Chapter 359: The Terror of the Seven Rings

The countless eyes that looked at Liu Xuan were full of shock.

Even Mu Qinglei was quite horrified.

"This bastard actually possesses a spiritual weapon!" Mu Qinglei gritted his teeth and said in hatred.

Hate returned to hate, but there was also a hint of fear in Mu Qinglei's old eyes.

Even Mu Qinglei is like this, let alone Mu Hongyan and other young people. They all looked at Liu Xuan with deep fear.

In the center of the field,

Liu Xuan held the mace and shouted loudly, "Who else is dissatisfied? Anyone who is dissatisfied will come and die!"

When the voice came, everyone in Moyun Mountain lowered their heads.

Mu Feng is the strongest of the younger generation in Moyun Mountain. Not only has his own strength reached the level of the fifth-level emperor, but he also possesses the fourth-level alien fire Burning Heart Fire, which is quite powerful.

But even so, Liu Xuan was beaten to death with a stick.

Even the strongest Mu Feng ended up like this, let alone people like them.

even,

Mu Hongyan and others didn't even have the courage to avenge Mu Feng.

On the main seat, Mu Qinglei glanced at Luo Zhen, and then looked away again.

He didn't think Luo Zhen could defeat Liu Xuan.

Even if Luo Zhen has a sixth-level strange fire, he is still no match for Liu Xuan. After all, the mace in Liu Xuan's hand is a genuine spiritual weapon.

Luo Zhen sat expressionless in his seat. He glanced at Liu Xuan in the center of the field, and then glanced at the monk with the knife in the distance.

Although Liu Xuan was powerful, Luo Zhen still didn't take him seriously.

Liu Xuan has a spiritual weapon, and so does he, Luo Zhen, and there are three of them, which can also be used to form a sword formation!

The only thing Luo Zhen really cares about is the monk with the knife!

At this moment, there was movement at the Great Buddha Temple.

I saw the monk with the sword that Luo Zhen had been paying attention to slowly got up and walked towards the center of the field.

Everyone present was a master. As soon as the sword-wielding monk made any movement, everyone in the arena turned their attention to him.

"What is this monk going to do?" an audience member asked in surprise.

"He doesn't want to challenge Liu Xuan!"

"Didn't he just see Liu Xuan killing everyone? How dare he challenge Liu Xuan? Is he crazy!?"

"This monk has already approached Liu Xuan. I'm afraid he is really going to fight Liu Xuan!"

Amidst the shocked comments, the monk with the knife came to the center of the field.

Liu Xuan sneered, "I didn't expect that someone would dare to come here and die!"

"Amitabha, the donor said it too early. It may not be the poor monk who died." The monk with the sword said with a smile.

"Hey, he is still a sharp-tongued monk," Liu Xuan continued to sneer and said, "Send your name, I will not kill unknown people!"

"The name of the poor monk is Seven Precepts." The monk with the sword said with a smile.

"Seven Precepts? Okay, I understand," Liu Xuan said nonchalantly, "Monk, I will give you a chance. If you kneel down and kowtow ten times now, I will spare your life. How about that?"

Qijie smiled and said, "I only need two swords to kill you.

Liu Xuan was immediately stunned.

Not only Liu Xuan was stunned, but the tens of thousands of spectators around him, as well as everyone in Moyun Mountain in Dragon Slaying City, were also stunned after hearing these words.

"It only takes two swords to kill me!?" Liu Xuan laughed angrily, "Okay, I will stand here and see how you kill me!"

Qijie chuckled, and then slowly drew out the simple long knife from his waist.

To be precise, the only thing that is primitive is the scabbard.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Qijie pulled out a long blade that was covered in blood.

As soon as the knife appeared, everyone's hearts, including Luo Zhen, Mu Qinglei and Liu Batian, started beating wildly, and the blood in their bodies rushed wildly.

It took several seconds for this abnormality to slowly disappear.

"Ahhh!!"

“Bang bang bang!!”

At this time, there were continuous explosions in the stands, and someone exploded directly on the spot into a ball of blood mist!

"Father, what happened in the stands?" Mu Hongyan asked in shock.

"Those people couldn't withstand the power of the Seven Rings Blood Sword and were crushed to death!" Mu Qinglei did not hide his shock and said with horror in his tone,

"This sword from Qijie is so powerful and weird!"

At this time, Liu Batian of Dragon Slaying City suddenly stood up and shouted towards Liu Xuan, "Xuan'er, don't be careless, this Qijie monk is very dangerous!"

"Dangerous?" In the middle of the field, Liu Xuan was slightly stunned, and then put away his arrogance towards Qi Jie.

You still have to listen to your father's words. Dad said that Qijie is very dangerous, which means that Qijie is indeed extraordinary!

Qijie chuckled and said lightly, "Donor Liu, look at the poor monk's first blow."

Then, Qijie raised the blood knife in his hand and slashed Liu Xuan gently.

This was really a light chop. Qi Jie's movements were very slight, just like a wave of his hand.

After swiping the knife, a thin bloody line more than ten meters long shot out from the Qijie Blood Knife and struck at Liu Xuan.

Liu Xuan didn't dare to be careless, he used all his strength to use the spiritual weapon mace in his hand, and hit the bloody thin line fiercely.

"boom!!!"

The blood-colored thin line seemed slight, but after it collided with the mace, an earth-shattering roar was heard. Then, under countless horrifying glances, the spiritual weapon mace in Liu Xuan's hand made a 'click' sound. A crack appeared.

"Ka-tap-tap!"

The clicking sounds are getting denser and denser, and there are more and more cracks on the surface of the mace!

There was a "bang" sound!

A low explosion sounded again, and the mace in Liu Xuan's hand was completely exploded into pieces!

The giant python spirit wailed, and then it also collapsed on the spot!

The entire arena was dead silent.

It took five or six seconds for the audience around to wake up from the extreme shock, and then the entire arena fell into a sea of ​​crazy atmosphere.

"Liu Xuan's spiritual weapon was actually chopped and exploded with a knife!!"

"That's a spiritual weapon!"

"Fuck, am I dazzled, who will wake me up?"

"Ah ah ah, what did I see? What did I see!?"

Countless people were yelling wildly.

Liu Xuan's face was extremely pale, his knees softened, and he knelt down directly.

Mu Qinglei was dumbfounded, and he could hardly believe his eyes.

Liu Batian subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and the horror in his eyes was about to overflow.

One knife,

One knife chopped and exploded a spiritual weapon!

Qijie, this dead bald donkey, is so terrifying! !

In the center of the field,

Qi Jie had an unchanging smile on his face. He slowly raised the blood knife and said with a smile, "Donor Liu, I will use the second knife."

"No!!"

Liu Xuan suddenly shuddered and shouted shrilly, "I admit defeat, I admit defeat!!"

"It's good to admit defeat. I don't want to kill more people. Amitabha." Qi Jie said as he put down the blood knife in his hand.

Liu Xuan was in a state of dismay and left the center of the field like a walking corpse.

In the stands, tens of thousands of spectators looked at Qi Jie holding the blood knife in unison. Those eyes were like looking at evil spirits.

Qi Jie ignored the many eyes. He swept his eyes towards Luo Zhen and said with a smile, "Donor, I feel that you are very special. Can you fight with me?"

The next moment, tens of thousands of eyes fell on Luo Zhen again.