When Zhang and Zhuhu walked over, the monks had already separated, and two of them walked to the corner where there was no one on the side.

Zhang and his entourage looked at the two monks, one of the young monks was the third stage of Jindan cultivation, and the other middle-aged monk was already the fourth stage of Jindan cultivation, the two of them could promote the killing, and the young monk must have something to rely on.

At this time, the two had already taken out the flying sword, five or six zhang away, and the young monk took the lead, and the flying sword in his hand slashed directly at the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk snorted slightly, such a distance, even the fourth phase of Jindan monk, it is impossible to hurt him.

There is no trickery at all with this kind of sword move, just to see how much aura your body can mobilize, no matter how powerful the Jindan Phase III monk is, how much aura can he mobilize?

However, he still thought wrongly, before the young monk's sword move came, the middle-aged monk felt that it was wrong, and hurriedly made a mistake to the side, staggering the young monk's sword move.

The sword did not stop, faintly with the sound of wind and thunder, and slashed straight at the place where the middle-aged monk had stayed just now, leaving a long deep ditch on the hard ground.

The onlookers couldn't help but exclaim, the power of this sword could not catch up with the power of the monks of the sixth phase of Jindan.

Mortal swordsmanship is to win with strength, speed, and sword moves, no matter how brave he is, he must always make the sword touch the opponent's body in order to injure the enemy.

Monks are different, they use their divine sense and spiritual power to control flying swords, and in addition to strength, speed, and sword moves, they can also use spells to hurt people.

Apply spells to make the flying sword have a variety of complex characteristics, such as cold, hot, dry, wet and other extreme attacks, so that the fighting monk's spirit and aura are blocked or lose combat effectiveness, so as to win.

In this process, the flying sword does not have to touch the monk's body to do so.

However, there must also be a scope, and this scope is related to the monk's own cultivation.

After the monk builds the foundation, the range of his aura control is about one zhang, therefore, the mortal martial artist is not the opponent of the monk at all, within the range of one zhang, the martial artist is against the sky, and he will not be able to escape the control of the monk, and will be easily taken down by the monk.

If the monk's control range is to be larger, it will be very difficult, because if you go outward, the aura in the monk's body must increase several times.

Only when Jindan is in the golden pill will the monk's spiritual power control range have a big leap, reaching three zhang.

Don't underestimate this, it's already remarkable, as long as it's within this range, even if there's a wall in the middle, the monk can still hit anything within this range.

In the 'Three Realms, Six Kans, Nine to One' practiced by the monks, it is a process of gathering spiritual energy, and each realm of the Jindan Six Kans can improve the range of spiritual power control by about one zhang.

In terms of Zhang Yixing's cultivation, he can barely reach the control range of six zhang now.

But the confrontation between the monk and the monk, this range is compressed, maybe you have less, maybe he has less, in short, the control ability of the two monks will be counterbalanced by each other.

This young monk's sword is already about ten zhang, which is at least four zhang beyond his control, and looking at his sword intent, it seems that there is still nothing left, and it can be stronger.

Sure enough, the young monk made another sword and attacked the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk hurriedly retreated, not daring to delay in the slightest.

The young monk's sword still left a slender pit in the ground, unaffected by the previous sword.

Then the young monk made a strong attack, and slashed out more than a dozen swords in a row, and the middle-aged monk could only avoid its edge, and retreated in defeat after defeat, and was already more than ten feet away from the young monk.

The criss-crossing pits left on the ground showed that the young monk's spiritual power was very normal, and there was no sign of exhaustion.

Zhang and his entourage couldn't help but wonder, what kind of spell did this young monk use? The strength is so strong that it doesn't consume spiritual energy?

Zhang and his entourage searched carefully from the rubbing scene, but did not find any powerful tricks for the young monk.

Could it be that this young monk, like himself, also had an old man who provided him with aura?

Zhang and his entourage were not reconciled, and reprinted the young monk's whole body again, he must find his secret.

As a result, nothing was found.

As soon as Zhang and his entourage dispersed the scene in the Yuan Shen, they suddenly felt that something was wrong, as if something was attached to the flying sword in the young monk's hand.

This time, Zhang and his entourage rubbed the young monk's flying sword, and the image inside the flying sword was clearly displayed in his primordial spirit.

The white jade hilt of this flying sword turned out to be a space magic weapon!

In the magic weapon space, there is also a figure sitting there practicing with his eyes closed.

This person doesn't have Jin Dan, nor does he have a Yuan Ying, I don't know what kind of cultivation he is, but he just sat there, and it also gave Zhang and his party an awe-inspiring and inviolable feeling.

Obviously, the young monk's sword power was due to his merits.

Who was he, why did he stay in this magic space, did the young monk know about his existence?

Just as Zhang and his entourage were thinking hard, the middle-aged monk had already conceded defeat and handed over his jade plaque.

The young monk was very happy, and after taking the jade plaque, he handed it to a black-faced monk beside him, and the two of them left with a smile.

In the mouths of the talking monks, Zhang and his entourage remembered the names of the young monk and his companions.

Both of them are from Luozhou, the young monk's name is Ou Zhi, and the black-clothed monk's name is Ye Mang, both of them are children of the big family in Luozhou, and the two originally had only one jade medal, after the competition between Ou Zhi and the middle-aged monk, they won a jade medal, and now both of them can enter and exit the sinkhole.

Just as the crowd dispersed, a monk came over with a smile and clasped his fists at Zhang and Zhuhu and said, "Two Taoist friends, surnamed Liu, I wonder if the two Taoist friends are willing to win a jade medal like Ou Zhi?"

Zhang Yixing looked at the monk surnamed Liu with a smile: "Does Liu Daoyou want to have a competition with me?"

Brother Liu hurriedly smiled and said: "I thought about it, but there is no jade medal, if you lose, then what will you pay to the Daoist? There is a Ning Daoyou over there, just like you, there is only one jade medal, if you can compete in the last game, or complete Ning Daoyou, or complete the two Daoists, wouldn't it be happy." ”

Zhang and his entourage laughed and said to Zhuhu: "Fellow Daoists, let's go and have a look, if we can get a jade plate for Zhudao Friends, it would be great." ”

Zhang and his entourage thought so, in the hinterland of the Thousand Illusion Country, the gathering of more than 2,000 monks could not be without the shadow of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and Zhang Yixing also wanted to take this opportunity to inform them:

I'm here, and if you have any ideas, let's do it quickly.