My talent is resurrection

Chapter 191 The Arrival of the Monster Clan
In the catching and killing part of the Battle of Hundred Sects, only the last ten people will be taken.

Naturally, those with the highest skills win.

The ten people headed by Jing Zhenghong fought with the ten people headed by Chen Jiu sitting on the high platform.

The first match was Chen Jiu vs. Jing Zhenghong.

The two had fought once in the small world on the Tianshui side before, and many monks had witnessed that fight, so it was Chen Jiu who had crushed Jing Zhenghong.

But not too much pressure.

Besides, there was Du Bai beside Chen Jiu at that time, even if Du Bai didn't make a move, it looked like a two-on-one situation.

Therefore, the monks present all took a neutral attitude towards the fight between Chen Jiu and Jing Zhenghong.

A little sword fairy.

A Ti Xiu who was born out of nowhere and won the leader.

If you really want to fight against each other, what will be the result...

Hard to say.

Just have to wait and see.

Everyone can't wait too long, it will be there soon.

Standing beside Chen Jiu, Du Bai crossed his arms, lowered his head slightly, and sighed, "Chen Daoyou, without me by your side this time, you won't have the number one strength in Xiaotiandi, so be careful when fighting Jing Zhenghong later. "

Chen Jiu was slightly taken aback, turned to look at Du Bai, raised his eyebrows in doubt and asked, "You don't take it seriously, do you?"

Xiaotiandi is number one, and he, Chen Jiu, is alone.

Du Bai just cast some spells on the side, at best it's icing on the cake, at worst it's useless.

Du Bai was also slightly taken aback, then lowered his head, seemingly a little depressed.

When Chen Jiu saw her, she felt a little embarrassed, so she comforted her, "I can only overwhelm Jing Zhenghong alone, but you and I can overwhelm Jing Zhenghong and Yang Bo together."

This Yang Bo is a monk in the third echelon of Jindan, from the Zhengyang Mountain lineage, which Chen Jiu knew just now during the catching and killing session.

Du Bai also knew this person, so he frowned slightly, and discussed, "Can't it be Jing Zhenghong and Jiang Yuan?"

Chen Jiu glanced at him, shook his head and said, "I don't think so."

Naturally, he felt that Du Bai couldn't beat Jiang Yuan.

Du Bai frowned, thought for a while, and tried again: "Then replace it with Yulin?"

Chen Jiu also frowned and thought about it seriously, but still shook his head slightly, "It's a bit far-fetched."

Du Bai gradually frowned, and said firmly: "That is Li Yang, it can't be lower."

Chen Jiugang wanted to speak, but seeing Du Bai's swearing face, he pondered for a moment, and finally he could only nod his head reluctantly, "All right."

Du Bai let out a long breath.

Seeing them bargaining, Jiang Ci smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

Naturally, he laughed at Chen Jiu.

In Jiang Ci's eyes, Du Bai was just a strange scholar, he had nothing to say, and naturally there was no laughing matter.

Tao Li leaned on the back pillar and smiled gently at Chen Jiu: "Then Jing Zhenghong's flying sword is sharp, be careful later, don't be tough, use some skills."

Chen Jiu nodded, "I must be tough."

Tao Li smiled helplessly.

Chen Jiu didn't seem to have any skills in fighting, and he had always been tough.

It's no wonder Chen Jiu.

Because his martial arts are too domineering, to be able to suppress people purely with martial arts is the most powerful boxing in the world.

After all, all physical cultivation in the world seeks boxing will and martial luck.

Chen Jiu can climb to the top with martial arts, so he can also climb to the top with physical training.

Therefore, the old heavenly master never gave Chen Jiu's boxing skills advice.

Martial arts are domineering enough.

There is nothing to point out about that fist.

Chen Jiu got up, raised his eyebrows at Jing Zhenghong who was sitting opposite him, and then turned his head towards the small world on the Tianshui side.

The meaning is self-evident.

