The wind stopped, the dust settled, and there was silence.

Song Si stood in the middle of the field with a sword, closing his eyes and saying nothing. The bloody monk knelt on the ground with a knife, the blood flowed like a note, and the victory and defeat had been divided.

Zi Yao returned to the sheath, Song Si covered his chest, staggered a step, spit out a mouthful of blood, and walked towards the sidelines. Song Si was glad in his heart that he narrowly won a game, it was not easy. At the same time, he wondered why his mood fluctuated so strongly during the battle just now, and he almost lost control.

"Xi Qin wins!" announced the referee presiding over the duel.

Step by step, Song Si came to the edge of the formation, and as soon as his hand touched the enchantment, he was bounced back to the center of the battlefield by the powerful power of the enchantment, and he was caught off guard, wounded and wounded, and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

Song Si pointed at the six Yuanying Grand Cultivators outside the arena with his sword in his hand, and asked angrily, "Why don't you open the formation?"

does not exist in the past, does not exist in the future, and the world of Kunxu has changed dramatically.

The six great monks of the late Yuan Infant period who presided over the formation communicated with each other with divine thoughts, and were deciding the final outcome of Song Si.

"Song Si won, why don't you open the formation and let him come out?" Zhuge stood up and asked Murong Chen and Li Hongjun.

Murong Chen and Li Hongjun were stunned for a moment in the face of such a result, and asked in a loud voice: "Six seniors, why haven't you opened the formation to let Song Daoyou come out?"

Ignoring the questions of Zhuge Yan, Murong Chen, and Emperor Xiqin, the six Yuanying Grand Monks stared at Song Si one after another, wanting to reach a consensus.

"The celestial phenomena are unknown, the heavens are unpredictable, since he does not exist in the past, and does not exist in the future, then he should not exist in the future, this is the decision of this way. Yu Qingyang, one of the six great monks, transmitted the voice with his divine sense.

"No, if we kill him and cause a catastrophe, we will be too responsible. Xingzi shook his head.

"If you keep him, it will be a big mistake, I agree. Tian Daozi agreed.

"He was invited by my Xiqin, and this way can't be done. Ying Fusheng denied, "Two Taoist friends, listen to me, don't." ”

The rest of Xiaoyao and Luo Shuanghua glanced at each other and were silent.

"Why, don't you start the battle yet?!" Song Si asked, and at this moment, the Blood Brake Monk broke away from the illusion of fear of death, and saw Song Si, who was facing away from him dozens of steps away, with countless flaws.

When Song Si's last sword "Void Sword Silent" was about to pierce the heart of the Blood Brake Monk, he controlled Zi Yao to deviate by three inches, and the sword qi only passed through his chest, leaving him with a remnant life.

Why didn't he kill him? The Blood Brake Monk didn't think about it, he was cultivating the Shura Dao, and only killing could make him improve his cultivation, especially the masters of the same rank or stronger than him, Song Si was obviously among them.

Now that Song Sikong is exposed, if he doesn't kill at this time, when will he wait for the Blood Brake Monk's hand to form a secret seal, triggering the potential of the body, and restoring his strength to the peak state in an instant, even if the consequence is to endure the pain of ten thousand ants devouring his heart for half a month.

At this moment, there was an inexplicable change in the formation, and there was an incomparably thick mana transfusion to the Blood Brake Monk, treating his injuries, and even making his strength skyrocket by three layers.

"Shura!"

The incomparably evil red blood knife reflected the formation enchantment, and it slashed down in an instant, devouring Song Si.

Sensing the crisis behind him, Zi Yao's sword came out, and the black and white Taiji diagram reappeared when he turned around, the flying sword started, the true yuan was poured in, and the trick was immediately cast with a sword that turned into nothingness, facing the huge red blood knife!

Rumble!

"Uh... Ahh

Blood sprayed, and Song Si was blasted away by the powerful sword qi, and the blood stained the blue and white robes.

On the tall building far away, Yun Mengxing stared at Song Si tightly and wiped his chin, and said strangely: "Song Si, Song Si, don't let this seat down! If you don't die in the hands of this seat, how can you make this seat a qualified thief god?"

Ying Yi stood beside Yun Mengxing, still maintaining an expression of no joy and anger, in such a neurotic side, this is the safest.

