The ultimate evolution system of the glory of the king

Chapter 164 All appearances are false

Feng Ye's pupils shrank suddenly, and above the black light of the blade, he felt an extremely terrifying aura! !
If the black knife in Chen Mu's hand was just a plain black blade, it was not eye-catching.

So now, the dazzling black light completely revealed the strangeness of this knife! !

With this move, there is no knife in the sheath.

It's clearly the demon sword coming out of its sheath! !
Feng Ye didn't dare to push him too hard, his body sank, and he rolled to the side! !

"laugh!!"

The strange black light directly drew an extremely long bloodstain on Feng Ye's right arm.

Chen Mu put away his knife and stood, expressionless said: "If you don't show your full strength, you will lose miserably."

"The number one in the Jixia Grand Competition is indeed very powerful." Feng Ye wiped the wound on his right arm with his left hand, put it to his mouth, and tasted his own blood with his tongue: "It really is a good prey."

Afterwards, Feng Ye's body began to exude a faint black aura, as if mist was lingering around him, setting off Feng Ye's wolf-like figure, it looked extraordinarily terrifying.

Chen Mu sneered, and turned the black blade in his hand: "Have you finally decided to use your full strength?!"

"Roar!!"

Feng Ye's eyes were blood red, his fur stood on end like steel needles, and the saliva from his mouth was constantly dripping down.

"The strength has become stronger... but has it also lost its mind?"

Chen Mu dragged his knife and walked slowly.

Wave your hand, the black light cuts out! !

"Roar!!"

Feng Ye in the form of a giant black wolf rushed out, smashing the black light in front of him! !

Chen Mu sneered: "It seems that you have no sense of fighting at all, so you can only fight with your fighting instinct?"

"Then let's fight!"

Chen Mu didn't dodge at all, and directly charged forward with his knife in hand.

For a moment, Dao Guang and Lang Ying were completely entangled together.

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A quarter of an hour later.

Chen Mu stood with a knife, his body was covered with claw marks, and blood oozed from many places. He no longer had the calm look he had before the match. Instead, he was panting heavily, obviously exhausted.

And in front of him was a bloody black giant wolf, it was Feng Ye!

At this time, Feng Ye had already passed out, his body was covered with scars left by the black blade.

"This round, Chen Musheng!!"

With the verdict pronounced by the referee, all the stands in the four directions boiled up! !

With the black blade, defeat the black wolf! !

This is the top...absolute strength of Jixia Academy! !

"Crazy Wu!! Crazy Wu!!"

"As expected of being number one in Jixia Academy, you didn't embarrass us in Dizhou!!"

"God bless Chang'an, martial arts will surely shine!!"

"Take these monster races back to their hometown!!"

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Pei Qinhu outside the field had a gloomy expression on his face: "These human races are really noisy."

Gongsun Li smiled: "That's the nature."

"But having said that... this guy is really strong enough, even Feng Ye was defeated by him." Pei Qinhu looked at Chen Mu on the field with a serious expression: "Mad Wu really deserves his reputation. "

You know, in the demon domain, Feng Ye has always been an existence on par with him.

Gongsunli asked softly: "If you face him, what are your chances of winning?"

Pei Qinhu said confidently: "No matter what the odds are, I will beat him!"

"I want to sweep the entire Jixia Grand Competition just like Senior Monkey King 20 years ago!"

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"In the third round, contestant Xiao Yuanhan will face contestant Tang Xiaozang!!"

"Oh? Is it finally my turn?"

Xiao Yuanhan walked onto the battle stage slowly, the little monk was already waiting for him on the field.

"Benefactor, please."

The little monk saluted slightly, which was quite like a fairy and Buddha.

"Wu Dou is too hurtful, why don't we come to Wen Dou." Xiao Yuanhan said with a smile.

Liu Chan's heart skipped a beat in the audience, every time Xiao Yuanhan showed such a smile, it meant that someone was about to suffer.

Little monk, don't be fooled! !
Tang Xiaozang showed a puzzled look on his face: "Wen Dou? But the little monk recites Buddhist scriptures all day long, and has never studied poetry."

"Wen Dou is not about poetry." Xiao Yuanhan said with a smile, "Wen Dou means not to fight."

"Don't fight?" Tang Xiaozang became excited in an instant: "Then how to judge the outcome?"

"It's very simple, as long as your willpower is strong enough, you will win."

Xiao Yuanhan smiled, raised his eyes abruptly, and the blood-red Sharingan instantly stared at Tang Xiaozang.

These eyes... are like the eyes of the evil ghost Asura in Buddhism! !
Tang Xiaozang was shocked, and was directly pulled into the illusion by Xiao Yuanhan.

Looking up, the sky has turned crimson.

Look around again, where is the Jixia Grand Competition, it is clearly the scene of hell! !

Countless blood-drenched people were hung on a wooden frame, and some evil spirits held red-hot iron pincers, clamped their tongues, slowly stretched them out, and pulled them out! !

The screams are endless! !

This is... Tongue Pulling Hell! !

At this time, a green-faced evil spirit spotted Tang Xiaozang, and walked over with a grinning grin: "Little monk, feel the pain of pulling out your tongue!"

Tang Xiaozang was a little flustered, not knowing why he appeared in hell out of thin air.

But he quickly calmed down, clasped his hands together and placed them on his chest: "Amitabha, all appearances are false."

"All conditioned dharmas are like dream bubbles, dew and electricity, and should be viewed in this way."

The green-faced evil spirit, tongue-pulling hell, and red-hot iron tongs all disappeared in an instant.

What appeared before Tang Xiaozang again was the Iron Tree Hell.

According to the rumors, anyone who separates flesh and blood during life and instigates discord between father and son, brothers, sisters and husbands will enter the iron tree hell after death. There are sharp knives on the tree.

A huge Tongtian Iron Tree appeared in front of Tang Xiaozang, and there were countless bruised people hanging on it. They were howling, screaming, screaming, and insulting! !
The appearance of all living beings can be seen at a glance.

"What about the eighteen levels of hell?" Tang Xiaozang put his palms together and muttered to himself, "I will walk with you once, little monk."

"The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."

Evil Mirror Hell, Steamer Hell, Copper Pillar Hell, Knife Mountain Hell, Oil Pot Hell, Blood Pool Hell, Punishment Hell...

Before he knew it, Tang Xiaozang had gone through all the eighteen levels of hell!

"Only by seeing all the diseases in the world can we know the suffering of all beings." Tang Xiaozang muttered to himself, "What the master said is correct."

"Since I have passed through hell, I know the sufferings of all living beings!"

Tang Xiaozang opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were full of light.

Before his eyes, there is no vision of hell anymore!
All appearances are false!
No matter how real the illusion of hell is, it can't mess with his heart!

"Benefactor, this round was won by the little monk." Tang Xiaozang had a confident smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)