"That's the Aoki Yi Qi Talisman, the fifth-level talisman, Zao Wou-Ki is at least a fifth-grade talisman master, if it weren't for the Danding Dharma Sect recruiting new disciples, the age must not exceed twenty-five years old, I would definitely treat him as an old monster. ”

Zhou Tongwang felt that with such a big mountain as Zao Wou-Ki pressing, he would not be able to become the first among his peers in his life.

"This is the real Tianjiao, I have seen those monks who claim to be Tianjiao before, and they are not even as good as shit in front of Zao Wou-Ki. I don't know when I'll get to this point. ”

An inner disciple was a little emotional, and the words he said invisibly offended the second-class Tianjiao present.

"But Senior Brother Han Xiao is not weak, after all, he is casually beating Sun Yang, Wu Feihu, and Fu Ming, the three masters in the middle and late stages of condensation, and has no power to fight back, not to mention that Senior Brother Han Xiao is also a strong dog, and he has not yet made a move, so it is too early to say who is strong and who is weak. ”

A somewhat gloomy disciple, he admired Han Xiao's style even more, and when he heard the disciples on the side praise Zao Wou-Ki for his strength, he couldn't help but stand up and report his grievances for Han Xiao.

In fact, in terms of strength in cultivating the truth, Han Xiao has only cultivated to the first level of condensation, and he has just stepped in, his main strength actually comes from his ghost cultivation realm, and the slightest time law of day and night that he has just realized, as well as the power of horizontal training to condense the physical body again.

Zhao Wuji is different from Han Xiao, he has really cultivated the realm of the Qi Condensation Realm to the peak, purely in terms of cultivation, his spiritual power is so strong, even in the early stage of foundation building, it is a little weaker. If it weren't for the extreme resentment in this place, Han Xiao occupied the advantage of geographical advantages, and he would have forced Han Xiao to use all his means.

However, Rao is like this, and Zao Wou-Ki also seems to have a faint upper hand.

Facing the sword light being repelled and scattered little by little, the overwhelming cyan sword qi hit him like raindrops again, and the blood light in Han Xiao's eyes suddenly turned red.

"It's a pity that if I don't fight you when I am not reunited in my body, even if I use all my powers, I may not have the strength to fight you. But now, I've got it. ”

Han Xiao dispersed the black qi in his hand, stretched out his terrifyingly white palm, and then shook it violently.

Bang......

A burst of false thunder suddenly exploded in everyone's ears, and streams of black gas that had just fallen back to the ground, like electrocuted mice, jumped out violently.

Before everyone had time to be surprised, the black qi in the sky suddenly condensed into a long black sword, these black swords emitted a faint ghostly light, and there was a faint terrible roar in the body of the sword body.

In an instant, the entire valley became extremely oppressive, as if it had switched from a quiet mountain village to an infernal hell.

When those black swords saw the cyan sword, it was like seeing a natural enemy, and they rushed forward with a roar, and in an instant, they saw countless cyan and black colors entangled together, spinning and flying rapidly, making people dazzled, and at the same time making a strange clicking sound.

It didn't take long for the black to get bigger and bigger, and the cyan cut to get smaller and smaller, and in just a dozen breaths, those cyan colors were completely swallowed and assimilated by the black, and at the same time, they galloped towards Zao Wou-ki.

"How is that possible?"

Zao Wou-ki's expressionless face changed slightly, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he raised his hand and slapped it his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and sprinkled on the Aoki B Qi Talisman.

The talisman seemed to be a stimulated bull, and suddenly went crazy, spinning at high speed in the air, emitting a cyan light curtain, and then gradually expanding to form a circular light curtain.

The black air swords burst out, hitting the rotating light curtain, like pig iron falling into the grinding disc, grinding out Dao sparks, and then being twisted to pieces.

Seeing the black air sword disappear like a moth to a flame, Han Xiao took a step, clenched his fists with both hands, and hit it fiercely, and a thick black mist was born from his fist wind, like a dragon like a sea, attracting all those black air swords, and then lined up in a long line, condensing into a huge giant sword, and the black mist born from the cold filial piety fist wind became the tip of the sword of ten thousand swords.

This is the highest realm of mental power 'ten thousand instruments into one', Han Xiao used this formula, the body seemed to have reached the limit, the meridians in the body suddenly protruded, showing countless blue cracks, those meridians seemed to be bursting open from the flesh at any time, the appearance was very terrifying.

Han Xiao shouted violently, and his fists were punched out again, and the sky suddenly exploded, setting off countless waves of qi, and countless black qi swords formed a black giant sword, which traversed the sky and slashed towards Zhao Wuji.

Han Xiao didn't feel anything when he used this style, as long as he could kill the other party in his eyes. But in the eyes of outsiders, Han Xiao seems to have become a kendo master, controlling countless flying swords, and finally condensing into a giant sword that runs through the sky, the momentum of the giant sword seems to overwhelm the entire valley, and the space compressed by the momentum of the giant sword forms a strong wind, cutting the valley around, revealing ravines of different depths.

Everyone has already experienced it, and when they saw the power of Han Xiao's magical powers, they all gathered in one place, and at the same time used exercises to resist the pressure of energy.

