Meow Jiu doesn't know how to use a knife, so he uses a knife to cut, split, and chop ...... These moves are simple and rough, but Meow Jiu plays very smoothly, and with his strong suppression of Zong Yue, the effect is very good, destroying the withering and decaying.

Meow Jiu's strength was too deep, every blow was like an ancient mountain falling, Zong Yue was suppressed and retreated again and again, and the knives he wanted to cut out were all broken.

The scimitar in Meow Jiu's hand is winding like a snake, the shape is very peculiar, and the whole body is bright gold, compared to the moon flag he took out before, the breath is much more positive.

In order to delay time, he showed that he was fighting very hard, and Meow Jiu also fought hard, but the flying face was really joyful.

Crackling~ Meow Jiu insisted on two shocking blade flying knives, and the thunder wings were wrapped around it, the thunder that was as thin as cicada wings, and was condensed to the extreme, turned into the sharpest blade at this moment, which seemed to be able to cut through the void, the lightning was dazzling, and the thunder that was like the screaming of countless birds was very harsh, making people tinnitus, almost deaf.

In a short period of time, the blades collided dozens of times, bursting out of invisible waves of qi that stretched in all directions, and the thunder scattered in all directions, splitting on the ground, and being blocked by the enchantment.

In Meow Jiu's hands, this flying knife refined by the feathers of the golden-winged Dapeng, its hard as iron, compared to the inferior roots, he put a layer of golden light on it, the original dim knife, it looks golden, shining.

"I'm still not used to using a knife. Meow Jiu whispered, compared to the sword, the knife is too unfamiliar to him, although most of the moves he uses now are in the swordsmanship, and it is not smooth to use the knife to make it.

On his back, the hair trembled, exploded up, and there was a sword sound, but it was muffled by thunder.

"Don't make a fuss, Xiaoya, there will be opportunities in the future, this time our purpose is not to defeat the opponent, we can't let others run for nothing, we have to make people satisfied." "Meow Jiu adheres to the idea that you have to hold your handshake and sign it full, and you don't have to use your own Dafa all the time, and the sword is even more impossible.

Let the toothpick sword settle down, Meow Jiu's eyes are shining, the divine light is about to overflow, and its body gives birth to the power of the real dragon, which can pull out the mountains, swallow the mountains and rivers, stir up the wind and clouds, and advance bravely.

At the blade, a dazzling brilliance bloomed, thunder rushed out from the blade, turned into a knife, Zong Yue frowned slightly, retreated, and then slashed out, the inferior root slashed through the air, and at the cut-off place, a bright sword light was born.

Seeing the sword light coming horizontally, hiding the sky and the sun, Meow Jiu's hands burst out of the rolling purple fire, the temperature was terrifying, distorting the space, the temperature in this enchantment was raised by a few points, he threw the flying knife with two claws, with a mixture of thunder and fire, setting off a storm, the flying knife was guided, and the power was terrifying.

The storm of fire and thunder shook together with the mountain-like sword light, and the meow nine mouths opened, and the dragon's breath spewed out, colliding with the five pillars of light that rushed out.

"Fingering?" Meow Jiu urged his thunder eyes, and through the scorching sword light and thunder fire, five pillars of light poked out from Zong Yue's five fingers, if there was the ability to shatter stars.

But that's it, Zong Yue slashed out again, the knife light was sharp, with an extraordinary sense of grandeur, the world was new, all the power was gone, Meow Jiu summoned another four shocking blade flying knives, a total of six, turned into a knife wheel floating behind him, swallowing light, just like a light wheel.

This knife wheel is like a door, with the chirping of a few Peng birds, six golden-winged Dapeng, rushing out of the door, they are all like gold poured, the breath is rich, especially real, just like the real golden-winged Dapeng flew through time, the king is here.

A cry, spit out a golden light from its beak, smashing the attacking sword light, and the six golden-winged Dapeng, carrying the vast golden light, if there are countless feather blades, fly directly towards Zong Yue, to drown him.

"What a magic weapon this is, so powerful, it is simply no different from that magic weapon. ”

What the outside world is saying, Meow Jiu can't hear it, Zong Yue can't hear it, in Zong Yue's eyes, the attacking Dapeng is like nothing,

He only stared at Meow Nine.