Jing Zhenghong nodded, and ran into Xiaotiandi with his sword.

Chen Jiu followed closely behind.

The two stood in the small world, and neither made a move first.

The monks watched quietly, unwilling to make a sound, and waited and watched.

The fight between these two will probably be the most exciting and intense battle of the Hundred Sects.

It is also a battle between body repair and sword repair.

Looks great!

Chen Jiu raised his hand slightly, and martial luck rose in an instant, a cluster of martial luck burned in his hand, and when he shook his hand again, martial luck suddenly increased, extremely strong, and he waved to Jing Zhenghong.

"Come."

Jing Zhenghong held the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, and without drawing the sword, full of sword intent, he nodded slightly to Chen Jiu.

For Chen Jiu, Jing Zhenghong attached great importance to it. After all, he really failed to defeat Chen Jiu in the small world.

But that time was not a real fight, after all, the two of them had no killing intent at that time, and there was no need for them to fight.

But not now.

Only one person can stand alive in the small world.

Jing Zhenghong naturally didn't want to let it go.

So only the sword will come out.

He stretched out his hand slightly.

Draw the sword.

The sword light is extremely long, cutting above martial arts.

Chen Jiu stood in front of him wrapped in strong martial arts.

The sword light split from the finger of martial arts, and cut to both ends, cutting out two huge ravines.

The two showed their strengths for the first time.

Almost at the moment when the sword light disappeared.

Jing Zhenghong came to Chen Jiu.

A sword seals the throat.

Extremely fast.

extremely ruthless.

Excellent sword.

But Chen Jiuheng's palm grabbed Feijian and squeezed it tightly.

Chen Jiu looked up at Jing Zhenghong and grinned suddenly.

Wu Yun punches!
Jing Zhenghong flew upside down, then regained his strength in the air, stabilized his figure, and the flying sword hung beside him again.

The monks outside let out a low cry.

Such a fast sword.

Faster punches!

Among them, the monks of the Jianghu lineage were even more horrified. They were originally sects that relied on physical training, and now seeing Chen Jiu's physical training, they must be extremely happy.

It's just that Jianghu's body repairer thought that Chen Jiu already had a sect, so he was completely disappointed at the moment.

Such a good individual cultivation, why did my own sect miss it so much?
Ugh.

Jianghu body repairers are thinking about whether they can go to Chen Jiu's sect to discuss after this hundred sects battle. They are willing to pay a high price to make Chen Jiu recognize Jianghu as the second sect.

It's just that I don't know if Chen Jiu will agree, and the monks in Jianghu feel uneasy.

Small world at this time.

The two of them fought against each other.

Jing Zhenghong pinched the flying sword hanging on the side again in his hand, and frowned at Chen Jiu. He, who had always spoken little, rarely spoke.

"Compared to Xiaotiandi, you are more diligent."

Chen Jiu chuckled and said, "It's not considered diligent."

It's just that the alchemy lost after the fight with the Nascent Soul monk of the Haoran Sect has almost recovered.

Jing Zhenghong didn't say anything, he squeezed his sword tightly, and nodded slightly towards Chen Jiu.

The flying sword trembled, and the blade lit up.

Afterwards, the entire small world was filled with sword light.

Dazzling people's eyes.

Flying sword "Chunxi".

In this late spring season, cut off the spring.

After the sword light.

An extremely deep ravine extending several miles along the soles of Jing Zhenghong's feet.

At the farthest end of the ravine is Chen Jiu who is shrouded in martial arts.

Wu Yun formed a ball to protect Chen Jiu's entire body.

The scene was silent.

Suddenly, there was the sound of eggshells breaking.

The martial arts ball cracked with traces, and suddenly shattered.

Chen Jiu, a god-man with golden light inside, was revealed.

Chen Jiu stood up straight, turned his golden pupils, and looked at Jing Zhenghong. Wu Yun came from the small world and gathered on Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu's golden pupil suddenly flashed violently.

Good luck.

