Chapter 121 After fighting for so long, you are actually a physical practitioner?

Chapter 121 After fighting for so long, you are actually a physical practitioner?

Wang Mu was a little speechless at this time.

This is the last day, everyone, please be patient, the rankings will be finalized tomorrow.

We have fought what needs to be fought, and our strengths have become clear, and everything is fine... right?

No, what do you all want from me?

Wang Mu just wanted to be among the top ten, and gaining a reputation would probably trigger the friendship of the heirs of the Sword Forging Sect.

"Fellow Taoist, would you like to spar with me on the last day?"

The speaker was Yan Wuxin from Qianzhou Fentian Temple. This guy had a burly face, a fiery red hair and eyes like blazing flames. He was a monk from Qianzhou.

He is still ranked second, almost tied with Ye Ge from Qianzhou Taixuan Dao Sect in first place!

The two had the same number of games and the same number of wins and losses. They had only played each other once, and it was almost a draw.

"Go away, go away. You, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, have the nerve to find a fellow Taoist who is at the ninth level of Qi training to compete with you?"

That Ye Ge came over and said proudly, "Fellow Taoist, you want to compete with me. I'm not strong. I just established the foundation not long ago! It's only in the early stages."

This man is dressed in white as snow and has a graceful demeanor. He comes from Qianzhou Taixuan Taoist Sect. He is proficient in all kinds of magic, especially thunder magic. His spiritual roots are extraordinary and his strength is boundless.

In these six days, I don’t know how many monks who were in the late stage of foundation building were defeated.

On the last day, everyone was basically just a bunch of people, just waiting to see where they would be on the potential list.

If you want to find someone to spar with someone, you can't find one. Many monks have been losing every time, and even if you want to challenge them to spar, you can't.

Wang Mu quietly plays a few games every day, and he plays very little, so he has no defeat so far.

Anyway, only the top ten are the most fiercely contested, and the ones behind are actually okay.

Because there are rewards for the top ten, and the rewards are not cheap, and the ones behind are just reputation rankings. Generally speaking, if you can get on the potential list and return to the sect, you will also get rewards.

"You guys..." Wang Mu hadn't spoken yet.

Is it too much at once?

Another monk came over.

"Fellow Taoist, why don't you compete with me? We are both swordsmen and sword sects."

A brave-looking woman with moon-white hair and long flowing hair came over and said with a smile, "I am a disciple of the Qianzhou Sword Sect. I have some connections with your Shangxiao Sword Sect. We were the same family hundreds of years ago. Well, I am also in the early stage of foundation building, and my cultivation level is not very advanced. It will be beneficial to each other if you and I learn swordsmanship from each other."

Wang Mu: "..."

In today's potential rankings, the top six records are almost identical.

Even the bottom four, except for the first day, are still chasing after them. They are only one or two games behind the top four, and the difference is only a slight difference.

Although there are differences in realm between the top ten in terms of strength, their level of strength and fighting skills are all within the same range.

They are in conflict with each other, so no one can do anything to the other.

So much so that the latter wants to catch up with the former, while the former wants to stabilize its ranking.

"You righteous disciples of Qianzhou, this is hypocrisy..." A slightly gloomy voice hissed, "If you don't compete with each other, you just want to pick the weak persimmon after the tenth. It seems that only one Qi training level can be stable. Win, right?”

"Sword Sect... Hey, fellow Taoist, why don't you spar with me? I'm an evil cultivator, just the type that everyone in your Sword Sect calls for beating. Please quickly come to the stage and ravage me! If you can kill me, , you have the ability."

"?" Wang Mu.

The person speaking is a fierce ghost from Wangui Sect.

It is rare for evil cultivators to be on the list.

In fact, most of the people who came to the Magpie Bridge Ceremony were decent disciples, and there were not many evil cultivators.

In the past few days, Wang Mu has watched a lot of fighting techniques. The methods of these evil cultivators are indeed rather vicious. Even if they are just right, the opponent's soul will be seriously injured after a battle and he will have to rest for a few days.

If it were to be a fight to the death in the outside world, people would probably be killed directly.

"It's good, it's good. You fellow Taoists are so powerful and want to bully a monk who is at the ninth level of Qi training. Why don't you have a discussion with me, Jinghai? I am willing to bear part of the disaster for this fellow Taoist."

A monk with naked arms, wearing a red cassock, nine scars on his head and a handsome face came over.

Wang Mu's heart moved, this is the pure sea of ​​Tibetan Buddhism.

Wang Mu of the Tibetan Buddhism Sect was quite impressed. This sect had a good relationship with the Sword Sect.

He is considered a half-righteous ally.

It's just that the wilderness is far away from Huangtian Continent, and only the disciples of the Sword Sect with advanced cultivation will travel and visit.

"Who wants to fight a stinky monk like you?" A charming voice sounded, and a emerald white dress came with the sound of jingling bells, "Hehe, hard, I just want to fight with this handsome little Talking about Taoism and martial arts, Hu Yuer from Qingqiu Mountain in Xia Lingzhou knows some basic magic."

"You're so weak, Brother Jian Zong, let's compete with me. If you lose to me, they won't be able to challenge you."

Wang Mu took a few steps back.

"You guys have gone too far!"

A man stepped forward and protected Wang Mu in front of him, "You want to bully my Sword Sect disciples and think that I have no one?"

This man was tall and burly, with a slight smell of alcohol on his body. He was really Zhou Kaizhi, Jiujianfeng's senior brother.

He is the senior brother that Wang Mu has been befriending at Jiujian Peak for a long time.

