‘What a powerful magic weapon.’ Zhao Mou praised in his heart. His wind-absorbing technique had already been practiced to the point of being in the form of form, and he had escaped from the empty shell. He didn’t expect that this little red bead could resist it. If this kid had not had the shallowness of Taoism, he would still have the upper hand.

"This is the Lihuo God Pearl of the Immortal Master Chihuozi!" Huang Fu said in a shocking way, turned his head, and said to the Jiudaoman with a solemn expression: "After this battle, call your disciple, and I have something to say to him!"

"You old pipa is so good that you don't have any face. If you say it's yours, it's yours?" The wine Taoist curled his lips disdainfully: "Whoever is in his hands, it's who!" He didn't take it seriously.

"you--"

Not to mention Huang Fu Zhenren's beard and staring at him, Zhou Gan's magic power was insufficient on the ring and fell behind after taking it. Zhao Mou's own identity was not a hit, but instead looked at him with a smile, like a cat and a mouse.

‘It’s good to be arrogant.’ Zhou Gan thought so. With his hands turning, six golden iron chains as thick as arms shot out from his sleeves. The chain was engraved with strange runes, and there was a hidden roar of beasts. It was the Xuanyang Fire-gathering Beast God Chain. As his Taoist practice increased day by day, his power also increased.

Like a spirituality, he circled a few circles, avoided the splitting mirror, and tied each other together. The sound of "slam" gold and iron sounds suddenly surround Zhao Mou and tightly tied it in. The golden light shield of gathering beasts and demons suddenly took shape to cover the person, shrinking down with the iron chain, and gradually closed. How could the old immortal protect the treasure of the old man back then have no means? It was just that Zhou Gan can only use one or two percent now.

Zhao Mou's face sank. He was about to drive his family to sacrifice and practice for a hundred years and have been united with his body and mind. However, he saw Zhou Gan still not release the flying sword to fight the enemy. On the opposite side, he saw that the young sister Bai Yu was nervous. He changed his mind and used his true energy to gather the innate Taiyi essence made by the baby in his body on the index finger of his left hand. He took out two Zhu Wan, the size of rice, and recited the mantra. With a blink of an eye, the silver stars turned around and flew into the light shield. In a blink of an eye, it swelled thousands of times. The light shield dissipated, and the light shield and the net rushed away. The white light was rushing away, and the light shield and the net could not open his eyes. This treasure was called Muni's two-pole pill, which was the best to divide the light and destroy the air. If the circle of miasma treasures met it, it would be unlucky. The light would be greatly damaged, and the bone-metal shape would be broken, especially the most powerful.

The Lihuo Bead is made of extraordinary material, not like an ordinary alien magic weapon, but only the divine light overflows, and looks like an ordinary jade bead, which makes Old Taoist Huang Fu feel distressed, as if he loses his liver.

Zhou Gan saw the opportunity early, and when the white light suddenly ejected, he placed Taiqing's spiritual light outside his body, rushed to a corner of the arena with Qingyun, but was still knocked to the ground. The white cloud talisman was directly cracked, and the blood in his mouth fell down for no money, and soon dyed his clothes in front of him red.

‘Ba,ba,ba—’

"Junior Brother Zhou is really amazing. It is rare to force me to have two protective magic weapons." Zhao Mou clapped his hands and smiled, as if he was holding the younger generation, still in a calm manner.

'The splitting mirror can turn back the sword energy divine light, two pills can prevent the gods from covering the treasure circle, ordinary sword immortals are enough to get one defecation, Zhao Mou has two unique, and it should be almost the same. If there is still, it will be really the destruction of heaven.' Zhou Gan has long ignored the aversion in his body, his body is weak and lacking, and his heart is cold, and he only secretly thought, 'But if it is not, then...'

"What did senior brother say?" Zhou Gan scratched his head and suddenly grinned: "Just just use up the skills of a few tricks, the kid has used up all his methods. It seems that he must lose. What he wanted to win was impossible."

Zhao Mou was stunned. Is this boy telling the truth? Suddenly, he thought of Zhou's loud words before the fight. He often heard the reputation of Yuxu Peak disciples' naughty and strange reputation. The corners of his mouth raised, and he couldn't say that it was really like this, very dull.