He flexed his fingers and flicked suddenly.

Martial luck is like a torrent, bursting away.

Jingzhenghong's "Chunxi" suddenly flashed sword energy, thousands of sword energy criss-crossed, protecting him in front of him.

The old celestial master sitting in the tower's eyes sparkled, stroked his beard, and laughed heartily.

"What a green out of blue and better than blue!"

Chen Jiu's understanding of this move of martial arts in the Golden Core realm is even higher than Lu Shenli.

The old heavenly master shook his head and smiled again, "It's really scary for young people."

At this time, two ravines appeared in the small world.

One was cut by Jing Zhenghong, and one was cut by Chen Jiu.

Both Jing Zhenghong and Chen Jiu were at the farthest end of the ravine, his clothes were slightly torn, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding slightly.

At this moment, all the monks saw the rivalry between the two.

Undoubtedly, Chen Jiu had the upper hand.

The killing power of the two moves seemed similar, but Chen Jiu was not afraid of Jing Zhenghong's sword energy at all because of his rough skin and thick flesh.

This is why it has been said since ancient times that high-level swordsmanship usually cannot beat high-level physical training.

Jing Zhenghong took a breath of the golden elixir in his stomach, and suddenly vomited.

Jin Dan breathed out on the flying sword "Chunxi".

"Chunxi" quenches the golden elixir.

Jing Zhenghong raised his sword slightly.

Sword cultivators have always paid attention to quick battles and quick decisions, and instant kills are the best.

Jing Zhenghong stretched out his sword.

The sharpest sword came.

The sword cultivators outside frowned, everyone knew that Jing Zhenghong was going to make a quick decision.

But I also feel that it is not appropriate for Jing Zhenghong to use the strongest sword move so quickly?
But when everyone thought about it, they felt that it was right.

Jing Zhenghong and Chen Jiu, such monsters, fought with each other. If they just slashed at Chen Jiu with ordinary sword moves, it would be quite painless. Over time, the body repair who is good at protracted warfare must win.

Therefore, Jing Zhenghong now relies on his strongest state of energy and spirit to use the strongest sword, which is actually the best.

Chen Jiushen was condensed to the purest state, and his golden martial arts almost turned into water droplets.

Jing Zhenghong raised his hand.

A sword was thrown out.

Chen Jiu didn't retreat back, and went towards the sword fiercely.

Scared ass!
Xiaotiandi trembled.

Burst from the very center, layer by layer collapsed.

All the monks looked nervous, and they were unwilling to blink, staring at the small world, fearing that they would miss any link.

At this time, the monks who talked about Taibai Sword Sect were the most nervous.

If his little sword fairy Jing Zhenghong was afraid, then their Taibai Sword Sect would really have no chance in this battle of the Hundred Sects.

And after this, Taibai Jianzong also lost some prestige, and it is rare for the younger generation in Tianguang Prefecture to have the right to speak before.

And this Chen Jiu is extremely profitable no matter whether he wins or loses.

Because after this war, all the monks in Tianguangzhou will know about a genius physicist named Chen Jiu.

And it is almost a rare physical training in Tianguangzhou in a thousand years.

After half an hour.

The small world gradually calmed down.

Everyone hurried to look.

In the center of Xiaotiandi.

Chen Jiu's body was full of golden light, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he seemed to be dying.

But everyone's eyes were horrified, and they almost exclaimed.

Because Chen Jiu stepped on Jing Zhenghong's flying sword "Chunxi".

Jing Zhenghong fell aside.

Chen Jiu exhaled a turbid breath.

He won by a huge margin.

This is the most shocking thing.

The small world suddenly collapsed.

Both Jing Zhenghong and Chen Jiu emerged from their injuries.

The two looked at each other.

Jing Zhenghong looked at Chen Jiu with extremely complicated eyes. He really didn't expect Chen Jiu's combat power to be so powerful.

According to Jing Zhenghong's thinking, Chen Jiu is really the number one golden elixir in Tianguangzhou now.

