"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound.
A corner of the long knife was bitten off like a piece of tofu. He lifted the basket and chewed it a few times. Then he swallowed the corner of the long knife as if no one else was watching. There was a look of enjoyment on his face, as if he had encountered some kind of delicious food. generally.
"Clang!"
Seeing this scene in front of him, the old man from the Sea Clan couldn't help but tremble in his wrist. The long knife fell to the ground, and he took a few steps back with a look of deep fear in his eyes.
What did he see?
A human, in front of him, bit off his semi-sacred weapon and swallowed it directly?
Ten paths in the heavens?
What kind of technique is this?
What kind of cultivation is this?
Is this really a human monk with a weak body?
"Don't waste it. Although the semi-saint level weapon is junk food, I may not have eaten for a long time, so it's just a good time to replenish it."
He said with a smile as he lifted the basket, bent down to pick up the long knife, and started to eat it like no one else was watching.
"Buzz buzz!"
The long sword has spirit, and the semi-saint-level weapon feels the danger and wants to escape. Its whole body blooms with a terrifying edge, trying to break through the shackles and return to the original owner.
However, Yi Ti Lun's palm is too tough, and its blade cannot even scratch the skin of his palm.
"Xiao Xiao Food actually has a temper? Be obedient and don't move."
He frowned when he lifted the basket, exerted a slight force on his hand, and with a click, the long knife broke with a sound, completely turning into a dead thing without any spirituality.
"Crack, bang, bang!"
He opened his big mouth, revealing his big yellow teeth, and began to feast. In a short time, the entire long knife became his meal.
"This knife is not enough. If you have any other treasures, let them go!"
He said with some dissatisfaction when he mentioned the basket.
"You...who are you..."
"How did you do that, are you still human?"
The old man from the sea clan asked tremblingly, his voice trembling a little. He felt the terror of the old man in front of him from the first perspective. The opponent hadn't really taken action yet, but he was almost scared to death. His physical body was not afraid of his offensive. , and feeds on his sword, no matter how you look at it, it is a terrifying scourge!
"Look at what you said, of course I am a human being. The human race is open to all rivers and can accommodate all things. The human race bloodline is the supreme bloodline above all races. Brother, although you are twelve years older than me, you have not yet realized the truth. This is the truth!”
He lifted the basket with his hands behind his back and said lightly, "It's cold at high places, and it's very lonely invincible."
Everyone was stunned to see it, and their hearts were filled with turmoil. Is this still a human being?
Did you just chew up the weapons used by the semi-saints? And you even ate it?
What kind of body is this?
What kind of cultivation is this?
"Am I right? He ate the sword of the sea monk!"
"Isn't this senior a human? Could it be that he was transformed from a demon clan?"
"It doesn't matter what clan you belong to, no matter which clan you are, it is impossible for you to have the ability to swallow a semi-sacred weapon alive!"
"Who is this senior? He doesn't seem to belong to any super sect!"
The geniuses came back to their senses and trembled uncontrollably. The operation of eating weapons was too scary. They had never seen or heard of such a method in the world.
On the high platform.
The eyes of the island owner and the great elder were also full of horror. They looked at each other and thought of the same word.
"A strong man in the holy realm!"
"A powerful man from the Holy Realm who has never been seen before is born!"
"Whose master is this? The hidden sect? Why are they here? They don't know."
But compared to them, the one who reacted the most was the second elder. His two old hands were hidden in his sleeves and they were tightly grasped, with bulging veins. His eyes were staring at the old man below: "When I lift the basket, I want to Arise, it is he, the one who is imprisoned in the pagoda!”
"Senior Yan Zuzi who is with him is also here!"
"They're out!"
"A powerful man in the Holy Realm who is an era ahead of his time than the old island owner!"
The second elder shouted in his heart. In an instant, he realized a lot of things. No wonder the Buddha Kingdom has been behaving extremely strangely recently, and its external words are evasive and secretive. He knew that there must be a problem within the Buddha Kingdom, but he did not expect that it would be like this. question.
Two top men who were able to create a new world were imprisoned in a pagoda for who knows how many years and escaped!
Chaos is about to begin in the Zhongyuan world!
On the ring, Yi Ti was completely unaware that he had been recognized. In his impression, it was impossible for anyone to recognize him. In terms of seniority, he was more senior than the ancestors of the monks present. Much bigger.
"Still fighting?"
"If I don't have any more moves, then I'll have to stretch my muscles."
He said lightly as he mentioned the basket.
"Junior just ignored it for a while and didn't recognize senior. Senior's skills are unparalleled in ancient times and modern times, and his cultivation level is even more worthy of reference. I am short-sighted, senior, please forgive me!"
"As a junior disciple of the Yang Niu lineage of the Hai Clan, I hope that my senior can be of convenience!"
Cold sweat was streaming down the forehead of the old man from the Sea Clan. He had already vaguely guessed what the cultivation level of the person in front of him was.
"Um?"
"Weren't you quite arrogant just now? Why are you giving in now?"
"I want to meet you today. If you don't take action, then I will."
