Chapter 115 Lien Zhan

Everyone was silent, and they never imagined that the originally gentle and jade-like young man would dare to say such a thing in front of everyone's eyes.

"Arrogant." The man at the beginning said loudly.

He walked to the arena step by step and said, "When you are subdued by my power of Guizang, you will know that there are people outside people, and there are days outside the sky."

Every time he took a step, his stature became larger, and layers of hidden power swam around him endlessly.

It turned out that he had awakened the power of Guizang before joining the sect!

No wonder he dared to stand up and challenge Gu Qingshan.

By the time this Wu Xiu walked to the front of the ring, he had turned into a four-person giant.

His muscles were as hard as a rock, and his complexion turned black. Standing under the ring, he was actually two heights taller than Gu Qingshan on the ring.

"This is a stone diamond." The knowledgeable cultivator exclaimed in surprise.

Many sect elders who are good at martial arts are watching him, showing interest.

Among the power of Guizang, there are some supernatural powers that can be continuously upgraded, which are very eye-catching.

Because of these basic magical powers, with the continuous promotion of martial arts monks, they will also improve step by step, and finally become a great magical power with great power.

When the stone diamond reaches the ultimate state, it will become the Angry Eye King Kong, which is a very powerful supernatural power of the martial arts cultivator.

After the power of Guizang is transformed into the Angry-eyed King Kong, if he can enter the Buddhist sect and further polish his supernatural powers and techniques, he may be able to master the magical skill of the Buddhist sect—the King Kong is not bad.

However, when people looked at Lingye Temple, they saw that all the monks were bowing their heads, seemingly not paying attention to this person.

Buddhism pays attention to the nature of mind and karma, and it seems that this person can't get into their eyes.

With such supernatural powers, Lingye Temple does not look down on it, so it is no wonder that this person is so anxious to behave.

The giant looked down at Gu Qingshan, showing a slight mockery: "For a weak chicken like you, I can kill three people with one palm."

He buzzed.

Gu Qing Shan looked at him calmly without saying a word.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the giant became even more imposing: "Hmph, weak chicken, in the arena, you have your own victory and defeat, and the saint has nothing to say."

The giant leaped and rushed towards Gu Qingshan.

His hill-like figure obscured the sun and turned a ring into a shadow.

At the same time he jumped up, Gu Qingshan also jumped slightly and greeted him.

The Earth Sword has been swung up by Gu Qingshan and smashed towards the giant.

That's right, smash.

This sword is very slow, but no matter how the giant dodged and moved, he still went straight to the long sword.

Can't escape! The giant suddenly understood.

"Then go to hell!"

The giant drank violently, raised his fist, and prepared to fight the opponent recklessly.

bang——

boom!

The two met, and one of them turned into an afterimage and was photographed from mid-air.

The sky was filled with blood mist, and a deep pit appeared on the ground under the ring.

Everyone looked around and saw that Gu Qingshan was still standing on the ring, while the giant disappeared.

Several law enforcement cultivators rushed into the pit immediately.

After a while, hysterical crying came from the pit.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Hearing this voice, the cultivators onlookers couldn't help it, and they all released their spiritual thoughts and swept into the deep pit.

Many people fought a cold war in unison.

"A lump of mud..." someone muttered.

"The bones are all broken, and even with full-scale treatment, it will take years to heal." Someone whispered.

In the past few years, the pain that the body has suffered is no less than going to hell.

People looked at Gu Qingshan and their expressions changed a little.

Among the several headmasters, someone pondered: "It's a bit like the Kaishan Sword Art, but it is stronger than Kaishan. What kind of sword art is this?"

After the sage's instructions, Gu Qingshan integrated and integrated 1,106 kinds of sword techniques, and combined with the power of the ground sword's heavy blow, the headmaster certainly couldn't tell what kind of sword techniques it was.

"This kind of sword art is not included in our Zongzang Sword Pavilion. If it is not self-created, it is secretly taught by a saint." Wan Jianzong elder said.

The big guys have some interest and continue to watch.

"Come again." Gu Qing Shan said coldly, throwing away the blood on his sword.

Among the top twenty cultivators, a thin male cultivator stood out.

"Don't underestimate people, you are just a heavy sword, your slow speed is your fatal flaw, and you can't hit me at all."

He said, his body twisted, and the next second he was already standing on the ring.

"My movement is just right to restrain your heavy sword." He looked at Gu Qing Shan proudly.

Gu Qingshan didn't look at him, looked at the bottom of the ring, and continued: "You guys go together, save me wasting time."

"You!" The thin man was furious, tapped his feet on the ground, and rushed straight towards Gu Qingshan.

As soon as he moved, he saw that the expressions of everyone in the arena changed.

kindness? What's wrong?

The thin man was wondering when he heard someone shouting from the ring, "Don't move!"

This voice was a sect elder who selected him for the annual exam.

The other party is really good to him, he is very moved, and he planned to enter that sect.

However, the situation has changed now. The world's major sects like Qingyunmen are close at hand, and there is no way to do it. They can only grit their teeth and give up that sect.