The most surprising thing is the great master beside the Emperor of Xiguo, how much ability his apprentice Blood Brake Monk has, he knows it well, even if he uses secret techniques, I am afraid he will not be Song Si's opponent. But such an astonishing reversal occurred in the formation, it was too abnormal, it seemed that he thought of something, the great master's expression sank, and he was calculated.

The great master was furious in his heart, and secretly scolded him for accepting such a stupid apprentice, but he didn't want to be stupid for anything. The monks of the Nine Nations League wanted to kill Song Si, and they actually borrowed the Shura of his Buddhism.

Killing Song Si, the Buddhism of Xi Kingdom will definitely be retaliated against by the Nine Nations League, not for anything else, just for the bloody monk is shameless sneak attack after the defeat, not to mention that Yuan Zhenren also saw that he secretly affected Song Si's mind.

At this moment, he hoped that Song Si would survive, and immediately changed the magic trick in his hand to remove the influence on Song Si's mind. At the same time, the four of Xingzi, Yingfusheng, Xiaoyaoyu, and Luoshuanghua stopped transmitting mana to the formation enchantment.

Dao is different, they don't conspire with each other, for the sake of the face of the same Nine Nations Alliance, they will not stop Yu Qingyang and Tiandaozi's secret hands.

Murong Chen and Emperor Western Qin wanted to fight for Song Si's opportunity, but they were pressed by the always kind Dao Yuan Zhenren, and the current situation is no longer beyond the control of one or two people.

"Okay, good, good! hahaha!" Seeing Murong Chen and Li Hongjun sitting down again, Song Si laughed and looked at the people in Xiqin, extremely angry!

It is ridiculous that a dignified Nine Nations Alliance Great Monk would plot against a small sword cultivator.

Mo Liuli didn't say a word, he flew out directly, the long sword in his arms came out of the sheath, and the dazzling light engulfed the entire venue, and disappeared in an instant. Mo Liuli stood in the void and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he was directly knocked into the dust by Yu Qingyang and fainted.

Ye Yunlin knew that he was helpless, and looked at Murong Chen with great dissatisfaction, and flew off the stage directly to hug Mo Liuli back.

Looking at the formation enchantment again, the Blood Brake Monk frantically attacked Song Si, Song Si's mind was completely in place at this moment, no longer affected, and he was fighting with all his might, but the true yuan was overconsumed, and it was difficult to use the Void Sword silently again.

"Song Si!" Zhuge roared and flew directly out of the high platform, and six spirit pills swung out, breaking into the mysterious formation pattern and hitting the formation enchantment.

Rumble!

Zhuge roared suddenly, and the six elixirs exploded on the formation enchantment, causing ripples, and the terrifying pill power dissipated.

"I can't help myself. The seal in Tiandaozi's hand directly knocked Zhuge into the void and imprisoned his whole body cultivation.

"Why are you doing this?Dao Yuan Zhenren, you asked me to befriend this person in the first place, but now it's like this?" Murong Chen asked Dao Yuan Zhenren angrily.

Ye Yunlin smiled: "Do the Nine Nations Alliance Grand Cultivator also use such despicable means to kill people?"

Dao Yuan Zhenren glanced at Ye Yunlin, shook his head and said: "He doesn't exist in the past, he doesn't exist in the future, but he just exists, and the great changes in Kunxu Star Heaven and Earth don't know when they happen, we have to guard against it." ”

"Because of this illusory thing, you are going to kill him?" Ye Yunlin pointed to Song Si in the formation, "Then why don't you just kill him?"

Dao Yuan Zhenren didn't say anything, but said, "This is the consensus of the cultivation realm. ”

"No one wants to be contaminated with cause and effect, since he is in your Nine Nations Alliance, it is naturally up to you to deal with it. Thinking of what the Canglan Holy Sect Sect Master said when he came to the Nine Nations Alliance with the Zhou Mountain Dao Sect Sect that day, he glanced at Song Si, who was fighting hard, and was silent.

On the other side, Yu Qingxuan asked Jingming Zhenren suspiciously: "Uncle Shi, Song Sizhen was sent to death, don't you save him?"