He is also the disciple of Shangxiao Sword Sect who can be ranked in the top ten of this generation's potential list.

It is said that he himself has been building a foundation in Jiujian Peak for more than ten years. He is a disciple with average talent but a bit of a late bloomer.

"It's just exchanges and discussions within normal rules." Ye Ge smiled slightly, "Why bully me? Besides, Taoist fellow Wang Mu can rank on the potential list for six days with the ninth level of Qi training, and his ranking has slightly improved. It is obvious that he is strong. Extraordinary, far beyond what ordinary Qi training realms can compare with.”

"You are the only Qi-training monk on the current potential list. Is it obvious?"

"We are just a little curious about him."

Wang Mu thought to himself, if you were not curious a few days ago, you are curious today, right?

I feel like I came prepared.

Yesterday, Wang Mu searched for the young man who made the sword again, but found that he still couldn't make friends with him.

It seems that he has to be in the top ten of this potential list, so Wang Mu just wants to be in the top ten on the last day.

Looking at this situation, it's impossible to get away with it.

Since I can’t get along...

"Are you curious?" Wang Mu glanced at the top ten geniuses, "Okay, let's do it one by one!"

"?" Everyone.

At this moment, many melon-eating people were watching.

Upon hearing this, the melon almost dropped to the ground.

"Junior brother, what are you..." Zhou Kaizhi scratched his head, "Did you drink too much again?"

None of the top ten are good!

"..." Wang Mu.

"People have come to pick me up. How come I, a disciple of the Sword Sect, are so timid?" Wang Mu said, "Senior brother, you are saying that, right? We sword cultivators are fearless, aren't we?"

"Well said!" Zhou Kaizhi's blood boiled, "Junior brother is indeed a person of good temperament and a superb wine artist. In this case, I will also compete with you later!"

"?" Wang Mu.

never mind.

Wang Mu felt that there was something wrong with these people, but he happened to be on the list to earn some reputation.

If you can't beat him, well... you have to beat him, otherwise the descendant of the Sword Forging Sect won't be able to trigger it, which would be quite troublesome.

Moreover, after observing the strength of the top ten in the past few days, Wang Mu felt that he could still beat them.

By the way, test your strength again...

Upon seeing this, many melon-eaters immediately took up their posture and watched with interest.

The battle between Qi-training realm monks and Foundation-building realm monks is nothing new.

There are leaps and bounds in wars every year, and it is a common thing in the world of immortal cultivation in Jiuzhou.

It's just that there are three, six or nine levels of Foundation Establishment Realm.

The top ten on the potential list are all famous genius monks from various continents and sects.

It can be said that at every Magpie Bridge event, the monks who are not on the list may soar into the sky in the future.

But if you are a monk on the potential list, you will definitely be the core of a sect in the future, a disciple who is outstanding in all aspects and has a bright future!

The Magpie Bridge Festival has been held for many times, and someone has already made statistics.

Not to mention the top ten, there are forty-nine on the potential list, all with high potential, almost all of them can cross the Nascent Soul threshold!

Especially among the top ten, those who are extremely talented, some can even reach the top of Nascent Soul within a hundred years and get a glimpse of the gods.

A century-old Nascent Soul must be a first-rate genius in today's world of immortal cultivation.

Therefore, these Foundation Establishment Realm monks are not Foundation Establishment Realm disciples from ordinary sects!

At this moment, listening to Wang Mu's words, several people looked at each other and were a little stunned.

There was obviously some surprise.

"Tell me, who comes first?"

Wang Mu glanced at several people.

"I, I, I..."

Several people were very interested.

"Stop arguing!" Wang Mu pointed at one of them, "Just you."

"Eh?" Yan Wuxin, the disciple of Burning Heaven Temple who was selected, was stunned at first, and then looked ecstatic.

It felt like winning the lottery.

Now his previous results are almost the same. As long as he wins one game, he will definitely catch up with Yeager and rank first in the potential list!

Number one on the potential list!

Such fame, honor...and rewards are so exciting to imagine!

The most important thing is that the opponent is just a monk at the ninth level of the Qi training realm, and it will take a lot of effort to win on his own.

Even if those guys come to challenge later, he can continue to draw and maintain his record.

Because the latter lost, they no longer need to challenge. They can directly reject others, which will make it difficult for others to improve their performance.

Simply...

How wonderful!

"Okay, okay, fellow Taoist, I'm determined to be your friend!" Yan Wuxin laughed loudly, "After the potential ranking is over, come to my Fentian Temple when you have time, and I will treat you well!"

The expressions of the other people changed one after another and they sighed.

Especially Ye Ge, who was first on the list, could only shake his head helplessly when he looked at himself at the top of the list.

"Come on stage!"

Today, the notary of the Creation Sect has become that Xuan Mingzi.

Because the fight on the last day is often the most intense and... the most interesting.

"Your opponent is a monk in the middle stage of foundation building. My little fellow Taoist, you have to think carefully."

Xuan Mingzi, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, gently stroked his long beard and glanced at Wang Mu, "His strength is very strong."

Of course it's stronger.

Fentian Temple is one of the best sects in Qianzhou, and it follows a specialized route, cultivating the Five Elements of Divine Fire alone. It is said that there is a Heavenly Fire Avenue inside the sect, and there are divine flames to suppress it. Moreover, this sect is a sect that is good at fighting.

Originally, fire-based monks often also served as alchemy masters, but there was no alchemy master in Fentian Temple. All magic and magical powers were related to combat.

The strength is extraordinary.

Wang Mu nodded. He didn't expect that he could make friends with these people through discussions.

That's great.

