At this moment, a fierce battle has begun on the stage of life and death. Li Changsheng's eyes were firmly fixed on Sun Sanshi's opponent, a monk who was also in the middle stage of becoming a god.
However, unlike common monks, this opponent gave people an indescribable sense of weirdness.
His whole body was tightly covered by a black robe. The texture of the black robe looked very special, and there was a cold aura flowing around him. What was even more eye-catching was that he was wearing a bamboo hat on his head, and the bamboo hat was surrounded by It was also tightly covered by black gauze, making his face completely hidden in darkness.
"Is Taoist Fellow Sun's opponent the Thousand-faced Taoist?"
"seems like it."
"It's really unexpected that Taoist Sun's opponent this time is the famous Taoist Thousand Faces. This Taoist Thousand Faces has always been known for his mysterious methods and unfathomable strength. Facing such a powerful opponent, Taoist Sun's battle is probably going to be a disaster. , the situation is not optimistic."
Li Changsheng heard the whispers of the surrounding audience in his ears, and the worry and uneasiness revealed in those words spread like ripples in his heart.
He understood that the focus of these discussions was Sun III, because in this round of competition, he was the only monk named Sun.
According to what everyone said, the Thousand-faced Taoist seemed to be an extremely powerful opponent. His name was famous in the monk world, because the brave performance of the Thousand-faced Taoist on the battlefield was still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Such comments made people feel pessimistic about Sun Sanshi's chances of winning. People speculated on the outcome of this battle, but most people were not optimistic that Sun Sanshi would be able to come out alive.
The Thousand-faced Taoist stands on the platform of life and death, and the weapons in his hands are particularly eye-catching. It was a long knife dyed as red as blood. The blade shone with a strange light, containing endless killing intent.
Behind the handle of the knife, a black chain was connected to it, lingering in and out like an evil snake waiting for an opportunity to move.
Thousand-faced Taoist's body began to emit a faint red light. This red light reflected the light of the long knife, making him look even more weird and terrifying.
His eyes were firmly fixed on Sun Sanshi, and he did not launch an attack immediately.
Li Changsheng stared at the newly replaced weapon in Sun Sanshi's hand - a wooden sword.
Although it is made of wood, it does not lose its sharpness at all. The cold light flashes on the sword body, revealing a breathtaking and sharp aura.
The faint spiritual light on the sword flows slowly around the sword like water, adding a bit of mystery and extraordinaryness to the wooden sword.
On the stage of life and death, other battles were already in full swing, with monks from all walks of life showing off their special skills, and the scene was extremely brutal. The intertwining of blood and spiritual energy forms a thrilling picture.
Sun Sanshi and Taoist Qianmian stood opposite each other. Neither of them had any intention of taking action first, so they just faced each other.
The monks on both sides of the canyon stared at this scene, their hearts filled with doubts and expectations.
They didn't know why Sun Sanshi and Qianmian Taoist hadn't taken action yet, but they could feel the tension in the air. This calm confrontation is like the calm before the storm.
Taoist Qianmian suddenly snorted, breaking the suffocating calm on the stage of life and death.
He moved and dived forward a few steps like a ghost. Then, his figure disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a faint red light remaining in the air.
Sun Sanshi also focused his eyes and quickly adjusted his posture, preparing to deal with the sudden attack from Taoist Thousand Faces.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Sun Sanshi keenly sensed the fluctuations of spiritual power surging behind him. He reacted quickly and turned around immediately, the wooden sword in his hand already being blocked in front of his chest like a reflex.
Although he did not see the figure of Taoist Thousand Faces, the fierce murderous aura was already coming towards him.
Immediately afterwards, a red light flashed, and the red knife of the Thousand-faced Taoist appeared in his sight like a ghost, approaching his vital point.
Sun Sanshi had quick eyes and quick hands, and blocked the sudden blow with his horizontal sword. The red knife collided with the wooden sword, making a crisp sound and sparks flying everywhere.
With the help of this rebounding force, Sun Sanshi quickly fled far away, trying to distance himself from Taoist Qianmian.
What makes him troubled is that until now, he has not found the true identity of Taoist Qianmian.
His eyes closely followed the chain connected by the red knife, and he saw it waving continuously behind, and its position was changing rapidly, as if the Thousand Faces Taoist was nearby, but elusive.
Sun Sanshi reacted quickly. He quickly stood the wooden sword upright in front of his chest, followed by a surge of spiritual power in his left hand, and injected it accurately into the sword body.
In an instant, a bright spiritual circle burst out from around the wooden sword, like a majestic ripple, sweeping across the entire stage of life and death in an instant.
Wherever the spiritual circle passes, all illusions and fog are ruthlessly dispelled. When the spiritual circle swept around Taoist Thousand Faces, Sun Sanshi's eyes flashed, and he finally captured the true position of his opponent.
Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately used his movement technique to escape, and in an instant he came to the side of Qianmian Taoist.
Sun Sanshi seized this fleeting opportunity, and the wooden sword in his hand pierced the Thousand Faces Taoist's neck like a bolt of lightning.
Facing Sun Sanshi's sword, which contained majestic spiritual power and thunderous force, Qianmian Taoist did not show the slightest panic or fear. He reacted extremely quickly and immediately blocked the fatal blow with his wrist.
A loud noise echoed on the stage of life and death accompanied by the collision of spiritual power. The Qianmian Taoist was knocked back dozens of feet by the powerful impact, leaving deep marks on the ground under his feet.
The power of this sword can be seen. It not only forced Qianmian Taoist back, but also pierced his robe, revealing the black chain tightly wrapped around his wrist.
After Qianmian Taoist stabilized his figure, not only did he not show signs of failure, but he laughed, with a hint of appreciation and curiosity in his voice: "I really didn't expect that this seemingly inconspicuous wooden sword in your hand can actually It is made from ten-thousand-year-old gloomy wood. No wonder it is so full of spiritual power and also contains the cold air."
Qianmian Taoist then continued to ask: "You were able to find my true body so quickly because of this sword. I wonder what is the name of this extraordinary wooden sword?"
Sun Sanshi's eyes were as sharp as a falcon. He closely followed Qianmian Taoist's every move without any slack or distraction. After hearing Qianmian Taoist's question, he coldly uttered four words: "Xuanyin Ancient Sword."
"Xuanyin Ancient Sword? Haha, what a good name! The sword really lives up to its name, with extraordinary momentum."
Taoist Qianmian chuckled lightly, but when he changed the topic, his voice revealed an undoubted domineering attitude, "But, you can keep this sword today! It will become my new collection."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qianmian Taoist's right hand trembled suddenly, and then a powerful spiritual power burst out from his sleeves and robes.
Countless black chains were like spiritual snakes coming out of their holes, and with a sharp sound of breaking wind, they were attacking crazily in the direction of Sun Sanshi. These chains intertwined into a dense network in the air, seeming to trap Sun Sanshi tightly.
