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

A silvery white light flickered between Sikong Changming's palms.

He crossed the red silk lightly.

Although it looks calm, there is no smoke and fire.

But the blade fragments in Sikong Changming's hands were forged from black iron after all.

Although the material is not very good, it has a great advantage in sharpness.

Facing the scroll of spiritual silk red silk, he gained the upper hand invisibly.

"Peach Blossom Slash" is a fourth-level spell, although it has some mysticism, it is said to combine hardness and softness, and its killing power is extremely high.

But the real advantage of this spell is its concealment.

People have a natural defensive mentality towards those swords, guns, swords and halberds, but they are not so serious about the soft red silk.

In the battlefield of direct confrontation, this advantage in concealment has disappeared.

Magical implements such as silk appear fragile in front of sharp swords.

"Zi La".

On the red silk, a huge hole was broken.

The mana condensed on it was also directly melted away.

Sikong Changming took advantage of the situation and grabbed Hong Ling, pulling his hands to the left and right.

yah...

A louder tearing sound sounded.

The entire volume of the red damask magic weapon was torn into two by Sikong Changming, and it began to fork from the middle, like a piece of rag.

"Your strength is nothing more than that."

Sikong Changming said calmly, looking at the opponent calmly.

At this moment, Hongdie is obviously in big trouble.

Although the red silk she threw was not her natal magic weapon, it had been nurtured for a long time. In the past, when confronting people, it was invincible.

Who would have imagined, but stumbled at Sikong Changming.

This humble Dharma Aperture cultivator used some means to cut through the red silk that he cherished so much.

Under the mask, Hongdie's complexion changed slightly, and resentment appeared in her wonderful eyes.

"Hmph, little thief, die."

Before she finished speaking, Hongdie waved her hand and sacrificed her natal magic weapon.

A crimson streamer shot out in an instant, transforming into a real and illusory spirit butterfly, dancing lightly in mid-air.

The spirit butterfly flutters, its wings fluctuate, agitating the aura of heaven and earth, turning into a vortex, with extraordinary power.

At this moment, Hongdie has already become ruthless, going all out to teach the madman in front of her a good lesson.

She stretched out her hand to hold the red silk, danced it quickly, and continuously performed "Peach Blossom Slash", attacking Sikong Changming.

On the other hand, he also used his natal magic weapon to condense powerful mana, and began to brew a powerful magical power to suppress the bottom of the box with one hand.

Seeing the long silk that looked like rags, Hongdie felt distressed, and her hostility towards Sikong Changming became more and more clear.

Because of Sikong Changming's destruction, the spirit pattern on that roll of long silk was also greatly affected.

The blossoming peach pattern keeps flickering, without the original agility and solidity.

Such a situation obviously affected the power of "Peach Blossom Slash".

Sikong Changming, who was originally distracted by coping, was able to meet the attack without changing his face.

With a flip of the palm, relying on the short blade fragments, he could easily break through the protective mana, and cut a series of holes on the red silk.

In the blink of an eye, many gaps appeared on the roll of red silk, completely turned into rags.

Sikong Changming was calm and relaxed, and at the moment he was extraordinarily calm, he focused his attention on Hongdie's movements.

The crimson magic weapon flying in mid-air is only the size of a palm, and it also poses an unusual threat.

What you don't know is the scariest thing.

Hong Die controls the two magic weapons, but she just keeps using Chang Ling to perform "Peach Blossom Slash" to interfere with herself.

The real trump card has obviously not been used yet.

"It looks like it's not easy to deal with."

Sikong Changming remained silent.

This is his first battle in Wudou Peak, so there is no room for loss.

However, what made him a little curious was.

The system seems to know its own strength, and it has already broken through the ordinary realm of Dharma Aperture.

In the Great Cold Peak, I reluctantly released some daily tasks to allow myself to fish while I was busy.

Although there are few rewards, just some pills, but there is not much psychological pressure.

However, when Sikong Changming arrived at Wudou Peak, this half-dead system that had no sense of existence suddenly became energetic.

Today's tasks released by the system are also very different.

"Today's challenge: Wudoufeng Fighting Competition, ten consecutive victories."

"Mission reward: unknown."

Generally speaking, tasks of a daily nature rarely have unknown rewards.