Because these guys are too strong, have good backgrounds, and rely on large sects, they are all talented people.

If you are not a monk of the same level, it would be very difficult for you to make friends with a monk from a strange sect.

Wang Mu doesn't mind making friends with more talented monks from other sects.

If you go out for a trip or something happens, you might as well have someone to take care of you...

Wang Mu felt that he could make friends with any sect monks from the neutral camp as long as they were not evil sects.

The most important thing…

"If we have a good relationship, maybe we can learn some techniques from other sects..."

To be honest, the sword sect's secret skill is the sword art. Although there are other spells, they are all superficial and cannot be said to be very advanced.

For example, fire magic.

Wang Mu possesses the rare divine flame of heaven and earth, the True Yang Star Flame. If it is only used for refining elixirs, it would be a bit underwhelming for such a divine flame.

If one could learn some more sophisticated magical powers, exert the power of this divine flame, and then integrate the sword arts of the Sword Sect, then one would have more backup methods and trump cards.

If you want to learn other exquisite Five Elements techniques, the Sword Sect does not have them, so you have to find other sects.

However, the secret knowledge of any sect will not be easily passed on to others. This involves the inheritance of the sect's orthodoxy.

Make more friends with monks from other sects and build a good relationship, then you will have the opportunity to learn the secrets of other sects...

It’s just more difficult…

And this Yan Wuxin, from Qianzhou Fentian Temple, is the monk that Wang Mu has seen in the past few days... and wants to make friends with the most.

A master of fire magic.

To be honest, Wang Mu also wants to learn.

The two came to the high platform.

"Fellow Taoist, just use your full strength!" Yan Wuxin said loudly, "Don't hold back, I won't use the magic weapon, you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, he stood there, and five blue-purple flames rose around him, slowly rotating behind him.

This is a high-level fire technique, the Wuding Spiritual Flame Technique.

Those five flames are special spiritual flames condensed by Yan Wuxin. They are warmed and maintained in the body using secret methods. They become longer and longer. After a few years of success, they will have some spirituality and turn into acquired fire spirits. This fire spirit is used by fire monks. In other words, if you advance, you can attack from a distance, if you retreat, you can defend at close range, and if you apply it to life, you can also increase yourself, which is extremely powerful.

This kind of technique does not exist in the Sword Sect.

It is Fentianguan's unique fire-based technique, an original creation.

Just like the sword techniques of the major peaks of the Sword Sect.

In the past six days, Wang Mu watched Yan Wuxin easily defeat many monks with this technique.

As long as an ordinary monk attacks, before he gets close to Yan Wuxin, he will be swarmed by the five fire spirit gods and surrounded.

Only when facing a stronger Foundation Establishment Stage monk, Yan Wuxin would collect the five spirit fire dings in his body and use spells to fight against the enemy.

Wang Mu pondered for a few seconds.

The top ten monks in the foundation-building stage are all very strong. They either have special spiritual roots, are pregnant with strange bodies, have magical powers, are invincible physically, or have excellent inheritance. There will always be one who stands out.

This Yan Wuxin possesses fire spirit roots no less than Luo Qifang's, and the abundant fire spirit power throughout his body is already a sign that the technique has been refined to perfection.

The fiery red hair represents a unique family inheritance. This guy's parents are definitely not weak.

No wonder, although several of them have fought against each other, they all ended in draws. It is very difficult to defeat such foundation-building monks.

Everyone stared with burning eyes.

The potential battle on the last day was indeed exciting.

After shooting arrows for several days, Wang Mu couldn't shoot anymore this time.

The opponent's strength is much stronger than that of the Chiyan witch.

"Then I won't be polite."

Wang Mu decided to fight quickly, and he didn't know how much spiritual power these foundation-building stages had.

I am only at the twelfth level of Qi Entraining Technique.

"Come boldly!" Yan Wuxin said calmly.

Wang Mu's eyes were fixed, and the sword light appeared in his palm. With a slight shake of his fingertips, a flying sword as big as a toothpick was flicked out and turned into a normal flying sword form. It turned slightly in mid-air and glowed slightly. The sword light flew away.

"Sword-controlling skills?" Yan Wuxin was slightly startled, "Are you looking down on me a little bit..."

Just thinking about it.

The sword light was as fast as thunder, slashing towards Yan Wuxin.

"There's something wrong with this sword-controlling technique! It's so fast!" Yan Wuxin was startled, and then with a thought, a ball of Wuding spirit flames flew out to block him.

In an instant, the flying sword slashed down, and it was indistinguishable from the group of spiritual flames, directly exploding into endless waves of flames.

The spiritual flame was instantly chopped away, and the flying sword also flew out, and the whole body was dyed with a streak of fire.

Yan Wuxin's eyes narrowed and he immediately felt something was wrong.

Many monks below also let out a slight cry.

"Is the Sword Sect's sword control so powerful?"

"The power of this sword-controlling technique is completely different from mine!"

"The spirit flame generated by the Wuding Spiritual Flame Technique integrates offense and defense. How could it be broken by a low-level sword technique? This is an intermediate-level technique. Yan Wuxin has obviously practiced it to a perfect state, and its actual combat power is no less than that of some high-level techniques. It’s law.”

"The flying sword is a magic weapon, and sword control is different when it is blessed by a magic weapon. Otherwise, how can we say that sword cultivation is good at attack?"

…

However.

The extinguished group of spiritual flames immediately turned into countless flames, which quickly gathered behind Yan Wuxin again.

Within a few seconds, it was restored.

It can be seen that the intermediate skills that have been cultivated to perfection can be seen.