"What do you want to do if junior brother?"

"I wanted to give in, but this is too backbone. Why don't you take action, senior brother, see if you can capture me? This will convince me." Zhou Gan said helplessly.

"Oh?" Zhao Mou hesitated for a while: "That's OK." He was beaten and didn't fight back. It was just my wish. He took you in a few moves, so as not to gain a reputation of bullying the last move.

"But Junior Brother Zhou, why don't you use the flying sword behind you?" Zhao Mou's eyes tightened, and seemed to say unintentionally, but he stared at Zhou Gan. He was neither stupid nor blind. Anyone would doubt whether he had not used the flying sword and had a backup plan. Although Zhao Mou was a little arrogant, he would not do anything to capsize the gutter.

Zhou Gan's heart shrank, but his expression was not moved on the surface, and he made a embarrassed expression. He smiled and said, "My sword control technique is not bad. I have seen my senior brother's fighting skills in the previous few rounds. The sword technique is really amazing. If I used it at this time, I am afraid I would have lost a long time ago. So I thought, as a junior brother, if I don't use the flying sword, you are not embarrassed to use it, you can escape the disaster!"

As soon as this said, the audience burst into laughter, and Zhao Mou smiled. This kid is wise and can come up with this bad idea, but he said it, and I don’t know if it’s really stupid or fake stupid.

Although he still had a few doubts, he couldn't help but relax. Seeing this, Zhou Gan had no extra movements and had already clenched his fists. In the first round of nearly 100 battles, he didn't believe that he had happened to have seen his own fighting skills. Otherwise, he could have listened to the oral statements of others. How high can his new disciples be? Or, no matter how high they are, can they be higher than their own? People who are arrogant usually think so.

Off the field, Song Dazhu quietly pushed Qin Yu and wondered: "Is the youngest's performance a bit strange?"

Unexpectedly, the elder brother raised his lips and said softly: "Don't say too much, just look at it and you will know that this battle is not interesting."

"Haha, junior brother, don't worry about using the sword. Senior brother, I won't use the Sang Jing Sword. I will test you with magic alone. I will take me the Red Cloud Jindou big capture method!" Zhao Mou laughed, and his palm was snatched out of thin air. He was full of momentum and mighty. A white cloud floating in the sky was captured by him. It was still halfway through, and it turned into a giant red cloud palm. The rays of light shone brightly, and the 'rumbling' fell. Zhou Gan's head was dark. Just looking at his shadow, he was content with more than ten acres of size, covering a small half of the arena.

Even the people below the stage changed their faces. What a powerful spell, Zhou Gan quickly turned around, divided into seven or eight real and false shadows, and fled in all directions. The giant palm was inserted directly into the stage, and his five fingers pressed out five large holes the size of a water tank, and another loud "boom".

He still raised it, pressed it to two of them, and directly crushed it into green air, but it was a fake object. Zhao Mou frowned, pinched the magic trick, raised his giant palm, blocked the sweep, and made a few "bang" sounds, and three more "Zhou Gan" split into pieces, and they were still fake.

Although his expression remained unchanged, he felt a little impatient in his heart. He made such a sound and didn't get rid of the kid for a few strokes. He felt a little embarrassed. Only then did he notice that the human form formed by the sword energy was really realistic, and even his aura was exactly the same. He really couldn't tell whether it was true or false. He didn't know how this guy cultivated it.

The rays of light were layered, thick and strong, and the cheers of wind and fire were supposed to be extremely powerful spells, but Zhao Mou was trapped in his words and was unable to take off the flying sword for a long time, causing him to catch them like a mouse walking a cat, but he had no idea how to start.

He laughed loudly and shouted, "Young brother, I'm so capable, I'll take my magic weapon again!"

Another thing was thrown out, but it was a crystal pillar called the Sand Transformation Pillar. As soon as the pup landed, a small part of it merged into the arena. It was suddenly like a scene of water boiling and mountain collapse. Small bubbles popped up out of thin air on the ground. Then, with a "bang" sound, large and small, thick and thin sand particles sprayed out, like droplets storm, and the waves were rolling. What's even more strange is that it did not fall on the ground, but instead floated in the air, forming a sand storm, pressing towards Zhougan. "Puff puff puff", the sand swords and spears formed by the "Zhougan" were drilled through the body.

