"Invisible Sword Qi!"

Crowd, Yang Ji's expression sank. There were so many people, only Yang Ji recognized what Jian Wuyi was casting. Although the sword is only a random finger, but that finger is the "invisible sword qi" that can only be displayed by reaching a certain height in the kendo attainment.

A sword powerhouse of this level has condensed blood qi in his body, and his blood qi is "sword qi", and "sword qi" is blood qi, and he can emit an incomparable sword qi without borrowing a fake sword weapon at all!

At this point, even Yang Ji has not reached it!

A martial artist of this level, even if he does not use any moves, under normal circumstances, the blood qi will have the characteristics of a sword, which is much more powerful than a martial artist of the same level, and the attack is too much stronger.

――Unlike Yang Ji, Jian Wuyi is a pure "swordsman"!

What made Yang Ji even more jealous was that Huang Tong undoubtedly had the body of a martial artist, and even the flying sword might not be able to hurt him. But the finger of the sword not only pierced his strength, but also pierced his body.

This shows that Jian Wuyi already has an ability that all martial artists are afraid of, "Pogang"!

It's not any move, secret weapon, or magic weapon. It's the natural instinct of the sword to blame!

He can cut through anyone's defenses at no cost or expense!

"The person who formulated the three lists of heaven, earth and man is wrong, Jian Wuyi's strength is definitely not only at the level of the earth list, his strength is completely comparable to any of Wei Boyang and Sima Shaozhen!"

Yang Ji's heart is like a great enemy.

Jian Wuyi is low-key, just like the word "hidden" in their sect "Hidden Sword Palace", even if you see him, it is not easy to notice him.

But the strength of this faction is absolutely strong, and it is inversely proportional to their low-key, how low-key the Tibetan Sword Palace is, how strong their strength is!

This moment. Except for the candidates who were purely watching and enjoying this martial arts event, the other candidates were all silent.

The strength of the sword is beyond everyone's comprehension in some ways.

Jian Ji was just an accident, Ouyang Zhuming was shocked!

He fought with Huang Tong. Knowing how strong Huang Tong is, this heir of the Hidden Sword Palace can break through his strength with one finger, and penetrate his martial sect body, which is simply chilling.

"The people of the Hidden Sword Palace...... Really...... It's tough!"

Ouyang Zhuming swallowed. He had felt a little shocked that he didn't make it to the "winner's bracket". But seeing the strength of these people, Ouyang Zhuming only felt a chill on his body.

If it were to be played by himself, I am afraid that he would have been pierced by the heirs of the Hidden Sword Palace.

"Compared to these monsters, I still have a lot of gaps!"

Ouyang Zhuming's heart felt cold.

Whether it is Yang Ji, Zhang Fu, Sima Shaozhen, Jian Wujiao, or others, which of these people is outrageously strong, and it is not comparable to him now.

......

In the ring, although Huang Tong was injured, it didn't look too serious. This time it was injured. He is also vigilant in his heart, as if he were facing a great enemy.

"Boom!"

After the first brief encounter, almost a few breaths, the two fought again. This time, Huang Tong and Jian Wuyi pounced almost at the same time.

Bang bang bang!

The two of them are like phantoms, rabbits and falcons, staggered again and again. Every time it staggered, it was a violent impact. Every impact is a landslide and a rock shattering.

The earth hummed and trembled. A huge tremor passed through the ring and reached everyone's feet.

"Strong and heavy" is no longer enough to describe the strength of the two.

Although their bodies are weak, the power contained in their bodies is the power that even the fierce beasts of the desolation should tremble.

Speed, Strength, Skill...... , both of them showed their abilities far beyond the others!

"Almost!"

Yang Ji has been watching the match between the two:

"If there is any hidden means, it should be used as well. ”

The battle between the two seems fierce. But Yang Ji could see at a glance that this was just an ordinary level of temptation. Both men are trying to force each other's hole cards.

But it was obvious that the Broken Sword Qi of the Hidden Sword Palace was too strong, posing a huge threat to Huang Tong. Unless Huang Tong wants to admit defeat, otherwise. With this level of strength, it is almost difficult to defeat the sword without blame.

"Drink!"

It's too late, it's too soon. Just when everyone was still immersed in the dazzling battle between the two, suddenly a mutation protruded, and at the moment when he intersected with Jian Wuyi again, Huang Tong's long hair was fierce, his face was hideous, his head was raised, and one palm was inserted into the depths of the void, as if grasping something, and then he slammed it down!

"Boom!"

The flames were blazing, and under the gaze of countless people, in the depths of the void, a huge fierce beast smashed into the ring like a burning meteorite.

This is a powerful unimaginable beast, more than ten zhang high, and its back is almost attached to the dome of the rainbow light of the enchantment, which is even bigger than Yang Ji's incarnation of the "Eight-Armed Demon God".

Its muscles are knotted, and the four corners of the ring are supported by four legs, like huge pillars. From its legs to its head, its entire body was covered in red steel-like scales.

