The latest website: "Sister Ji, we still have something to do, please don't get in the way," Shi Jian said lightly.

He didn't intend to be polite to anyone on matters related to the Stone Clan.

"This is between me and him," Ji Ruobing said lightly, pointing at Xu Zimo.

Seeing what Shi Jian was still about to say, Xu Zimo waved his hand and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Shi, you can wait by the side for a while. I'll come as soon as I go."

"Can you do it?" Shi Jian asked: "She is the saint of Slaying Immortals."

"If I can't even solve it with her, how can I solve the Yu clan with you?" Xu Zimo smiled.

"Go to the martial arts stage. Fighting is not allowed in other places in Tiandao Academy," Xu Zimo said, looking at Ji Ruobing.

"That's what I meant," Ji Ruobing nodded.

The three of them stepped into the air and headed towards the martial arts stage, with a momentum like a rainbow for a time, and their bodies turned into a stream of light.

Landed on the competition stage.

Seeing that a big battle was about to start, some other students and some good deeds in Wanwutai started to publicize again.

More and more students are gathering here.

The saint of Slaughter Immortals once again challenged others.

Moreover, after defeating Mo Tianming yesterday, the challenge today is another person who climbed the tenth floor of the Tiandao Tower together 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 white skirt who borrowed her token before.

"Master, come on," Ren Pingsheng and Monk Dazhi cheered him in the audience.

Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed.

He originally regarded it as an ordinary contest, but he didn't expect these people to make a fuss.

Sure enough, there has never been a lack of people in this world to watch the lively people eating melons.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Of course it's Ji Ruobing, that's not the case."

"But the one named Xu Zimo, who killed Ao Nan before, is not a simple existence.

Don't talk so full. "

The people underneath talked a lot, each holding what they saw, and some even quarreled about it.

"So what, can Ao Nan compare with Ji Ruobing?

Chaffinch and the great picture. "

"Then wait and see, I am more optimistic about Xu Zimo."

There are two types of people who quarrel, but 90% of them still support Ji Ruobing.

After all, the reputation of Slaughter Immortal Sect is too loud.

"Pull out your knife," Ji Ruobing said lightly.

The sword aura in her hand exudes an astonishing mood, and the endless sword intent transforms into purgatory ascending.

"Ancient sword style first style, cloud-piercing style."

As the voice fell, I saw white clouds falling on the edge of the sky.

A sharp sword pierced the clouds, piercing it with Ling Ran's mood.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it has been confused by the cloud at this moment and it is difficult to see the sword aura.

Xu Zimo flicked his finger slightly, and saw that his unbiased strike hit the tip of the sword.

I saw that the originally tough sword body fluctuated unexpectedly, and Ji Ruobing's figure also retreated several steps.

"The second style of ancient swordsmanship, dry blue style."

The long sword came again, with an aura of destruction and withering.

At this moment, it seemed that the entire void was infected, shattered in a little bit of decay.

Xu Zimo smiled slightly, this kind of move does have some pediatrics for him.

He stretched out his right hand again, pinching his index finger and **** at the same time, and flicking again.

The shock caused by it caused Ji Ruobing's hands to shake, and the sword holding the sword was released without warning.

With a "clang" sound, the long sword fell to the ground, and a crisp voice sounded.

"If your so-called decisive battle is only like this, I will feel bored," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.

"What anxious, but appetizers," Ji Ruobing snorted coldly.

With a move with 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 pulse techniques."

Ji Ruobing said in a fit of anger.

"Ancient sword style third style, eternal style."

There is no eternal thing in the world, but it means eternity.

Even the emperor cannot be eternal, but my sword can.

The long sword pierced the silent sky, with the eternal power of the hurricane.

The void was cut neatly from the middle.

At this moment, the sword is unpredictable and impenetrable.

"When you enter the immortal, talk to me about eternity," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.

With a wave of his right hand, the majestic aura was surging, and because he couldn't bear the pressure, it "cracked".

This palm fell, as if a storm is coming, the so-called eternal style is just a flat boat that is hard to protect in the wind and rain.

Seeing this scene, Ji Ruobing's face changed slightly.

Hastened to change sword moves.

"Ancient sword style fourth style, truth seeking style."

The eternal sword intent changed, not so illusory and ethereal, but with a trace of rhyme.

Through all the fog and wind and frost, an astonishing sword intent erupted from the tip of the sword.

Converging continuously, they came to Xu Zimo to kill.

The meaning of the avenue sounded in my ears.

"The kid's tricks, it's time to stop," Xu Zimo was a little impatient.

The Ba Ying behind him unsheathed by himself and swept in with a broken sword shadow.

Hearing only a few "booms", the swords collided, Ba Ying cut down the opponent's sword with absolute power.

The sword intent was invaded, and the entire void was only left with a sea of swords like purgatory.

"Just show your fate, otherwise you don't even have the chance to shoot," Xu Zimo said calmly.

"It seems that my vision is correct, you are indeed an opponent worth fighting," Although the sword style was broken, Ji Ruobing's face did not panic.

Instead, some expectations.

As the vigorous momentum spread behind, the Cone of Myriad Tribulations shattered into the void, slowly rising up.

"Quiet the Purple Thunder Tribulation, the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation of the Universe."

Ji Ruobing didn't have any reservations, and two catastrophes fell when he opened his mouth.

With the rotation of the Cone of Myriad Tribulations, Heaven's Path seems to be induced.

The sky above the head was piled up by thick dark clouds.

In the dark clouds, the thunder broke out at dawn, slamming toward Xu Zimo with billowing power.

"It looks a bit like," Xu Zimo grinned.

Without the slightest dodge, just let the thunder strike him.

Lei Guang was bathed in his body, he twisted his neck and looked at Ji Ruobing with a smile: "Rumors that Lei Ting can exercise his body~www.mtlnovel.com~You seem to be not enough."

It wasn't until this moment that Ji Ruobing's face turned straight.

She stared at Xu Zimo.

The momentum of the whole body is getting stronger and stronger.

"I see when you can shake the thunder and robbery with your physical body."

"Skyfire, Xuanshui, Yimu, Thick Earth, Yaojin, Five Elements Thunder Tribulation."

The Cone of Myriad Tribulations behind Ji Ruobing had obviously moved to extreme speed.

"Soul Soul Divine Thunder."

She used all six thunder tribulations in a row.

The first five five elements of thunder tribulation are physical attacks, and the last soul-killing is aimed at divine souls.

You know, Divine Soul is Yin, for Thunder. This kind of most rigid to masculine thing is the most feared.