Starting from the outer door, single-handedly challenge the cultivation world!

Sikong Changming's mind was buzzing at the moment.

My brain went blank, and I was sweating profusely in an instant.

Seeing Sushui Fairy leaning over to salute, her slender figure made him swallow his throat.

Fairy Sushui's voice sounded slowly, dignified and elegant.

"Ask the Taoist to give me the Dharma."

Before the words finished, Fairy Sushui had already got up.

On the face as bright and clear as the moon, a blush flashed quickly.

Rao was revered by thousands of people for hundreds of years in the Great Cold Peak in her capacity as acting peak master.

Now I am somewhat embarrassed to ask a Lingchi disciple for advice on scriptures and Taoism.

Seeing Sikong Changming who hadn't reacted yet, the Daifeng Master stretched out his jade finger and rewarded him with a chestnut without mercy.

"Don't think about it, I need your scriptures to be used, and the ceremony of respecting the teacher is only for the pious heart."

When Fairy Sushui opened her mouth, she was naturally extraordinary.

Sikong Changming came back to his senses in an instant, without hesitation, he calmly handed over his "Four Tribulations Sutra".

Although this scripture has evolved the Dao rhyme of the shattering of the four spirits, it is close to the heavenly scriptures that transcend the mundane!

However, for Sikong Changming, this is only a part of the ten directions.

The ten directions are his true foundation.

Even if it is traded to Fairy Sushui, he is not worried that it will reveal his own footsteps.

Seeing Sikong Changming's cooperative appearance, Fairy Sushui nodded in satisfaction.

She stretched out her hand, and a light blue halo appeared in her palm.

A simple and unpretentious talisman, shrouded in blue light, looks ordinary.

"The ice sword talisman left by the ancestor of this Dao is a reward for you to bear cause and effect."

"However, for the next few days, you must stay in the Great Cold Peak and not go out."

Naturally, exchanging scriptures and exercises cannot be so simple.

Before Fairy Sushui confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the "Four Tribulations", Sikong Changming had absolutely no chance of leaving her sight.

After Fairy Sushui made the arrangements, a large aura of aura lit up her body, and her unearthly and refined figure disappeared into the aura.

Sikong Changming stood where he was, and touched his nose unconsciously.

The ice sword talisman in his hand is the most powerful magic weapon he has encountered so far.

Although it was only a one-time talisman, the high grade of this talisman brought him an extremely terrifying pressure, as if the moment the talisman was activated, his body would be crushed to pieces.

"This is made by Elder Sushui's ancestor. According to the genealogy of Dahanfeng, it is the rumored Supreme Elder who has been in seclusion for hundreds of years and whose life or death is unknown!"

He didn't even think about it, and put the ice sword talisman directly into the warehouse.

Such a treasure, in the previous life, was a real strategic weapon.

As long as this talisman is in hand, even monks in the middle three realms have to deal with it cautiously.

After a while, Sikong Changming left from Chuandao Cliff.

However, when he walked through the mountain path, he would feel a series of eyes watching him.

It was as if he had become the most eye-catching figure in the Great Cold Peak.

"That kid, is he the one who made a big fuss about the Jiuqu League some time ago?"

"It's just a Lingchi disciple, is he really that strong?"

Many disciples were full of doubts about Sikong Changming's strength.

The difference in one realm turned the world upside down.

If it is said that Sikong Changming can rely on the perfect cultivation of Lingchi to compete against the cultivator of Faqiao, maybe it is still possible.

But while being able to challenge across borders, he was able to defeat the crowd with a few, and with his own strength, subdued the entire nine guards of the Jiuqu League.

This is not so much a record, but more like a fantasy.

Could it be that the Dharma Aperture cultivators of the Nine Twist League are all just paper?

It is this distrust of Sikong Changming's combat power that makes more and more people pay attention to him at this moment.

"If a person who is trying to catch fame falls into my hands, I will let him understand what is called an insurmountable moat."

There was a cultivator in the Dharma Aperture Realm with a stern look, looking at No. [-] indifferently, and said expressionlessly.

Because of similar thoughts, it is obvious that this monk is not alone.

Many Great Cold Peak disciples all set their sights on Sikong Changming and regarded him as "prey".

The world of cultivation also talks about fame and fortune.

These cultivators trapped in the Great Cold Peak fought endlessly with each other.

