the magic circle and waited quietly.

Sure enough, a moment later.

Zhang Mu quickly touched the chest of the Iron Sickle Dao man with a palm, moved half a foot horizontally, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed at his shoulder.

Click.

There was a subtle sound of confusion.

Zhang Mu directly shook off the joint of the iron sickle's right arm.

The Iron Scythe Man turned around and pulled away, glanced at the hanging right arm out of the corner of his eye, stared at Zhang Mu deadly, gritted his teeth and said.

"Good boy, there are some means!"

Stretch out your left hand and try to catch your right arm.

Zhang Mu finally took off the right arm of the Iron Sickle Daoist, how could he let him connect it again.

When the Iron Sickle Man spoke, he stepped on the dust under his feet, as fast as an electric switch, and came to the side of the Iron Sickle Man, raised his arm and waved the Iron Sickle Man's left hand, and said at the same time.

"There are still many means, so you can enjoy it slowly!"

Zhang Mu's words fell, and the offensive was a few points faster than just now.

There was a clattering bang in the room.

Half a moment passed.

Zhang Mu saw the opportunity and shook off the other arm of the Iron Sickle Dao Man, causing the Iron Sickle Dao Man's strength to drop by half, and there was finally a one-sided situation on the scene.

After a few breaths, Zhang Mu turned his palm into a grasp, lifted the knee of the iron sickle man, and twisted it hard.

With a crisp click, the Iron Scythe finally fell, losing the ability to resist.

fell to the ground, staring at Zhang Mu fiercely in his eyes, and said threateningly.

"When the aura of this magic circle is exhausted, when I recover, I will definitely let you die a good death!"

Zhang Mu looked at the Iron Scythe Daoist like a fool and said, "Do you still have a chance to wait for the multi-formation method to run out of aura?" ”

After speaking, he turned around and picked up the high-grade magic weapon on the ground and came to the Iron Sickle Man.

Iron Scythe's eyes tightened and he said.

"What are you going to do?"

"What for?" The corners of Zhang Mu's mouth froze, and he said, "Of course, before the aura of this magic circle is exhausted, I will dismantle you in eight pieces!" ”

Lifting the high-grade magic weapon, he pulled the serrated blade heavily on one of the arms of the Iron Scythe.

Jumping a few times, as if a blunt knife was pulling cow tendons.

The high-grade magic weapon was only left with a shallow hole on the Iron Scythe Dao man.

The Iron Scythe Daoist turned his head and glanced at the wound, there was no trace of panic on his face, he looked at Zhang Mu with a sneer in his eyes, and said.

"No one but me can exert any of its power!"

As soon as the words fell, the wound healed quickly.