The six people flew to a very high place above the clouds and stood facing each other hundreds of feet apart.

"You hide your head and show your tail, you are a monk from the Demon Sect from the Great Jin Dynasty?" Master Zhiyang looked at the man in black robes and said sarcastically with a raised corner of his mouth.

"Hey, you old cow, your nose is full of excrement and your mouth is spitting out feces. It seems that you want to have a taste of my magic skills." The man in black robe sneered. The Taoist priest opposite must have thought that practicing orthodox Taoist skills can restrain his own demons.

Gong, if the other party thinks this way, they are totally wrong.

"You helped the Mulan people invade our Tiannan and committed a heinous crime. I will save you today!" Master Zhiyang said in a deep tone.

"Stop talking nonsense and let's take action! Let you see what real magic power is." The man in black robe said and shot out the thorn.

"Haha, you can't ask for it!" Master Zhiyang laughed and shot out in the same way.

In the blink of an eye, the two used various magical powers to fight fiercely.

"Why doesn't the green-haired guy opposite wear a green hat? I think it suits you better!" The four-foot dwarf raised an ax in his hand and pointed at Wei Wuya.

"Dwarf! You are looking for death!" Wei Wuya said angrily with a stern look on his face, then turned into a green light and shot towards the dwarf.

"You must have been right, hahaha." Seeing Wei Wuya's anger, Chaozi burst out laughing and at the same time walked away.

After moving several thousand feet, he stopped and started to use his spiritual skills to fight Wei Wuya.

"Fellow Taoist's surname is Zhong, right? Why don't we talk about it? It's not good to fight and kill." Xiao Yu looked at the middle-aged scholar opposite him with a half-smile.

"Humph, who wants to talk to you?" Confucian scholar surnamed Zhong looked at Xiao Yu's frivolous appearance and his face turned cold.

"Oh, why bother? You can't beat me. It's just delaying time anyway. It would be easier to just stand like this." Xiao Yu put his hands behind his back.

Indeed, from the perspective of the Mulan people, this Immortal Cultivator Tournament was carried out out of helplessness and with the fate of the entire clan at stake.

Because they have been at war with the unexpected people on the grassland for many years, they have been at an absolute disadvantage in recent years, and their territory has almost been lost.

Currently, except for a tribe that seems to be called the Jinyang tribe, all the others have come over.

But what they don't know is that at this moment, the Jinyang tribe has been wiped out. And all their territory in the grassland has also been occupied by Tutu people.

In other words, the hundreds of thousands of Mulan monks at the scene have actually become homeless poor people.

It is precisely because of this that Xiao Yu has already thought about it beforehand. In this battle, he will not kill the opponent's masters, but will just hold them back and wait for the news of the fall of the grassland.

With four divine masters, the Mulan people are no match for the Tuwu people. If one more person is killed, who will be able to resist the Tuwu people in the future.

Therefore, it is in the best interest of the Tiannan Immortal World to let the Mulan people occupy the territory of one or two countries, play the role of the former Nine Nations Alliance, and let them continue to resist the unexpected people.

"Your Excellency's tone is too arrogant. I don't believe how unbelievable you are as a middle-level monk." When the Confucian scholar surnamed Zhong heard Xiao Yu's words, he became more vigilant and said disdainfully.

After saying this, the Confucian scholar immediately made hand gestures and muttered words, and was ready to take action.

"Since it doesn't make sense, let me see your spiritual skills!" Xiao Yu sighed, then opened his mouth, and one hundred and eight Golden Bamboo Divine Thunder Swords flew out, circling and dancing in front of him.

The Confucian scholar kept paying attention to Xiao Yu while he was casting spells. When he saw him sacrificing so many magic weapons at once, he felt a chill in his heart, and then he was shocked.

Because according to his induction, each of these flying swords exuded powerful pressure, which was no weaker than those monks' magic weapons that focused on one or several items.

Isn't it equivalent to many people joining forces to defeat such a large number of magic weapons? No wonder this person has such a great reputation.

Without thinking too much, the Confucian scholar had already finished his preparations, and he shouted in a low voice:

"The Five Elements Capture the Immortal Hand!"

Suddenly, a silver cloud suddenly appeared in the sky between the two people, and then the silver cloud surged, and a big silver hand appeared with half an arm attached.