There were red clouds and palms above, and there was no cone foot below. The spiritual sand was everywhere, the yellow dust rolled, and the messy scene. As the kingfisher cried, the green light was raised, and Zhou Gan drove the green spirits and rose out of it, floating like a fairy, the sword light flashed, rushing left and right, and the flying dragon danced like a sharp movement, letting the enemy's atmosphere turn around, and the sand and gravel and stones split and merge, and it was impossible to deal with him.

‘So fast sword speed!’ Zhao Mou gritted his teeth and took out another treasure. The purple light and red air hung in the air, but another mirror, called the calcium carbide fire. A fire-like aurora suddenly gathered on the glass surface, which seemed like fire and electricity. In less than a foot of it, he rushed to Zhou Gan’s body. His eyes shrank, without thinking, and instinctively moved his fingers. His body suddenly divided into two. The aurora shot through it, but it fell into a space. The strange appearance suddenly merged and turned into Zhou Gan’s body. This move is also one of the most powerful sword-control techniques in "The Sword Art of the Apes". Through the incredible fine sword energy, the space in front of him three times increased and shrank three times, just shifting his body one third incredible way, just avoiding the vital attack. The disadvantage is only a lot of mana, and half of the true energy in his body instantly went away.

At this time, Zhou Gan had a flaw. The red cloud palm rushed down with the whistle and whistle, just as his magic power was rotating and was about to be alive, Zhao Mougang was happy, and the sound of birds in his mind suddenly sounded, and his hands were slow, but the fairy sword protected the master. The green light first broke out and rushed out from the gap between the big fingers. It took a full stick of incense. Zhao Mou lost his way to Zhou Gan, and his magic power was consumed very much.

"Senior Brother Zhao, take out the sword, or you will lose!" Zhou Gan's shout suddenly came from the air.

Even the stupidest person now knows that he has fallen into Zhou Gan's plan to show weakness. Zhao Mou let out a long roar, and a series of green lights burst out from his body. He has been trained into a piece of work, and he has stopped in the air while controlling one of the mother swords. He said coldly, saying word by word: "It seems that Junior Brother Zhou is short in his entry, but he is extremely smart!"

"The Taoist practice is still shallow, I have to do this." Zhou Gan said calmly.

"Then why don't you pretend for a while and let Zhao run out of his magic power!"

"If you win like this, that's so boring!" Zhou Gan raised the corner of his mouth, revealing his white teeth. "I guess until this time, Senior Brother, the magic power in your body is still higher than me. Zhou Gan is not a good deal." This behavior before was just a far-reaching difference in Taoism and a balance was just to seize it. Otherwise, if you surround the flying sword and fight a few magic tricks, you will lose your life. No matter how profound your sword control skills are, you will have nothing. Besides, others are not stupid. They are just inspired by their temperament. It is a matter of time to realize that it is a matter of time.

Zhao Mou was speechless, and what he said was true. Who was blamed? He thought he was stunned, but he didn't expect others to lead him by his nose. He screamed in anger and waved his hand and pushed it. Thirty or forty flying swords and mulberry spirits shot from all directions, and several magic weapons were waiting for an opportunity to move.

If Zhao Mou used his sword to fight the enemy and then siege him with magic weapons, his power would be ten thousand, then his previous power would be only one or two points. The battle situation instantly became lifeless, but everyone on the field was stunned by the change. Is it just a plan? It really scared many people.

"My junior brother is so stupid. Wouldn't it be better to fool Zhao Daizi for a while?" He Qin sighed with regret, and the other two senior brothers He also nodded.

"You know what," Song Dazhu patted the heads of several people: "The youngest does this is what the real wise man does."

One by one, the "Zhou Gan" showed shape, with as many as thirty or forty, surrounding all the eight corners of the arena, and all the Bailing Fairy Swords were emitted. Dozens of green lights divided into hundreds of flying swords in the air. Since it can simulate the thunder sword energy, this illusionized flying sword is not a problem.

