Chapter 666: Innate Crushes Innate

"Blood is seen!"

"One sword to seal the throat!"

The audience was boiling in an instant.

Xu Xiaoshou's sword was too powerful, and the cultivation level of the contestants present was too weak, so they had no way of seeing the mystery.

All they could vaguely guess was that Xu Shao seemed to have used his maximum speed, coupled with an unknown amplification method, which made the Holy Body's defense become a paper-like existence under the seventh-grade spiritual sword.

But the level of this enlightenment was really too low.

Can the Holy Body's defense be broken just by speed and attack?

Most people still couldn't believe it subjectively.

But the so-called ignorance is probably just like this. In this world, it is not the most gorgeous moves that can complement the strongest attack.

Sometimes, when some ordinary and common moves are cultivated to the extreme, they are also deadly means.

For Xu Xiaoshou, the reason why he completely transcended the sight of everyone in the field was the "agility" of the master level.

In addition, during the running process, he occasionally mixed in the "disappearance technique" as a means of confusing the audience.

Under this combination of reality and illusion, the more people try to analyze his changes, the more likely they are to get stuck in a dead end.

"Young man, have you figured out my sword?" Xu Xiaoshou succeeded in one move, and he was so arrogant.

He just held the sword and looked down at Luo Yin not far away, watching the other party tightly covering his throat with blood gushing out. Not only did he not attack, but he also politely let Luo Yin continue to think in the chaos.

"Hmm..."

Luo Yin couldn't say anything at all.

This sword of Xu Shao was too weird, especially the weird power left on his neck after the final move.

It was like sword energy and sword intent, which could not be shaken off and could not be stopped.

A sword could seal the throat, but the self-healing ability of the holy body could generally make the wound heal quickly.

But with this power remaining, let alone recovery, no matter how many means Luo Yin used, he could not do anything about the remaining power on the wound.

Xu Xiaoshou narrowed his eyes and smiled maliciously.

He knew clearly that it was the sword thought!

It was the eighth sword immortal's cross-era perception!

It was the concentrated crystallization of the great achievements of the sword art!

With this kind of power, let alone the opponent, a small and inexperienced Luo Yin, even if it was replaced by someone with a higher cultivation level, as long as he was not an ancient sword cultivator and had not been exposed to this kind of knowledge.

He might not be able to understand this kind of power until his death.

Because, in their knowledge reserves, it is very likely that there is no concept of "sword thought" at all.

"Since you can't think of it, then feel it more!"

Xu Xiaoshou sighed, lowered his head, and the strands of hair pinned behind his ears fell.

He re-twisted his hair, and then, the void spirit energy was agitated, and when the wind blew, his figure disappeared like before.

"Again?"

Some of the spectators trembled.

Judging from what Xu Shao did, he planned to succeed in one move and didn't want to use the second move at all, so he wanted to let Luo Yin die in confusion?

"This is... too disgusting!"

The so-called saying "mouth hates but body is upright" is perhaps the best example.

While the audience despised Xu Shao's methods, they could not help but look forward to how this half-saint descendant would torture Luo Yin.

As expected...

"Appeared!"

In the blink of an eye, someone immediately pointed to the other side of the ring.

There, Xu Shao's figure suddenly appeared.

One step, two steps, three steps...

"Western wind withers snow."

Some audience members even directly read out the name of this style for Xu Shao.

Some even copied the guy's little move of holding the sword and then wiping the hair.

"Shhh——"

As expected, Luo Yin, who was unable to move at all due to the pain, had a slanted circle of blood spurting from his right shoulder to his lower left waist.

"Puff!" Luo Yin vomited blood, his feet were a little unsteady, and he almost knelt on the ground.

"Have you figured it out?" Xu Xiaoshou turned around and asked.

Luo Yin's face was grim, and his whole face was somewhat discolored.

This time, not only the pain in his neck, but also the residual power of the sword intent on his body invaded, and even brought a trace of icy power to his qi sea.

His body began to spasm, as if he was frozen, and began to turn purple.

"Ah!"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at Luo Yin's still hazy eyes, sighed, and without saying too much, turned around, bowed his head, and his body was broken again.

"Here he comes again! He comes again!"

"My god, this is too humiliating, why doesn't Luo Yin resist? I can't stand it..."

"Yes, this is simply too much!"

"Here it comes, here it comes, one step, two steps, three steps... West Wind Withering Snow..."

"Fuck, I surrender to this Xu Dad, it's too coquettish!"

"I have a hunch that after tonight, the West Wind Withering Snow will be famous throughout the East Heavenly King City."

The contestants on the stage couldn't stand the pressure.

Obviously, Xu Shao's sword was not aimed at them, but now everyone felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

How to deal with this?

As soon as Xu Shao drew his sword, he could not even see the opponent's figure. It was obvious that he was putting his life on the chopping board and letting the opponent harvest it as much as he wanted!