Many disciples want to get ahead quickly, dreaming of reaching the sky in one step, trampling other disciples under their feet.

Sikong Changming's route did not go straight to the cave as most of the disciples estimated. He walked into the Lei Valley swaggeringly as if he hadn't noticed the danger.

good chance!
Almost at the same time, the eyes of many monks lit up.

The Thunder Valley is the battlefield for the disciples of the Great Cold Peak, where countless disciples hone their fighting skills every day.

In other words, this is the best time for them to defeat Sikong Changming openly.

After coming to Leigu, Sikong Changming headed to the casino with ease.

Once again, he put all the sperm on his body under the name of Kuchiki.

Seeing his extremely proficient attitude, the manager of the gambling shop on the side was a little frightened, and felt a little heartache.

In order to attract those powerful and long-term victories in the gambling house, a series of reward standards have been set up.

When a monk can win more than ten or twenty consecutive victories in the ring battle, the rewards he gets are extremely rich.

But the current Sikong Changming has already surpassed [-] consecutive victories, and is the monk with the most victories this year.

In addition, he has another very obvious characteristic.

The "rotten wood" is in the valley of today's Great Cold Peak.

Among the monks who have maintained a winning streak of more than [-] games, they are the only ones in the spirit pool state.

Such a performance means extremely terrifying potential.

A spirit pool realm can win a streak of [-] games.

The current Sikong Changming seems to be able to do a job with ease.

If he is given more time, fifty wins, seventy wins, and even the legendary [-]-win champion are not impossible.

And the casino rewards the Yum champion hugely.

Even the steward felt terrified when he thought of it.

On the one hand, I hope that Kuchiki can continue to win and attract more popularity for the casino.

On the other hand, it is not expected that he can always maintain an undefeated record.

Sikong Changming calmly stood on the battle platform, waiting for the opponent arranged for him.

For him now, participating in battles in Leigu is like clocking in to work in his previous life.

Just to complete the daily tasks of the system and accumulate the next cultivation resources for myself.

As for the real fighting skills, it is already difficult to really help him.

It is difficult for an ordinary Dharma Aperture cultivator to pose too much threat to Sikong Changming.

And the battle he desires now is to compete with those disciples who are in the realm of appearance!

Just when Sikong Changming was bored and sat in a daze.

A figure with a shawl draped slowly walked to the other side of the battle.

"Heaven has a way, if you don't go, there is no way to hell."

Before he really stood beside Sikong Changming, the tall figure with disheveled hair gave out a cold smile.

A defiant, extremely reckless attitude.

"Boy, I don't know how you move your hands and feet."

"The current Great Cold Peak, you, a little disciple of the Spirit Pool, are really famous."

The monk said sinisterly, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly stepped forward and rushed forward, launching a fierce offensive first.On the palm, streaks of mana flashed, condensing the wind attribute aura between heaven and earth, turning it into a wind blade.

"kill!"

He shouted violently, and the wind blades gathered around him quickly gathered together, and rushed towards Sikong Changming very neatly.

At the same time, the grinning cultivator quietly clenched his right hand, and in his palm, a small wind blade quietly condensed, which was turquoise and extremely concise.

Facing the opponent's sudden violent attack, Sikong Changming was calm and indifferent.

There was nothing unusual on the simple wooden mask.He just raised his hand calmly, as if greeting a long-lost friend.

The palm was raised calmly, and then fell lightly.

An invisible magic power was released.

boom!
The overwhelming wind blades froze in an instant and then shattered.

The originally aggressive cultivator Faqiao was stunned.

He originally planned to use a large wind blade to attract the opponent's attention, and then use his painstakingly cultivated Gale Palm to easily eliminate the opponent.

However, the change in the battle situation was obviously beyond the monk's surprise.

What's going on, why did the wind blade that I released after so much effort disappear?

Questions flashed through his mind.Before he had time to think, he saw a slap quickly zooming in before his eyes.

Snapped!
With a powerful and heavy slap, it slapped the monk's cheek with great precision.

The crisp sound made many monks under the stands feel a slight pain in their cheeks.

After Sikong Changming's body has been promoted by Xuanhuang Linggen, he is already endowed with extraordinary talents.

At the same time, it has undergone the training of the true blood of the mighty.

It can be said that the current him is physically strong, similar to those monsters in the wilderness.

Even ordinary wolves, tigers and leopards would be torn apart when they met Sikong Changming.