To him, Meow Nine was like a confinement.

Meow Jiu's body is too powerful, his qi and blood are simply immeasurable, like the sea Ruoyuan, celibacy can suppress the underworld, and the power is too great, his hand holding the knife is trembling, the tiger's mouth is about to crack, faintly painful, like this, he will never have a chance, he will never be able to cut off the prison.

He stood on the ground, the tip of the knife against the surface, dragging on the body, the inferior roots kicked up the dust, the whole body was blue, the sleeves were fluttering, if the green mountains were calm, like the mountain king, although the appearance was handsome, but it was very simple, the eyes flashed with wisps of green ripples, looking at Meow Jiu, that would be the imprisonment he wanted to smash, not Meow Jiuben, but the tall and majestic figure standing in front.

He wants to swing the knife in his hand and cut through this prison!

When facing Meow Jiu before, he didn't cut it out, it should be said, there was no such opportunity, Meow Jiu at that time, if the real dragon was like a unicorn, the coercion was endless, too strong, and he fainted after a short meeting.

When he woke up, Sect Master Han personally came to tell him that he was not calm enough, not dignified enough, and his sword was still lacking a lot.

And these are exactly what Meow Jiu said, I don't know what Meow Jiu said, but its original meaning is definitely not what it meant, the key is that Zong Yue has a lot of thoughts about it.

"I'm not calm enough, I'm not calm enough...... My knife, I pronounce it nameless, but it has a name after all. Zong Yue said slowly, with deep regret in his words, as if he didn't want this knife to be famous, or rather, regretted that this knife was not his knife.

Subsequently, there seemed to be mountains and rivers to destroy, a great force, if the mountains attacked, the huge waves, the invisible knife qi, towards the meow nine surging cover, even if there was an enchantment to block, the monks in the outside world still felt its rising knife intent, making people's hearts palpitate, and the body and soul felt it, as if it was being cut.

The other Tianjiao are very serious, not to mention the cute pervert of Meow Jiu, this Tsing Yi is really the purest sword cultivator, the momentum is too strong and heavy, they meet it, I don't know what the result is, but if you want to win, it is difficult.

"But why do I always think that Wang Dacheng is playing Zong Yue, he didn't show his real skills at all, and the previous scene with the Desolate Tiger was also ......" This rational monk is very rational, but this rationality has been submerged again.

"I know what kind of knife this is, this is a defeated knife!" In the distance, Pang Bai suddenly realized, before, he had never known what Zong Yue's three-style knife technique was, in Xiaohun Mountain, he couldn't go in, but now, he clearly felt this knife.

The monk next to him asked curiously, what is a defeated sword.

"It is said that it is a defeated sword, but once this knife comes out, there is no defeat! It can be called an invincible treasure...... The strong Tianjiao of the Great Yan Pure Land was Zong Yue's victory. Pang Bai whispered, his expression was serious, his eyes showed a bright light, and he brushed and updated the information on his net worth paper.

What kind of sword can be matched with the word invincible? What kind of law can be matched with the word invincible?

"So, this time, Zong Yue is going to win?"

"I don't think so. ”

"Defeat the knife three times! One sword, cut off the mountains and seas!" Zong Yue spit out softly, at this moment, his spirit and spirit were highly concentrated, and the vast aura converged into the knife in his hand, he took a step forward, if there was a thousand layers of thunder exploding, the air waves were surging, the earth was cracking under his feet, and the sword intent was at its peak, which seemed to affect a piece of heaven and earth.

"Is this really a mortal sword? It's terrifying!" Many people were born with an irresistible despair, feeling that if they faced this knife head-on, they would be gone, and they would be beaten into powder by the wave of knife intent.

"The knife is strong again. ”

Zong Yue dragged the knife and slashed away, the sword light simply filled the heaven and earth, high in the sky, Gu Lao and Xuan Lao strengthened the enchantment, and the barrier was added and added, which was very strong.

The mountains and seas were cut off, and the high mountains of Qi Tian were lifted, and the fierce and dazzling brilliance drowned the phantom of the six Dapeng, and went straight towards Meow Jiu.