Everyone in the audience was shocked. Even these decent sword immortals had never seen so many exactly the same flying swords dancing in the air. Even the masters of his sects intersected each other. Their souls swept down and could naturally identify their true bodies. However, the cleverness of this technique was indeed unprecedented.

"Ha, Wan Jian Guiyi, the old monkey's best trick is always cherished by himself. He didn't teach me, but my disciples realized it from the sword technique!" The wine Taoist took a sip of wine and laughed.

It is not for fun to transform so many flying swords. "The Sword Art of the Ape" has two wonderful features. One is the subtle evolution of sword energy, and the other is the seventy-nine styles that specialize in the sword control methods of various sects in the world. None of them are difficult to master, let alone fellow practitioners.

Qingcheng Sword Art uses the right to eliminate evil and broaden the source. If you practice it to the extreme, you can cleanse the world's demonic atmosphere without any flaws. However, although Zhao Mou is not good at it, he has so many mysterious magic weapons to sacrifice and promote, so how can he have time to think about it? The Bailing Sword is one enemy, and the stars fly at lightning, and respond with the continuous and soft sword wind. He specifically picks up the ups and downs in the gaps, but he is not at all inferior. The way of fighting against the fight is disordered. Zhao Mou is driving it more and more difficult. He wants to form a sword formation to fight against the enemy, but he never finds the opportunity. What's more, there are so many real flying swords, so how can you tell it? It's impossible to say that there are dozens of "Bailing Swords" attacking, none of which is true. A sword passes by without paying attention, but it is the original body.

Those exquisite magic weapons are not vegetarians. By chance, the aurora just passed through the place where Zhou Gan passed by, and there was only a flash. The beam of light passed through Taiqing Lingguang without any obstacles, piercing a big hole in the right leg, and the bones and flesh disappeared, which was really heart-wrenching. When the sand and stones ran around, Zhou Gan was covered in blood, and wounds were invisible.

Although Zhao Mou was not injured, he lost all face and mind, and his magic power was exhausted, which was the end of his strength.

Seeing his appearance, Zhou Gan was expected to be the key to the decisive victory. He shouted loudly, and the dozens or hundreds of flying swords pulled at the same time and closed into the air. A giant beast was formed with antlers and a hunched head, a mirage-bellied fish scale, a red fire and blue smoke all over his body, and his feet were as big as a house. His four hooves ran out of thin air and rushed towards Zhao Mou!!

‘Fake, or - real!’ Zhao Mou was startled first, and then he wanted to recall the magic weapon and attack again. When he swept his eyes, the beast's hooves stepped on the nearby sand and stones and had a black paste formed, which was obviously burning. He saw the Qilin's sword energy swelling into the sky, and the cold evil spirit was covered with sword energy, "This, this is impossible! He has only been in the past few years and can comprehend the sword magic power transformed by sword energy!!"

Qin Qi, who was watching from a distance outside the field, stood up with a surprised expression. This look was so similar to his own transformation sword technique. Could it be that this guy learned it thoroughly after he went back?!

Li Qiong'er tightened her hand and held it, it was Leng Xue, her own flying sword!

"No?" The wine gourd sent to his mouth was also stopped halfway. The old Taoist Huang Fu next to him was also the same expression. He also knew how long Zhou Gan had been in the beginning.

Zhao Mou had no time to think too much, so he plucked up his remaining magic power, expanded the reflector three times, and protected him in front of him. Muni's Two Pole Pills shot out his hand. With his current state, even so, he might not be able to block this sword magic power!

The sword energy Qilin roared and rushed straight up. The murderous intent and evil aura came over. After Zhao Mou had already condensed the green light in front of him, he wanted to fight to block this killing move. Who knew that - there was no harm at all...

The object is still just an illusion, but there is a lot of group of fire, and the murderous intent and evil spirit can also be transformed-

A green light suddenly penetrated the giant palm of the Red Cloud Brocade Doll, breaking through the fairy light behind Zhao Mou, and the cold sword tip was pressed against his neck.

"Senior brother, you lost."
Chapter completed!