"Monk Tianzhu?" Jiu Jianxian squinted his eyes and looked at Jiumokong for a while, nodded slightly and said: "The master's aura is like the sea, and his charm is restrained, no less than Zen Master Qianye of the Great Compassionate Ming Sect. He is worthy of coming from the place where Buddhism arose. "
"Qianye has been defeated by the little monk"
A slight smile appeared on Jiumokong's lips.
"I lost to you." Jiu Jianxian looked at Jiumokong in surprise and asked, "How long did it take you?"
"Two sticks of incense"
Jiumokong became more and more calm, as if defeating Zen Master Qianye was not that difficult.
The Jiu Sword Immortal was very shocked. Zen Master Qianye was the top master of Buddhism in China. He was chasing his senior brother Sword Master, but he only held two sticks of incense under this Tianzhu monk.
this!
this!
This monk is bragging!
"As for you"
Jiumokong paused.
"how do I?"
Jiu Jianxian looked at Jiumokong casually.
"Famous is not as good as meeting you. If I defeat you, a stick of incense is more than enough."
The wind is light and the clouds are light in the sky.
"you!"
Even though he was used to being easy-going, Jiujianxian was still very unhappy to be treated with such contempt.
"You are proud to be able to withstand hundreds of moves under Xiao Monk. There are not many people in the world who can defeat Xiao Monk."
Jiumokong stood up and spoke arrogantly, but it felt like it was natural.
"arrogant"
The Jiujianxian pointed his fingers together into a spear and slashed across the air.
A silver sword light shot out of the sky, seeming to cut the void in half.
Jiumokong waved his hand and set up a ten-foot-wide sword shield to block the sharp sword.
However, half of the ten-mile slope was cut off and turned into a five-mile slope. Countless sand and stones rolled down and flew in the air. The scene was spectacular.
The Jiujianxian snorted coldly, stepped on the void, and traveled a thousand meters in an instant.
Jiumokong then rushed into the dark sky.
"The Sword of the Soul"
"The Sword of the Soul"
The two used the same attack method.
The difference is that Jiumokong uses a small golden sword, and Jiu Jianxian uses the Jiu Xian sword.
In just a few breaths, the two of them fought with sword energy, and the void tore apart, revealing large cracks in the dark space.
Of course, this space crack is higher than Shattered Void, and not too far away. The real opening of the space-time channel is on the ground and in the sky.
Within dozens of miles around, all animals, whether ordinary or spiritual, were scurrying around. This was only if the two of them flew high enough, otherwise the damage would be even greater.
Fortunately, this area is in the wilderness, otherwise it would have caused a lot of civilian casualties.
On the ten-mile slope, Xiao Tian planned to run away. After struggling for a while, but with no results, he had to give up. In the blink of an eye, he was submerged by the overwhelming silt.
"When will the Taoist master come?"
Fluctuations of Xiaotian's consciousness came from the mud and sand.
It turns out that like King Shen, he also deliberately pretended to be ignorant.
The golden sword and the Wine Fairy Sword collided countless times in the void before returning each other.
"Did you secretly learn the sword-controlling skills from Shushan?"
The Jiujianxian asked, his voice like thunder.
"How can a monk's affairs be considered stealing? When the young monk passed by Shushan, he just glanced at it from a distance and remembered it in his heart. The only reason to blame is that the young monk is too talented."
Jiumokong was not ashamed, but proud.
"It's ridiculous. You think you are the most handsome Taoist priest of all time, handsome, elegant, and as wise as the sea. You can learn the art of sword control in one fell swoop. Jiumokong, today, I will let you see the real sword control. fencing"
After the Jiujianxian finished speaking, he performed the third form of sword control, Ten Thousand Swords Technique.
"Boom!"
Countless sword qi spurted out from his body for free, consisting purely of the essence of spiritual energy. Each sword qi was about a foot long, and the blade shone with a terrifying cold light, appearing extremely sharp, as if it were real. Like a dagger.
"The Ten Thousand Sword Jue, a young monk can also do it"
Jiumokong suddenly exposed the fact that he had been secretly learning Shushan's sword-fighting skills for a long time.
After all, everything else is fine, Wan Jian Jue cannot be mastered overnight.
Boom, small swords composed of sword energy spurted out from his body, forming a dense attack sword network. The space surrounding it for hundreds of meters was airtight and lifeless.
"Hmph, Thousand Swords Return to the Sect, Storm Sword Dragon."
The Jiu Sword Immortal took one step forward, and instantly made hundreds of strokes with his hands. Countless sword energy all around him, as if meeting his ancestors, all gathered behind him like a torrent, forming an extremely terrifying storm tornado.
Obviously, he was the one who introduced the new based on the Wan Jian Jue.
Although he usually acts like a fool, it is undeniable that the Jiujianxian is a genius, otherwise he would not have been able to create such super magic as the Dionysian Curse.
With a booming, thundering sound, the storm tornado pushed across.
"The little monk also gets something occasionally."
Faced with the overwhelming attack from the Jiu Sword Immortal, Jiumokong's expression remained unchanged, his monk's robes bulged, and his two overly large and drooping ears fluttered in the wind. He could only see his hands drawing out, surrounded by thousands of sword energy. , gathered together crazily, and finally converged into an extremely long giant sword, and the oppressive void was trembling.
At the moment when the storm tornado approached, he struck down violently.
"Boom!"
The giant sword, which was a thousand meters long and dozens of meters wide, struck the storm tornado, its sound soared into the sky, its momentum was like thunder.
"Boom"
The seemingly violent storm tornado with astonishing destructive power only lasted less than half a stick of incense before collapsing.
The extremely powerful giant sword, carrying the power of victory, slashed towards the Wine Sword Immortal.
"receive"
The Jiujianxian, who was sweating violently, stretched out his hands to recall the collapsed sword energy to block it, but everything seemed irreversible.
Three thousand meters.
Two thousand meters.
Five hundred meters.
The giant sword came to the front of Jiujianxian like a broken bamboo.
"Heavenly Sword"
Jiujianxian spit out two words.
His entire body turned into a golden sword, flowing with divine light, as if it were really a sword.
It turned out that he didn't tell Cao Yi the truth, and he had mastered the fourth form of sword control.
Boom, a huge crack opened on the dome, and the terrifying sword energy descended on the golden sword transformed by the Jiujianxian.
The giant sword was shattered on the spot and turned into nothingness.
"puff"
The Jiujianxian spat out a mouthful of blood, almost shattering the void.
Both of his body were really weak, and the Jiujianxian fell to the ground.
It turns out that he did not really master the fourth form of sword control, Heavenly Sword, but only used it forcefully.
The huge crack on the dome suddenly disappeared, and the terrifying sword energy seemed to have never appeared.
Jiumokong was startled. He looked at the sky for a while, but saw no movement. He turned back and looked at the Jiujianxian who was about to fall to the ground. He said very proudly: "I didn't expect that Shushan's unique skills can only be fully displayed in the hands of a young monk." "
boom! With a crash, Jiujianxian fell to the ground, and dust flew into the air. Jiujianxian put his right hand on the ground to support himself, and barely managed to avoid falling to the ground.
"Shushan Sword Immortal and Sword Saint are known as the Double Walls of Middle Earth, but the Sword Saint avoids fighting. The Sword Immortal has simply lived up to his reputation."
Jiumokong's arrogant voice floated in the void.
"Master is a man of many good deeds."
A soft voice came from outside.
Jiumokong suddenly turned around, his eyes shining brightly, as if he was trying to break through all illusions.
A trance-like figure came from the void, seeming to be present and yet absent.
