"What is this?"

At first glance, seeing the golden light on the pitch-black long stick, coupled with the oppressive power of the sudden attack, Shui Wuxian was also shocked in his heart, he could be sure that this golden light was definitely not golden spiritual power, this golden light did not have a trace of the sharpness of golden spiritual power, but gave him a bland and peaceful atmosphere, but it was majestic and inviolable, this contradictory aura was really strange.

The long stick roared as if it was about to collapse the void, and in an instant, it had already come to the top of his head, and at this time, Shui Wuxian didn't care about anything else, the best spirit weapon long sword in his hand hummed, and the light blue sword was also swallowed like a snake letter, and then swung out a sword with all his strength and slashed at the smashed long stick.

"Bang,"

I saw that the light blue sword light collided with the golden pillar of light, and the violent spiritual power fluctuations centered on the two of them spread, and the sword light of the long sword suddenly darkened with a loud bang, and Shui Wuji, who had already exerted all his strength, was instantly shocked and flew out.

"It's so strong, I'm afraid it has the power to not lose to the beast, no wonder it feels very familiar, this bald boy is simply carved out of the same mold as the beast, they are all brute force kings,"

Shui Wuxian in the inverted flight was flushed, and his gaze staring at the spiritual sky became extremely solemn, now what he had in his hand was the best spiritual weapon, plus his own cultivation had also reached the peak of the sevenfold condensation of the marrow, but he couldn't even take the extremely ordinary stick of the spiritual sky.

Under the terrifying anti-shock force from the long sword, Shui Wuxian directly retreated seven or eight meters away before stopping his body, and the qi and blood in his body were churning like a river and a sea, but at this time, the shock in his heart was even worse than the shock in his body.

"Neither spiritual nor physical, who are you?"

Lingkong looked like he was also fifteen or sixteen years old, and he suffered a lot of losses with just one blow, this was the first time he encountered Shui Wuxian after coming to the mainland, he took a step back with his right foot and leaned forward slightly, looking at the bald boy and said in a deep voice.

Although the physical strength of the spiritual sky is not weaker than that of the beast, Shui Wuxian can still perceive that the spiritual space is not a physical cultivation method for cultivation, and that kind of peaceful and fierce aura is neither strength nor spiritual power, which is definitely the first time he has seen it in his life.

"My master said that we are the children of the Buddha,"

After smashing the water without a trace, Lingkong was also quite proud in his heart, and at this time, he no longer rushed to attack, and after putting the long stick that was much taller than him at his side, he replied after a little thought.

"Buddha, what is that,"

Shui Wuxian originally just asked casually to divert Lingkong's attention, but he didn't expect Lingkong to really answer his question obediently, and also said a word he had never heard of, so Shui Wuxian asked again while the iron was hot.

"Buddha, Buddha is the ancestor of the Buddha realm, in fact, I haven't seen ......"

Hearing Shui Wuji's question, Lingkong's brows suddenly furrowed, and he thought for a long time before he slowly spoke, obviously he didn't know what the master was talking about as the Buddha.

Just when Shui Wuxian kept asking the question of Lingkong, the monks watching the game in the audience also looked at the shiny Lingkong above their heads and were stunned, everyone was not only surprised by Lingkong's dress and dress, but also surprised that Lingkong had to answer all questions, and the questions answered were so novel.

"What level has that ethereal spirit cultivated to, it looks very strong,"

Looking at the bald boy who was "questioned" by Shui Wuxi, Ah Beast once again transmitted a message to the Seven Killings, his understanding of meditation can almost be said to be none, and he can't find out what level the realm of spiritual space is.

"The cultivation of meditation depends on the amount and purity of the willingness, the more majestic and strong the peaceful and upright aura on the body, then the higher his realm will be, and the wishing power of this little bald head is at most only the sevenfold realm of the day after tomorrow," Seven Kills explained.

"It turns out that the peaceful aura on his body is the power of wishes, I am also practicing the sevenfold realm of the body, his strength is not much smaller than mine, it seems that the strength of the body between the body cultivation and meditation of the same realm is not much different, this book has no trace, but it is blind, the bald boy is obviously not easy to deal with, my 150,000 gold coins ......"

After hearing the explanation of the Seven Killings, Ah Beast once again used his divine sense to sense the aura of the willpower on Lingkong's body, and silently remembered this strength in his heart, and then began to worry about Shui Wuxian in the ring, perhaps even more worried about the 150,000 gold coins he pressed on Shui Wujian's body, which is almost all of his net worth now.

"It doesn't matter if you're a child of the Buddha or whoever, but I don't like it when people say I'm like a woman,"

After a few questions, Shui Wuxian soon found that the bald boy in front of him was as pure as a blank piece of paper, and he had almost never dealt with other monks, and even this time he came to the martial arts arena secretly ran out, and was instigated by a young monk who had been picked out of the ring by Shui Wuxian to get into the ring.

"But you do look like a woman, and you're as bad as the woman the master said,"

Seeing that Shui Wuxian seemed to be very angry, Lingkong pointed at the long stick that was not afraid, and said stubbornly, he has always remembered the master's teachings, women in the world are as poisonous as snakes and scorpions.