This giant beast was fierce and vicious, wrapped in flames, and exuded an extremely terrifying aura. Not only that, but the temperature of the flames on its body was extremely high, and the rainbow light of the Connecting Realm began to burn out thick green smoke.

Inside this giant beast, everyone could feel the vast expanse of destructive energy. In terms of strength alone, the giant beast summoned by Huang Tong had already reached the level of the Martial Dao Eightfold, which was even more powerful than Zhao Youhuai's Snow Ape Demon Beast.

"Beasts from beyond the sky?"

Under the ring, Yang Ji's eyes flashed, and he almost immediately thought of what Ouyang Zhuming had said, the fierce beast of the Great Martial Sect level that Huang Tong had subdued in the Outer Heavens.

Yang Ji turned his head and glanced at Ouyang Zhuming, at this moment, Yang Ji could see clearly, Ouyang Zhuming looked at the stage, his mouth was wide open, and his eyes were full of shock.

Obviously, this is the first time he's seen this kind of thing.

In the ring, summoning this giant beast from the sky, the threat of Huang Tong, a descendant of the family, has reached an exponential level.

In the face of such a fierce beast, even Yang Ji had to be cautious.

However, the next moment, something shocked everyone happened:

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering loud bang erupted from the depths of the void, and the heir of the Hidden Sword Palace jumped in the air, and no one played, when did he pull out a black heavy sword from the void.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Jian Wuyi's long hair stirred, and his sword in both hands erupted with a heavy force like a mountain, and a move "Open the Sky and Split the Earth" slashed straight down at the burning giant beast.

Bang!

In front of Jian Wuyi, the void parted like a wave of water, and a straight wave of qi split the ring in two, and then erupted with sword light that was thousands of times more scorching than the sun.

"Whew!"

Listen only to the terrible, dying screams. Time seemed to have only recovered at this moment, and there was a roar in both ears, and in the eyes of thousands, the fire giant beast that had not appeared in the ring for a long time wailed, and a thin blood line suddenly appeared on its back, and a long row of blood beads oozed out of the blood line, and then with a bang, the huge fierce beast seemed to have been cut by a blade as thin as a piece of paper, and the whole was divided into two, left and right, and fell down with a bang to both sides.

Bright red blood mixed with the internal organs of the hot beast, like a poured river and sea, flowed out. The ring was crimson, like a sea of red.

A cold wind blew, and everyone was stunned.

This is the first time Jian Wuyi has drawn his sword and struck, but what it brought to everyone was a chill that was cold to the bones. An eight-major martial sect-level fierce beast didn't even appear for a moment, and was cut into two by Jian Wuyi and fell to the ring.

At this moment, even the peak martial arts sect that was at the peak of the pyramid and was proud of the other candidates felt cold all over his body, and cold sweat was pouring down.

I thought in my heart, if the sword was not to blame, it was not the fierce beast, but myself. I'm afraid that it is myself who will fall on the stage at this time.

"I throw in the towel!"

Huang Tong's face was pale.

He was by no means a timid or cowardly man. But the sword was not to blame, and this sword had already knocked away his self-confidence. The heavy sword in Jian Wuyi's hand is not ordinary at all, and the "fire-devouring beast" that he has worked so hard to tame from the outside of the world has not even lasted for a moment before he is cut into two by him, and it will never be much better if he is replaced by himself.

Huang Tong never lacks courage, and he never gives up easily. But it also depends on who the opponent is. The sword aura of the Hidden Sword Palace is fierce and uncut, and it has the effect of breaking Gang.

The Huang clan has not yet been able to resist this kind of breaking power. And the heavy sword in Jian Wuyi's hand, if there is no doubt, it must be the holy weapon of the Hidden Sword Palace.

Each of these holy artifacts has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is not under its own "fire-devouring beast".

This one doesn't have to be bigger!

The mastery of the Hidden Sword Palace is aimed at himself, and he is too powerful!

Huang Tong was not sure that he could resist the sword of the Hidden Sword Palace!

"Bell!"

Someone in the martial arts examination admits defeat, and the game ends automatically. It's just that unlike usual, this game is over, and the hall is quiet, as if shrouded in the cold autumn.

A pair of eyes looked at the sword blameless in the ring, and their eyes were full of awe.

Jian Wuyi may not be as high-profile as Wei Boyang, but this sword has made everyone see the power of the Hidden Sword Palace.

Everywhere in the hall, one after another looked at the sword blameless in the ring, and his eyes were full of jealousy.

Even Sima Shaozhen was awe-inspiring.

The rainbow light of the enchantment dissipated, and Huang Tong had already jumped down and retreated. He thought that his strength was good, but when he met a stronger heir of the Tibetan Sword Palace, he could only be defeated.

And in the ring, when the game ended, Jian Wuyi was like a shocking sword inserted back into its scabbard, recovering all its essence and light, and returning to its original ordinary appearance.

In the ring, there was an ocean, and the corpses and blood of giant beasts were everywhere. (To be continued......)