"Heaven and Dragon Slayer!"

"Gossip Xuanzhang!"

"Tai Chi Divine Sword!"

Zhang Mingdao tried his best to display the advanced martial arts he had mastered, his fists and swords, and various moves bombarded Tang Jie's body like a torrential rain.

Bang bang!

Even if Tang Jie cultivated the Golden Bell Immortal Body, he even urged the Yi Jin Sutra to the extreme, and the true element of the body protection flowed, but one attack after another hit Tang Jie's body, which also made him feel a burst of sharp pain all over his body.

But Tang Jie was not surprised, he experienced the characteristics of Zhang Mingdao's attack, soft and rigid, yin and yang, every move and style seemed to be reversed by yin and yang, and the power was endless.

"Wood-burning knife method!"

"Divine Elephant Fist!"

"True dragon roar!"

Tang Jie himself was not to be outdone, and he frantically greeted Zhang Mingdao with what he had learned all his life, and he was domineering and groundbreaking with every move!

Not only Tang Jie and the others were fighting, but in other war zones, Maha, Wu Changkong and others also encountered strong opponents, and they fought very excitedly and happily.

Everywhere in the entire Martial Saint Stage, there are powerful martial cultivators who are rare in the past few years fighting with all their might, and the battle intent is soaring, and the smoke of gunpowder is filled!

"Good fight, good fight! Fight harder!"

Outside the Martial Saint Stage, the golden-clothed imperial envoy couldn't help but laugh wildly.

In the spatial prisons on the edge of the Martial Saint Stage, dozens of martial cultivators were trapped in them, their bodies were entangled in black runes, and their own strength was extracted endlessly.

These martial cultivators were all defeated on the Martial Saint Stage, and they would never have imagined that after the defeat, they would fall into the prison of this space, reduced to nourishment, and reduced to a tool for alchemy!

The power of these martial cultivators was continuously extracted, and the battle intent and martial will that had been accumulated in the Martial Saint Terrace were like raging fire, condensing these powers into Dan!

"It's almost done, and I'm going to come back to this land and make the world tremble with my fear!"

The golden-clothed imperial envoy looked at the pill that was gradually condensed in the flames formed by the martial arts will above the Martial Saint Stage, and the corners of his mouth under his mask involuntarily drew an arc.

The humiliation of the past will be washed away, and he will be at the top again, and even further!

"Both...... Be careful...... Snare...... It's a trap!"

"Damn bastard! I swear I won't let you go!"

As for the martial cultivators who were defeated and fell into prison and reduced to alchemy materials, some of them yelled anxiously, hoping that the rest of the martial cultivators who were fighting on the Martial Saint Platform would notice something.

Some are so angry that the golden-clothed envoy deceived them to the point that their eyes are bleeding, and each of them has given up everything to usher in the so-called martial arts prosperity, but all of this is just a deception of the golden-clothed envoy, and the fundamental purpose is just to bring them together and achieve their ulterior purposes.

And all this, Tang Jie and the others who were fighting on the Martial Saint Platform were not clear.

"Such a strong skill, this Tang Jie's potential seems to be endless, and a blow is heavier than a blow! And there is a power that can erode the body and spirit, which is very difficult. ”

Zhang Mingdao was secretly surprised, Tang Jie's attack was getting heavier and heavier, as if there was no limit, he was about to vomit blood, and the power of the black-level floating slaughter made him even more miserable.

"Zhang Mingdao's Nine Heavens True Scripture is really extraordinary, if it weren't for my cultivation of the Golden Bell Immortal Body, the integration of the inside and the outside, and the perfect practice of the internal organs, otherwise I would have to be beaten by him to the ground and the internal organs would be shattered!

Tang Jie experienced Zhang Mingdao's attack, and he was also shocked.

Zhang Mingdao's Nine Heavens True Scripture has been practiced to the realm of Tai Chi Guiyuan, which is both offensive and defensive, and can endlessly devour and defuse the enemy's attacks, making its power not one in ten, very mysterious!

"Bang bang bang!"

When the two sides attacked each other hundreds of moves, they invariably retreated backwards.

"Ahem!"