"It's not that simple to break my Wuding Spiritual Flame Technique." Yan Wuxin narrowed his eyes.

It is indeed not simple. After these five fire spirits are warmed to perfection, the spiritual flames will grow together. As long as the monk has enough spiritual power in his body, he can recover instantly.

Unless all five spiritual flames are destroyed instantly.

But is it that simple?

"Just a flying sword won't do it."

"One handful is not enough, then two." Wang Mu said.

After saying that, he waved his palm again.

Another flying sword flew out of his hand and turned into a flying sword.

Subsequently.

Whistle rustle!

Five consecutive flying swords flew out in an instant, glowing with hot sword light, and struck Yan Wuxin from different directions.

At this moment, countless eyes looked slightly stunned.

Even Yan Wuxin opened his eyes wide:

"Interesting, how can you, a monk in the Qi Realm, get such strong spiritual consciousness and spiritual power that you can activate five flying swords to perform sword control?"

Whether it's sword tactics or magic techniques.

The essence requires both spiritual power and divine consciousness to be driven.

Casting a spell requires a certain amount of spiritual power and consciousness.

And the flying sword is not an arrow!

The spiritual power and consciousness that need to be consumed far exceed that of arrows.

Especially for Qi-training monks, they can perform the sword-controlling technique for a long time, but if they use the flying sword to control the sword-controlling technique at the same time, it is equivalent to consuming a large amount of spiritual consciousness and spiritual power at the same time.

It's impossible to bear it.

Apart from anything else, it is impossible for divine consciousness alone to control so much.

and…

The five flying swords in different directions, the sword light is like thunder and lightning, outlines the flow marks in the air, the power and agility are not reduced at all!

Five spiritual flames flew out from behind Yan Wuxin and instantly stood in five directions around Yan Wuxin, turning into a shield-shaped flame.

"This thing can also transform..."

Wang Mu said in surprise.

This spell is powerful.

Boom!

The flying sword fell, and the fire shield instantly shattered, exploding into even hotter flames.

At the same time, the five flying swords were all stained with a faint scorching flame, and their power was greatly reduced.

During the fight, the wear resistance of the magic weapon dropped quickly, and there was nothing that could be done about it... So Yan Wuxin didn't want to use the magic weapon, just because he didn't want to waste the durability of the magic weapon... and he didn't just look down on Wang Mu.

now…

Yan Wuxin let out a big breath, his eyes flashed with surprise, he breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"It's a pity that you can only wield five flying swords. If you had one more..."

"oh?"

Wang Mu raised his hand and a flying sword flew over again.

This time, Wang Mu used the top-quality flying sword, which was also the trump card of Wang Mu's many flying swords, the Flying Cloud Flying Sword.

let's go!

The increase brought by the top-quality flying swords is the sword technique, and the bonus to its own power is unparalleled!

Wang Mu has refined a lot of flying swords. Sometimes when he goes out to practice the Mountain and Sea Body Refining Technique, he will hunt some ferocious beasts in the godswood forest to collect materials for refining.

He has a lot of Feijian reserves.

It's just that the best flying swords are too difficult to come out. In addition to the one he picked out in the first action, Wang Mu also came out with another one last month after so long, and he plans to keep it for himself.

As a sword cultivator, you can lack any magical weapon, but you cannot lack the flying sword.

Yan Wuxin: "?"

How many flying swords do you have?

He was just about to resist, but found that this flying sword was far from comparable to the previous ones. It was not only faster, but also more powerful.

He hadn't even activated the magic formula in his body, and before the five spiritual flames had recovered, the flying sword was already hanging above his head.

The swallowed sword light had already cut a strand of his fiery red hair.

Click till then.

"Fellow Taoist, you lose." Wang Mu said.

The whole place fell silent.

Yan Wuxin felt dizzy and dizzy, why the hell was I defeated by a single move of sword control?

I…

Careless, careless!

He still has a lot of fighting power, but that's how fighting is. His life has been strangled, and if he loses, he loses.

It doesn’t matter whether you are careless or not.

"Wang Mu, win." Xuan Mingzi nodded with a smile and said in a majestic voice.

The whole place was in an uproar...

The top ten and second place just lost.

Lost to a low-level sword technique, which is also a sword-controlling technique that many monks know...

"No, do you call that sword control?"

"The best flying sword, so rich!"

"The quality and power of the low-grade Chiyun Flying Sword are absolutely top-notch! The power and speed are significantly higher than the previous ones!"

"Is the Sword Mastery of Shangxiao Sect so strong?"

"The Shangxiao Sword Sect has a unique cultivation method, so it is naturally strong...but it is so strong..."

"This fellow Taoist Wang Mu is not weak in fighting skills. I have seen that Yan Wuxin will always be a little careless when facing him at the ninth level of Qi training... He will decide the world with one blow... Finally, he will take out the best flying sword..."

…

On the Jianzong side, the disciples were sometimes excited and sometimes silent.

Excited by Wang Mu's achievements, silent by the power of the sword technique.

Especially with so many flying swords...

"How high are the Sword Forging Skills with a Clear Mind and the Sword Skills with a Quiet Mind? Is it possible that they are perfect?" Zhou Kaizhi swallowed, "I have been practicing for nearly ten years, and I can only do this in the later stages of foundation building... Su Yu, you have these two basic skills. How's the technique going?"

"Ahem..." Su Yu said, "It's not bad, there's still room for improvement."

"……"disciple.

"Too strong..." Zhou Kaizhi thought to himself, "Fortunately, I didn't play just now, otherwise I might not be able to beat Junior Brother Wang in a fight."

On stage.

Wang Mu’s hands were hot.

