Fantasy: Invincible From The Game Brush Level

"I am Wang Jinxi from Tianyun Sect, please enlighten me!"

Looking at Jiang Ping in front of me,

Wang Jinxi bowed slightly to Jiang Ping, with a very thoughtful etiquette.

"Wan Jianzong, Jiang Ping!"

After Jiang Ping nodded, he turned his gaze to the referee who was already in place.

"The second round of the Supreme Academy Competition, start!"

The referee's voice was still emotionless.

"Be careful! My bamboo pole is very powerful!"

Wang Jinxi looked at Jiang Ping,

At the same time, the bamboo pole in his hand began to shake violently!

"The master said that my strength is very strong, and it is more than enough to enter this supreme school. The strength of the disciples outside is not too bad...

Looking at Jiang Ping, Wang Jinxi whispered to himself there.

"Crack, clap..."

Then, only a strong and powerful rhythm sounded from the inside of the bamboo pole,

Then, a series of cyan Sword intents rose up along the bamboo pole and attached to it.

"Sword intent was actually cultivated with bamboo poles, it's really good!"

Jiang Ping nodded, but he didn't respond much.

It sounds incredible to practice Sword intent with bamboo poles,

But in fact, there are still not a few people who practice this way.

At the same time, this also proves that Wang Jinxi has already practiced Sword intent to the point of perfection!

"This little guy is not bad!"

760 Even, even the referee on the side, watching Wang Jinxi's performance in his heart at this moment, nodded secretly,

With Wang Jinxi's sword intent,

Maybe he is already qualified to enter the Supreme Academy to practice!

"It seems that the outcome will be announced soon!"

The referee looked at Jiang Ping, who was still standing there calmly,

So I started to calculate in my heart.

"Sun and Moon Sword Technique, the first form..."

And at this moment,

Jiang Ping moved!

I saw Jiang Ping holding the fierce dragon sword,

With a gentle wave,

I saw a burst of extreme brilliance released from his sword!

"Boom boom boom..."

The terrifying Chuyang is just like the real sun,

The huge pressure brought by it made the face of Wang Jinxi on the opposite side change drastically.

"This is..…………"

A look of astonishment appeared on Wang Jinxi's face,

He hastened to block it,

But his whole day couldn't bear this terrifying heat at this moment,

It started to burn!

"This, this is the Martial Skill of Dao Realm... this kid!"

And the referee,

It's even standing up now!

After he felt the Artistic Conception in Jiang Ping's sword, he froze!

Good guy!

In this round, he originally thought it would be a strange thing to meet a guy who could forge a Sword intent with a (bhfb) bamboo pole!

Unexpectedly, now an even weirder one came...

It actually directly cultivated the Taoism!!

Cultivate to the existence of Taoism,

I am afraid that even if they are the highest schools, there are not many people who can do it!

"boom!"

In the end, Jiang Ping's move hit Wang Jinxi viciously,

The Sword Qi contained in the Chu Yang made Wang Jinxi unable to bear it every minute!

"I surrender!"

At this moment, Wang Jinxi's entire forehead is covered with beads of sweat,

Can't fight!

Can't beat it at all!

With his current strength, he is like an ant in front of this move!

Regardless of the level of this person's Martial Skill,

Or Realm Cultivation Base, they completely crushed themselves!

It's not fighting at all,

It was a complete crush!

"Master, you lied to me!"

In the end, Wang Jinxi snapped his mouth,

Actually shed a few tears, and ran to the distance crying, "The world outside the mountain is terrible!"

"Race 2, Jiang Ping wins!"

Almost long after Wang Jinxi had left,

Then the referee reacted,

He looked at Jiang Ping, and said with a trembling voice.

"Excuse me, senior, is the location of the decisive battle with Palace Master Wuhai three years ago, here?"

Jiang Ping pretended not to see the shock in the referee's eyes, and asked him.

"That's right! It's there!"

The referee nodded, and then pointed in a direction a little absentmindedly.

"Thank you!"

After Jiang Ping said to the referee,

The body immediately flew towards the direction he pointed.

"Chi Chi Chi․..."

The figure of Jiang Ping kept shuttling through the woods,

His speed was so fast that almost his whole body turned into a black shadow,

But to Jiang Ping's surprise,

He felt that the more he moved towards the decisive battle,

The more black air around you!

In the end, these black air condensed into a mass, forming a huge black wind with a length of more than ten meters, permeating the entire dense forest!

"It should be here..."

Finally, Jiang Ping came to a tree,

Looking down from here,

You can see huge pits appearing in front of him,

Each of these pits is hundreds of meters in size,

They are all over the dense forest, and there are no trees in sight for several kilometers around.

And all these deep pits are filled with various evil spirits,

All the evil spirits floating in this dense forest also came out of these deep pits!

"Huh? That's..."

However, Jiang Ping's gaze was attracted by a figure in the distance,

The figure was dressed in tattered clothes,

The whole person does not look tall,

But there is a different kind of backbone, standing there as tall and straight as a green pine!

"It's you!"

Seeing this figure, Jiang Ping was almost sure,

This guy is definitely the old man who let himself come to the Supreme Academy!

However, if he is really the Lord of Wuhai Palace recorded in the Supreme Academy,

Then how could he be recorded as dead?

With this doubt,

Jiang Ping quickly approached the figure.

"Boy, you really came..."

When Jiang Ping came to the branch above the figure's head,

He turned around slowly,

Grinning at Jiang Ping.

"It's really you! You said I came to the Supreme Academy, and you gave me too much Body Refining surgery, and now I'm here!"

Jiang Ping looked at the old man,

Just reach out, happy!"

"Good boy! You remember it so clearly!"

Seeing Jiang Ping's outstretched hand, the old man couldn't help being slightly taken aback,

Then with a wry smile,

Then, Zhenzhen took out an ancient book and put it in Jiang Ping's hands.

"Too much for Body Refining!"

Looking at the large characters on this ancient book,

Only then Jiang Ping nodded in satisfaction,

"Old man, I worked tirelessly and came all the way here! You really just gave me a copy of Martial Skill!"

Jiang Ping looked at the old man, and suddenly smiled again.

"Stinky boy! Don't do this trick! This is too much Body Refining Technique, which is already the supreme Body Refining Cultivation Technique. Now you have obtained a huge advantage, and you are still acting like a good boy here!"

Hearing Jiang Ping's words, the old man couldn't help but stare angrily, "If you think it's not good, give it back to me now!"

"Just kidding!"

Jiang Ping smiled, and put away the Taishang Body Refining technique, "By the way, are you Wuhai from the information..."

"boom!"

Looking at the old man in front of him, Jiang Ping wanted to ask his own doubts,

But at this moment,

A roar suddenly sounded in front of the two of them!

Both Jiang Ping and the old man looked forward,

I saw four or five men in black standing in front of me, and I don't know when, they were standing there and staring at them coldly.

"Who is this..."

Looking at these men in black, Jiang Ping frowned,

He could feel that the Cultivation Base of these men in black was not weak,

Almost every one of them is around True Martial Realm!

"Demon Cult!"

After the old man looked at it for a long time,

Only two words came out of his mouth. .