The thin cultivator listened, but pretended not to hear, and turned into a gust of wind and swept away towards Gu Qingshan.

The next second, he found that in his sight, a body flew out.

It seems to be my body.

He thought, suddenly felt a sharp pain, and then fell into the boundless darkness, no longer conscious.

In the eyes of others, they saw the thin man swept forward, hands, arms, legs, and feet were all separated from the torso during the whole process, and finally, a head flew out.

His limbs and head were scattered all over the floor, and his body flew straight forward for a zhang, and then he fell to the ground, gushing blood outwards.

In the arena, Gu Qingshan held the ground sword and twisted it lightly.

"If you seek death yourself, then there is nothing you can do," he said.

Countless looming filaments retracted from all directions, drilled into the ground sword, and disappeared.

"Jian Qi turns silk? This age?" Wan Jianzong elder said in surprise.

This is a sublime sword qi control technique. It is necessary to control the sword qi to the micro level before it is possible to turn the sword qi into silk and arrange it as a trap.

Gu Qingshan pointed his sword at the remaining 18 monks: "Come on, come up together, I said to beat you, I will beat you."

Seeing the tragic state of the two people in front of them, the cultivators felt a chill to the bones.

They gritted their teeth, looked at each other, and immediately knew each other's feelings.

"Go together!"

"Kill him, or everyone will die!"

A dozen figures jumped up one after another and fell to the ring.

"That's right, save me the trouble." Gu Qingshan raised his sword and pointed at the people in the sky.

The long sword stabbed straight forward, and the surging killing intent lingered on it, making the viewer's heart throb.

But the strange thing is that his sword was not aimed at the people who rushed over.

His sword pointed to the sky above the crowd.

The world is quiet.

Among the swords of the earth, something seemed to wake up suddenly and let out a pleasant murmur.

Sudden.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Like a giant in ancient mythology beating the drums of war,

The dazzling sword light burst from the tip of the ground sword and went all the way forward, making a deafening roar.

"Secret sword!" Some onlookers shouted.

Several sect elders glanced at each other, and one nodded: "Yes, the water is broken, I haven't seen such a secret sword for many years."

A violent sword wind blew past, and the dozen or so people who leaped over disappeared.

They were brushed aside by the sword wind, and their consciousness was dissipated by the explosion of the sword light, and they flew out of the Tiangong indiscriminately.

Several law enforcement cultivators flew out and used various flying magic weapons to pick up the fainted people.

More than a dozen monks lined up in a row, eyes closed, unconscious.

Gu Qingshan looked at the headmasters who had already stood up and said, "These people are still somewhat useful to the human race, so I will leave them alive."

He looked around at the cultivators below the ring and said, "From now on, if anyone dares to offend my Hundred Flowers Sect, I will kill them."

His tone was firm and calm.

Many monks thought about the scene just now, and quickly came to a correct judgment.

This young man really deflected the sword's edge, otherwise, with the power of the sword just now, it would be more than enough to kill these people.

Gu Qingshan retracted the sword and looked at the three remaining monks in the ring.

"Huh? Are you still there?" he asked strangely, "Aren't you going to fight me?"

The three knelt down and kowtowed: "I was wrong, I was wrong, you don't remember the villain, don't care about me."

As a cultivator, but kowtow to others, the Taoist heart has been broken.

Gu Qingshan stopped looking at them, took a deep breath, and looked at Li Changan.

"Come up." Gu Qing Shan smiled.

Li Changan also laughed and said, "You think I'm afraid of you."

"You have a secret sword, don't I have a profound meaning?" He stepped onto the ring step by step and said, "The new generation of disciples under the sage's sect should also be divided."

A long gun appeared in his hand.

Gu Qing Shan did not speak.

Li Changan raised his spear, threw the spear, and stopped.

"Let me teach you," he said.

Looking at his arrogant appearance, these two words should mean to teach each other.

Without waiting for Gu Qingshan to speak, the spear moved.

——From stillness to movement, almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into a lightning-fast killing move, and the surrounding air made a shrill sound of tearing.

Li Changan's whole body and spear were integrated into one, like a sharp arrow going forward.

This spear is the profound meaning of spear art, and it will never turn around unless it stabs someone.

No one would have thought that Li Changan thought so deeply, and he didn't have much to say. He would take the lead in attacking, not to mention that his shot was the ultimate move.

If Gu Qingshan was not prepared well, or if he didn't deal with it properly, he would definitely get a hole in it.

The spear did not enter Gu Qingshan's body.

One shot!

Got it!

Li Changan was about to laugh when he opened his mouth, but found that the touch from the tip of the gun was wrong.

Looking at it again, the person left behind an afterimage, and the real body has nowhere to go.

not good!

Li Changan dragged his spear and turned around and left.

A cool feeling came from the top of his head, and without hesitation, he swung the gun in the air, trying to knock the opponent down.

The two weapons met in the air, making a deafening sound.

Li Changan shouted violently: "Catch you, give me death!"

The long spear whistled across the afterimage with a mournful wind.

-Blow again.