The big silver hand was tens of feet tall, with clearly visible knuckle lines. Before it fell, it was emitting strong fluctuations of spiritual pressure.

"go!"

The giant silver hand clenched its five fingers into a fist, and Void struck lightly in the direction of Xiao Yu, and a feeling of suffocation came from far away.

"Is this a kind of spiritual art?" Looking at the giant mountain-like hand, Xiao Yu felt the difference from the magic, while urging the flying sword to meet it.

I saw each flying sword swaying slightly, and then another three identical flying swords were separated in a flash of golden light.

In the dazzling golden light, hundreds of sick flying swords quickly formed a golden sword river, and then the sword tip pointed at the silver giant hand and struck hard.

In the blink of an eye, Jianhe met the giant hand.

"Clang, clang, clang..." Countless sounds of gold and iron clashing sounded.

The giant hand that was descending at a rapid speed couldn't help but pause, and then a dazzling silver light erupted, and it pressed down hard again.

"What a joke!" Xiao Yu activated the magic power in his body, and the golden light of Jianhe flashed again, and then spun at extremely high speed, cutting crazily around the giant hand.

"Huh? It looks like he has some strength." The Confucian scholar who was preparing the next spiritual technique suddenly looked at Yin Shou with a focused look.

I saw patches of silver light appearing on the surface of the silver hand, and then quickly dissipated in the void. They were sliced ​​out by the opponent's flying sword.

The golden sword river just rotated for a while, and the silver hand was shrunk several times, and the spiritual pressure on it was also greatly reduced, and the entire silver hand could no longer drop an inch.

When the Confucian scholar saw this, there was no expression on his face. He just snorted coldly, and after a while, silver light flashed on the left and right sides, and two people who looked exactly like the Confucian scholar suddenly appeared.

With the same clothes and the same expression, the three of them looked at Xiao Yu together.

"What kind of clone technique is this?" Xiao Yu's eyes narrowed, and after scanning with his spiritual consciousness, he could not tell the difference between the two clones and the original body. Regardless of their cultivation level, their auras were exactly the same.

Then blue light flashed in his eyes, and when he looked again, he found that the person on the left was made of flesh and blood, and the other two figures were somewhat illusory, mostly made of spiritual energy, and there were also some unknown substances.

After seeing the Confucian scholar's true form clearly, Xiao Yu summoned the Golden Bamboo Divine Thunder Sword with a thought. The silver giant hand that had grown to less than a foot in size had little power left, and the silver light disappeared automatically as soon as it was dark.

Already.

At this moment, the three Confucian scholars opposite flicked their sleeves and took a step forward at the same time. Their movements were obviously slow and calm, but the next moment they appeared a hundred feet away from Xiao Yu.

Along with the three people appearing at the same time, there were three silver giant hands that were exactly the same as before.

As soon as the three giant hands appeared, they formed a glyph shape, and the silver light flashed and grabbed Xiao Yu's head. The movement was like lightning, and it instantly reached the top of Xiao Yu's head.

"Not good!" Xiao Yu was startled, and a pair of golden wings several feet long appeared behind him. A low thunderclap sounded, and the person disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, Xiao Yu's figure appeared hundreds of feet away.

"Thunder Escape Technique!" The three Confucian scholars looked at Xiao Yu who reappeared in surprise and said at the same time.

"How does it compare to your shrinking into an inch?" Xiao Yu's voice could not detect any emotion or anger, but he became serious in his heart.

"Hmph!" The Confucian scholar didn't answer, snorted coldly, and with a thought, he controlled the three silver hands that missed him, and grabbed Xiao Yu from three directions again.

This time he did not try to get close to Xiao Yu, because the opponent's thunder escape technique can teleport and he can avoid it at any time. There is no use in getting closer, unless the opponent is hit by a silver hand, and his "Five Elements Capturing Immortal Hand" has certain

The space confinement function.

So he was prepared to wait for the moment when the silver giant hand was close enough to Xiao Yu, and then move forward to use his thunderous method.

If Confucian scholar's thoughts were known to Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu would probably die laughing. Until now, Xiao Yu has not used the magical power of Brahma Saint and Heavenly Demon Art, just because he didn't want to end the battle so quickly. If Confucian scholar really got close to Xiao Yu

, he will probably be beaten until he doesn’t even recognize his mother.
Chapter completed!