"Everyone, who else can come and try to fight with me?"

Wang Mu looked at several fellow Taoists with fiery eyes in the audience.

Winning is easier.

Yan Wuxin staggered when he just got off.

He looked at Ye Ge and others silently and said:

"This kid is not simple, so be careful."

"Qi, it's just that you're too weak." Ye Ge stood with his hands behind his back, "Look at me, the thing I'm not afraid of the most is flying swords!"

After saying this, he walked onto the stage.

"This guy..." Yan Wuxin was speechless.

Fentianguan and Taixuan Daozong are half rivals.

The reason is very simple. The Taixuan Dao Sect specializes in thunder and soul, and the power of thunder and fire is the most powerful in the world of immortality.

Which one is strong and which one is weak is a proposition that has been difficult to distinguish for thousands of years.

Many monks believe that the power of thunder is close to the thunder tribulation of heaven, but far above the flames.

But in the flames, there are also divine flames of heaven and earth, and their power is not inferior to that of thunder blessed by the power of heaven and earth.

There is a debate about strength and weakness, and the sect is the opponent.

Yeager takes the stage.

Although the top ten in the potential list does not entirely mean combat power, but a ranking of personal potential. But a six-day winning streak, mostly in one move and one second, is enough to prove that he is very strong.

Ye Ge and Yan Wuxin played twice, and both games were draws.

These two techniques are in conflict with each other, and with full force, it is difficult to distinguish between winning and losing.

But if he were to face other monks, he would be invincible.

The noble thunder monk is powerful and can directly attack the soul. The powerful power of thunder can even obliterate the spirituality in the magic weapon and make it lose its power.

It is stronger than some evil spells.

Many monks are unwilling to face it.

At the same time, the Taixuan Dao Sect's spiritual consciousness cultivation technique is also unique in the world of immortality.

If you want to control the power of thunder, your spiritual consciousness is too weak and you can't even hold it.

Wang Mu was also very impressed. They were all talented monks and they had to make friends with them.

For the righteous monks, only by winning can they prove their strength and win their friendship.

Monk Qianzhou is reserved and arrogant, but he is also magnanimous.

"I'll just throw out one move, and if you can take it, I'll admit defeat." Ye Ge said, "You have fought once before. I don't like taking advantage of others, how about that?"

"Okay, then I will only use one move." Wang Mu said.

"Very good, you have courage!" Ye Ge still stood with his hands behind his back, his purple robe was spotless, and under the jade crown on his head was a full head of long flowing hair, which was blowing in the wind at the moment, making him look full of elegance.

"Come!"

Ye Ge took a deep breath, and purple beads suddenly appeared in his palms.

"Tai Xuan God, gather thunder to purge."

"Zhou Xiao Huangwei, listen to my orders!"

"Edict!"

As Ye Ge softly chanted, his whole body was filled with spiritual power, and a ghostly shadow seemed to come out of his body, raising his hands to the sky, and attracting the gods.

In an instant, the purple beads flew into the sky.

In this space, clouds suddenly rolled in, but as soon as you saw it, a huge vortex formed, like the power of heaven and earth, moving in all directions, endless!

Boom!

The thundercloud formed.

Taixuan Dao Sect's high-level thunder method, Tian Lei Yin.

With the power of powerful spiritual thoughts and spiritual power, the sky lightning from outside the sky was triggered to strike, and the bombing was carried out in all directions without blind spots.

What magic weapon and magical power can be struck by lightning!

High-level spells, even if you are just getting started, are far more powerful than ordinary spells.

Especially Leifa.

Ye Ge is very smart. He is obviously new to high-level magic. When it comes to serious fighting, the casting time is long, and monks in the same realm will not give him time to prepare.

To avoid damaging your magic weapon.

Once the bombardment of this technique starts, it will not stop in a short while.

So he directly agreed on a move with Wang Mu, and he had enough time to cast the spell...

So treacherous.

"good."

Ye Ge looked at the whirlpool of thunder clouds as dark as the eye of heaven, and was very satisfied with its power.

Once this move came out, he could guarantee that not many people present could take it.

Neither can Yan Wuxin.

Unless you specialize in earth magic, you must have intermediate earth magic or above.

It's a pity that there are few among the top twenty who specialize in earth magic.

There is also the body cultivation of Tripitaka Buddhism, which is indeed abnormal.

The Vajra body of Tripitaka Buddhism, with its Vajra bones, is extremely immune to spells, and may be able to take it.

Besides that...

Flying sword?

Fly, fly up and a thunder will split you into mortal iron!

Everyone tightened their clothes inexplicably, and a faint pressure hung over the hearts of countless cultivators.

"It's good, it's good..." Jinghai of the Dazang Buddhism couldn't help but shook his head, "Almsgiver Ye missed it and actually cast a high-level spell... That Sword Sect monk, surrender quickly, otherwise your body will be unbearable. The physical body will be burnt and numb, and the soul will be damaged in severe cases!"

Everyone thinks so.

Casting high-level spells obviously means the same thing.

You just admit defeat.

"That won't work. I said each would use his own move." Wang Mu shook his head and said, "I haven't made a move yet?"

Look at the rolling thunderclouds.

Wang Mu directly took out the Collapse Mountain Bow.

Everyone was slightly shocked when they saw this. Are they still using bows and arrows at this time?

Magical weapons such as flying swords cannot withstand the power of thunder, so what use are mere arrows?

However, this time, Wang Mu did not take out arrows, but instead took out three special small flying swords.

He put the flying sword on the bow and stringed it, and his power suddenly came out. The muscles hidden under his clothes tightened the clothes.

