When everyone heard this, they immediately understood.

Moving haphazardly, after more than a dozen breaths, the Million Monks finally stopped.

Su Yizhao stood in the middle, floating on a weed, his eyes swept around, and said in a deep voice: "Su Mou is here to set up the ring, I want to leave, come and fight with me!"

Originally, everyone had already guessed, but at this time, they were still extremely surprised to hear him say it himself.

Someone immediately asked in a loud voice, "If you win, can you leave freely?"

Su Yizhao replied, "That's right, if you lose, you must rest assured, and when you complete the task, there will be another reward!"

"I'm coming!"

With a shout, a monk flew out of the group in an instant, standing opposite him, about ten feet away from him.

The monk's consciousness is unforgettable.

Although Su Yizhao didn't know what the name of this monk was, he remembered clearly that this was the first batch of monks recruited, and at this time, he was already a five-star peak cultivator in the real realm.

"What if you're dead or wounded?" The middle-aged monk on the other side asked in a deep voice.

Su Yi summoned and said, "How can there be no casualties? Senior Lang, fellow Daoists, if I am killed or injured, let him go!"

Millions of monks looked up one after another, only to see that Lang Xingzhou was silent for a few breaths, and then nodded slowly.

And Ao Zhenhai and the others obviously had a lot of confidence in him, so they nodded without hesitation, indicating that they knew.

Qin Hongyi and Xue Ling'er looked even more lively, and even chatted.

I only heard Qin Hongyi say, "Sister Ling'er, do you want to hear about his previous affairs?"

Xue Ling'er's eyes lit up, and she hurried forward and whispered, "Listen, listen!"

And at this moment, in the middle of the field, the middle-aged monk let out a low shout, and a powerful aura instantly erupted from his body.

As soon as the middle-aged monk's powerful aura erupted, the millions of monks immediately coaxed and let out a heaven-shattering shout.

There's a lot of fun, who doesn't want to watch it?

Moreover, this excitement will kill people, but it will not kill oneself, this kind of excitement is not only loved by mortals, but also by monks.

The earth-shattering sound attracted the divine consciousness of the monks in the city of Tianchang County, a hundred miles away, and countless monks flew slowly with great courage.

Millions of monks surrounded themselves into a wall, as if no one would escape.

And Lang Xingzhou, Ao Zhenhai and others blocked the sky.

The lush meadow suddenly turned into a human wall surrounded by a ring!

Su Yizhao's expression was calm.

Seeing that he didn't make any moves, the middle-aged monk immediately grinned and said, "Boy, while you're now, you can change your mind and let me go, otherwise, hehe, I'll hurt you in a while..."

Su Yizhao shook his head before he could finish speaking.

He whispered, "You have to change your mind now, or else..."

"Look for death!" The middle-aged monk's face changed, and he roared in a low voice: "Realm, now, ten thousand ghosts, out!"

Before the words fell, Su Yizhao only felt that a force of heaven and earth suddenly enveloped him, and he couldn't move in an instant.

This is the power of the realm of the five-star pinnacle of reality.

At the same time, the middle-aged monk's hands and ten fingers pinched sharply, and suddenly, the yin wind gusted in the field, and one ghost figure rushed towards him with the yin wind in an instant.

Before the ghost could pounce, the ghost cry in his mouth had already rushed to his forehead.

"Ten Thousand Ghosts and Ghosts! I didn't expect this to be a famous lone thief in the starry sky, Ghost Wushuang!"

"Oni Musau? Is that him?"

"This ghost Wushuang is already ruthless, and after advancing to the five-star reality realm, I'm afraid he is even more invincible!"

Robbery in the starry sky all year round, for famous people in the industry, naturally some people immediately recognize this middle-aged monk.

Suddenly, among the millions of monks, they talked to each other, and in a breath, everyone knew everything.

In the field, within a radius of ten zhang, there were all ghosts and ghost sounds, and Su Yizhao seemed to have been submerged in the ghost shadows as soon as he started.

"Haunted by ten thousand demons? What's going on?"

"Ten thousand ghosts are entangled, and the soul can stand it?"

"Just start and finish? Fortunately, now, we are all free! Haha!"

Some were amazed, some were puzzled, and some laughed.

But!

As soon as the laughter rang out, it stopped abruptly.

I saw that there was a change in the field.

A hurricane of wind broke through the realm, sliced through the ghosts, passed through the middle-aged monk's chest, and brought out a stream of blood.

In an instant, the ten thousand ghosts dissipated, and the realm dissipated, just as it came quickly, and it dissipated very quickly.

Millions of monks, as silent as death!

Oni Wushuang covered his chest with his right hand, and blood couldn't stop gushing out of his fingers.

He stared blankly at the young man in Tsing Yi floating in front of him on a wild grass.

Unbelievable!

The five-star peak of the real realm did his best, and the young man didn't even move.

Although this sword only pierced the chest, he knew that it could pierce the chest and also pierce the throat.

No matter where he stabs, he can't stop it!

Su Yizhao stood on the weeds, and his body fell with the weeds.

"Master Lu, are you using it too much?" In the purple mansion, he asked softly.

Just now, he only used four hundred and thirty-one drops of Xuan Liquid, and only activated five billion nodes.

However, the Pure Wind Flying Sword had obtained this power of Xuanli, and it was so fast that even he couldn't catch a trace.

He could only control the flying sword with his divine sense, and after a blow, he quickly withdrew it.

"Ghost, admit defeat!" Ghost Wushuang knew that it was a certain death, but he accidentally picked up a life, so he naturally quickly admitted defeat.

As soon as these words came out, the millions of monks suddenly made a noise again.

"I told you a long time ago that there have been real-world five-star monks who died under his sword in one look, and you still don't believe it?"

"His sword is too fast to stop!"

"Don't use a sword, do you dare?"

"Cut! He is known as the swordsman of the Qinglou, so he naturally has to use a sword, do you want him to use his fist?"

As if the millions of monks had known the end, you and I began to talk again.

It's not lively!

How not to kill?

Su Yizhao watched and listened calmly, and said to Ghost Wushuang, "Go down!"

Ghost Wushuang looked depressed, and immediately used his strength to stop the bleeding and flew into the crowd.

Su Yizhao's eyes swept around, using his Xuan power, and shouted, "Who else~?"

As if he was afraid that someone wouldn't hear him, his voice dragged on for a long time.

"There are ~who~?"

The million monks gradually quieted down, and at this time, the first batch of monks recruited already knew that they were powerful and did not dare to come out again.

If you want the two gangs to merge together as quickly as possible, let them have a common enemy.

At this time, the two groups of monks finally looked at the young man in the middle with strange eyes.

In the city of Tianchang County, more and more monks were attracted to it.

Although the time of the fight is very short, it is so lively! Besides, it's definitely good to see a little more spells and fights.

Su Yizhao suddenly spoke: "Since some Daoists said that I rely on the benefits of the flying sword, then I don't need the flying sword, does anyone come?"

As soon as these words came out, the millions of monks were even more silent.

Only Xue Ling'er was worried, "Sister Qin, is he too big?"

Qin Hongyi said in a low voice, "His fists are also very powerful!"

"Are you serious?" In the crowd, someone was irritated and immediately asked in a loud voice.

Su Yizhao nodded and said, "I'm serious!"