Enhance comprehension

"Boy, you made it easy for me to find you. Just give me your life today." Chi Jizi said fiercely.

"The number of winners and losers is still two, Elder Chi should seek more blessings for himself." Now that things have happened, Wan Hu is no longer afraid of Chi Jizi, so he can take the opportunity to avenge the bracelet.

"You kill my grandson and destroy my treasures. So what if you are lucky enough to form an elixir? Give me your life!" After speaking, Chi Jizi took out a spiritual weapon flying sword and attacked Wan Hu.

Wan Hu naturally did not dare to rely on him any more. Elder Chi's skills were much stronger than before. He seemed to have reached a later stage of cultivation, and he seemed to have some opportunities. However, whether it was speed or reach, compared to Bai

Lie Shang has a big gap. If he takes out Shining Auto, it should be fine. However, Shining Auto is his trump card. When Wan Hu awakens, he only uses his physical body to compete with Elder Chi.

It was too late, but Wan Hu easily dodged Elder Chi and punched Elder Chi in the abdomen with his backhand. After all, Elder Chi had rich fighting experience.

Looking at the tiger's neck, it looked like he was about to trade his injuries for his life.

Seeing this, Wan Hu quickly retracted his fist, jumped back a little, kicked away Elder Chi's sword with one kick, used his strength to use his strength, and kicked Elder Chi with the other kick. This was a move called the roundhouse kick that Kaili had demonstrated before.

His unique skill, if he misses a hit, the next one will follow. If he misses again, he can hit again. The cycle starts over and over again. Relying on inertia, each blow will be heavier than the last. How can Elder Chi flinch? His punch follows his leg, which contains

Infinite strength, one punch can hit ten thousand tigers, and it is almost impossible to lose.

In terms of physical fitness, Elder Chi, who has experienced hundreds of battles, is not inferior to Wan Hu. In terms of strength cultivation in the late stage of pill formation, compared with Wan Hu in the early stage of pill formation, even though Wan Hu is a talented person, his cultivation level is better.

The gap is still very obvious. Fortunately, Wan Hu's movement skills are psychedelic and his attacks are weird. In the moment of fighting, neither side is at an advantage.

"Not bad, kid, but that's it. Go and die." Elder Chi suddenly shook his tiger body, astonishing spiritual pressure rose into the sky, and his whole body actually exuded an even more terrifying power.

"Huh?" Wan Hu hurriedly jumped back a few meters. A trace of haze flashed in front of Elder Chi's current state. He must have used some secret method to temporarily improve his cultivation, but this power was too powerful.

Too appalling.

Afterwards, Elder Chi put away his flying sword and attacked Wan Hu with his bare hands. When he was still a few meters away from Wan Hu, he suddenly disappeared. Then he appeared behind Wan Hu in an instant and struck Wan Hu with an elbow.

Knocked down, and then kicked Wan Hu up with another vigorous kick.

Wan Hu pounced, spitting out a pool of pus and blood, slowly got up, wiped it with his big hand, and showed an evil smile from the corner of his mouth. This is interesting. If it were Elder Chi before, it seemed that it was not enough to arouse Wan Hu's fighting spirit, and with Bai

Now that he is used to fighting fiercely, his horizons have naturally improved. At this time, Elder Chi is an opponent worth fighting for.

"Old guy, what is that? It's not enough to see." Wan Hu pointed at Elder Chi's nose, moved his body, and his eyes became sharp.

"You are so arrogant!" Elder Chi rushed over again and repeated his old trick. He disappeared instantly and then appeared behind Wan Hu.

Naturally, Wan Hu didn't let Elder Chi succeed this time. Miraculously, when Elder Chi appeared, he crouched down to avoid Elder Chi's first blow, and instantly swept his legs. After Elder Chi jumped slightly to dodge, Wan Hu

Tiger took advantage of Elder Chi's brief period in the air, and immediately struck out a punch that contained eight layers of internal energy. Elder Chi was not hesitant and used his feet to catch the fist, trying to defeat the cleverness with force.

For a moment, fists and feet collided, and Wan Hu suddenly felt as if his right hand was broken, and there were bursts of bone breaking sounds. On the other hand, Elder Chi seemed to be fine, but the eight levels of internal energy attacked along the ankle towards the Dantian. The winner was decided.

Elder Chi clutched his painful abdomen, and there were faint signs of collapse in his spiritual power. Wan Hu looked at Elder Chi from a distance, as if he was looking at a dead person...

"I didn't expect that in just a few months, it would reach this point. But today, even if I risk my life, I will take your life!" Then Elder Chi took out some unknown pills from the storage bag and drank them quickly, and suddenly there was a strong feeling.

Pain hit him, Elder Chi's face held back an unbearable look, but he slowly smiled.

At this time, the pressure on Elder Chi's body rose again, and an unconcealable spiritual pressure struck in all directions. The faces of the monks watching in the audience suddenly showed a startling expression.

"Nascent Soul Stage Monk?"

"No, it's not even close. I should have used the secret medicine to forcibly improve my cultivation, but it should have surpassed the peak of the late stage of pill formation!"

"If this is the case, the side effects must be huge!"

"Is this monk desperate for his life? It seems that the young monk is also in trouble..."

The monks in the audience felt the shocking changes on the stage and started talking in low voices. Although Elder Chi was not considered to have the cultivation level of Nascent Soul stage, Wan Hu, who was in the early stage of pill formation, seemed to everyone that his life was at stake.

Elder Chi didn't say anything else. When his spiritual pressure reached its peak, he turned his palms into claws, carrying the vast spiritual pressure, and came towards Wanhu. He struck out with a black tiger and ripped out his heart. Wanhu had no time to react and was caught.

A piece of chest meat, blood suddenly spurted out.