"You,"

Shui Wuxian was extremely angry, it was the first time he heard that the master who taught his apprentice like this beat the woman of the world to death with a stick, and even he was implicated, seeing that he could no longer communicate, Shui Wuxian no longer talked nonsense with him, and rushed towards him with his sword again.

Lingkong saw Shui Wuxian with an angry face rushing towards him again, and the long stick in his hand picked up and greeted him again, the reason why he sneaked out this time was to learn the power of monks from other regions, so naturally there was no reason to retreat.

However, as soon as Shui Wuji's figure stepped out, a light blue streamer instantly rushed out from behind it, it was his pseudo-spirit treasure flying sword, at this time, he was already stimulated by the spirit sky and moved his true anger, and he had pressed out most of his net worth, so he had to win this time.

"Pseudo-Spirit Treasure,"

At this time, Lingkong dragged the long stick and was about to sweep Shui Wuxian again, but suddenly saw a water-blue streamer stabbing at him like lightning, and even the spiritual power in the air was rioting, and he immediately recognized that this was a pseudo-Lingbao flying sword.

Although he rarely had contact with monks from the outside world, he was still relatively familiar with the pseudo-spirit treasure, because his senior brother also had a flying Zen staff pseudo-spirit treasure, recalling the power of the pseudo-spirit treasure Zen staff in his brother's hand, Lingkong's eyes looked at the water without a trace and became more and more solemn.

"Little bald donkey, I'll teach you a lesson this time, words are not said casually, especially bad things that others don't like to hear,"

Looking at the shiny spiritual sky above his head, Shui Wuxian said deliberately, although he didn't want to expose the flying sword early, but the ethereal brute force was really terrifying, and if he didn't use the flying sword, he might really lose.

"Don't call me a little bald donkey,"

Hearing Shui Wuxian call him the little bald donkey again, the ethereal spirit was also angry, and the desire in his body was surging wildly, as if his entire body was flooded with a faint golden light, and the long stick in his hand was even more golden light, and the fierce and incomparable stick quickly drew towards the stabbing flying sword.

"Boom,"

The moment the flying sword collided with the long stick, a fierce water spiritual power surged out, scattering the golden light on the long stick, and the ethereal figure also retreated again and again under this blow, and stopped the figure after three steps.

"If you are allowed to speak to others, no one is allowed to speak of you?"

Seeing the flying sword shake the ethereal spirit back under the blow, Shui Wuxian was also proud in his heart, after taking the Qingshen Grass, his spiritual power increased a lot, and it also became more condensed, and at this moment, even controlling the flying sword was more handy, and his power skyrocketed.

"Then I won't say that you look like a woman in the future, and you can't call me a little bald donkey anymore,"

Ethereal was slashed by a sword and retreated as if nothing had happened, he stood in the ring and thought for a moment, as if he felt that the words of the water without a trace were indeed reasonable, so he opened his mouth and retreated.

"Uh, okay......"

Hearing the ethereal words, Shui Wuji, who originally wanted to say a few more sarcastic words, was suddenly stunned, and it was so simple to let him change his words, at this moment he felt like he was coaxing a child, and even gave birth to a little guilt, even the flying sword in the air was slightly stagnant.

Hearing Shui Wuxian agree, Ethereal was obviously happy, as if he was very happy, and then without saying hello, he took the initiative to rush towards Shui Wuxian with a long stick in his hand.

Seeing the spirit of battle suddenly rushed over, the water without a trace at this moment is almost crazy, this young man is really unpredictable, changing his face is faster than turning a book, but he doesn't dare to relax his vigilance anymore, before the game, he pressed 500,000 gold coins on himself, in case he loses the game, then he has to cry to death.

Under the traction of spiritual power, the flying sword in the air broke through the air again, due to the soaring spiritual power of the water traceless, the speed of the flying sword was even faster than when it was in the southern continent, and before the ethereal spirit could approach, it had already been intercepted in the middle of the road, and the first sword was cut down again.

Seeing the flying sword that slashed again, Ethereal frowned slightly, and hurriedly set up a long stick in front of him with both hands, accurately blocking the blow, but his figure couldn't help but retreat again, and he couldn't get close to Shui Wuji's body at all.

Before he could think of a way to deal with it, the flying sword had already slashed his head and face again, the ethereal brows furrowed even tighter, and the two-meter-long pitch-black long stick was quickly turned by it, protecting it in front of him like a huge windmill, preventing all the attacks of the flying sword, but under the huge force, its body was naturally forced to retreat again and again.

The aqua-blue sword light slashed in the air, and the ethereal spirit could only be forced to defend everywhere, and his body was also staggered by the shock, looking extremely embarrassed, like a flat boat in the raging tide, which could tip over at any time, but at this time, Shui Wuxian couldn't be happy.

"This kid is really perverted, even compared to a beast, he also has a fight,"

As time passed, the more Shui Wuxian looked at it, the more shocked he became, the tighter the grip of the best spiritual weapon in his hand, the ethereal physical strength was really strong, even if his spiritual power skyrocketed now, the power of the flying sword also increased, but he still couldn't do anything about it.

Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, Shui Wuxian finally lost his patience, and the superb spirit weapon sword in his hand shook suddenly, and his body sprinted and lifted the sword suddenly.