My master is a bug

Unconsciously, those transcendent monks who were not familiar with Guo Xing had already regarded him as a smaller version of Fang Mu.

And those who were originally very familiar with Guo Xing were now stunned.

They had never thought that Guo Xing, who seemed completely unreliable on weekdays, actually had such a side.

Compared with the other core disciples on Zhitian Mountain, Guo Xing was far behind in both cultivation progress and hard work.

Moreover, he was always laughing and joking on weekdays, and occasionally had brain twitches, giving people a sense of unreliability.

But today, Guo Xing on the ring was completely different from usual.

Those monks who were used to Guo Xing's unreliable side even dared not believe that this was Guo Xing.

The most surprised one was Li Zihua.

Li Zihua had recognized Guo Xing since Guo Xing just solidified his soul.

He even clearly remembered the scene when he solidified Guo Xing's soul that day.

At the beginning, he actually didn't think there was anything wrong with Guo Xing.

At that time, based on Guo Xing's talent, he thought that this young man would most likely become a person who stirs up the world in the future.

But as he came into contact with Guo Xing more and more, he became more and more suspicious of his previous judgment.

Because Guo Xing seemed a little unreliable.

Rather than saying that he was the eldest brother of Zhitian Mountain, he might as well be a mascot.

After all, with Fang Mu's rising power, even if he tied a dog to Zhitian Mountain, Zhitian Mountain could become a holy place for cultivation.

But in just less than two years, this "mascot" in Li Zihua's eyes has become a person who can be compared with himself.

Even he was not sure that he could take that sword without injury.

You know, he has now broken through to the Taixuan realm!

After a moment of stunned silence, Li Zihua couldn't help but sigh:

"It's only been a short time, and he has grown to this point.

It seems that he can become the eldest disciple of Zhitian Mountain not just because of good luck..."

"Of course, the eldest brother is so powerful!

Among the few of us, only he can carry the sword intent of the junior brother."

It was Li Qingzhu who took over.

Since she was in seclusion on Zhitian Mountain and there was no one on duty, she asked Li Zihua to come and guard it.

Before the battle on the ring began, Li Zihua and Li Qingzhu were practicing on Zhitian Mountain.

Li Qingzhu was obviously alarmed by the battle below the mountain and temporarily stopped his seclusion.

However, the little girl's light words made Li Zihua, who was sighing, slightly stunned.

'Junior brother...'

Li Zihua repeated these three words several times, and then recalled the appearance of the sword lights. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind, and a sword light falling from the sky emerged.

That was the scene when Fang Lingyun first came to Earth.

At that time, he was ready to fight to the death to stop the sword light.

Li Zihua suddenly widened his eyes and said in disbelief:

"The sword that Guo Xing is holding, is it Fang Lingyun!?"

Li Qingzhu nodded and said: "Yes, once the junior brother lost a bet with the senior brother, and this is what he looks like when he turns into his original form."

Li Zihua: "..."

Li Zihua, who had just broken through to the Taixuan realm, was completely confused.

He never thought that Guo Xing could be so shameless.

'How dare he bring Fang Lingyun to the ring!

That's a transcendental sword of transformation!!!'

Li Qingzhu seemed to see what Li Zihua was thinking, and explained with a smile:

"I think senior brother did the right thing.

He was fighting by himself from beginning to end, but the weapon he used was a little more powerful."

'Just a little more powerful? That's all? '

Li Zihua instinctively wanted to refute.

But he was stunned before he could say anything.

He suddenly realized that what Li Qingzhu said seemed to be right, and Guo Xing was indeed fighting with his own strength.

It was just that during this process, a constant flow of power flowed from the magic sword into Guo Xing's body.

Fang Lingyun's power seemed to have only circulated in Guo Xing's body.

But there was a world of difference between this circling and not circling.

If Fang Lingyun's sword intent directly killed the enemy, then a Taixuan realm cultivator like Li Zihua could directly see the clues.

It was because Fang Lingyun's power circulated in Guo Xing's body that Li Zihua felt that this was Guo Xing's own strength.

Even if he had some doubts, he just thought that Guo Xing might have exploded the secret method in advance.

And this was only a superficial difference.

In fact, not everyone can withstand the sword intent above transcendence.

The sword intent of that level would burst the person holding the sword if it was not handled properly.

Even the current Li Zihua did not dare to easily carry Fang Lingyun's sword intent.

Guo Xing not only carried this sword intent, but also turned it into his own power in an instant.

Even if he only exerted the combat power of the Purple Cloud Realm, it was still a very terrifying thing.

Thinking of this, Li Zihua couldn't help but sigh: "Guo Xing is indeed a natural swordsman..."

Li Qingzhu, who was standing beside him, heard this and rolled his eyes and said: "Brother!

Don't say this in front of my senior brother.

Otherwise, you will be beaten!"

"Just relying on him, uh..."

Li Zihua suddenly realized that the little guy who had just solidified his soul just two years ago seemed to have the strength to beat him now.

He opened and closed his mouth slightly and whispered:

"I broke through from Ziyun to Taixuan in two years. I thought my speed was the best in Yuxuan Sect.

But I didn't expect..."

Li Zihua was just halfway through his emotional words when Li Qingzhu on the side interrupted:

“Brother, your entry speed is not as fast as the Jade Xuan Sect.

Senior Brother Chen Qianjie’s cultivation speed is much faster than yours.

It only took him a year to become a god! "

Li Zihua's mood was suddenly shattered.

After he was confused for a moment, he suddenly pinched Li Qingzhu's face and said, "Call me daddy!"

Li Qingzhu: "..."

…

Just as father and daughter Li Zihua and Li Qingzhu were having a cheerful exchange, Guo Xing on the ring had already slashed out the Seven Swords again.

Even if those seed players were prepared, they still couldn't resist Guo Xing's terrifying sword light.

After seven sword strikes, nine of the remaining ten people were killed.

Only Zhuang Pengshu relied on secret techniques to avoid Guo Xing's sword.

But even so, Zhuang Pengshu was not intact.

His entire left arm was completely destroyed, and the spiritual energy in his body was in a mess, but he almost lost his fighting power.

Guo Xing looked at Zhuang Pengshu, who had only one arm left, and praised: "Yes, one of these seeded players is finally worth watching."

Zhuang Pengshu smiled bitterly and said: "Zhi Tianshan disciples are really scary, we lost this time.

It's just that I don't understand why you would come to trouble us with your level.

Is it really just because you want to find someone to fight with? "

Guo Xing curled up his lips and said, "Do you think I'm bullying you because of my cultivation level?"

Zhuang Pengshu frowned and said, "Isn't it?"

Guo Xing's face darkened and he said, "Of course not.

Your realm is not low.

If you can achieve spiritual resonance, even Taixuan realm monks can fight, let alone me, Ziyun. "