Zhang Mingdao coughed and coughed up a mouthful of blood, he was already suffering internal injuries, even if he could devour and defuse more than ninety percent of Tang Jie's attacks with the softness of the Nine Heavens True Scripture, the remaining ten percent would be accumulated, and he would be injured.

Zhang Mingdao wiped the blood away with his sleeve, but his face was full of excitement.

Tang Jie also felt stuffy in his chest, and only after his luck did he dissolve this feeling of depression, Tang Jie was very excited, Zhang Mingdao's Jiuxiao True Scripture was extremely offensive and defensive, and he could even fight with him head-on without falling behind!

"Come on!"

Tang Jie was very excited, so he was ready to continue to step forward and divide the winner.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Mingdao waved his hand happily and stopped: "Stop, don't fight!

"This ...... Why did I win?"

This made Tang Jie stunned, his brows furrowed, he had just finished warming up, and Zhang Mingdao admitted defeat?

Zhang Mingdao said with a happy smile on his face: "In the battle just now, I have some understanding, I must grasp the fleeting spiritual light, and push my Nine Heavens True Scripture to a higher realm......! That's when I'm going to break through!"

"I see...... Congratulations to Senior Zhang. ”

Tang Jie reluctantly restrained his breath, Zhang Mingdao had some understanding in the fierce battle with Tang Jie, and he urgently needed to carefully grasp the inspiration, retreat and practice, and try to break through, so he had to end the battle and admit defeat directly.

Although Tang Jie hasn't played yet, he is also happy for Zhang Mingdao.

"Next time we meet, let's have a good time!"

In the laughter, Zhang Mingdao's figure slowly disappeared, and he couldn't wait to try to practice his Nine Heavens True Scripture to a higher realm!

"Alas......"

Tang Jie was also a little speechless when he looked at Zhang Mingdao's disappearing figure, he had just entered the state, this Zhang Mingdao would not fight?

There was no way, Tang Jie could only wait, hoping that he would be able to meet a strong man no less than Zhang Mingdao in the next game, bring pressure to himself, and make a breakthrough.

"It's coming!"

After the time of the small half pillar of incense, in this war zone, a shadow slowly appeared.

"Is that you?"

When Tang Jie saw this person, his face couldn't help but show surprise.

"Amitabha, it seems that it is the arrangement of fate, and I really have a battle with you. ”

When the man saw Tang Jie, he was also slightly surprised, and then laughed.

This person is none other than the young monk Maha, who is dressed in black!

According to Tang Jie's knowledge, Maha is the same as Bodhidharma, but there is almost no record about him, and he is a person with a mysterious origin and identity.

But one thing is for sure, Maha's strength is absolutely unfathomable, and it will not be under Zhang Mingdao!

"I also wanted to fight with you!" Tang Jie's eyes burned.

Yi Jin Jing.Two War Paints!

"Boom!"

Tang Jie instantly opened the two war patterns, and the black thunder fell, turning into two war patterns condensed from his forehead, and the black light shone, making people feel like they were falling into hell!

"Yi Jin Jing...... You and the poor monk are going to two extremes. ”

Seeing Tang Jie's martial arts, Maha was not surprised.

The last time the beast fought with Tang Jie, Maha had already secretly seen Tang Jie's Yijin Sutra.

"Boom!"

The surface of the Maha body also emitted a pitch-black light, this is the Yijin Sutra black-level floating slaughter realm!

But something unexpected happened to Tang Jie, and the left half of Maha's body was lit up with a dazzling golden light, as bright as the sun!

"Golden Body Formula?"

Tang Jie recognized that Maha was using the Golden Body Technique!

The highest realm of Tong Zigong is the Red Sun Technique, but in fact, after practicing the Golden Bell Jar to the tenth level, you can combine the two and practice a higher realm of the Golden Body Technique.

This Maha, like Tang Jie, has practiced the child's skills to the realm above the Red Sun Technique.

The left half of the Maha's golden rays shined, and the right half of his body shone with black rays, and slowly condensed together, turning into dark gold, the perfect combination of the golden body and the power of the black-level floating slaughter, indescribable evil, exuding a demonic nature!

"Yijin Sutra...... Combined with Tong Zi Gong?"

Tang Jie was also surprised when he saw this scene, Maha's body turned into a dark golden color, just like a demon with teeth and claws, and the aura of lightness and harmony in the past also disappeared, becoming extremely violent.