At the beginning, some people thought that it would be better to defend the neck.

But this was obviously a case of covering one's ears and stealing the bell, because Xu Shao did not only cut the neck, but also any part of the body exposed to the air.

And Luo Yin who has the Holy Body has ended up like this. What kind of effective protection can ordinary innates like them do?

Even if he tried his best, in Xu Shao's eyes, there would be no flaws in his body!

"Do you understand?"

Xu Xiaoshou sheathed his sword again.

This time, what he left for Luo Yin was a circle-shaped scar from his left shoulder to his lower right waist.

At this time, double circles cross the chest and back, showing a typical symmetrical beauty.

"I……"

Luo Yin's entire face was purple.

He couldn't say a word, and could only try his best to resist the sword damage caused by this sword, as well as the inexplicable ice calamity power.

To be honest, Luo Yin didn't know whether this was truly a disaster force.

But his holy body is beyond the realm of heaven. If there wasn't a trace of the catastrophic power above the slashing path remaining, how could he not even be able to withstand the cold?

"Haven't thought about it yet?"

Xu Xiaoshou had no intention of stopping.

Seeing that Luo Yin didn't want to give up, he decided that he still had some trump cards. He immediately raised his sword and disappeared in front of everyone again without politeness.

"My mother..."

Xiao Wanfeng crouched on the branch tremblingly, looking at the blood lines that were constantly cracking below, and listening to the gentle words "West Wind Withered Snow".

He felt that he couldn't look directly at the four words "West Wind Withered Snow".

Perhaps, after tonight, the nightmares of most players on the court will be replaced by these extremely simple four words, right?

"H-has he always been like this?"

Xiao Wanfeng asked the girl with double ponytails next to him in disbelief.

Mu Zixi shook his head: "Don't be afraid, what you see now should be human-level methods."

"Human level?" Xiao Wanfeng was puzzled.

"Yes, human level."

Mu Zixi pinched her fingers and pointed them up: "On top of this, there are probably the underworld level, the hell level, the purgatory level... and so on."

Xiao Wanfeng staggered.

This "wait, wait, wait" really scared him.

If the crazy methods in front of us were only at the human level, then...

Xiao Wanfeng thought of the methods that Mr. Xu had used on him just now.

Wow!

That’s just child’s play!

…

"Have you figured it out?"

"Can't think of anything? Then continue."

"Have you thought about it?"

"If you can't think of it, then think again!"

Swish, brush, brush...

Tsk tsk tsk...

"Being feared, passive value, +9999."

"Being moved, passive value, +4626."

"Cursed, passive value, +2333."

At first, everyone was very excited and wanted to see how Luo Yin would break the situation, but then everyone looked dull, and in the end, everyone couldn't bear to watch.

The bloody scene on the field was simply... moving to tears and shocking others!

Everyone estimates that if they see a black sword or a similar sword energy attack method in the future, the first indelible impression that comes to their mind will be that figure at the moment.

——The figure with wounds all over his body, drenched in blood and turned into a bloody Luo Yin.

…

"Do you want to break it? Don't want to break it!"

"Do you want to break it? Don't want to break it!"

Xu Xiaoshou was just attacking in the beginning, but in the end, he started to try all the attack methods in this body.

He tried to use his "culinary proficiency" understanding to find the "delicious" flaw in Luo Yin's body and attack after getting close.

I also tried to add the power of "Three Days Freezing Tribulation", and unexpectedly discovered that this power was actually compatible with Sword Thought.

From the "West Wind Withering Snow" to the sword-drawing posture, and from the sword-drawing posture to the "West Wind Withering Snow", the sword is drawn out and the sword is sheathed, perfectly forming a closed attack chain.

So many ways to attack...

Xu Xiaoshou tried one by one, until the vital signs on the opposite side seemed to begin to weaken, he finally stopped and stopped.

Opponents like Luo Yin are too difficult to find.

Eucharist……

Let me ask you, how many targets in the world are there that can make people practice swordsmanship alive?

Xu Xiaoshou never thought about killing anyone.

For an existence like the Holy Body, there must be a big force behind it.

He also believed that after today, Tibetan suffering will definitely leave terrible sequelae to Luo Yin, let alone whether he will take revenge or not.

If the other party really dares to come, there will be another force that can be used backhand to disrupt the situation in Dongtian King City.

After all, Mr. Siren is in charge of the first floor in the sky, so Xu Xiaoshou really has nothing to fear from heaven and earth.

"It seems that you still haven't been able to figure it out after all..."

The last sword stopped in front of Luo Yin, and Xu Xiaoshou was too lazy to distance himself, because at this time, there was no need at all.

"Ahem...poof!"

As soon as the sword light stopped, Luo Yin's whole body fell to the ground with a thud as he lost the support of the opposing cutting external force.

The whole place was in an uproar.

