On the ring, two martial arts sixth-grade warriors are fighting.

The man on the left holds a rare scorpion tail arm hook. This weapon is worn on the outside of the user's arm. The end of an extended iron rod is hook-shaped.

This weapon can be swept and chopped. If it is pulled by a hook and spoon, as long as the wearer pulls it, it will inevitably lead to a broken skin and blood.

The man on the right used a long sword, with his sharp sword skills and strong sharpness.

The two of them fought quickly and steadily, and the viewing was quite good, which attracted the audience's praise and the atmosphere was warm.

"This scorpion tail arm hook seems to be the unique weapon of the scorpion Laojiu in the North Mountain. Is that old guy who is unwilling to participate himself, so he sent his disciples to come for him."

"It's not that there is no possibility. After all, this time is just the first martial arts conference in Yunzezhou. It's normal that they can't attract all the powerful masters. It's understandable that they send their disciples to participate in the first or second."

"Hey, what is that."

Just as the two of them were fighting fiercely on the ring, a light blue figure faintly escaped from the two of them.

At first, this posture looked like a very afterimage, but as more and more people noticed the situation, everyone discovered the problem.

Finally, when the two people on the ring found something was wrong and tried to stop, they were shocked to find that their bodies were completely out of control!

They were like two puppets secretly controlled by others, and they couldn't help but continue to fight on the ring.

"What is that."

"I don't know, I've never seen it."

The competition area was immediately controversial, and everyone couldn't help but stand up and observe the light blue figure on the ring in wonder.

Gongsun Qinglong and three dragon heads who were watching the game in the audience were stunned when they saw this scene.

Zhao Bao asked in a low voice: "Brother, this is different from what we agreed with the one we had with, why did he start to do it at this time?"

Gongsun Qinglong expressed his doubts: "You ask me who I want to go, no matter what. Since that's the case, start the action in advance. The second brother, go command the archer, the third brother, take people to block the entire Cangshan Mountain. If necessary, you can cut off the bridge. No warrior is allowed to leave the scene."

"I understand." Zhao Bao and Qian Hu were shocked at the same time and responded one after another.

Once this action is launched, it will surely shock the entire Yunzezhou in the future.

"Help, help!"

The two fighting on the ring saw that they could not control their bodies at all, so they spoke out and planned to seek help from those around them, but they immediately found that they could not even make a sound.

Everything about them is trapped in their bodies, and a mysterious powerful force occupies control of their entire bodies.

Although everyone watching the competition area was confused, they could not notice any abnormality for a moment, so they stood there and watched the changes.

However, they wanted to be quiet, but Gongsun Qinglong had no such plan.

A name was ready, and the Qinglong Club archers hiding near the viewing area were exposed from behind the walls and launched a shooting at the warriors who were watching the game.

For warriors of third-grade martial arts, unless it is a sneak attack, they can sense the moment the arrow is shot and make some dodge reactions.

Although these archers from the Qinglong Club were hiding invisible enough, they were already noticed by many warriors present when they pulled the strings and shot the archery.

All the people who were watching the game or who were going to participate were shocked and furious.

What is Qinglong Club doing? Are they planning to turn against the martial arts forces in the entire Yunzezhou?

Swallowing, swishing, swishing!

A large number of arrows flew over, and the warriors hurriedly picked up their weapons and fought back, knocking or cutting off all the flying arrows, without any chance to get close.

When these warriors took action to stop the flying arrows, they did not notice that there were also light blue afterimages on their bodies.

It's just not as obvious as those on the two people on the ring.

...

Bang!

The ground was constantly hit by Ning Xiu's thunder hammer, and Baili Yu was able to avoid Ning Xiu's attack range just right every time, as flexible as a loach.

At the same time, after avoiding the attack, Baili Yu would find the right opportunity to launch a counterattack against Ning Xiu from time to time, resulting in the surface of Ning Xiu's body protection golden bells that are now full of fists. If there is no golden bell to resist one or two, these fists will have to be fisted on Ning Xiu.

"I can understand that you implanted the unicorn bones in his body, but what happened to the monument behind him?" Ning Xiu couldn't catch it for a long time, so he had to retreat to Pan Zhao and asked.

"That is one of the remains of the martial arts monument. During his lifetime, the ancestor of the Martial Saint studied martial arts all over the world and carved all his experiences on a stone monument. After some reason, he smashed it and scattered it into seventy-two remains. Baili Yu stole one when he escaped from the front line. He didn't know what he did to this remains in his body over the years, so he hid it in his body. Be careful, that thing was left by the ancestor of the Martial Saint, and its power should not be underestimated." Pan Zhao reminded.

Ning Xiu really wanted to curse after hearing this. The Demon-Fuing Guard on the front line was full all day long, but he had nothing to do, but he actually created such a monster in secret.

It is the Qilin bone of the Martial Saint Ancestor and the broken piece of the Martial Saint Ancestor. Did I just see that Baili Yu’s luck line is deep red, and I can get these two opportunities at the same time? This luck is indeed no one else.

Baili Yu held the monument with his arms behind him. Although his expression seemed to have lost his mind, it seemed that he was secretly taken over by some existence. His whole aura looked obviously different from the beginning.

At this time, in Ning Xiu's eyes, he was really like an old monster who had been hidden in the world for hundreds of years, and looked so profound.

It's like... the Martial Saint Ancestor is alive.

