The man quickly waved the sword in his hand, and one after another black light slashed towards the crimson giant mountain that was pressed from high in the sky, and the black light was extremely sharp, cutting away the crimson mountain layer by layer.

But in the end, the red mountain will be huge, and the black light will have to be cut off in a hurry, and the red mountain is already approaching.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man kicked his feet, turned into black light, and quickly escaped.

With a loud bang, the Crimson Mountain Range fell to the ground, the earth shook, and no dust was raised, but the red spiritual power flew around like dust, and for a while, these raised red spiritual power poured into Fu Thirteen's body again as if they were attracted.

The Thirteen Burial Thirteen, whose whole body was beating with crimson spiritual power, manifested, his burly posture and explosive muscles were really like that unshakable giant mountain.

"It's also a move for the immortal method! Presumably you are the first cultivator of this generation, Huaxin, right?"

Huaxin was shocked, although he knew that he was still famous in the local area, but for the immortal cultivators in this world, it was nothing, but the people in front of him had heard of him.

The immortal law of the person in front of him is so domineering, and this momentum is even better than him, if it is also a local person, why hasn't he heard of such a person, if it is not a local person, how does he know about himself?

In the fight just now, if Huaxin chose to dodge at the beginning, he would definitely be able to avoid it, but considering this kind of duel, he chose to avoid it at the beginning, which was obviously slightly lacking in momentum, which affected the mentality of the next battle, so he fought against the person in front of him. However, as a result, it still failed to win in momentum.

"Who are you, and how did you hear my name?" Although Huaxin did not have the advantage in the first shot, after a brief shock, he quickly came back to his senses, pointed his sword at Zang Thirteen, and asked.

"Me?" said Funeral Thirteen with a deep smile

"I'm just here to foil me, you don't need to know my name. ”

Huaxin eyebrows were deeply locked, and sure enough, he noticed two unusual breaths on the mountainside not far in front of him, and one of them was very stable in the adjustment of the breath, so steady that it made him a little scared.

What he didn't expect was that the person in front of him was so powerful, and he was only here to assist the person on the peak to compete for the position of the little path master. That major player, how powerful is it.

Thinking about it, his forehead was covered with sweat, in fact, he didn't think that he could win the position of the little Taoist master this time and participate in this competition, but he just wanted more people to see his strength, so that he would be more or less talked about by some people or that insignificant worship. And this kind of nothingness can be gathered into a force of faith, which is helpful to immortal cultivators.

For a casual cultivator, this extremely small power of belief is also extremely important, they do not have a sect to rely on, so they are extremely lacking in this power of faith, if they do not have this power of nothingness, it will be even more difficult to cultivate.

I thought that he should be able to have a few battles before he was eliminated, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered this great wilderness Jedi, he would encounter such a strong opponent, if he fled, I am afraid that those viewers would also say long and short things about him when they saw it, and when they returned to the local area, it was inevitable that there would be fewer people who admired him.

In the eyes of ordinary people, those who can cultivate immortals are called immortals, and they are happy to admire such characters just because they are ordinary people.

In the eyes of cultivators, the real immortal is immortal and immortal, and lives with the heavenly father.

In such a situation, it is not necessary to leave, and if you stay, you will lose.

Huaxin thought about it for a long time, and finally his eyes became firm, and said

"It's up to me to have the ability to win. Huaxin knew that when he fought with the person in front of him, the person on the peak would definitely not interfere, he just wanted to defeat the person in front of him, and didn't think about anything else.

The strength of the person in front of him is the same as him, he is in the second order of Yingshen, and it is difficult to decide who will kill the deer, so he can only fight to the death.

After that, his whole person turned into a black light and shot towards the burial thirteen, and as he got closer to the thirteenth of Tibet, the light on the sword that emitted black light became bigger and bigger, forming a light curtain of impact.

