"Enough!" Mu Zi was really angry and drank violently, and the scene was quiet.

"Weak is weak, how can there be so many excuses, is it just to cultivate spiritual power and practice magic techniques diligently? What is the purpose of the competition? Isn't it for the purpose of realizing that your body is constantly improving? If you don't go all out, how can you break through the limit? If you want to stay for fear of injury, what kind of immortal can you cultivate, go back to your home! Terran, it's just because there are more monks like you that you are so weak. Mu Zizhen's words are not insignificant.

Only those Jindan monks who have participated in the interracial war can understand these truths, these disciples are in the rear of the human race, and the number of times they go out to practice is very small, they are just flowers in the greenhouse.

"I don't agree with this, we are flesh and blood, affectionate and righteous people, not fierce beasts who only know how to fight. Kong Xin stepped forward and retorted loudly.

Mu Zizhen's eyes sharpened, and he stared at him and said, "Do you dare to distort my meaning?" Believe it or not, I killed you, and I am still the junior uncle?"

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it. "Kong Xin directly called 'you', so that he could buy people's hearts and slander Mu Zizhen, how could he miss it.

"Very good!" Mu Zizhen stepped out after speaking, and slashed down with a sword, and the sword qi burst out.

After swinging a sword, he didn't stop, stepping out seven in a row, and slashing out seven sword qi in a row.

Kong Xin was not panicked when he saw this, the wind spiritual power circulated on the surface of his body, his body was like a fallen leaf, floating left and right a few times, and the sword qi was all dodged.

The Xuanpin pinnacle body method 'Wind Walk' is a perfect fit with his spiritual root, and it is still the natal realm that he has stepped into with this technique, and the speed has more than doubled.

Kong Xin's body shape is certain, his face is relaxed and smiling, and he is indescribably chic and freehand.

"Your sword qi is too slow. ”

"Really?" Mu Zi's True Spirit Yuan Force was running at full speed, crackling... A silver arc of thunder swirls around his body, like a thunder god descending into the world.

With a sword slash out, the sword qi was dazzling with silver light, like a rushing thunderbolt.

"Wind gathers. Kong Xin drank lightly, and a tall cyan tornado blocked in front of him, and before the sword qi could break through the tornado, it was deflected by the rotational force, and dissipated into invisibility after a few turns.

"Hmph, I see if you can take a few swords. ”

Mu Zizhen rushed forward, the frost blade in his hand continued to slash, and the sword qi flew out one after another, forming a silver match.

After the cyan tornado dissipated the three sword qi, the rotation speed slowed down significantly, and in the fourth, fifth, and sixth paths, the tornado completely stopped, and was cut in half by the seventh sword qi.

Kong's heart and body method operated, dodging the sword qi behind, but at this time, the speed of the sword qi increased dramatically, that is, there was the rapidity of thunder and the sharpness of the sword.

The last sword qi almost couldn't dodge, and it slashed against Kong Xin's neck, and a handful of black hair was cut off by the sword qi, fluttering and falling to the ground.

The two are only three feet apart.

Kong Xin subconsciously reached out and touched his neck, although he was not directly hit by the sword qi, the strong wind that could be brought up cut a bloody wound on his neck.

"You're looking for death. Kong Xin was furious, his grandfather was in the Yuanying Realm, even some Jindan elders of the sect were polite to him.

Since he entered the sect, he has been supported by all the disciples, and in his heart, he has regarded himself as the next sect master, how can he ever make a fool of himself in front of so many people.

"Wind Blade. ”

The body shook, and dozens of wind blades flew out, and there was a boom... whistling and cutting towards Mu Zizhen.

Mu Zizhen's current physical body is not inferior to the Jindan fierce beast, and he is not afraid of the wind blade, but he doesn't want to expose this too much.

Holding the frost front, or pick or chip, or stab or block.

Dingding... In the crisp sound, none of the dozens of wind blades were close to him, and all of them were blocked.

I am honored within a sword.

The audience was in an uproar, what speed and vision it took to do this.

It would be easier for Mu Zizhen to send out a range spell to block everyone, but with only a three-foot Qingfeng, he blocked dozens of attacks in an instant.

No one noticed that the hands in Mu Zizhen's robe were trembling slightly, and no one noticed that his eyes had several golden threads.

'How is that possible?' Kong Xin was shocked and realized, and then came back to his senses, "Storm"

When the surrounding disciples heard these two words, they hurriedly retreated to the rear, this is the stunt of the bottom of the box, the range of spells, do not dodge some who were injured by mistake and who to reason.

Even several other lineage disciples also retreated.

The wind blew from the ground in the center of the hole, forming a hundred-zhang storm in an instant, and countless wind blades swirled in the storm.

Mu Zizhen was not in a hurry to attack, such a large-scale spell, its implementation requires preparation time, he can take the opportunity to interrupt the formation of the spell.

However, he wanted to see the killer weapon of the first person in the natal realm, and what kind of power it was.

The storm turned faster and faster, and Kong Xin's body actually rose from the ground, and as the storm swirled, he disappeared into the storm after a breath.

The ground of the square was baptized by the storm, and a layer was cut off.

Mu Zizhen was in the middle of the storm, and his eyes looked around.

"Give me a gathering. Kong Xin's loud shouts came from the storm, but he didn't know where he was.

The Baizhang storm began to converge in the middle, and countless wind blades cut towards Mu Zizhen from all directions.

Mu Zizhen danced the frost blade with his hand, forming a circle of phantoms, but he still couldn't completely resist the cutting wind blade.

Whew... The robe was cut by the wind blade, cutting through his flesh, bringing red marks.

The storm is getting smaller, and the wind blade inside is getting denser.

In Mu Zizhen's pupils, a vague figure was spinning with the storm, and the reason why he could see it was because the spiritual power concentration of the figure was many times higher.

The storm was pale cyan, and the figure was dark cyan, but as the storm swirled rapidly, ordinary people could not see it.

Naturally, it is the core of the hole.

Ignoring the cut wind blade, Mu Zizhen slashed out at Kong Xin with both swords in his hands.

Zhang's long sword qi shot out, and Lei Gu rushed on the sword qi, as fast as lightning, and all the wind blades along the way were cut off.

'Poof', blood splattered, and the storm stopped abruptly and then shattered.

With a bang, Kong Xin smashed to the ground, and a sword mark was pulled from his left shoulder to his right knee, and the flesh turned out and the bones were deep and visible.

The spiritual weapon software on his body was cut alive, and if he didn't have this armor to protect himself, Kong Xin would definitely be split on the spot.

The figures of the two were revealed, Mu Zizhen's robes hung on his body one by one, and Kong Xin was seriously injured and fell to the ground bleeding.

"Defeated, defeated. A disciple muttered in disbelief.

"This is going against the sky, he is only at the beginning of his life!"

... The exclamations came one after another, and all the disciples were doubting life.

Bang bang bang... Mu Zizhen stepped towards the hole center that fell to the ground.

The right foot slowly raised and stepped on his face, and said lightly: "When I am mentally retarded, dare to use my words to bring rhythm? Playing tricks in front of me? It's just that, I said kill you, you should be glad that you wore spirit armor today." ”

Kong Xin looked at Mu Zizhen's gaze, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour, full of endless resentment.

Mu Zizhen retracted his foot and kicked it out violently, Kong Xin flew up from the ground, and smashed directly at Li Chu and the others, "Take him to heal, if he can resist it, he won't kill it, save trouble." ”