In his short life, He Wuxian has won countless victories. [A lot of good novels]

However, this is the second time that he has won such a bizarre victory as today.

The last time, it seems, was many years ago, in the big competition of the Black Armor Battalion.

It can be seen that only strange people can do it to win in a strange way three times and twice.

After the temple door opened, a middle-aged giant wearing an animal skin apron and holding a black giant sword in his hand stepped out.

He was powerful, powerful, and majestic, and he was the captain of the guard of the temple.

After opening the door, the first thing he saw was Roque and Lu Sen and the others with strange faces.

Before he could salute Roque and Lucson, he looked down and saw He Wuxian and Lulalu slumped to the ground.

The two of them are still tangled like glue, you press my head, I clasp your nostrils, and it looks very strange.

The captain of the guard was stunned for a moment, and his expression became extremely exciting.

"This ......"

Fortunately, Roque, Lu Sen and others entered the temple gate.

The captain of the guard asked a few words before learning the reason for the incident.

After a short time, He Wuxian and Lulalu regained their strength and entered the temple as well.

The temple is solemn and solemn, this ancient building, which is millions of years old, is one of the oldest buildings in the Land of Samsara.

The fountain of life is on the Heavenly Sacred Mountain.

The ancestors of the Giant Clan, in order to better protect the Fountain of Life from being coveted by the Young, established a temple here.

The temple is always guarded by a giant guard, a rule that has not changed for thousands of years.

This guard, in total, has nineteen giants.

Eighteen guard warriors, all of whom are in the realm of a ninth-level martial emperor.

The captain of the guard is the strongest and has the strength of a first-level martial saint.

Because, He Wuxi's strength was almost exhausted, and it would take two days to recover.

So they stayed in the temple for two days.

After waiting for two days, He Wuxian used countless elixirs to completely recover his body and reach his peak state.

The third test begins.

Inside the temple, in the wide and magnificent hall, Roque said in a loud voice with a solemn face.

"Young man, the last test is, a joust!"

"If you want to get the Fountain of Life, you must defeat the captain of the guard who guards the Temple, Mata. ”

"And you can't rely on external forces, let alone pets to help fight!"

He Wuxian nodded calmly, and turned his head to look at the captain of the guard beside him.

He had already used the identification technique before, but Mata's strength realm could not be identified.

Now he already knew that Mata was a first-class martial saint. (Good Novel)

He is a sixth-level Martial Emperor, but he has to compete with the first-level Martial Saint Ma Ta to compete in a duel!

Between the two, the difference is not just four realms, but a chasm.

A chasm that divides two levels and two worlds!

For Emperor Wu, Emperor Wu is full of ants, and the ninth-level Martial Emperor is also weak.

And for the Martial Saint, why is this not the case?

Even a ninth-level Martial Emperor, in the face of a first-level Martial Saint, is weakly exploded, and he will be killed within three moves!

Now, He Wuxian wants to compete with Ma Ta in a duel.

If you let the people in the Xuanhuang world know, they must think that this is a fool's dream, a fantasy!

Even the giants such as Rularu and Millie were shocked when they heard Roque's words.

"Patriarch, isn't that fair?"

"Why don't you let me compete with him?"

Lularu is a straight-hearted man who says whatever comes to mind.

In his opinion, this is simply bullying He Wuxian.

It was a contest with no hope of winning at all.

So he stepped forward and spoke up.

Millie also stepped forward and stood side by side with Rularu and expressed the same thought.

However, Roque was unmoved, and shook his head solemnly.

"Since the ancestors set this rule, it has not been changed for thousands of years!

The meaning of Roque's words is obvious, this is the rule of the Giants.

If He Wuxian feels that it is unfair, he can choose to give up the competition and withdraw from the land of reincarnation.

Anyway, he was going to come to find the Fountain of Life, and the Giant Clan didn't force it.

Categorically denied the request, Lularu retreated with a gloomy face.

He Wuxian nodded at Lu Lalu and Millie, and said with a smile: "The hearts of the two, Young Master Ben understands it, thank you." ”

"Since the rules of the Giant Clan are like this, let's do what Patriarch Roque said. Young Master Ben is put to the test!"

After a pause, he remembered a question and continued.

"Patriarch Roque, the sword has no eyes in the competition, what if there are casualties?"

He Wu was worried that if he accidentally injured or killed Mata, then Liang Zi would be bigger, and he would offend the giant clan to death.

When Roque and the others heard him, they thought he was worried about his own safety.

So, Luo Ke showed a smile and said, "The Holy Fountain of Life is here, even the dead can be resurrected, what are you afraid of?"

"Then I'm relieved!"

He Wuxian suddenly understood, nodded with a smile, and said, "Can you start?"

Roque walked out of the main hall first, and walked out of the temple.

"Everybody come with me!"

The venue of the competition, of course, will not be on Tiansheng Mountain.

Although Tiansheng Mountain is majestic and sacred, it can't withstand the devastation of the two fighting.

A quarter of an hour later, the group followed Roque into the vast mountains.

This is a mountain range with a radius of 100,000 miles, in which there are thousands of peaks, which are scattered, high and low, and look magnificent.