At this time, someone couldn't help but sigh, "This really has the momentum of the ancestor pressing the city with a sword, this is no longer a spell that can be cast by the cultivation of the Qi Condensation Realm, this is a real supernatural power." ”

Zhou Tongwang's face shook a few times, "This is a divine ability that only a foundation building realm monk can comprehend, Han Xiao and Zhao Wuji are not better at building a foundation." ”

"Han Xiao and Zao Wou-Ki definitely didn't reach the Foundation Building Realm, but ordinary Foundation Building Realm cultivators are probably not their opponents. Xu Hai sighed, where did this pervert come from, and there was more than one of them, and he didn't let them live?

Qian Bin was silent, but his pupils constricted, his hands clenched, he was also a proud person, but under the oppression of Han Xiao's momentum, he couldn't help but bow his head, the cultivation realm is like this, the strong are respected.

The other monks looked a little glazed, as if they had entered a dream, just like mortals looking at the stories of gods and monsters.

At this time, Zao Wou-ki, who was in the air, was flying with his clothes, his face was unprecedentedly solemn, and his eyes were staring at the black sword that was traversing the sky, and his heart was also extremely shocked.

Although he can also rely on the cyan long sword in his hand and the supreme talent to control a trace of the power of the laws of heaven and earth, how can it be like Han Xiao, it seems that he does not move the slightest bit of fireworks, and in an understatement, it condenses into such a huge black qi long sword across the sky. And it's not a false appearance at all, that Sensen's sword qi has already suppressed him and he can't breathe, and it definitely has the power to kill him.

"I originally thought that I was invincible under the foundation, and others called me a pervert behind my back, but I never expected to meet a guy who was more perverted than me. Zao Wou-Ki seemed to remember the past and sighed suddenly.

As he spoke, the great sword that was condensed by countless black qi swords slashed down in the air. The big sword was slashed with the power of Wan Jun, and the destructive power was like the top of Mount Tai, and it was no longer an ordinary condensing monk who could compete with it.

The people in the valley also felt the power of the sword, their chests were stuffy, and their faces changed color.

This sword is too strong, and it seems to have surpassed the realm of foundation building and reached the power of Jindan's power. Will Zao Wou-Ki be able to take this sword?

"Senior Brother Wuji won't lose!"

The monks standing on Zao Wou-Ki's side couldn't help but clench their fists nervously, and the nails of the five fingers cut through the skin like sharp weapons, seeping blood, they didn't know it, but stared nervously at this scene.

Facing the black big sword that was cut off on the spot, Zhao Wouji's eyes froze, and the cyan long sword in his hand pointed at the black big sword, and he shouted violently, "Break!"

The talisman that was still spinning suddenly trembled, and then like a boiling oil pot, it boiled the air around it to the point of heat.

Bang......

The volley talisman suddenly cracked, and a finger-sized cyan spar appeared, the cyan spar, like a predatory spider, shook its body, and spit out countless cyan silk threads, which converged into a huge net, this huge net was not big or small, and it just shrouded the black sword.

Everyone was dumbfounded, this scene was beyond everyone's expectations, the spar that appeared in the sky gave people infinite reverie.

"How can there be a cyan spar in the talisman, could it be that Senior Brother Zao Wou-Ki used that cyan spar to achieve the volley talisman?"

"It should be like this, otherwise how can a monk of the Qi Condensation Realm be more powerful than Jin Dan, this is no longer to go against the sky, this is the reincarnation of gods and demons, using foreign objects to complete the volley point symbol, this makes sense, however, this is far from what ordinary monks of the Qi Condensing Realm can do. ”

Everyone's discussion reached a climax again, and everyone focused on the cyan spar, completely ignoring the level of formation displayed by Zao Wou-ki.

At this time, the huge net spit out by the cyan spar had firmly trapped the black sword, like a fishing net for catching a giant whale.

Facing the huge net pressed by him, Han Xiao shouted again, his fist-clenched hands opened suddenly, as if playing a pipa, moving up and down quickly, and the thin black lines could not be seen with the naked eye, like a water snake, quickly winding up and connecting to the black big sword.

All the monks in the valley kept their eyes open, they thought that this collision between Han Xiao and Zhao Wuji was a pinnacle collision of the Qi Condensing Realm monks far beyond the Qi Condensation Realm, just like the full force of the two Jindan Realm powers, the process would definitely be extremely exciting, they believed that after seeing this battle, even if they said it afterwards, no one would believe it, because this was far beyond the monks' cognition of the Qi Condensing Realm.

When the thin lines on Han Xiao's fingertips, which were invisible to the naked eye, were connected to the big sword, the big sword suddenly let out a strange scream, and the momentum doubled, and at this time, Han Xiao's hands pressed down violently, and he shouted again, "Open!"

The huge black qi sword slashed down like a landslide and cracked the ground, slashing at the top of the cyan giant web.

Bang bang bang......

The black sword slashed at the cyan giant net, making a sound of the mountain exploding, and the cyan giant net broke inch by inch with the sound, and the cyan spar also exploded in response, turning into powder and scattering with the wind.

Zao Wou-Ki also seemed to be counterattacked, spit out a mouthful of blood violently, his face turned pale, stared blankly at the cyan foam scattered in the sky, and muttered, "How is this possible!"

The broken cyan mesh, like cyan snowflakes, fell on the hair and shoulders of everyone in the valley, and everyone woke up like a dream.