Bend over, your body is like the dark moon.

Shoot straight out.

Whoosh!

boom!

Three meteor-like sword lights were juxtaposed and shot towards the Eye of Thunder Cloud that was about to strike down.

But in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into it.

The next moment!

The eye of thunder that was about to burst out suddenly flashed countless thunderbolts, flashed with a roar, and exploded on the spot!

The clouds and thunder in the sky spread across the clouds under these three arrows and turned into rolling black thunder, which no longer had any power.

This huge momentum made many monks stunned.

"Broken... Broken?" Ye Ge was stunned for a moment.

Does this destroy my high-level spells?

What kind of archery is this?

No, it's not archery...

Ye Ge looked at Wang Mu blankly.

The flying sword takes off into the sky and rushes into the thunder clouds, and will lose its power in an instant unless...

Are you already ready to abandon the flying sword and detonate it?

He suddenly remembered that the Shangxiao Sword Sect had a wonderful sword technique.

"Qiankun Sword!" Below, Su Yu's eyes widened, "Junior brother actually learned this move?"

That's right, only the Qiankun sword has such power.

Of those three swords, one was a top-quality flying sword, and two were good-quality flying swords.

With more than ten times the power, it was skillfully launched with a bow and arrow, directly detonating the Eye of Thunder Cloud.

Strong explosion, winning chain reaction.

This caused the spell to dissipate before it fell.

As the dark clouds and thunder arcs gradually dissipated... the space fell into a strange silence.

The sky became clear again.

Xuan Mingzi in mid-air still smiled and said:

"Wang Mu wins, he has won twice."

On stage.

Ye Ge clasped his hands and said:

"Awesome, Taoist friend is not only rich and powerful, but he also performed this sword technique just right. He used the Qiankun sword to crush my Heavenly Thunder Yin. I learned it. I lost this move."

"I never thought that your sword sect had this trick..."

He said it very frankly.

"Concession." Wang Mu said.

"I originally thought that I would have a hard time losing in this potential ranking. I would only get a draw at most. I didn't expect to lose at your hands." Ye Ge still stood with his hands behind his hands and said, "Brother Wang, if you travel to Qianzhou, come to my house when you have time." Xuan Dao Sect, sit down."

After saying that, he walked off the stage, neatly and neatly.

"Who else is there?" Wang Mu said.

This fight is still fun.

The remaining people hesitated.

Okay, now both the first and second players on the potential list have been defeated.

The rest of them are just like each other. If they use all their strength to take action on stage, it will be easy to make people laugh if they win, and if they lose, it will add to their defeat.

It seems like it's really bad.

the other side.

"Why is this guy... getting stronger and stronger?" Qin Yuyan's beautiful eyes were wandering. He was in a trance just now. He looked at the other people, "Isn't it? Are you scared? Come on, every one of them is real!" "

"I can't even defeat a Qi-training disciple..."

…

After a while.

Finally someone stood up.

The pure sea from Tripitaka Buddhism.

"Fellow Taoist, I want to try your sword skills." Jinghai walked up and smiled.

Wang Mu looked at him.

The impression this person gave him was a bit like Fa Hai...

"If you can break my defense, consider me a loser." Jinghai said, "I am a member of the Buddhist sect and do not like attacking and killing techniques, so I will not attack."

When everyone heard this, many of the monks who fought with him trembled.

Not only did he not like to attack, he was just as defensive as a tortoise. After beating the latter until he had no spiritual power, he gave up.

"This monk..." Ye Ge, who had just come down, breathed secretly.

Among the top ten, if there were no rules and there was a real fight, he would be somewhat sure of winning.

Only this one doesn't work.

It's so meaty.

The Vajra Buddha Bone of Dazang Buddhism is too immune to all kinds of spells. His thunder method struck him, and the power was weakened by more than half.

Among the top ten, only the Qianyuan Sword Sect might be able to stabilize him.

Because the Qianyuan Sword Sect's sword techniques are very powerful and good at defeating one another, it is possible to break the monk's defense.

"The sword of Qiankun is very powerful... but this thing consumes a lot of money... In terms of sword control, it has no power against a monk." Ye Ge thought to himself, there is no way he still has so many top-quality flying swords, right?

This idea is what many monks think.

Wang Mu really doesn't have that many top-grade flying swords, he only has two, and he still needs to use one.

The other handle has been used.

Walk to the stage.

Jinghai clasped his hands together, a golden light shone around his body, and a majestic shadow appeared from around him.

His whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of golden luster like glass.

The muscles began to expand, covering up the cassock outside.

Although he is bald, he has a jade-like face and looks like a very handsome young man.

At this moment, he is as different as a holy monk who has practiced for hundreds of generations.

"Qi... If you join our sect and learn a little bit of charm skills, a young monk like this who is not deeply involved in the world will be able to break his diamond glazed body with just one look." Qin Yuyan on the other side curled his lips, originally planning to let Wang Mu He lost, but now he was thinking about how to let Wang Mu win.

The Vajra Glazed Body is a Buddhist body cultivation secret technique. When functioning, the body is like glazed glass and the heart is like a Buddha. It is invulnerable to all external laws and the inner heart is solemn and sacred. It is said that only a powerful spiritual attack can break through the defense.

Any other magical powers are extremely difficult to break through from the outside.

The most important thing is to restrain those powerful spells.

"You can't win with your junior brother's sword control skills." Zhou Kaizhi pondered in the audience, "Even if there are two perfect auxiliary skills, blessed by the best flying sword, it is unlikely to be broken. This is the best secret skill of physical cultivation. Even if it is a sword art, it must be an extremely powerful mid-level sword art.

