"Junior sister Ji, we still have something to do, please don't block the way," Shi Jian said calmly.
When it comes to matters related to the Stone Clan, he doesn't intend to be polite to anyone.
"This is between him and me," Ji Ruobing pointed her sword at Xu Zimo and said calmly.
Seeing what Shi Jian was about to say, Xu Zimo waved his hand and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Shi, please wait aside for a moment. I'll be back soon."
"Can you do it?" Shi Jian asked, "She is a saint from the Immortal Killing Sect."
"If I can't even deal with her, why would I go with you to deal with the Yu Clan?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Go to the competition arena. Fighting is not allowed in other places of Tiandao Academy," Xu Zimo looked at Ji Ruobing and said.
"That's what I meant," Ji Ruobing nodded.
The three of them stepped through the air and headed towards the competition stage. For a moment, their momentum was like a rainbow, and their bodies turned into a stream of light.
Landed on the competition stage.
Seeing that a war was about to start, some other students in Manwutai and some busybodies started to spread the word again.
More and more students are gathering here again.
The Saint of the Killing Immortal Cult once again challenges others.
And after defeating Mo Tianming yesterday, today's challenge is another person who climbed to the tenth floor of Tiandao Tower with Mo Tianming.
This gimmick is very interesting.
Xu Zimo even saw Mo Tianming in the audience, as well as the figure of the woman in the white dress who had borrowed his token before.
"Come on, young master," Ren Pingsheng and Monk Dazhi cheered him on from the audience.
Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed.
He originally thought it was just an ordinary sparring match, but he didn't expect these people to make a fuss out of it.
Sure enough, there is never a shortage of melon-eating people in this world.
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"Who do you think will win?"
"Of course it's Ji Ruobing, needless to say."
"But the man named Xu Zimo killed Ao Nan before, so he is not a simple existence.
Don't talk so much. "
The people below were talking a lot, each holding their own opinions, and some even started quarreling over it.
"So what, can Ao Nan compare with Ji Ruobing?
Just a sparrow and a grand plan. "
"Then just wait and see, I'm more optimistic about Xu Zimo."
The people arguing below were divided into two types, but 90% of them still supported Ji Ruobing.
After all, the reputation of the Immortal Killing Sect is too loud.
"Pull out your knife," Ji Ruobing said calmly.
The sword energy in her hand exudes an astonishing artistic conception, and the endless sword energy turns into purgatory and rises.
"The first of the ancient sword styles, the cloud-penetrating style."
As the words fell, white clouds were seen falling on the horizon.
A sharp sword penetrated the clouds and pierced through with Ling Ran's artistic conception.
If he were an ordinary person, he would probably be confused by the clouds at this moment and find it difficult to see the sword energy clearly.
Xu Zimo flicked his finger slightly, and saw that he hit the tip of the incoming sword impartially.
I saw that the originally tough sword body actually fluctuated, and Ji Ruobing's figure also took several steps back.
"The second form of ancient swordsmanship, the Ku Cang form."
The long sword strikes again, carrying the aura of destruction and withering.
At this moment, it seemed as if the entire void was infected and shattered in a bit of decay.
Xu Zimo smiled slightly, this kind of move was indeed a bit childish for him.
He stretched out his right hand again, pinched it with his index and middle fingers at the same time, and flicked it again.
The shock force caused Ji Ruobing's hands to tremble, and the hand holding the sword loosened without any warning.
With a "clang" sound, the long sword fell to the ground, and a crisp sound sounded.
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"If this is the only thing you call a decisive battle, I will be bored," Xu Zimo shook his head and said.
"What's the rush? It's just an appetizer," Ji Ruobing snorted.
With a move of his right hand, the long sword trembled and returned to his hand again.
"I don't believe it. I can't force you to use the pulse technique."
Ji Ruobing said as if she was angry.
"The third form of the ancient sword form, the eternal form."
There is nothing eternal in the world, but there is eternity.
Even the Great Emperor cannot be eternal, but my sword can.
The long sword cut through the silent sky, rolling up hurricanes that filled the sky with eternal power.
The void was neatly cut in the middle.
With an indomitable momentum, at this moment, the sword is illusory, elusive, and impossible to see through.
"When you become an immortal, then talk to me about eternity," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.
With a wave of his right hand, the majestic spiritual energy was surging, and at the same time, it exploded because it could not withstand the pressure.
This palm fell, as if a storm was coming. The so-called eternal style is just a boat in the wind and rain, which cannot protect itself.
Seeing this scene, Ji Ruobing's expression changed slightly.
He quickly changed his sword moves.
"The fourth ancient sword style, the truth-seeking style."
The eternal sword intention changed. It was no longer so illusory and ethereal, but instead carried a trace of rhythm.
Breaking through all the fog, wind and frost, the sword tip erupted with astonishing sword intent.
A steady stream of people gathered and killed towards Xu Zimo.
The meaning of the great road rang in my ears.
"It's time to stop playing children's tricks," Xu Zimo said impatiently.
The tyrant shadow behind him unsheathed himself and swept towards him with the shadow of his air-piercing sword.
Just a few "bang bang bang" sounds were heard, the swords collided, and Ba Ying chopped off the opponent's sword with absolute power.
The sword intent was invaded, leaving only a purgatory-like sea of swords in the entire void.
"Just reveal your life, otherwise you won't even have a chance to take action," Xu Zimo said calmly.
"It seems that my vision is right. You are indeed a worthy opponent." Although the sword style was broken, there was no panic on Ji Ruobing's face.
On the contrary, there is some expectation.
As the powerful momentum spread behind him, the Cone of Ten Thousand Tribulations shattered the void and slowly rose into the air.
"The Purple Thunder Tribulation of Nirvana, the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation of the Universe."
Ji Ruobing didn't hold back at all. As soon as she opened her mouth, two big disasters fell.
As the Cone of Tribulations rotates, the way of heaven seems to be induced.
The sky above our heads was covered with thick dark clouds.
Among the dark clouds, thunder burst out at dawn, striking at Xu Zimo with rolling power.
"That's kind of cool," Xu Zimo grinned.
He didn't dodge at all, just letting the thunder strike down on him.
Thunder light bathed his body. He twisted his neck, looked at Ji Ruobing and said with a smile: "It is rumored that thunder can strengthen the body. It seems that this is not enough for you."
It wasn't until this moment that Ji Ruobing's expression became serious.
She stared at Xu Zimo.
The momentum around him became stronger and stronger.
"Let's see how long you can withstand the thunder calamity with your physical body."
"Heavenly Fire, Xuanshui, Yimu, Thick Earth, Yaojin, Five Elements of Thunder Tribulation."
The Cone of Ten Thousand Tribulations behind Ji Ruobing was obviously running at extremely high speed.
"Soul-Destroying Divine Thunder."
She used all six thunder tribulations in succession.
The first five five-element thunder tribulations are physical attacks, and the last soul-destroying one is aimed at the divine soul.
You know, the soul is originally Yin, for Thunder. This kind of extremely strong and yang thing is the most feared.