Because of those mysterious long fog-shaped lines, Baili Yu's injuries were all healed. This long sequel seemed to have the ability to absorb the essence of others and restore his own injuries. In this way, it seemed quite difficult.

Bailiyu reached out and grabbed it. A long spear flew around not far away, and was accurately grabbed in his hand by Bailiyu.

With the weapons, his breath became sharp in an instant. He kicked one leg and the ground collapsed.

A wave of air burst out from under his feet, and he instantly rushed towards Ning Xiu with a gun.

On the ground where the spear passed by, cracks appeared one after another. It was obviously such a simple shot, but it had a divine power that was terrifying.

I saw a huge dragon head suddenly appeared in front of the gun, and it turned out that the gun energy appeared.

Ning Xiu's expression was serious and he did not dare to underestimate it. He poured his internal force into the thunder hammer and raised the hammer to swing it out with both hands.

In an instant, the hammer energy turned into a fierce wave of the sky, facing the gun Qi dragon spirit that was covering the sky with a cover. The two of them had the same match, regardless of the upper and lower levels.

Pan Zhao looked at Ning Xiu's back in the state of the king, and was extremely shocked.

Although he and Ning Xiu are both of the fifth grade of martial arts, he can clearly feel that the strength Ning Xiu burst out in the state of the Heavenly King is something he cannot compare at all.

The limit of the fourth grade, this is definitely at the level of the fourth grade limit.

In other words, Ning Xiu has reached the level of being able to fight across grades, and this potential can be considered one of the top ones among the third grades of martial arts.

"When did such a person appear in the Demon Sect? It shouldn't be. Why have I never heard of the name Ning Xiu before?" Pan Zhao muttered.

boom!!!

When the dragon head and the fierce wave collided, the entire bamboo forest could not withstand the power of this impact force, and the bamboo roots were directly uprooted on the spot and fell into pieces, as if they were blown by a storm, and the scene was in a mess.

Those who sat cross-legged inside the bamboo forest and were absorbed by Baili Yu as nutrients could not stabilize their bodies and were blown away several feet away.

Pan Zhao evacuated early, but was not affected too much by the fight between the two.

Looking down from the sky, you can see where Ning Xiu and Baili Yu fought. In an instant, a huge round pit with a diameter of about ten feet was sunk, and all the soil in the pit was flying far away.

The spear head collided with the thunder hammer, but in the end the quality of the thunder hammer was better. The steel gun in Baili Yu's hand could not withstand this pressure at all. After a few breaths, the spear head dissipated on the spot and turned into iron powder and spilled on the ground.

The gun body kept cracking, and finally spread to the position where Bailiyu's hand was held and then exploded directly. The steel sheet even scratched his palm and pulled out a large number of scars.

Blood poured on the ground, dyeing the soil red.

This collision was Ning Xiusheng.

But Ning Xiu did not show any pride on his face. In his opinion, this was the result that should have been.

Not to mention the thunder hammer, the three-level hammer power and the power increase provided by the King of Heavenly Kings Vajra are the most suitable techniques for such head-on collisions. They will win the battle, and anyone under the third grade will die.

But Baili Yu was only scratched by the exploded gun body with his hands and no other injuries were found. This is what made Ning Xiu feel afraid of.

This person is definitely more than that, and he still has methods he has never seen before.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Ignoring the injuries on his hand, Baili Yu reached out and grabbed it, and two more long swords flew from a distance, just in his hand.

This time I changed to using swordsmanship. The two swords were as light as the autumn wind blowing the fallen leaves, and were as fast as the spirit snake, and came to Ning Xiu in the left and right directions.

His sword energy turned into two snake shadows, and the danger was no less than the previous shot.

When Ning Xiu saw this scene, something suddenly came back to his mind.

Pan Zhao once said that Baili Yu had not improved his strength for more than ten years, because he spent all his time studying various martial arts techniques, whether it was weapons, fists, feet, hidden weapons, or poison skills.

The level of understanding is definitely not just the superficial. If so, then this is the most dangerous place for Bailiyu, and he can do anything.

With one hammer, Baili Yu broke the sword, and the other sword quietly slashed on the surface of the body-protecting golden bell. After the battle just now, the surface of the body-protecting golden bell has long been ruined, and Ning Xiu had no time to distract himself from injecting internal force to repair the body-protecting golden bell.

This made Baili Yu seize this loophole and directly cut a hole the size of a human head on the golden bell.

In an instant, Baili Yu had three more flying knives in his hand, and he accurately threw them into the hole on the surface of the Golden Bell.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The flying knife carried the sound of breaking the wind and quickly passed through the hole and shot towards several fatal holes on Ning Xiu's body.

Seeing this, Ning Xiu didn't care too much, so he waved his palm and forced the two most critical flying knives to fly away, while the remaining one pierced into his shoulder, and his muscles were stuck as soon as he broke his skin.

Ning Xiu had already practiced the Golden Bell Cover, so his body was hard, so he naturally didn't need to say much. Even if he didn't rely on the body protection, he could not be damaged by ordinary iron weapons.

Baili Yu frowned immediately when he saw that the two swords and the flying knife could not hurt Ning Xiu, and the surface of the martial arts monument behind him suddenly lit up a light blue light.

The old face located below Bailiyu's back neck suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ning, Ning Xiu!"
To be continued...