And this time, the intensity of the mission far surpassed the previous challenges.

Ten consecutive victories!
For ordinary inner disciples, this is by no means an easy task to complete.

Although the martial arts of the disciples in Wudou Peak follow random selection, occasionally there will be a huge difference in the realm of the two sides.

However, in general, the disciples' fighting skills and mutual cultivation are still maintained at a certain level.

The disciple who wins once will continue to compete with other disciples who have won the next battle.

And if Sikong Changming wants to win ten consecutive victories, his opponents are not those fledglings who have not yet fought.

The further you go to the back, the more likely you will encounter some powerful opponents.

Sikong Changming never doubted that there are real geniuses in this world.

With the help of the power of the system, he has an unreasonably amazing combat power in the realm of Dharma Aperture.

But those lucky children with amazing chances are probably not much worse than themselves.

While he was distracted thinking.

Hong Die, who was silent and had evil eyes, was finally ready at this moment.

"As soon as the spirit butterfly changes, the sky string will be cut!"

Hongdie scolded angrily, her originally soft voice was a little hoarse at the moment, as if she had suffered a great grievance.

Poor god.

Her red silk was torn to pieces by that bastard in front of her.

Strips of small pieces of cloth hung on half of the red silk, looking very miserable and desolate.

Before the words were finished, the spell that was ready to go was cast, and it went straight to Sikong Changming.

The crimson magic weapon finally revealed its true appearance at this moment.

It is a short knife with extremely dexterous appearance.

There are multiple hollow patterns on the handle, which is very beautiful.

At the same time, several gems the size of melon seeds were inlaid on the dagger.

This is a very special gem, which can bless the power of a magic weapon, and it is a rare treasure for monks.

On Hongdie's short knife, there are six similar gems.

"Go to hell."

The red butterfly scolded angrily, the aura flickered on the dagger, and it turned into a dancing phantom butterfly, about to land on Sikong Changming's head.

If the sharp cold light was cut on a flesh and blood body, it would inevitably end up with bruises.

"break!"

At this moment, Sikong Changming smiled, raised his hand, and patted it.

The unstoppable Spirit Butterfly Dagger collided with Sikong Changming's palm.

A radiance of red gold flashed quickly.

boom.

The short knife flew upside down, as if it had hit a towering mountain, was bounced back abruptly, and pierced into the ground under Hongdie's feet.

"you lose."

Taking advantage of the moment Hongdie lost his mind, Sikong Changming quickly got rid of Hong Ling's interference.

He swung his arm, and the inconspicuous blade was already resting on Hongdie's neck.

At this moment, Hongdie, who was slumped and defeated, was full of confusion.

However, that was the truth, and she had to bow her head to admit it.

Under the mask, those bright eyes stared straight at Sikong Changming.

"It's not right, there must be something wrong with you."

Hongdie said somewhat unwillingly.

"What method did you use just now to block my Spirit Butterfly Knife?"

"It can't be the palm of my hand. There is a technique on my knife, which is designed to break the flesh."

At this moment, Hongdie was resentful and extremely dissatisfied with losing to a monk whose cultivation level was not as good as her own.

Regarding her chattering words, Sikong Changming just nodded with a cold face.

"you lose."

he repeated.

That look of indifference made Hongdie even more angry.

Looking at her, she still looks a little unwilling.

Sikong Changming was too lazy to break it, and tapped lightly on his disciple's jade plate.

At this moment, the outcome has been decided.

The formation under the feet was activated again immediately, and between the flashes of spiritual light, the silhouettes of the two people gradually became unreal.

The place of fighting skills above Wudou Peak was created by the Lanshan Sect with a lot of thought.

Countless magic circles are arranged on every floating island.

And the real fighting place of many disciples is in the bubble spaces opened up on the empty island.

Except for some special places of fighting skills.

Most of the places where martial arts are fought, the surrounding environment is blocked.

Very few people will leak the news.

For monks, practicing some powerful spells requires a long time and careful preparation.

Therefore, such methods often have strong secrecy and are not known to outsiders.

Even for those well-known fighting skills, masters are no exception. Except for a few famous skills, their real killers are often kept secret.

Even if it is famous, people will never know the real changes of such powerful spells.