Maha said slowly: "I am a disciple of Patriarch Bodhidharma, and I have learned his martial arts, but I have a demon in my heart...... I have done some extremely ridiculous things, broken the killing ring, and it is a mass murder, implicating innocents, and the ugliness of my family is not publicized, I was expelled from Shaolin, and I have no shame to go to see Master......"

Maha, he is Bodhidharma's personal disciple, extremely loved by Bodhidharma, and all his martial arts are taught, but Maha's heart is extremely violent, full of anger, even if he recites Buddhist scriptures, it is difficult to resolve.

So Maha almost never does anything with people, once he does it, he can't control himself, he once did it with people, he opened a killing ring, implicated the innocent, which made him wake up with guilt, left the Shaolin Temple, and Shaolin also because of this scandal did not record his name, few people in later generations know him.

But Maha himself is an out-and-out martial arts wizard, and if he can be accepted by Bodhidharma as a personal disciple and inherit his mantle, you can know that he is excellent!

"The Yijin Sutra Black-level Futu and the Tongzigong Golden Body Recipe are all created by the master, which is peaceful and contains Buddhist principles, but I am dominated by demonic nature, combining the two, and practicing this new Futu Golden Body!

Maha exuded a dark golden aura all around his body, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Be careful...... Once I do it, I may not be able to suppress this demonic nature!"

Maha said in a hoarse voice, there are very few people who can survive against him.

"Exactly...... It's the best!"

Tang Jie was not surprised, Maha also practiced the martial arts of the Dharma lineage, and even found another way, walked out of his own way, combined the Yijin Sutra with Tongzi Gong, and practiced the Futu Golden Body, only for fighting, only for killing, full of magic!

There is an extremely dangerous aura around Maha's body, which makes Tang Jie's fighting spirit extremely high, and this battle with Maha, maybe he will have a new understanding!

"Floating Slaughter, Demon Floating Slaughter!"

Maha roared like a demon, his delicate face was full of violence, his dark golden body spanned a long distance, and a palm hit Tang Jie, this palm carried a domineering demonic might, just like the demon king who controlled hell!

"Come on!"

Pieces of dragon scales were born on Tang Jie's body, the war tattoos on his forehead were shining, and he punched out with all his might, just like an open gate of hell, from which countless evil ghosts rushed out!

"Boom!"

The collision of two divine powers almost tore the heavens and the earth apart, and the endless divine power roared, spanning the eternal time and space, and wanted to collapse heaven and hell!

......

At this time, there was one of the seven people on the Wusheng Stage, and there were also the remaining two war zones.

Wu Changkong was covered in flames, and there seemed to be nine suns burning in his body, and the blazing flames burned the void and twisted it, almost burning everything!

And the one who fought with Wu Changkong was a white-haired old man with an immortal wind bone.

"Xiaoyao Gong, don't dodge it all the time, when will you be able to tell the winner if you continue like this?"

Wu Changkong's fist and palm were like a volcanic eruption, he roared, and the white-haired old man kept moving and moving with his body.

When the white-haired old man heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his heart was shocked: "This Wu Changkong's true yuan is too domineering, my Northern Spiritual Skill has cultivated to the highest realm, and it is difficult to dissolve his true yuan even if I swallow everything?"

Xiaoyao Gong was very shocked, in the previous few games, Xiaoyao Gong sucked his opponent clean, and the Northern Pluto God he cultivated functioned the skills of others for his own use, cultivated to a high and profound realm, and even practiced the Yin and Yang One Northern Pluto True Yuan, strong and domineering.

But now in the face of Wu Changkong's Jiuyang Divine Skill, he has a feeling that he can't bear it.

"It's a fool to fight you!"

Xiaoyao Gong sneered, he is not without a chance of winning, as long as he continues to fight, with the characteristics of his Northern Spiritual Skills, he can always win!

And in the third war zone, there are also two burly men fighting, one of them is called Lian Zhan, and the other can win several games in a row, so he is naturally not weak, and the battle between the two is equally fierce!

Six of the remaining seven people were fighting hard, but only one was sitting cross-legged and waiting, this person was holding the sword, it was the ancient sword.