There are also several large rivers like pearls and jade belts, flowing through the foot of various mountain peaks.

At this time, it was noon, and a round of scorching sun hung high in the sky, sprinkling thousands of golden lights.

In the middle of the great river, the waves are sparkling and golden.

Thousands of mountain peaks are also covered with a layer of golden light, which is quite brilliant and dazzling.

This is the battlefield where He Wuxian competes with Mata!

This is not a pilgrimage route, so there is no restriction on formations, and both of them can burst out with all their strength and perform to their heart's content.

Roque, Lu Sen, Xiao Qinglong, and others all stood in the high sky to watch the battle.

He Wuxian and Mata flew forward, flying thousands of miles before stopping, standing still in the sky for ten miles.

The golden light overhead, the wind blowing in the air, and the beautiful mountains and rivers under your feet.

Such a battlefield made He Wuxian very satisfied and full of pride.

Dressed in a white robe, his clothes fluttering, his hair flying, holding a blood-drinking knife, his fighting spirit is monstrous.

It's just that he is now the essence of a human being.

In front of Mata's eighty-zhang tall body, he seemed too small, and his aura was much weaker.

Mata was a standard Titan warrior, wielding a black greatsword in each hand and wearing only a fur apron.

He was covered in a monstrous flame and looked full of fighting spirit.

He looked at He Wuxian condescendingly, his face was stern, and he was as rigid as ever.

"Young man, I won't show mercy, you must do your best!"

The sound of rolling thunder came, He Wuxian nodded, and said with a confident smile: "Of course!"

Seeing this, Mata didn't say much, and launched an attack with a loud shout.

"Drink!"

The black giant sword in his hands suddenly burst out with a hundred zhang long red sword light, and he slashed at He Wuxian from left to right.

Although, the two are ten miles apart.

However, Mata's figure flickered twice, and then rushed to He Wuxian's approach.

He Wuxian didn't dare to hold it up, stared at the two swords with a solemn face, and burst out to fight with all his might.

"Five Elements Destroying God Slash!"

The majestic Yuan Force surged out, and the blood-drinking knife lit up with a thirty-zhang long multicolored knife light.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and the sword light and the sword light collided together.

The sword light suddenly shattered, turning into thousands of fragments and dissipating.

The terrifying impact came, and He Wuxian was directly shocked and turned his head, flying upside down ten miles away.

The figure was stable, and He Wuxian's face turned pale, and he secretly said in his heart: "It's really strong!"

So, he could only use his real trick and attack with all his might.

"Transform!"

In an instant, he became a hundred-foot-tall giant, and his strength quadrupled.

The blood-drinking knife also turned into a black giant blade eighty zhang long, swirling with purple flames.

"Come again!"

The Blood Drinking Knife lit up again with a huge multicolored sword and slashed towards Mata.

It was still the Five Elements God Destroying Slash, but this time the power had skyrocketed several times.

"Bang!"

The multicolored sword and the black sword slammed together, and at the same time exploded into fragments in the sky, scattering into the sky.

But the sword in Mata's left hand slammed into He Wuxi's shoulder.

There was a crisp "click", and a crack appeared on He Wuxian's shoulder.

He was once again bombarded by the terrifying force and flew upside down ten miles away.

This is the real martial saint powerhouse!

The Flower Demon, Hell Flame Demon, Heavenly Lion Great Sage, and Snow Demon King that He Wuxian had encountered before were all pseudo-martial saints.

Compared to Mata, the true martial saint, none of them are worth mentioning!

This competition is the second most powerful opponent He Wuxian has encountered after the Dragon Family's ancestor Long Batian.

He stood in the air with a pale face, and with a flicker of brilliance, he repaired the crack in his shoulder.

Mata held the black twin swords and charged at him again with a fierce and unrivaled charge.

He Wuxian's face froze, and he finally used his martial arts powers.

"Hand of the Gods!"

Suddenly, he was covered in a monstrous multicolored brilliance.

The sky was obscured for a hundred miles, and a giant hand of twenty miles condensed and blasted towards Mata.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound like thunder erupted, and the hand of the gods slammed into Mata, drowning his figure.

Mata had no power to resist, and was directly wrapped in the hands of the gods, and smashed into the mountains below.

A thousand-foot peak was shattered in an instant, turning into dust and splashing everywhere.

The land for hundreds of miles was trembling and jumping violently, and more than a dozen mountain peaks were shaking.

A huge black pit with a radius of 100 miles appeared on the earth, as terrifying as an abyss.

Around the abyss, dozens of huge cracks extended.

The loud sound of "boom" was heard thousands of miles away, echoing in the sky for a long time before dissipating.

Such an astonishing reversal shocked Roque and Lusen, who were watching the game from a distance.

They never expected that He Wuxian would have such terrifying strength.

However, even if one move knocked Mata into the abyss, He Wuxian's expression was still solemn, and he didn't dare to be careless.

Because, Mata struggled to his feet in the dark abyss and flew back into the sky, unscathed.

Such a scene made He Wuxi's face more and more solemn, and he scolded secretly.

"What a pervert!"