Watching Hongdie's figure gradually fade away, Sikong Changming reappeared at the position when he first landed on Sky Island.

Look at the choices that appear on the disciple's jade plate.

Keep up the challenge, quit for now.

Sikong Changming thought about it for a while, but still planned to stop for a while.

He has an urgent matter to attend to now.

Although the task of winning ten consecutive victories is very urgent.

However, the whole day of today has only passed by until this moment, which is worth half.

As long as Sikong Changming grasps the efficiency of fighting skills, he is still very sure that he can defeat ten masters in one day.

"Now let's go to the disciple market in Wudou Peak and take a look."

Sikong Changming deliberated, turned around, and left from this fighting island.

There is far more than one floating spirit island in Wudou Peak.

According to rumors, the many empty islands on the entire Wudou Peak are the entire archipelago captured by the former Da Neng from outside the North Sea.

It was formed with the power of the sky for a hundred years, and there are many stars in it.

And in the subsequent development, although some sky islands were damaged due to various reasons, many new sky islands were born continuously.

This is the place where most of the martial arts gather in the Lanshan sect.

And the vast area above the ground.

However, it has become the tacit consent of the entire sect, and the practice workshop market is mainly traded between disciples.

Yunxu Square City!

This place is quite famous even outside the sect.

Many times, many disciple resources circulated in this place will soon appear in the loose cultivator market outside the gate of Lanshan Zong.

For some secret circulation channels, even the high-level sects still uphold the attitude of turning a blind eye to them.

After all, cultivating all kinds of arts is also a must for sect disciples.

Even if some indispensable hand-practicing works are spread to the outside world, it doesn't matter much.

On the contrary, it can be used to consolidate the prestige of the Lanshan sect.

Among the group of casual cultivators, it is a magic weapon that is flocked to and chased by people.

It is just a test product produced by the inner disciples of the Lanshan Sect while practicing the way of practicing weapons.

Of course, as far as Sikong Changming was concerned, the magic weapon he needed would definitely not be a semi-finished product.

The sacrificial refinement of the Falling Sun God Iron will take a long time.

Therefore, at this moment, he urgently needs a magic weapon of good quality, which can deal with the attacks of other disciples.

Before cultivating the body to a certain level of depth, the frail body of the monks could not compete with the magic tools of the outside world after all.

On this point, the vast majority of monks are self-aware.

Even a cultivator of heaven, facing those peerless magic weapons made of god iron and fairy gold, it is difficult to resist with his body.

Nothing is absolute.

For those physical cultivators who have pursued for life, forging a flawless Taoist body, and tempering a long-lasting physique.

From beginning to end, they have an unswerving belief.

The cultivation of the Dao of a monk is an all-round sublimation, not a single-level improvement.

According to legend, those immortals who have survived the catastrophe and attained the status of Longevity, have immortal bodies that can withstand the attacks of all magical weapons.The Supreme Dao Body, which was born after going through layers of tempering, is the most rare material in the world.

For those physical weapons that can block the immortals, with just a few gestures, they can destroy the stars and control the supreme realm of the sun and the moon.

Sikong Changming didn't expect too much.

Perhaps in the future, I will eventually reach this level.

Whether you are a man or a monk, only down-to-earth is the real practice.

He landed from the empty island, walked hurriedly, and quickly walked into the city of Nayun Market.

As the largest disciple trading place in the sect.

The vast scope of this square city far exceeded Sikong Zhenming's expectation.

Tall buildings rise from the ground, palaces and elegant pavilions, pavilions and waterside pavilions... many gardens are gathered here.

Even among the disciples, there are many masters.

Although some monks are above the practice, the future is mediocre.

But on other roads, he has endowments that are difficult for ordinary people to touch.

Therefore, in this square city, there are many chambers of commerce stationed there.

Let those articulate monks come forward and sell magical weapons for those disciples who are proficient in all kinds of arts.

Because of the huge scale of this square city, even Lanshan Sect can't ignore it.

Therefore, as the three most core halls of the sect, there are also disciples stationed here, selling some miscellaneous pills and magic weapons refined in their spare time.

Even those outside chambers of commerce will also use some contacts to set up shop in this Yunxufang City.

In contrast, the square market in the Great Cold Peak has become a real rural market.