Kyushu Daoist Master

The Diamond Crushing Stone pointed out, and Yang Ze's body burst out with rich true energy again. The illusory finger condensed and pointed at the tip of the gun. That position was exactly where the gun tip showed sparks. As long as that point was broken, the power of this gun would be broken!

When seeing Yang Ze point this finger, Jiang Yuanhao felt incredible in his heart.

"How did he do this? For a third-grade warrior, it is already the limit to perform one Xuan-level martial arts. How can he perform two Xuan-level martial arts at the same time!"

Not only Jiang Yuanhao, but also the disciples watching the battle around were the same. The true energy of a third-grade warrior is limited. He can't even exert the maximum power of a Xuan-level martial arts, and he is simply unable to bear the power of two Xuan-level martial arts. Yang Ze actually did it.

Jiang Yuanhao was shocked and no longer hesitated. He was worried that the power of the fire tree and silver flower would hurt Yang Ze, so he used part of his strength to control the spear. However, looking at the situation, if he continued to control it, he would lose, so he could only go all out.

He slapped the spear with his left hand and released the spear with his right hand at the same time. The spear turned wildly. The surrounding airflow poured into the spear while the spear turned. The sparks also turned a circle, absorbing a lot of energy, blooming mostly, and the power surged, breaking Yang Ze's Bajiquan immediately.

Bajiquan was broken, the spear stabbed, the sparks fell, and fell directly with high temperature. Yang Ze's eyes were solemn, and the diamond stone-breaking finger that he sent out with all his strength fell on the spear.

Boom!

With a roar, the diamond stone-breaking finger was directly disintegrated under the power of the spear's rotation, but the sparks vibrated for a moment and dimmed a little.

The two martial arts were broken one after another. Yang Ze smiled bitterly. When the spear was about to pierce him, the bloody sword behind him was unsheathed. The sword flashed, and the sparks were split in half. The black spear that was spinning and piercing at high speed was also chopped to the ground by this sword.

"Thank you, Brother Jiang!"

Jiang Yuanhao stood there in a daze at this moment. He didn't know what happened. His full-strength gun was actually broken just like that.

The people in the stands were the same. They didn't see anything clearly. They only saw one thing, that is, Yang Ze's sword light.

Yang Ze was standing there now, but he still felt a little regretful. In the end, he had to use the bloody sword to block this move. For him, there was no way. If he didn't use the bloody sword, he could take this gun, but he would be injured after taking it.

Once injured, the next battle will become very disadvantageous for him.

It seems very simple to break the spear with one sword, but in fact, it is because his two martial arts have absorbed most of the power of Fire Tree and Silver Flower, and his swordsmanship has reached an extremely high level, so he can easily break Fire Tree and Silver Flower.

It's just that ordinary people can't see all this so easily.

After a while, Jiang Yuanhao finally recovered, and with a flick of his hand, the spear returned to his hand, and smiled bitterly: "Brother Yang is still better, Jiang is defeated, I wish Brother Yang can achieve his goal today."

After saying that, Jiang Yuanhao jumped off the ring, and his weapons were removed. If it weren't for Yang Ze's trick, he would have died, and he would have no face to stay on the ring.

Jiang Yuanhao had just gone down, and Shen Nianmeng's body had already fallen on the ring.

"I didn't expect that two months ago, you actually hid your own strength. It seems that you wanted to make a big splash today. You are really scheming." Shen Nianmeng looked at Yang Ze and said disdainfully.

"If I say that these two of us have only cultivated to this level, do you believe it? It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, as long as I can defeat you, that's enough." Yang Ze didn't give Shen Nianmeng a chance to speak, and immediately added a sentence.

Shen Nianmeng hasn't been contradicted like this for many years. Hearing Yang Ze's words, a murderous look rose on his face, "I'll give you half an hour to recover, and after half an hour, you and I will fight."

"It doesn't have to be that long, just like before, one stick of incense is enough." Yang Ze threw down an incense stick as usual, and then began to recover.

It's not that he is not sure to defeat Shen Nianmeng in his current state, but the next opponent will only get stronger and stronger. He must try his best to keep himself in the best state and never be careless.

The previous battle with Jiang Yuanhao, performing two Xuan-level martial arts at the same time, actually consumed a lot of his energy, so it's good to recover now.

After the incense burnt out, Yang Ze stood up. The stands around were now full, leaving no empty seats. Seeing that the battle was about to begin, the crowds of people screamed deafeningly.

"Yang Ze, an outer disciple of the Battle Hall, please teach me, Senior Sister Shen!" Yang Ze bowed.

"Shen Nianmeng, an outer disciple of the Qingfeng Hall, ranked fifth on the Piaomiao Body Forging List and ninety-eighth on the Jiuzhou Body Forging List!"

Yang Ze's heart moved. He didn't expect that Shen Nianmeng's ranking on the Jiuzhou Body Forging List was only one place ahead of Jiang Yuanhao. This was quite interesting.

"Stop talking nonsense and make a move." Seeing that Yang Ze didn't respond, Shen Nianmeng urged.