Just when everyone thought that the battle was over, suddenly, Luo Yin's body began to bloom with a hint of false power.

"Boom!"

Like a giant's heart stopping.

At this moment, everyone held their breath and stared intently at the power beyond the avenue that emerged behind Luo Yin.

"The power of Taixu?" It can be said that among so many innate strong men, Xu Xiaoshou is the only one who is familiar with this power.

He saw that the strong Taixu power condensed on the completely unconscious Luo Yin.

Then, the power gathered together and seemed to solidify into a tower dozens of meters high in the void...

Virtual image!

"Are you kidding?" Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.

He has only seen this thing a few times so far.

Zhang Taiying’s, Bu Le’s little monk…

Virtual image, that is to say, if there is no other special relationship, behind Luo Yin, there is at least a Taixu family.

If this thing condenses successfully, wouldn't it be possible to blow yourself up with a backhand?

"hiss!"

At the critical moment, Xu Xiaoshou had an idea and leaned over to suck at the unconscious Luo Yin.

The surging power entered the body, and instantly it was like a yellow dragon pounding the body, destroying wantonly.

Xu Xiaoshou's face turned red and he almost spit out his blood donation, but he held it back and held back his breath.

But as the saying goes, a thousand-mile embankment was destroyed by an ant nest. Even though it was just a small sip, the power of Taixu in Luo Yin's body had already begun to become disordered, and finally collapsed.

It was obvious that in his coma, he had no control over his final trump card.

"pity……"

Xu Xiaoshou stared at the bloody man and shook his head slightly.

He could see that Luo Yin was very thoughtful.

Even until the end, when even the sea of ​​​​qi was frozen, this guy didn't give up his last glimmer of hope.

"The Holy Body is a bit weak..."

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but come up with this idea.

In fact, many viewers at the scene also had this idea.

But the only ones who can clearly understand the gap between the two sides are Xu Xiaoshou who has already understood it, Mu Zixi who is watching on the sidelines, and Xin Gugu who is outside the court...

Gone!

"It's not that the Holy Body is too weak, but that the gap between you and me is really too big."

Xu Xiaoshou looked at Luo Yin and sighed, the so-called innateness, when it comes to him, is really just a cover.

Those who believe will die, those who don't believe will go crazy...that's all.

"Duang~"

"Guang~"

The Zangku Sword is swinging from side to side.

After devouring the blood of the Holy Body, even the surface of this black sword has shone brightly. This thing is obviously only a seventh-grade spiritual sword, but its spirituality is so strong that it is almost evil.

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but flicked it hard with his fingers.

But after the "Cang" sound, Zangku turned into a monster again.

It seemed to be extremely comfortable being played, and even the sword began to tremble violently, buzzing, and finally straightened up. After holding on for a while, it relaxed.

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

Where did you learn this?

This sword is too evil!

I'm afraid even Yan Python and You Sijian are not as penetrating as this evildoer...

"Everyone."

Regardless of the pain, after Xu Xiaoshou finished dealing with Luo Yin, he turned his attention to the players who could still stay on the court.

At this time, there were actually not many people left, only about a hundred or so, scattered in all directions.

At other times, he would definitely be a good player to compete for the championship.

but now……

"Hit a chicken feather!"

The contestants were speechless and choked, and jumped off the ring one after another.

Xu Shaozhiqiang can only be said to be a descendant of a semi-saint family, and he is not at the same level as ordinary people.

Even Luo Yin was tortured and killed, what else could they struggle for?

"Is this the champion?"

There were only three people left in the field, and Mu Zixi jumped off the tree crown.

In fact, from the moment Xu Xiaoshou stepped onto the ring, she had a vague premonition of this, but actually seeing this situation...

One person, with just one fight, can frighten others so much that they don't even dare to resist.

As soon as this situation happened, it had to be said that even Mu Zixi was a little shocked.

Expectations are expectations, and if the reality is the same, it will indeed make people speechless.

And Xu Xiaoshou...

Ha, my senior brother seems to be a speechless person to begin with?

"Give it to you."

Xu Xiaoshou watched the girl coming and said with a smile.

"I do not want."

Mu Zixi refused on the spot.

What she wanted was to be like Mo Mo and win the championship with her own strength, instead of relying on her senior brother Xu Xiaoshou to get everything she wanted.

"You don't want to take it? How can that be done..."

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned. He didn't expect Mu Zixi not to want it.

And he can’t take it himself!

After winning the championship, there is no chance to play again.

After this battle, the main thing is not the championship at all, but the countless passive points.

Now that I have won the championship, isn’t it a blood loss?

"Thank you for your hard work, Master Xu, and thank you for your hard work, Grandma Mu Gu..."

Xiao Wanfeng followed up behind him. Although he was slow, his eyesight was very good, and he quickly served two new cups of tea.

But when he raised his head, he was immediately startled by two piercing eyes.

"Uh, you guys, what do you think of me like this..."