Xin Zhuo's words were extremely arrogant, extremely rude, and even insulting the quasi-saints, just ......

There was still no sound in all directions.

Everyone was completely shocked by what had just happened, yes, everyone.

Who is it? That is a guy who has lived many martial arts prosperous times, the direct descendant of ancient Buddhism, in terms of age, he is only afraid of the quasi-saint Venerable, his understanding of Buddhist martial arts has been perfected, and his experience in the way of fighting is definitely beyond many people.

The Holy Sons and Holy Daughters of the major holy lands and caves were all defeated by him back then, and the ancestors of many martial artists present were killed by him with one blow back then, and they would never dare to mention the word revenge before they surpassed the cultivation of the five declines and the second decline of heaven and man.

The horror of this person, it is no exaggeration to say that he is the first in Hun Yuanxu, it is never an exaggeration.

Even if Xin Zhuo, as a rising star in recent years, is a benchmark for measuring the strength of the same realm, it is difficult to say whether he can go through three or two rounds under him.

Just now, its means were indeed extremely strong, and even a group of holy sons and saints also nodded secretly, but ......

Defeat in one move!

There is no suspense!

The defeat is even a little pitiful!

Whether it was the two quasi-saints in the sky or the saintess and sons below and tens of thousands of warriors, they were in a trance for a while, and they didn't know why.

After a few breaths, many people reviewed the instantaneous duel between the two just now in their minds-

Regardless of it, Xin Zhuo obviously fell into the back hand of the preemptive strike, but he was not in a hurry, and used the martial arts enchantment, only one sword.

The martial arts enchantment is condensed and truthful, nearly a hundred miles wide, and the meaning and heaviness of martial arts and martial arts have reached a certain extreme, no! It is ten times stronger than the ordinary martial artists of Hun Yuan Hua Zhou Tian.

That sword, the sword is like a remnant sun, the sword swings like weeping blood, the momentum is like a swimming dragon, vast and vast, nothing is broken, and with the killing intent that seems to come from thousands of ancient sword cultivators in the eternal years, this is a strange and unbeatable sword......

And his true qi, the nine-colored !!

If it is said that it is invincible in the same realm of the world, then Xin Zhuo's sword is miraculous, not as good as it should be in the world.

One is invincible in the earth, and the other is in the sky!

Judge from above!

Many people looked at Xin Zhuo again, and their eyes completely changed, it was a gaze that did not belong to the same kind.

"It's so strong that it's so psychiatric, how can you still do it?"

"Is Xin Zhuo the legendary true warrior?"

A large number of warriors felt suffocated and depressed in their hearts.

"Such as ...... What? ”

In front of the corner palace, Da Luo Holy Maiden Qiongyu looked at Xiao Jingyi, the Holy Son of the Huangquan Sect, and Chu Youyun and Wutiange, who came from nowhere, but saw that the faces of the three Holy Sons and Holy Maidens with deep backgrounds in the famous town were puzzled and dignified.

That Xiao Jing frowned and said, "It's not a legendary true martial artist, it's just a matter of defense and repair, it's just ...... Isn't Xin Zhuo your Da Luo disciple? Where did he learn this swordsmanship and mental technique? ”

Qiong Yu was also very puzzled, shook his head and said: "The swordsmanship and mental method are definitely not owned by Da Luo, I don't know where this person learned it."

"This man deserves a good reputation."

That Chu Youyun rarely showed a hint of appreciation, "The swordsmanship is superb, the heart is superb, the key is to plan and then move, the strength of the mind is really terrifying, my ancient emperor ancestor once said that there are three kinds of people in the world who are the most terrifying, and Xin Zhuo is one of them!" ”

……

In mid-air, Ji Bixuan looked at Xin Zhuo silently, and a hint of incomprehensible meaning flashed in his eyes.

Zhi Feiyan, Han Jiulang and Qing Xuan also watched silently, their thoughts seemed to return to those dreamlike years, Xin Zhuo, it seemed that there was nothing that could not be done.

Not far away, Dongfang and the Extinguishing Spirit looked gloomy, it was not possible to say whether they were surprised or shocked, but the meaning in their eyes was difficult to understand, if you wanted to look carefully at their pupils, it was a kind of determination that was so strong that the killing intent was stubborn.

They seem to have returned to the illusion of facing the fast-growing bandit in the original "Mirror Blossom Water Moon".

……

It was already a ruin, Xin Zhuo held the sword in his right hand, silently looked at it with his head stuck in the stinky ditch, and his left hand grasped it, flooding a faint whirlpool, and no one understood what it was doing.

"Are you going to kill me? Hahaha, no, I was careless just now. ”

The stinky ditch suddenly flashed strangely not far away, and then flashed into the air, a golden Buddha shadow once again covered the sky and the sun, swept the sky, and for a while the Buddha's light shone, and the entire holy city became golden.