Lifting the basket, he said lightly, and the invisible force swept towards the old man of the Hai Clan. The space in all directions was trembling, and the restrictions on the arena were faintly threatening to collapse. However, all the terrifying pressure could only be felt by the old man of the Hai Clan, and all the surrounding disciples were... He was confused and still didn't understand what happened on the stage.
"Yangniu Dali bloodline!"
The old man from the sea clan looked up to the sky and roared, his body expanded, his clothes were torn apart inch by inch, and he suddenly swelled into a small giant several meters tall, with two horns on his head and his body covered with hair.
"Roar!"
"The wind is tight, pull!"
The hairy giant roared angrily, turned his steps, and flew towards the audience with unusual flexibility, turning into a black phantom.
"Want to leave?"
"It's impossible, you have to die here today!"
As soon as he lifted the basket, his smile faded, and he took a step forward and instantly came to the side of the old man from the sea tribe: "From what you said, it seems that you look down on the body of human monks. Today, I will kill you here with mortal martial arts to prove it." What I just said is not necessary!"
"You are embarrassing our cattle clan!"
"If I die, the strong men of the Sea Clan will investigate the matter thoroughly. If senior lets me go today, I will be grateful in the future!"
The pupils of the old man from the sea tribe shrank, and it happened again. It was this feeling again. It was obviously the other person appearing beside him, but he felt like he was being pulled away. At that moment, he felt that he was out of touch with the surrounding space. .
"Haha, if you survive today, what can I use to prove the potential of the human body?"
"Stand still and let me punch you!"
"I only use the superficial skills of ordinary people. If you can block it, I will let you go!"
"As a brave Ox, you should not be afraid of difficulties!"
He stretched out a hand from the basket, grabbed the mane of the old man from the sea tribe, and dragged the several-meter-tall little giant back to the center of the ring.
"What the hell..."
The old man from the Sea Tribe was in a state of collapse. The feeling of being manipulated made him lose all face. He would kill if he wanted to, and beat him if he wanted to. Why did he deliberately drag him to the center of the ring?
Could it be that this is the legendary way to stay upright after being beaten?
"Comrades, please take a closer look. Human monks are not weak. Humans are just a glass of water. If the water sinks into wine, it will turn into wine. When it sinks into urine, it will turn into urine. You choose your own path. There is no way. What can't be done, whether it will turn into shit or turn into old wine, it all depends on the individual's nature."
"This kid actually said that the human monks are weak. It's a fart. The stench is overwhelming and unbearable. Today, I will use a basic mortal boxing technique to kill him on the ring to show my reputation as a human race!"
An old man from the sea tribe was carrying a basket in one hand and gesticulating with the other hand. His mouth was full of saliva and stars were flying, and he actually started to teach the geniuses a lesson.
The old man from the sea tribe understood that the opponent was treating him as a tool. Putting him in the center of the ring so that everyone could see him more clearly was simply too much!
"The clay figurine still has three points of anger, senior, don't rely on your advanced cultivation to do whatever you want!"
"The powerful magical power of Manggu Qingniu!"
"The ultimate realm of power!"
The old man roared angrily, and an invisible wave unfolded. An unparalleled and powerful aura swept over him, and a dull and terrifying aura came out of the ring, overflowing into the hearts of every monk present.
The power of the field!
This is the domain power that belongs exclusively to the semi-saint strong men!
"Suppression!"
On the arena, the hard stone bricks have a faint tendency to twist and deform. The domain of this old man from the sea clan is the domain of gravity. Within the scope of his domain, gravity can reach a very terrifying level. If an ordinary monk mistakenly enters it, , he will be crushed to the ground in a second, or even directly crushed to death.
However, the effect of this layer of gravity field on Yi Tibasu's body seemed to have no effect at all. The other party remained motionless, as if nothing happened.
He was completely stunned. He could see that the person in front of him did not use the power of immortality, but relied solely on his physical body to resist this terrifying force. This was a bit shocking. The human body could really be so strong. ?
"oh?"
"Gravity field?"
"Not bad."
Yi Ti was quite satisfied with this, and casually inserted the old man from the sea clan head down into the ring, and continued to say to the geniuses: "The current environment is already depressing for ordinary monks. Under this gravity, I won’t use any cultivation skills and will rely solely on my physical strength to blow up this Hai Clan ox.”
"Click, it's very fast, please don't blink!"
"Made, you are going too far!"
"Even if you are a powerful person in the Holy Realm, you cannot humiliate our Hai Clan!"
The human stick that was inserted into the ground became furious, and the hair all over his body turned bright red. The ancient power of the years exploded, shattering the surrounding rubble and breaking out.
But at this moment, an ordinary old fist quickly enlarged in front of his eyes.
As soon as I lifted the basket to stretch my muscles, I wanted to make preparations and teach the young people a lesson, but I didn't expect that the sea monk actually jumped out. The fist that was stretched out in the air had no time to exert force, but it collided with the hairy one. The oxen collided.
"Pfft!"
Without any warning, the entire upper half of the several-meter-tall giant's body was blown apart, turning into a bloody mist and scattered flesh and remains scattered all over the ground.
Looking at the little giant with only half a body left in front of him, he lifted the basket and was stunned: "Oh, I'm not ready yet!"