Gu Jian's brows furrowed: "My luck ...... Why is it so bad? Two byes in a row?"

Gu Jian's luck is very bad, or very good, because he has had two byes in a row, 13 into 7, and one person has a bye, and the person who has a bye is Gu Jian!

And 7 into 4, there will be another bye, and the ancient sword has a bye again.

This undoubtedly made Gu Jian very helpless, because the purpose of going to this Martial Saint Platform was to fight with other martial cultivators, and he had two byes in a row, so that Gu Jian didn't know whether to say that it was bad luck or good.

Gu Jian was bored, but at this moment he was paying attention to the free time of the surrounding environment, and he was a little puzzled: "Why...... I can't see the scene of other people fighting, and it's too boring to wait silently like this!"

If he asked Gu Jian to design the Martial Saint Stage, he would definitely have to design it so that he could see the scene of other people fighting, so that he could pass the free time, and he could also watch others fight and have some understanding.

But this Martial Saint Terrace doesn't have this function, and it fights separately.

"Besides, have those defeated martial cultivators already left the Martial Saint Stage?"

Let Gu Jian also care more about where those defeated martial cultivators are now, whether they have left the Martial Saint Stage, and are watching them fight.

"Buzz!"

Just as Gu Jian was thinking, his sword made a sword sound at this time, and Gu Jian's expression changed.

The ancient sword cultivates the way of the sword, and has already reached the realm of the unity of man and sword, and has cultivated the spirit of the sword in his hand, which can automatically protect the master.

"The sword of the Divine Edge ...... It's an early warning!"

Gu Jian's face was ugly, he had encountered many life and death crises in his life, and with the early warning of the sword in his hand, he could be vigilant and turn evil into good fortune.

But this time, the sound of the Divine Blade Sword in his hand was extremely sharp, a crisis! a great crisis! a crisis that may never be recovered!

"Damn...... There is a problem with this Martial Saint Stage!There is a problem with the Golden Clothed Imperial Envoy!" Gu Jian's face was gloomy, in fact, the so-called Divine Blade Sword warning was his own intuition, but if his intuition was strong, it would affect his sword.

Gu Jian was already suspicious of the golden-clothed imperial envoy, and he had more and more doubts about this martial saint platform, so he would trigger the divine sword warning!

"What's wrong with the others? Don't let me see it?

The ancient sword stood up from the ground, he didn't stay where he was any longer, he held the Divine Blade Sword, the sword intent was condensed, and a sword slashed towards the void in the distance.

"Whew!"

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, but it was submerged in that void, but it dissipated silently, as if it had been dissolved.

"One sword can't work, then ten swords, one hundred swords!

The ancient sword held the Divine Blade Sword, the sword intent and the true element were condensed, and the sword light tore the sky and the earth, cutting everything!

When Gu Jian was born, the first swordsman in the world at that time came to the door, saying that he was a rare kendo wizard in the ages, and accepted him as an apprentice.

And in fact, it is true, Gu Jian's swordsmanship was already stronger than his master at the age of eighteen, and he was invincible and reached the pinnacle, he only relied on the sword in his hand, the sword that split the heavens and the earth!

"Snort!"

One after another sword lights continued to slash at the same point, and when thirty or forty swords were slashed, the void seemed to finally be unbearable, and a huge hole was torn open.

Through this opening, Gu Jian trembled, and he saw that in the cracked void, there was a void cage that shimmered with a faint light, and in that cage, a man was wrapped in black runes like snakes, and his body was shriveled, almost skin and bones!

"Brother Mingjian, how are you ...... Will it be here?"

Gu Jian exclaimed, he recognized that this thin man was Ming Jian, the opponent he met in the second game of entering the Martial Saint Terrace was also a kendo powerhouse, Gu Jian defeated him, and the two also cherished each other, and after agreeing, they would discuss the sword together.

But Mingjian has changed his appearance at this time, he is dying, his whole body is shriveled, and it seems that his blood has been drained!

The thin man heard the voice of the ancient sword, he opened his eyes back to the light, a pair of gray eyes were full of despair and anger, and his voice roared hoarsely: "Conspiracy...... It's a conspiracy! I'm ...... We have all been calculated by the little man of the Golden Emperor!"