And his body seems to have become a great dragon arhat of ancient Buddhism, wrapped in thousands of divine powers, a trace of mountains and rivers, weighing more than 10,000 catties, and his body flickered, like a doppelganger, turning into seventy-three ways, and the voice was like a bell: "Buddhism is authentic, how can you lose?" Boy, this Buddha sends you back to the West! ”

As soon as the word "west" came out, the shadow of the Buddha behind him suddenly spoke: "Eight industries and ten thousand ways!"

It's like a real Buddha!

With a punch, the light of the Buddha descends, and everything in the world is invincible.

"This ......"

"It didn't use all its strength just now!"

Tens of thousands of warriors were shocked in their hearts, watching carefully, their hearts were excited, and some even silently recited in their hearts, "Defeat Xin Zhuo ...... a few times"

It's really Xin Zhuoqiang's outrageous, it makes people's hearts feel empty, if he is so strong, what are we doing with penance for hundreds of years, do we still want to live?

"It used all its strength to fight for its life, and the outcome is still unpredictable."

The major holy places, caves, heavens, saints, and saints contemplated and observed.

Even Dongfang and the Soul Destroyer also narrowed their eyes.

However, Xin Zhuo no longer planned to move as before, but was surrounded by dazzling nine-colored glow, majestic like a person in the wilderness, flashed into the air, and pointed heavily.

"Hum—"

Half of the sky was covered with dazzling gold, extremely killing, extremely heavy, extremely powerful, a huge golden armor god man, flashing out, as if from ancient anger.

"Boom-"

The Buddha light in the sky seemed to be afraid of the golden light, and the ice and snow melted in an instant, and it suffered a heavy blow, and its figure was as sharp as a meteor, and it flew out with a bang.

"Bang-"

The slate cracked, and once again plunged into the ground of the street, blood splattered from ninety-nine sword wounds on his body, trembling a few times, and he was motionless.

The second time, I fought for my life, but I was still vulnerable, and I lost completely.

"Uh......"

Countless faces in all directions were full of sluggishness.

It's still ...... Is it a defeat in one move?

A group of holy sons and saints are out of their minds.

The faces of Dongfang and the Soul Destroyer were extremely gloomy.

"Measure strength...... It doesn't work on my Xin Zhuo! ”

Xin Zhuo looked at the East and the Soul Destroyer and even the nearly 100,000 warriors who were slowly gathering in all directions, as if he wanted to vent the dissatisfaction and depression in his heart, and said word by word: "The realm that I Xin Zhuo can reach, no one in the world is my opponent, that is, the resurrection of the Ancient Emperor, in terms of the same realm, there is no certainty that I will be defeated, and the East and the Soul Destroyer, you are too far behind...... You have to remember my words and measure your strength, heh! ”

The tone is arrogant and uninhibited, full of disdain for everything, and it seems to explode after being suppressed for a long time.

There was silence all around.

Everyone originally had the idea that Xin Zhuo would die today, but now they were completely speechless.

"Click!"

It suddenly sat up for the third time, its bare head was full of blood, looked at Xin Zhuo directly, no longer moved, pushed the golden mountain and poured the jade pillar, and knelt on the ground: "I can't beat you, I won't be your enemy in the future!"

Immediately, he cried loudly, not knowing whether to cry about his fiasco, or to be destroyed by all his pride and self-satisfaction.

The hearts of 100,000 warriors were sad, who had ever seen such a side of this devilish monk?

"Provoking Shengwei, so reckless, you should not take care of your face and kill it!"

The old nun and Mr. Dongfang, who destroyed the soul, abandoned all dignity, wrapped in the rich holy might, ignored the angry eyes of Zhi Feiyan and the others, and killed Xin Zhuo with a finger from the heavens.

Suddenly the whole holy city shook.

Millions of warriors were panicked and scattered.

"The two quasi-saints are so untrustworthy, are they really shameless?"

Zhi Feiyan angrily reprimanded him and resisted.

A group of holy sons and saints reluctantly retreated.

However, Xin Zhuo faced the two of them in the east, without the slightest fear, and smiled indifferently: "The Holy Maiden Taichong doesn't have to stop it, let them kill!"

Zhi Feiyan looked at him fiercely, feeling a trace of resentment at this unfamiliar title, but more puzzled.

Also puzzled are Han Jiulang, Qing Xuan, Xiao Jingyi, Chu Youyun, Wu Tiange and others.

Xin Zhuo is not like a person who calmly goes to death, what is the point of him saying this?

The next moment, everyone couldn't help but look flustered-

Xin Zhuo always grabbed his hand that didn't know what it did, and clenched it violently.

"Boom-"

I don't know where the majestic ancient, ancient, and primeval true qi like the abyss and the sea shrouded him layer by layer, and for a while he was like a man among the gods, even if he was a quasi-saint with powerful means, it was impossible to kill him in an instant.

This is not counting, immediately after, in eight places in the city, eight gray pillars of light suddenly appeared, and the eight paths were completely different from the coercion of today's martial artists, sweeping the heavens and the earth.

Eight figures, terrifying, flashed and blocked Xin Zhuo in front of him.

(End of chapter)