The countless gazes looking at Liu Xuan were filled with a deep shock.

Even Mu Qinglei was quite shocked.

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

Relentless hatred, but a hint of fear emerged in Mu Qinglei's old eyes.

Even Mu Qinglei was like this, let alone the young people such as Mu Hongyan. Their eyes were full of fear in their eyes when they looked at Liu Xuan.

Center of the field,

Liu Xuan held the mace and shouted loudly, "Who else is not convinced? Those who are not convinced come over and die!"

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

Mu Feng is the strongest person in the younger generation of Moyun Mountain. Not only does his own strength reach the fifth level of the emperor level, but he also has the fourth-level alien fire and heart fire, and his strength is extremely powerful.

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

The strongest Mu Feng ended up like this, let alone 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, then moved his eyes away again.

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

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

Luo Zhen sat in the seat with an expressionless face. After he glanced at Liu Xuan in the center of the venue, he glanced at the monk with a knife in the distance.

Although Liu Xuan is amazing, Luo Zhen still doesn't take him seriously.

Liu Xuan has spiritual weapons, and he also has Luo Zhen, and there are three more, which can form a sword formation!

The only one who really cares about Luo Zhen is always the only monk with a knife!

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

The monk with sword, who had been paying attention to Luo Zhen, slowly stood up and walked towards the center of the field.

All the people here are masters. Whenever the monk with swords was moved, everyone's eyes were cast in the entire arena.

"What is this monk doing?" Some viewers said in surprise.

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

"Didn't he see Liu Xuan killing all sides just now? He dares to challenge Liu Xuan? Could it be that he is crazy??"

"This monk is approaching Liu Xuan. He is afraid he really wants to fight Liu Xuan!"

Amidst the shocking discussions, the monk with sword came to the center of the venue.

Liu Xuan sneered, "I didn't expect that someone really dared to come and die!"

"Amitabha, the donor said too early, and it is not necessarily the one who died." The monk with a knife said with a smile on his face.

"Yohe, I'm still a sharp-tongued monk," Liu Xuan continued to sneer, saying, "I won't kill the nameless ones!"

"My monk's Dharma name, Qijie." The monk with sword said with a smile.

"Qianjie? Okay, I know," Liu Xuan said indifferently, "Monk, I will give you a chance. If you kneel down and kowtow ten times, then I will spare your life, how about it?"

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

Liu Xuan was stunned immediately.

Not only Liu Xuan was stunned, but the tens of thousands of viewers around him, as well as the Demon Cloud Mountain in the Dragon Slaying City, were all stunned after hearing this.

"It only takes two swords to kill me!" Liu Xuan laughed furiously, "Okay, I'll stand here to see how you kill me!"

Qijie smiled and then slowly pulled out the ancient long knife around his waist.

To be precise, the simplest thing is just the scabbard.

Under the gaze of countless gazes, Qijie drew out a blood-colored long blade.

As soon as the knife appeared, everyone, including Luo Zhen, Mu Qinglei and Liu Batian, had their hearts beating and the blood in their bodies was rushing wildly.

After several seconds, this abnormality slowly disappeared.

"Ahhhh!"

"Bang bang bang!!"

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

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

"Those people cannot bear the power of the Qijie Blood Sword, and they are directly suppressed!" Mu Qinglei did not hide his shock, and said in horror in his tone.

"Qijie's knife is so powerful and so weird!"

At this time, Liu Batian from the Dragon Slaying City suddenly stood up and shouted at Liu Xuan, "Don't be careless, this Seven Rings Monk is very dangerous!"

"It's very dangerous?" Liu Xuan was slightly stunned in the center of the field, and then put away his arrogance towards Qijie.

I still have to listen to my father’s words. My father said that Qijie is very dangerous, which means that Qijie is indeed extraordinary!

Qijie smiled and said lightly, "Master Liu, look at me for the first knife."

Then, Qijie raised the blood knife in his hand and slashed it lightly at Liu Xuan.

This was really a slash. Qijie's movements were very light, just like a casual wave.

After swinging the knife, a thin blood-colored line more than ten meters long shot out from the Qijie Blood Sword and slashed towards Liu Xuan.

Liu Xuan did not dare to be careless, and he urged the magic weapon in his hand with all his strength, and smashed it hard at the coming blood-colored thin line.

"boom!!!"

The blood-colored thin line seemed slight, but after colliding with the mace, a shocking roar was found. Then, a crack appeared in the spiritual weapon mace in Liu Xuan's hand with a "click".

"Click!"

The cracks are getting more and more intense, 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 completely exploded into pieces!

The giant python spirit whined and then collapsed on the spot!

The entire arena was quiet as if dead.

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

"Liu Xuan's spiritual weapon was actually slashed with one knife!!"

"That's a spiritual weapon!"

"Damn, am I dazzled? Who will wake me up?"

"Ahhhh, 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 could hardly believe his eyes.

Liu Batian subconsciously kept swallowing and spitting, and the horror in his eyes was almost overflowing.

One knife,

A spiritual weapon was exploding with one knife!

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

Center of the field,

Qijie's face had an unchanging smile. He slowly raised the blood knife and said with a smile, "Master Liu, I am going to use the second knife."

"No!!"

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

"Just admit defeat, I don't want to kill more, Amitabha Buddha." Qijie said, while putting 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 viewers looked at Qijie holding the blood knife, and the eyes were like they were looking at the evil ghost.

Qijie ignored many gazes, and his eyes swept towards Luo Zhen, and said with a smile, "This donor, I feel that you are very special. Can I fight with me?"
Chapter completed!