"Then I'll try Senior Sister Shen's swordsmanship today." As the last word fell, the bloody knife was unsheathed, and the bloody smell filled the ring. Yang Ze left a residual shadow and forced Shen Nianmeng.

The moment Yang Ze drew his knife, Shen Nianmeng's expression became solemn. Yang Ze gave her a strong sense of oppression.

"Qingfeng Sixteen Swords!" Shen Nianmeng shouted softly, and the long sword in his hand split into sword shadows, a total of sixteen swords, stabbing at Yang Ze from different directions.

Each of these sixteen sword shadows contains powerful energy, which can easily kill a third-grade Kaimai realm late stage.

The sixteen sword shadows were very fast, predicting Yang Ze's position, and in just a moment, surrounded Yang Ze, with a sharp breath, and directly stabbed Yang Ze.

Yang Ze's eyes flashed, and the bloody knife in his hand danced, and a sword energy swept out, and all the sword shadows were swept by the sword energy and suddenly unstable.

Shen Nianmeng sneered, waved the long sword in his hand, and shouted: "Split!"

In an instant, the sixteen sword shadows that were originally unstable, each sword shadow trembled slightly, and each split into sixteen sword shadows. The sword energy that Yang Ze had chopped out collapsed on the spot under the attack of so many sword shadows.

A look of surprise flashed across Yang Ze's eyes. He didn't expect that Shen Nianmeng's Qingfeng Sixteen Swords would have such a change.

In just such a short time, sixteen sword shadows had already arrived beside him. The sharp edge of the sword shadows brought a stinging sensation to the skin.

With a flash of cold light in his eyes, Yang Ze moved his wrist, the knife flashed, a sound of metal colliding sounded, and the blood evil knife swept, and all the sword shadows were all disintegrated under the power of this knife.

Then Yang Ze took a step forward, turned his right wrist, and the blood evil knife blade went down, and chopped directly at Shen Nianmeng's face.

Shen Nianmeng's expression changed. Although she had not practiced the Qingfeng Sixteen Swords to the highest level, there were not many people in the third-grade realm who could resist these changes. But Yang Ze's knife easily broke it. It was hard for her to imagine how powerful Yang Ze's current knife skills were.

Facing Yang Ze's sword, Shen Nianmeng raised her long sword, and the swords crossed. She immediately felt the pressure from the opposite side, and her sword was pressed down.

Yang Ze swung his bloody sword and chopped it forward along the sword.

Shen Nianmeng let go of her right hand, and the long sword fell to the ground. Her left hand quickly grabbed it. When Yang Ze's sword was about to hit her, she grabbed the long sword back and blocked it in front of her body, just blocking Yang Ze's sword. With the help of the huge force, she retreated backwards.

After flying five or six feet, Shen Nianmeng's body fell to the ground. She looked at Yang Ze in horror. From Yang Ze's offensive, she felt an unstoppable momentum, which crushed her, making her fall into a disadvantage from the beginning in front of Yang Ze's swordsmanship, and there was no room for fighting back.

"You are quite strong, but I don't know if you can block my sword." Yang Ze's eyes never left Shen Nianmeng. The muscles on his right hand bulged and his strength exploded. The muscles trembled in a strange rhythm. The strong force blessed the bloody sword, and the bloody aura burst out from the sword.

Feeling the murderous intent, Shen Nianmeng didn't have time to think about it. He used all his strength to activate the Qingfeng Sixteen Swords. The sword was sharp and a sharp sword aura emerged. He slashed at Yang Ze with overwhelming momentum.

At the moment when the sword aura emerged, Yang Ze slashed out with the bloody sword in his hand. The majestic sword aura appeared and slashed together with the sword aura.

Boom!

The terrifying airflow swept across, and the shock wave spread. The blue bricks on the ground of the ring were shattered under this shock wave. The protective cover on the ring was constantly fluctuating, resisting the internal shock wave and preventing it from spreading out of the ring.

Shen Nianmeng's body was directly knocked out by this shock wave. The knife and sword energy collided and annihilated each other. A strong wave pressed down and finally exploded in the center of the ring, forming a three-meter-long pit.

Waves swept across, and Shen Nianmeng's body was hit several more times in the air. Blood spurted out of his mouth one after another, and finally fell to the ground. His clothes were torn in many places, stained with a lot of blood, and his snow-white skin was exposed.

And Yang Ze, relying on his majestic blood, withstood these powerful shock waves, stepped on the messy ring ground step by step, and walked in front of Shen Nianmeng.

"You lost."

Hearing Yang Ze's indifferent words, Shen Nianmeng was so angry that his meridians were injured and he fainted on the spot.

"Excellent, excellent!"

"The peerless genius of the Battle Hall, six consecutive victories, it seems that Yang Ze's reputation will spread throughout the nine states from now on!"

Many disciples in the surrounding stands cheered, and Yang Ze's strength of defeating six opponents in one was really shocking to them.

However, Yang Ze didn't care about the cheers from the surroundings at all. After the protective cover on the ring was removed, a whistling sound was heard, and a long halberd was inserted into one end of the ring.