The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

Zou poyun was gradually driven to the corner of the island by Jiang Huai, and then stepped back, which was ten thousand feet high.

He turned his head and looked behind him. The cold wind rushed up from the cliff.

According to the rules of the game, whoever is expelled from the competition field will also lose.

Jiang Huai wanted to beat Zou poyun from the front, so he used this way to win.

Zou poyun knows Jiang Huai's plan.

Even though there was no chance of winning, Zou poyun showed no sign of wanting to admit defeat.

Seeing that the branches of the trees were about to beat themselves, Zou poyun flashed a trace of heartache in his eyes.

He thought he could rely on his strength to win the competition and save the treasure to the sage's inheritance land for reuse.

But now it seems that he underestimated the people who participated in the competition.

Especially Jiang Hu and Jiang Huai, their strength can't be inferred by common sense!

"The breeze cuts the clouds!"

Zou poyun's face showed a decisive color. He put his hands in front of him, palms opposite each other, and pulled in the air.

An incomparably exquisite blue Throwing Knife suddenly appeared between Zou poyun's palms!

This Throwing Knife emits a violent spirit, which makes people tremble uncontrollably.

It seems to have the power to erase everything, making the body of the opposite river locust cold, like falling into an ice cave.

"Guo Xunfeng! You took out all these things!"

Mi Shu looked at the scene, clenched his teeth and said coldly.

Not only Mi Shu, but also other patriarchs were stunned on the spot.

If the pill appeared before, they can still understand.

But now this thing has shocked them.

Guo Xunfeng is really willing. He can even take such things.

He really paid his blood for this time's Saint inheritance quota!

At least they have no such courage!

Jiang Ling could not help frowning at the astonishment of the crowd. He looked at Duan Zexiong with his eyes wide open and asked.

"What is the origin of this thing?"

Duan Zexiong was pulled back to his mind by Jiang Ling's question and said, "this flying knife is called 'Qingfeng cloud cutting knife'!"

"Zheng Bi'An, the founder of Fengyun sect, smelted his own magic tools before he died and recast 18 small throwing knives, named 'Qingfeng cuts the cloud'!"

"This throwing knife can only be used once. Under the sacred platform, no one can stop it. One blow will kill you!"

Duan Zexiong looked solemn, stared at Jiang Ling and said, "even in the Shentai realm, a knife can hurt badly!"

"With one handle, there is one less handle. It is estimated that there are only three handles left in the Fengyun gate!"

Jiang Ling suddenly realized that it was not too much to call such a powerful weapon the treasure of Zhenzong, but Guo Xunfeng took it out in this competition.

I'm so fucking willing!

"Kill!"

Zou poyun pointed away, and the throwing knife was immediately accused by him and flew out with a sniff.

The Throwing Knife left a thin black line in the air. This is a space crack that hasn't healed for a long time.

It has the power to cut through the void, so its speed surprised everyone.

Zou poyun summoned the Throwing Knife, and then the throwing knife came to Jiang Huai's body.

This process didn't even take half an interest.

Jiang Huai couldn't even make any defensive posture, so he was pierced by a throwing knife!

Although the throwing knife is small, the power it carries is extremely strong.

It blew out a huge hole with a width of one foot on the trunk of Jianghuai.

The destructive power on it shattered all the vitality of Jiang Huai in the blink of an eye and turned him back into a tree, a dead tree!

Everyone looked at the huge hole in the tree and fell into silence.

Jiang Huai can't die again this time.

Unless emperor Zun makes a move, it may be possible to save Jiang Huai's life!

Thinking, they looked at Jiang Ling.

But the latter sat high in the Star River, looked indifferent, and showed no sign of going out.

In this way, Zou poyun even locked the victory and got the number of saints.

On the faces of Guo Xunfeng and Zou poyun, a smile appeared involuntarily.

The former is gratified that he has spent so much effort and layout, and finally got what he wants!

The latter is excited and excited. His gloomy life for many years will turn because of the victory of this competition!

While they were thinking, the silent forest on the island suddenly shook their body gently.

The smile on Zou poyun's face suddenly solidified!

He turned around with stiff limbs, stared at the woods in front of him, and his face was as frightened as seeing a ghost.

In addition to Zou poyun, the faces of others were also extremely strange.

"The breeze cuts the clouds" has never missed!

Now, its reputation should be planted in the hands of a monster in lunhai territory!

If this thing gets out, the sign of Fengyun gate will be lost.

The smile on Guo Xunfeng's face slowly disappeared, and his face turned pig liver color, which was extremely ugly.

In order to ensure that Zou poyun could win, he spared no effort to take out "Qingfeng cuts the cloud"!

If Zou poyun still can't win, he will lose his money this time!

The woods swayed slowly, like a gust of breeze.

Then, all the trees radiated emerald green light. The trees shrunk again and changed into a sapling. Finally, they returned to the body of Jiang Huai.

The huge hole in the trunk healed and recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a moment, a complete locust tree appeared in front of everyone.

Jiang Huai stands in the island as if he had never been hurt.

However, if there are careful people present, it is not difficult to find that the smell of Jianghuai is weakened.

And this weakness is not temporary, but permanent.

It's like he fell into a part of the realm.

Jiang Huai looked coldly at Zou poyun in front of him and was afraid of horror.

At the moment when the Throwing Knife appeared, an extremely strong sense of crisis appeared in his heart.

The first time this premonition appeared, he divided his origin into eight parts and lived in various big trees.

The trunk was destroyed and he lost nearly one fifth of his origin!

But he saved his life after all!

However, the haze of death has been engraved in his mind for a long time.

Boom!

The branches are like waves and the roots are like tides. In an instant, they devour Zou poyun's body.

Jiang Huai no longer gives Zou poyun any chance. Who knows what else this person has to do.

Taking advantage of Zou poyun's deep shock, he directly covered it with infinite branches.

These branches are like boa constrictors who catch prey and refuse to let go.

Being tightly bound by the branches of trees, even if Zou poyun has thousands of means, he can't show it now.

All he could hear was a clatter from inside his body.

When Jiang Huai put Zou poyun down, the latter had been wrapped by branches, his bones were broken, and his blood soaked the ground.