This knife breaks the mountains and seas, and has the power to kill the mountains and seas.

"Two knives, wiped out in the sky!"

The sky was darkened, seemingly

Stolen by the sword, it has the terrifying power of the heavens and the earth, filling the entire barrier, and the reinforced barrier is shaking violently and turbulent.

The place where the knife slashed out was hazy, blurring the vision, and the brilliance was brilliant, as if a great sun had fallen there, and it was difficult to detect the past.

"Three knives, shattering the sky and ......"

This is a knife of silence, the vitality of the world seems to be deprived, the power of silence is boiling, to transpire Meow Nine into steam, if the way of heaven will be tilted, hooking the great power of heaven and earth towards Meow Nine suppression, making people feel powerless.

This is a shocking picture, at this moment, Zong Yue is like a god and demon master walking in the world of destruction, controlling death and destruction, burning the blue fire.

Three knives in a row, the knife is very amazing, the knife is three slashes, the knife can be killed, and the invisible killing machine rolls, because this defeated knife is a real killing technique.

If it is stronger, this sword cliff can cut through the void, and Meow Jiu's full strength bursts out, and there is still some distance from breaking the void, because that is one of the most significant characteristics of stepping into the Divine Dao.

The three slashes of defeat are too terrifying, making the field quiet, silent, the needles can be heard, and the souls are scattered, which is really shocking.

The light dissipated, the fog settled, Meow Jiu floated quietly in mid-air, his body surrounded by six shocking blade flying knives, flying, at this moment, they all became dim, but Meow Jiu's dust was not stained, it was still dusty and elegant, the most spiritual meow.

Not only that, Meow Jiu is bathed in divine radiance, but also has the shadow of a unicorn and a true dragon, if the gods are resurrected.

"Defeated, defeated! Wang Dacheng, too strong. After a long silence, someone finally spoke with difficulty, knowing that after being defeated, in a short period of time, it was defeated, which was difficult to accept for a while.

"Where is Wang Datang's peak?"

"If he collides with the Great Yan Holy Son with all his might, what will happen to that situation?"

"emmm......" Meow Jiu realized that the atmosphere was wrong, and suddenly, the body exploded with smoke, and between the electric light and flint, a vermilion fruit was stuffed into his mouth, and then, in front of the public, he spit out a mouthful of vermilion, his hair was scorched black, his body was shaky, and his spirit was sluggish, and the women in Zixia Cave were distressed.

Anyone who sees it thinks that this is the result of blood and gas reflux and serious injury.

"Your knife is really powerful. Meow Jiu wiped the vermilion from the corners of his mouth, and said with difficulty, his thoughts were intermittent, and then, Meow Jiu knocked more than 20 third-degree healing pills in countless envious, jealous and hateful eyes, and sighed while eating, looking very owed.

"I'm defeated. Zong Yue did not leave any regrets in his tone, he finally cut out the knife in front of Meow Jiu, and after that, he could enter the palace and go to a higher heaven and earth.

"Repair my sword, walk my way, there will be no return date, or die but have no return, or live, then I will go further. He took the knife, walked out of the enchantment, passed by the location of the Cold Light Sect, bowed his head, but did not stop, like a knife guest, all the way away, leaving a bleak green light, leaving a lonely back.

Sect Master Han looked at his back, it was very complicated, but it was more of a blessing and pride, go, go to the higher heaven and earth to soar, and let your sword reign in the world!

Then, the Cold Light Sect left.

Everyone sighed, but in their eyes, the direction of Zong Yue's departure, a war knife, is rising, traversing the sky, for some reason, the sunlight at this time, extraordinarily hot, the green mountains at this time, especially lofty and calm.

And in the distance, the sharp-eyed monk saw it, like the vermilion of the setting sun, sprinkled on the ground, bit by bit.

"Next, come again. "Meow Jiu smash it, smash it, it's okay again, his eyes swept around, and he said again.

Two games in a row, Meow Jiu brought a feeling to the cultivators, he is not invincible, although he stepped forward to challenge, the winner will cast a prestige, one step to the sky, and there will be no store in this village!

His vast sea of qi, the loss is negligible, the meow of practicing qi is hundred-layered, and there is no shortage of aura, a living little monster.