"Senior Brother Su, apart from sword control and the Qiankun sword, what else did you teach him?"

"Well, there's only Wan Jian Jue."

"The Ten Thousand Sword Art is an intermediate sword art, the upper level of sword control. It is indeed very powerful, but this technique consumes a lot of energy. At least it has to be highly accomplished to be possible. In the current state of the junior brother, it is impossible to use it. This kind of sword technique that consumes spiritual power." Zhou Kaizhi frowned and shook his head, "The Tripitaka Buddhism Sect has quite a relationship with my sword sect. Many senior brothers have had some experience with each other and have some understanding. If you want to break this Vajra Glazed Body, with the junior brother's current situation The state is unlikely.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wang Mu raise the top-quality flying sword again.

In a rotating posture, it surges into the sky.

In an instant, a sword light condensed by spiritual power began to rotate around like a copy.

But in the blink of an eye, dozens of sword lights appeared...

In the blink of an eye, there are already hundreds of sword lights...

Seeing this, many Jian Sect disciples were stunned.

"The True Thousand Sword Jue...wait...this is..."

The sword light is endless...

Perfect the Ten Thousand Swords Technique!

In an instant, the sky was filled with sword light.

When everyone saw this, they were horrified.

The Sword Sect's Ten Thousand Sword Art is an extremely famous sword art.

It's just that, in theory, it can be used in the Qi Training Realm, but in fact, even disciples in the Foundation Establishment Realm may not be able to use it.

Especially the higher the realm, the more powerful this move is, the more sword light there is, and the higher the consumption of spiritual power.

If the cultivation level is not deep enough, it is difficult to activate.

At this moment, Wang Mu, who had fought two battles in a row... was just a monk at the ninth level of Qi training...

Why didn't you take any pills to recover? How could you have so much spiritual power?

Jinghai was a little stunned, and then he was overwhelmed by the sword light in the sky.

The sword light was like a missile bombing, aimed at his position, and almost overturned the entire afterlife platform.

The ground was shaking, and the sword light in the sky was not only extremely intimidating, but also extremely beautiful!

"..."

Wang Mu has never used this perfect state of Ten Thousand Sword Art before, this is the first time he uses it.

This move is different from many games. It is not a simple group attack. It is even stronger for a single target. Because it is controllable, the landing point of the sword light can be controlled within a certain range.

The power is even stronger.

Far from being comparable to sword control.

But this is the advanced sword technique of sword control!

The disadvantage is indeed obvious, it consumes too much.

With Wang Mu's current twelfth-level Qi-Entraining Technique, he could barely perform it two or three times.

For a normal ninth-level Qi training disciple, the Wan Jian Jue at this level would be very difficult to perform even once. If there is no pill recovery, it is possible that the spiritual power will be drained directly.

It is also possible to reduce the consumption of spiritual power, but the power of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique displayed in that way will be far less powerful than it is now.

After a while.

The smoke disappeared.

Jinghai's whole body was in tatters, and there were all kinds of cracks in his diamond body like glass.

He was breathing heavily, looking inexplicably excited.

"I lost."

Jinghai said loudly, "Thank you, fellow Taoist. I haven't felt this good for a long time. Ever since I practiced this glazed diamond body, I can no longer feel pain. For me, it's really a torture."

"Suffering pain again today is like being reincarnated!"

"..." Wang Mu.

I'm afraid this monk is seriously ill.

Jinghai walked down and everyone fell silent.

Another loss.

Won three games in a row.

And they are all top ten Foundation Establishment monks...

He is just a monk at the ninth level of Qi training realm...

But at this time, Wang Mu's face looked a little pale, because the spiritual power was suddenly poured out just now... obviously the consumption was a bit large.

Everyone could see that Wang Mu had consumed a lot of energy at this time and was a bit exhausted.

Want to continue?

Wang Mu looked at Xuan Mingzi above and asked:

"Senior, where am I ranked now?"

"In terms of record, we can only rank tenth." Xuan Mingzi paused, "But the potential list is based on potential, and your potential can be ranked in the top three."

From seventeenth to the top three, three games alone are indeed not enough.

But potential is not just about the number of games played, but also about quality.

Cutting down these three games is more exaggerated than playing ten games at random...

"Can you get to first place?"

"You win one more game..." Xuan Mingzi thought for a while, "You should be able to rank first, but at this time you only have less than 20% of your spiritual power left, so you can't fight..."

There really aren’t many left.

The first two games were also exhausting. After using the Ten Thousand Sword Art in the third game, Wang Mu now only had one to two percent of his spiritual power left.

Everyone was stunned after hearing this.

"There are one or two levels left?" Many monks were dumbfounded. "After using this Ten Thousand Sword Art, does it still have spiritual power?"

Is this really the ninth level of Qi training?

Many other monks couldn't help but have this idea in their minds...

"Could it be..." Only Zhou Kai and other Sword Sect disciples thought of something, "The Shangxiao Qi Entrainment Technique has broken through the limit of the ninth level?"

Many Jian Zong disciples looked at each other.

"Although I still have 20% of my spiritual power, I can't do much, right? It's time for junior brother to come down...Second place is already strong enough. Senior brother was only second place back then."

However…

Wang Mu on the stage thought for a while and said:

"Everyone, there's only one game left, who's going to take part?"

Everyone: "..."

"What does this guy want to do?" Qin Yuyan on the other side stood up, speechless, "Now that this is the situation, you still want to fight, right?"

Seeing now, her mind has changed and her plans are messed up again...

Originally I was waiting for myself to take action...but I didn't expect...