Tao Li watched with a smile on the stage.

With this junior in my family, even if I am useless, I am not afraid that the Taoist temple will not have a successor in the future.

Jiang Ci eased most of the worries in his heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Xian and Yu Miao looked at each other and smiled slightly.

Sitting on the stage, the top [-] of the Hundred Schools Battle looked at Chen Jiu with serious expressions, their faces pensive.

This Chen Jiu is really extraordinary.

It seems that they underestimated Chen Jiu's combat power in the small world at the beginning. They didn't expect Chen Jiu to win Jing Zhenghong so easily.

From this point of view, is there really a monk who can beat Chen Jiu?

From the perspective of Zhongjindan, there is indeed a bit of suspense.

And I really didn't expect such a monster to appear in today's Hundred Sects Battle.

damn it.

What a disaster.

Chen Jiu smiled towards the stage.

Especially He Zhidong.

He Zhidong was stunned for a moment, put away his folding fan, and said nothing.

Chen Jiu turned around and was about to walk towards Jiang Ci.

In the high tower, the face of the old heavenly master suddenly changed, and he came to Haoranzong's sky in an instant.

Wang Haihui shouted angrily, "How courageous!"

He reached out and pulled suddenly.

The Tianshui side suddenly unfolded, expanding tens of miles, and enveloping the entire Haoran Sect.

Tao Li appeared in the sky, drew his sword, looked forward with a smile, and asked.

"So eager to die?"

Almost at this moment, the sky opened into a huge black cave.

The dragon claws that have been covering the sky protruded from it, pressing on the old heavenly master.

The old celestial master's expression froze.

The original avatar of the great monster in the thirteen realms!

He wrapped his huge dragon claws and went straight to the sky in order not to affect the human world.

The void in front of Tao Li was distorted, and a slender shadow slowly faded out, his appearance was unclear, and he whispered towards Tao Li.

"Eating the flesh and blood of a Sword Immortal raw, hehe, that's great."

Tao Li also laughed.

"It's not bad to kill a twelve-level monster."

The two faced off.

At the same time, Wang Haihui raised his hands again.

The Haoran Sect wrapped in the Tianshui side suddenly formed a spherical ball and suddenly ascended to the sky.

At the same time, an old man stood outside the ball, holding a carving knife in his hand.

The old man nodded towards Wang Haihui.

"With me here, the Yaozu can't get in."

The old man was entrusted by the old heavenly master, and he came here for one thing only.

Protect the entire Haoran Sect, and protect all the monks who came to participate in the battle of the Hundred Sects.

He only does this and nothing else.

After all, if the cultivator of the Battle of the Hundred Sects died, it would have a huge impact on the entire Tianguang Prefecture.

The old Tianshi didn't expect Yaozu to be so bold.

Before the Battle of the Hundred Sects was over, and before the lamps appeared, they suddenly attacked.

Fortunately, the old heavenly master had made preparations early, and everything was in danger at this time.

Not bad.

Tao Lihu was at the forefront, and the twelve-level monster who appeared suddenly also went to the outer sky.

Wang Haihui sits on top of the Haoran sect, waiting for the big monster to come again.

According to what the old heavenly master speculated, the big demon who came this time will definitely not be the only one.

Anyway, this time it was extremely difficult.

Wang Haihui looked up.

The sky split open.

He sighed.

What a pity, it was guessed by the old celestial master.

Wang Haihui stood up straight and waved his hand.

Sea transportation from all corners of the world came, turned into a torrent, and rushed into the entire cracked sky with Wang Haihui.

The old man with a carving knife stood in front of Hao Ranzong, his eyes narrowed.

He flipped the carving knife in his hand.

The word "Deadwood" is printed on it.

Most people in the world only know that he is an excellent woodcarver.

Little did he know that he was also a twelve-level sword cultivator.

The old man shouted towards the cracked sky.

"The gods and humans of the demon clan, all come to die!"

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