After being hit by his slap, in the blink of an eye, the monk was prostrate on the ground, his eyes turned white.

"Cutwood, win."

The manager of the casino said weakly.

Although he was somewhat reluctant, but for the sake of the reputation of the entire gambling house, he would never play tricks when announcing the outcome.

However, the downfall of a monk was not enough to deter those daring disciples.

Nowadays, many disciples of the Great Cold Peak, who are self-reliant on their high level of cultivation and are only short of opportunities, regard Sikong Changming as their favorite.

Defeat him and you'll be the center of attention.

Defeating him will make you famous in the Great Cold Peak.

On this day, Sikong Changming met countless challenges.

Whenever a monk fell in front of him, another monk would rush up to the stage quickly.

Everyone's eyes are full of ambition.

Everyone wants to beat him.

Especially after Sikong Changming fought more than ten times in a row, the number of those coveted disciples not only did not decrease, but seemed to increase even more.

Do it, do it quickly.

Although that kid is strong, he has fought eleven times in a row just now, and he doesn't have much mana left.

As long as I seize the opportunity, the next victor must be me.

Many disciples had this idea in mind, rushing to the battle arena, and then fell one by one in front of Sikong Changming, which became his record of continuous victories.

In a blink of an eye, ten consecutive victories, twenty consecutive victories, thirty consecutive victories...even more consecutive victories.

Many disciples, the moment they rushed to the battle platform, were smashed to the ground by Sikong Changming with a supernatural power, unconscious and lost their combat power.

Until a few hours later.

A disciple who was betting for fun in a gambling house suddenly noticed something.

He didn't care about continuing to bet, and stared straight at the motionless figure.

Even after facing countless powerful enemies, that figure still stands there like an insurmountable peak.

No one has ever shaken him.

The disciple's pupils shrank slightly, and suddenly he shouted:
"Ninety wins, he's already ninety wins!"

Yum?

Could it be that Kuchiki wanted to set a record of [-] consecutive victories, a disciple of Lingchi won [-] consecutive victories in Leigu.

This is an unprecedented record of fighting skills!
In an instant, the entire casino was boiling.

At this moment, even the figure in charge trembled slightly, looking at the still calm figure in disbelief.

One hundred wins in a row?
It has been more than ten years, and no one has won a hundred consecutive victories in the Valley.

This kind of exaggerated record is an extremely distant memory even in the heart of the steward.

What's more, the person who is about to complete this kind of record this time is only a monk in the spirit pool state.

Among the inner sect, it belongs to the existence of the absolute bottom.

What to do, in the current situation, the ordinary Dharma Aperture cultivator absolutely can't do anything to him.

Thoughts flashed through the manager's mind, and he urgently chose his opponent.

For several hours, Sikong Changming won more than fifty games in a row.

Among the opponents he defeated were more than a dozen monks with perfect Dharma apertures.

Even these few elite figures among the inner disciples could not stop Sikong Changming from stepping towards Yusheng.

At this moment, in the eyes of those bystanders, he is like an invincible god of war.

Fight, invincible!Attack, everything can't be defeated!
The point of the fist is the winner or loser.

Invisibly, Sikong Changming had a terrifying aura lingering around him.

In the fierce fighting, although he didn't suffer much damage.

However, the extremely simple wooden mask had numerous cracks.

The mask that was about to shatter made him look like a fairy butterfly about to emerge from its cocoon!

At this moment, Sikong Changming has also devoted himself to this confrontation.

No matter how many opponents there are, there is only an awe-inspiring fighting spirit in his heart, he does not want to take a step back, and wants to decide the outcome with all the enemies!

Suddenly, a handsome figure appeared beside the steward.

"That's all for today's fight."

"You arrange someone to take the position of Kuanmu, so that he will stop fighting."

"I have something to talk to him about."

The steward, who was racking his brains and contemplating, was suddenly interrupted by someone, and immediately showed an angry expression.

But when he turned around angrily, he saw Lu Shenzhou's half-smile face.

"Lu, Mr. Lu, what wind brought you here?"

The steward suddenly sweated on his forehead, and stammered a compliment.

Lu Shenzhou waved his hand casually, and said lazily:

"Don't be in a hurry to flatter me, just replace the rotten wood."

He straightened his expression and said very calmly:
"I have an urgent matter now, and I need to find him!"

"If you delay something important, you can't afford the responsibility!"