The severe pain caused Wan Hu to fight back instinctively, and he no longer covered up. He turned over his hand and took out the Shining Automatic, and shot out instantly, directly hitting Elder Chi's chest. At this time, Elder Chi was naturally unable to dodge, and his whole body of spiritual power protected his chest.

, trying to block Wan Hu's attack, but the Shining Spirit's automatic power was huge, and at such a close distance, although Elder Chi forcibly improved his cultivation, his body did not make much progress, and he only resisted slightly, and his chest suddenly

Being pierced.

The subsequent kick to Wan Hu slowly fell as blood spurted from his chest. Wan Hu covered the leaking wound on his chest and slowly walked off the stage. Elder Chi on the stage was already

No life left at all.

The best martial art in the world has strict regulations. The competition is for competition. Under abnormal circumstances, killing someone will be disqualified from the competition. Elder Chi first illegally used banned pills to improve the monks, and then attacked Wan Hu with all his strength. He didn't hold back any of them. This kind of

Even under abnormal circumstances, Wan Hu killed Elder Chi on the stage, and the deacons and various monks in the audience had no objections. Of course, a considerable number of people were afraid of Wan Hu's powerful strength.

A single move killed a monk who had surpassed the late stage of pill formation. Was he really a monk in the early stage of pill formation? The monks in the audience all looked sideways at Wan Hu, speculating endlessly.

"Xiaohu, you're okay!" Seeing Wan Hu step down, Bai Qingxin hurriedly took out gauze to stop Wan Hu's bleeding.

"You are still trying to be brave. Did you know that you were almost scratched in the heart by that monk? What a nonsense!" Qian'er was a little angry.

"It's okay." Wan Hu smiled bitterly. Even if he was seriously injured, he would still kill Elder Chi, otherwise he would become his biggest enemy in the future.

Half an hour later, Bai Lie's final battle began. His opponent was a swordsman in black clothes and black robes, with his sword pointing in one direction. He seemed to be a master. After all, he had been eliminated in two rounds, and those who were still on the field were all top-notch swordsmen.

Alchemy monk.

"Feng Xiaotian!" The black-clothed sword cultivator cupped his fists and said.

"Bai Lie." Bai Lie also responded.

When they heard the two exchange names, the spectators in the audience exploded.

"Feng Xiaotian? How come this sounds familiar!"

"That's the current head disciple of Taiyi Sword Sect, the genius with the highest talent in swordsmanship in the past century!"

"According to rumors, he has reached the point where his sword will follow his will..."

"Thinking about this situation, I'm afraid even the white-faced ghost is no match..."

In the past few days, Bai Lie has been able to kill every opponent he has faced instantly. In addition, due to his overly eye-catching appearance, he has been nicknamed the White-faced Ghost.

Feng Xiaotian did not attack first, but made a gesture of invitation, as if letting the weaponless Bai Lie strike...

Bai Lie was naturally not humble. He just wanted to end the battle quickly and leave here. He quickly rushed in front of Feng Xiaotian and used all his strength to punch Feng Xiaotian on the shoulder. Feng Xiaotian was a little surprised at Bai Lie's speed.

, he immediately blocked it with his sword. After a sword cry, Feng Xiaotian was blasted several meters away. At least he was not injured. The clothes on his shoulders were damaged. He took Bai Lie's punch forcefully, which was considered quite powerful.

Bai Lie was a little surprised. It seemed that Feng Xiaotian's strength was still higher than that of Ten Thousand Tigers. Bai Lie looked calm and attacked again without giving Feng Xiaotian a chance to breathe.

At this time, Feng Xiaotian naturally did not dare to raise his hand. He raised the spirit sword and charged it up. The spirit sword flashed with a trace of light and slashed at the charging Bai Lie. Bai Lie did not dodge at all, using his pure flesh.

He pushed aside the spirit sword with his body and struck Feng Xiaotian directly in the face with his other fist, which seemed to have the force of thunder.

The spirit sword slashed Bai Lie's arm, sending out tiny sparks, but failing to cut Bai Lie's body. Bai Lie's fist still hit Feng Xiaotian's face, and Feng Xiaotian hurriedly retreated to dodge.

However, he was still hit in the face by this punch, leaving a stream of blood immediately, and his flowing hair was scattered. At least he escaped the fatal attack.

In the first round of the fight between Feng Xiaotian and Bai Lie, Bai Lie dominated Feng Xiaotian with an absolute advantage, which aroused discussions among the monks from all sides.

"Oh my God, it seems like the white-faced ghost still has the upper hand!"

"Feng Xiaotian will not be in vain..."

"What are you talking about? Feng Xiaotian's true strength hasn't been unleashed yet, and the fun has just begun!"

Feng Xiaotian licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and spat. His elegant look was completely gone, but there was no fear in his eyes. He seemed to be getting excited involuntarily as if he had encountered prey.

"You are the first monk in the pill-forming stage who can hurt me!" Feng Xiaotian said with an evil smile, and a strange color flashed across his pupils.

"You are too weak, give up." Bai Lie's face was stern.

"Huh?" Feng Xiaotian's eyes suddenly became sharp. To be precise, there was a hint of redness, as if he was angry, and his aura surged, even surpassing Elder Chi who had taken forbidden drugs.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Xiaotian put away the spirit sword, patted the storage bag, and replaced it with a giant sword about two meters in size. The giant sword glowed with a silver-white light, which was very penetrating.

"The Seven-Star Slaying Immortal Sword, with a sword body measuring seven feet and seven inches, has killed sixteen pill-forming monks without ever being defeated!" Feng Xiaotian gently stroked the sword body and said quietly.

ps: The number of collections has increased by 100, and the entire Sajia family is on fire. The second update is here, fellow Taoists, please continue to ask for help!

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