“Finally it’s coming to me...”

After the clock that had been sitting in the same place closed the eyes and heard the voice of the judge elders, there was also a flash of essence in the eyes, which was obviously surging.

Since participating in these ten peaks, Zhong will definitely do his best to win the best results.

This group game is just the first step to the top!

The eyes scanned the fifth stone platform, and the clock leaped away from the body shape and landed steadily above.

Almost at the same time as he fell, a figure also fell on the martial arts platform, as if it were a demonstration, and a powerful breath broke out above the body.

The Agen!

Seeing each other's cultivation, the clock is not to be admired for some of their luck.

There were only more than a dozen of them, and they met him one.

This man was obviously a disciple of Rock Peak, carrying a long sword on his back, a young man with a somewhat vicissitudes of face.

"Oh, I didn't expect my luck to be so good, the first one than the test will have a chance to defeat the only innate warrior in the mountains and mountains..."

Seeing that his opponent was left, the vicissitudes of the young man's face also appeared a confident smile, and immediately drew the sword of the spirit behind.

“Have you just broken through the innate realm?”

Perceived the breath of this week's sage, Zhong soon found that the real yuan on each other's body was obviously a little vain, and he couldn't help but ask.

“Even if you’ve just broken through it, so what!Enough with you!”

The face of the clock breaking from a word changed, not from the cold groaning.

However, his heart was secretly shocked, he was indeed in the ten peaks just broke through the innate realm, the real yuan has not yet been completely stabilized.

It was only after this clock that he had just seen himself, and he could actually see that he had broken through from the real atmosphere of himself, and this observation was too terrible.

Seeing this Zhou Xian's reaction so fierce, Zhong knew that what he had guessed was not wrong, but he did not continue to say more.

Because of this sentence, Zhou Xian was wary of a few points, but he did not feel that he would lose the former.

In his view, the disciples of the mountains and rivers were far less cultivated than their rock peaks, and the clock was only the beginning of the innate period.

Under the same level of strength, how can he lose such a person?

铮

The finger gently bang the sword, Zhou Xian's hand of the spirit sword suddenly sounded loudly, a sword as if there is a spirit of wisdom wrapped around the tip of the sword.

"I heard that your gun is very strong, and I want to see it today."

With the sword in his hand, Zhou Xian's whole person's momentum was sharper, and he stood in the same place and did not attack, but looked at the other party and said directly.

Zhong Yi shook his head and said seriously, "I want to try whether I can beat you without a spiritual tool."

Without a spiritual weapon?

Hearing this, the anger flashed in his eyes.

Although the demand for spiritual tools in the congenital realm is not as strong as the meta-cultivation environment, the gap between having a spiritual instrument is absolutely impossible to ignore.

Not to mention that this clock is still a person who practices the gun method, if he does not use a spiritual gun, it will definitely weaken most of the strength.

To the fact that he did not apply to the spiritual tool, it undoubtedly made Zhou Xian feel that he had been insulted.

"The disciples of Rock Peak are not so arrogant, I want to see what you have to say!"

Since the clock is not willing to use the gunman, Zhou Xian is naturally too lazy to be polite to each other, and the sword trembles, it is to stab the clock directly.

The Sword Rain!

The sharpness of the sword has not yet fallen, but the powerful real yuan is directly gathered in front of the molding, and the illusion of hundreds of true swords has fallen down.

The innate realm is truly metamorphic, and the way of fighting is simply strange, far from being able to understand the realm of meta-repair.

Shockingly!

The clock was angry and drank, and the dragon suddenly sprang out from the body and turned into a shield to resist the real yuan shield in front of him.

If you are close, you can see that this layer of real shield is actually in constant shock activity, not a completely dead thing.

And the wild sword rain fell before this real shield, but they broke down, as if it exploded from the inside.

For the use of shock power, the clock is now extremely pure, this real shield seems simple, but it contains a very mysterious power.

“Break for me!”

The sword of the true element was blocked, but the real sword of Zhou Xian was already stabbed in the shield of the true element of the clock.

Buried Swords!

Seeing that he had successfully approached the clock, Zhou Xian's face also appeared a look of success, and he drank directly, and the sword in his hand actually burst out of a strange light.

The clock just flashed a strange color in his eyes, and he saw that Zhou Xian actually abandoned the sword and quickly retreated towards the back.

The thang!

Just as the other party left, the spirit sword stabbed on the shield of the true yuan suddenly burst out, and a powerful energy swept away, instantly completely shrouded the clock.

"Hahaha, stupid guy, you dare to say that you don't use spiritual tools!"

Seeing that the moves he used successfully hit the clock, Zhou Xian's face suddenly appeared with a hint of pride.

The practice of Rock Peak is generally based on defense, but he also began to cultivate other disciples, who, as a sword, naturally preferred the attacking warrior.

This burial sword art is a mutilated martial art he accidentally got, can infuse the power of the real yuan in the spirit sword, and then detonate it in an instant.

The advantage of the burial sword is that it can play an extremely powerful power, but it will directly destroy its own spiritual tools, which can only be used as a one-time move.

General sword repair is very fond of the sword in his own hands, but this week, in order to cultivate the powerful burial sword, he has replaced how many spiritual swords he does not know, and it is also a thing for another.

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However, it was not long before Zhou Xian saw the real debris of the burial swords burst, and a standing figure once again appeared in front of himself.

Is it okay?!

There was a glimmer of implausibility in Zhou Xian's eyes, and the number of buried swords he was proud did not hurt this innate boy, which was really inconceivable.

However, after seeing clearly, he also found that the body of Zhong was actually wrapped around a very real dragon shape, that is, this dragon shadow, completely guarding his body, and was not injured by the burial sword.

"Damn, it seems that the lower spirit weapon sword is still a little worse, since that is the case, try it with a medium-level spirit!"

Anger scolded a word, Zhou Xian has taken out a spirit weapon sword from the ring again and held it in his hand.

Since the determination to cultivate this burial sword, only this spiritual sword is naturally not enough.

The higher the level of the spirit sword used in the burial sword, the greater the power.

Dealing with the departure of the clock, Zhou Xian originally thought that only low-level spiritual tools could be used, but did not expect to play a role, at this moment is naturally ready to use intermediate spirit tools.

"Buried swords, it seems to me."

Seeing that Zhou Xian had a long sword in his hand again, the clock flashed a heavy color from his eyes.

The reason why he chose not to use spiritual tools is to constantly force his potential, and to continuously improve himself with the help of these ten peaks.

Although this week Xian is a congenital warrior who has just been promoted, it is somewhat surprising that there is such a strange trick as burial sword art.

However, the same trick, used once by the other party is enough, and the clock is not ready to be bombarded again.

Seeing Zhou Xian rushing over with his sword again, his eyes were also flashing, and the soul in the sea of knowledge suddenly surged out, and three transparent transparent long guns were condensed in half-air.

Spikes!