Jingming Zhenren frowned and patted his head: "Shut up, wait." He wanted to save it, but there were six Yuanying Great Cultivators from the main formation, even if he left his life here, he couldn't save Song Si. Perhaps, one can only hope for a miracle.

"It's going to be over!" said Tiandaozi.

"Mercy mercy. Yu Qingyang looked at the two people in the formation.

The bloody monk Shura reappeared, shrouding Song Si in the illusion of the corpse mountain and sea of blood, and he was ruthless and vicious, bent on killing Song Si. Due to the influence of the illusion, Song Si's body technique was restricted, and it was difficult to fully use it, and the crazy attack made him have no time to get a moment of respite.

No sword and no form!

Grasping the flaw, Song Si Zhenyuan lifted it, stabbed out with a sword, temporarily forced back the blood brake monk, and won a moment of time, but suddenly his breath stagnated, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"It's over. Enter the Infernal!" The Blood Brake Monk roared, blood splattered all over his body, and fierce qi slammed into all directions.

The blood of the Shura knife that absorbed the blood was shining, dazzling, and at the same time, a golden Buddha appeared behind him, and the sound of Sanskrit singing, Shura Buddha, the power was shocking, and it was the strongest trick of the fusion of Buddha and Demon True Yuan.

"Emperor Shakti, Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty!"

Restricted by the formation enchantment, Song Si had no way to avoid it, and there was no way to retreat, so he could only forcibly run the third form of the "Void Sword Technique".

"Void Sword: No ...... Ah......h

Halfway through the sword move, the true yuan was not good, Song Si was counterattacked by the trick, screamed, vomited blood and retreated, and could only watch as the terrifying Shura sword qi and the Rulai swastika carried infinite power fell.

Ha, haha, Song Si's mind was blank, and he fell to the sky......

Whoa!

At the moment when everyone thought that Song Si was going to die, suddenly, three terrifying sword qi shot down through the air.

With a sword, the formation was broken, the feather was clear, Tiandaozi fell off the formation, and the wolf stayed in the void.

With a sword, the Buddha and the demon fusion trick was broken, and at the same time, the blood brake monk was directly shattered into blood foam and scattered.

With a sword, he shot towards the position of the emperor of the Western Qin State, and Dao Yuan Zhenren immediately sacrificed the iron umbrella behind his back, blocking the terrifying sword qi, his face was slightly pale, obviously he had suffered a secret loss in a hurry.

Like a wind blowing, the speed of the mysterious swordsman was so fast that it was almost difficult to catch the figure, and only a few people saw him fall next to the unconscious Song Si, and helped Song Si up and prepared to leave. At this moment, Tian Daozi held the flying sword in his hand, and the magic trick was played, and the triple sword seal fell towards the figure that was as fast as the wind.

"Presumptuous!" Yu Qingyang shook off the dust, threw out three golden rays of light, fell to the ground and rolled several times before turning into three fierce beasts, hideously and terrifyingly blocking the retreat of the mysterious swordsman.

Purple Qi comes from the east, Sword Liuyun!

With similar moves and different effects, I saw the mysterious swordsman holding Song Si with his left hand, pulling the flying sword with his right hand, and the black and white Taiji diagram under his feet rotated out, enveloping a hundred miles of land, and the fierce and cold sword intent made the envoys of all countries present feel the fear of death.

"Presumptuous!" Yu Qingyang shouted.

"No!" exclaimed.

Ignoring the shouts of the great monks in the late Yuan Infant period, the infinite sword qi swept down like a storm, and the high-ranking monks held up their shields to resist. The Yuanying Great Cultivators present were even more angry in their hearts, but in order to protect the mortals under the sword qi, they couldn't fight back, so they could only sacrifice magic weapons, lay down layers of enchantments, and block one after another deadly sword qi.

But even so, after a round of sword qi, the Nine Nations Alliance still suffered thousands of casualties.

"Heartbreaking!"

"Demon monk, unforgivable!"

"Sin is unforgivable!"

......

The sword qi dissipated, the venue of the Nine Kingdoms was in shambles, and the angry cultivators were looking for the culprit of this disaster, but where were the mysterious swordsmen and Song Si in the field.

The three alien beasts that were connected by their hearts had already been smashed into pieces, and Yu Qingyang's consciousness was traumatized, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his face was extremely ugly.