Eh…

The people below, look at me, I look at you...

"Isn't it too much to come here at this time?" The remaining people whispered.

"Then I'll be the only one to do it." The devil from the Wangui Sect sneered, "You decent disciples care about reputation, but I don't care! I'll be the one to finish him off with the final blow!"

Several people frowned slightly.

Just at this time, a figure rushed up first.

"This ugly woman." The fierce ghost cursed secretly.

The one who took the stage was Tantai Shaoyu from the Qianyuan Sword Sect.

"Fellow Taoist, I will take care of your situation." Tantai Shaoyu smiled slightly. "You and I are both sword cultivators. You don't have much spiritual power now. If you can catch my sword, how about I lose?"

Wang Mu thought to himself, he is worthy of being an upright disciple, he is really fastidious.

He originally thought that at this time, the evil cultivator from Wangui Sect would appear.

I didn't expect to be beaten to the spot by this one.

"Okay." Wang Mu said, "We are all sword cultivators, so just don't give in. I will pick up your sword."

This Tantai Shaoyu has a heroic appearance, which gives people a sense of sharpness like a green sword bone. At first glance, he is a good swordsman.

Tantai Shaoyu was stunned, thought for a while, nodded and said:

"Okay, I won't release the water."

She came here because she didn't want the people from the Wangui Sect to take advantage of her, so she just had to take action in a controlled manner.

Unexpectedly, I asked not to release the water, then...

Wang Mu sat down and meditated while holding his breath:

"bring it on."

When Tantai Shaoyu saw this, he felt a little amused. Even now, his tone was still so calm.

Is there some killer move hidden in this?

Thinking of this, she decided not to let go.

Anyway, just one move, just give the other party respect.

That is a sword.

Then use this trick...

Tantai Shaoyu stood solemnly, and from a point in the void, a clear sword light flew out. The pure white sword light was as dazzling as the sun.

Qianyuan Sword Sect is the top sword sect in Qianzhou. Its reputation is slightly inferior to that of Shangxiao Swordsman in the world of immortal cultivation in Jiuzhou, but it is more famous than Shangxiao Swordsman in Qianzhou.

It contains the Tianyuan Sword Code, which emphasizes the power of oneself, can condense the unique sword power, and use the powerful power of heaven to burst out powerful offensive power and destroy everything.

This way is the way of swordsmanship that abandons all magic and defense. It is purer than the Shangxiao Sword Sect.

But when it comes to Guangbo authentic sect, Jian sect is still the main one.

"I will use my sword to gain fame and defeat you with my sword."

"The power of this sword technique is not inferior to that of your sword sect's Qiankun sword, so be careful!"

Tantai Shaoyu groaned softly, and several light spots suddenly appeared all over his body, like some kind of mysterious joints.

With a sword of defeat, he used the spiritual energy in his body to counteract it, and after destroying himself and injuring himself, he exploded with a powerful aura of his own. This aura was combined with the opposing spiritual power to activate a powerful sword technique.

It is still an intermediate sword technique, but its power is even more terrifying...

She groaned slightly, her face turned slightly pale, and several spiritual essences actually poured out of her body, gathering happily on the clear long sword.

As if being charged, the clear flying sword suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and struck towards Wang Mu like a nuclear bomb.

The power of this sword is even stronger than Wang Mu's Qiankun sword.

It's just that the Qiankun sword can be used multiple times in an instant.

And this is really only one sword.

"This sword is slightly similar to the Qiankun sword..."

The similarity is that the Qiankun Sword is a unique spiritual power-destroying sword formed by the collision of spiritual powers, which explodes in power.

This sword is a powerful force that is injected into the sword after the spiritual power in the body is counterbalanced. It does not harm the sword itself. Although it is more powerful, this sword alone does damage. itself.

One destroys the sword in exchange for strength, and the other destroys himself in exchange for strength.

That’s why it’s called the Sword of Defeat.

Wang Mu closed his eyes and did not dodge or dodge. He saw the sword coming, but he just stretched out his hand and clenched it into a fist...

Everyone thought that he had some magic skills that he had not yet used, but they did not expect that he would use this method to receive the sword, and they were immediately stunned...

But the next second.

Wang Mu punched the long sword.

The whole body is running like a high-precision machine, from the muscles and bones to the organs and blood marrow, it seems to be condensed in an instant.

The mountain and sea spirit patterns behind him shone slightly.

The majestic power gathered on this punch and directly hit the clear flying sword that was coming.

Boom!

In an instant, the majestic sword energy suddenly exploded, forming a terrifying cloud.

call out…

A long sword fell from the clouds like a golden crow and plunged straight into Tantai Shaoyu's side, embedded three points lower than Tantai Shaoyu.

"?" Tantai Shaoyu.

"?" Everyone.

what's the situation?

what happened?

Xuan Mingzi in the void looked slightly stunned, as if he did not expect such a situation to happen...

After a while, the clouds dispersed.

Wang Mu still sat there meditating, but withdrew his fist.

The clothes all over his body, because the air waves were too strong, had some holes blown out, making them look a little tattered, exposing the intact muscles...

Piece by piece, even and perfect.

"Well, I won." Wang Mu stood up and waved his sleeves.

Unexpectedly, Wang Mu sighed inwardly as he had to rely on his fists to solve the problem in the end.

At this moment, an idea came to everyone's mind, and they looked at Wang Mu with their mouths open...

Physical training?

Are you a physical practitioner?

After fighting for so long, you are actually a physical practitioner?

At this moment, everyone was turned upside down...

There will be another update in the evening, it will probably be very late, so no need to wait...