Zang Thirteen still smiled strangely, and gradually clenched his fists, and a stream of spiritual power gathered in his right hand, making his right hand look extremely hard.

Sure enough, when Huaxin's sword stabbed him, Zang Thirteen received the troops with his bare hands and firmly grasped the sword that exuded black light, after the sword was caught by Zang Thirteen, the light was restrained, Huaxin's pupils contracted, and he observed that he knew that the person in front of him also had an extraordinary physique, which was a spirit control body.

What is the control of the spirit body, this kind of physique is the ability to control all the spiritual power in the body to concentrate on one part of the body, so that this part has unexpected abilities. But once this is done, the rest of the body will inevitably be less protected by spiritual power, thus forming a weakness.

The strength of the physique can be constantly changing, there is no strongest physique, only the strongest comprehension body, the enlightener. These are the only abilities that the spirit control body originally possessed, and the rest need to be explored by people of this physique.

Sensing Zang Thirteen's physique, Huaxin's pupils contracted again, and his right hand was the palm, and he was about to slap at the other parts of Zang Thirteen, who knows, Zang Thirteen punched Huaxin in the face with a backhand.

Huaxin** itself is not its strong point, after receiving this punch, he was suddenly unable to grasp the sword in his hand, and the whole person flew sideways, smashing a pile of boulders.

"For the sword, the sword can't be grasped steadily, how can you fight with others. Zang Thirteen said with some sarcasm, a look of arrogance appeared on his face.

Immediately, Zang Thirteen threw aside the black sword that had faded in his hand, put his hands together, and was about to seal it, when the thrown sword suddenly shot towards Zang Thirteen with lightning speed.

Zang Thirteen was shocked, the seal was not formed, and the black light struck, the sword accurately pierced into the right arm of Zang Thirteen, when the sword was about to be inserted into the right chest, the Burial Thirteen gathered the spiritual power in the body to the place where the right arm was stabbed by the sword, and the fierce right arm tightened, and the sword was fixed on the right arm.

Blood dripped down Zang Thirteen's right arm and the black light sword, and finally his smile became a little reluctant, and he said

"Deliberately abandoning the sword, let me relax my vigilance? ”

"But" Zang Thirteen stretched out his left hand and pulled out the sword inserted in his right arm, and the wound, as the sword was pulled out, the blood suddenly surged, and then the whole right arm was smoothed

"So what?"

Zangsan tightened the muscles of his right arm, and the wound healed automatically, but the pain inside his right arm could not be contained. However, this kind of pain is nothing to Zang Thirteen.

Just as the spiritual power of Zang Thirteen was tightly concentrated on his right arm, the black light sword shook suddenly, broke away from Zang Thirteen's left hand, and slashed towards Zang Thirteen on his own. For this blow, Zang 13 had already taken precautions, and he easily jumped backwards, turned a few heels, and avoided such a blow.

For this kind of sword control ability, although Huaxin can use it, it is obviously slightly less powerful. So he raised his hand, and the sword that radiated black light returned to his hand.

After receiving the punch from Zang Thirteen just now, blood also flowed from the corners of Huaxin's mouth, and he felt that a few teeth in his mouth were about to fall out.

He moved his chin, rubbed his side face, stood up, and suddenly the spiritual power in his body frantically drilled out of his body, and the spiritual power made the void look a little folded, and the surroundings were like a raging wind.

Zang Thirteen knew that he was going to move the real thing, and there was no arrogant smile on his face, and he changed it to a strict sù.

"The sword is made of iron, the key to practicing the sword is the heart! The heart has the spirit of the sword of heaven and earth, and the person who has the sword is combined!" Huaxin closed his eyes and said to himself, and suddenly the spiritual power on his body dissipated, and the whole person calmed down.

But suddenly, he opened his eyes, and two black lights overflowed from his eyes, and the stone walls around him floated into the air, and the entire area began to tremble uncontrollably.

"The ultimate sword technique, the sword exterminates the nine styles!"