The moment Zuo Mo got up, Senior Brother Chang opened his eyes and stood up.

"I'm Chang Heng. Chang Heng introduced it simply, and it looked like he was talking about family life with ordinary friends.

"I'm Zuo Mo. Zuo Mo replied with some caution, for some reason, Chang Heng, who didn't seem to have any edge, made him feel pressure, the kind of pressure that only Senior Brother Wei Sheng felt. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he carefully looked at the other party. His body was washed with some white and gray short clothes, and he was unusually dazzling among the disciples of the Lingying Sect in gorgeous brocade. Round face with short hair, hair like wire, standing upright.

"You surprised me. Chang Heng continued: "I heard that your senior brother Wei Sheng comprehended the sword intent, but I didn't expect that you also comprehended the sword intent. ”

There was an uproar all around!

They may not have enough eyesight to see Zuo Mo's details, but everyone knows what the comprehension sword intent represents. Lin Yuan and the others' faces suddenly relaxed a lot, not to mention anything else, losing in the hands of a genius who comprehended sword intent was not a shameful thing. Even Senior Brother Wang, who was sitting down, couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, if he had known that Zuo Mo had comprehended the sword intent, he would never have gone into battle.

The gazes of everyone looking at Zuo Mo were immediately completely different, full of awe and respect, of course, it would inevitably be mixed with envy and jealousy.

Zuo Mo shook his head: "I'm far worse than my senior brother." He was quite surprised in his heart, Chang Heng could see at a glance that his bottom line was definitely not weak.

"Don't be too humble. Chang Heng waved his hand casually: "I will go to him in the future." ”

Seeing that the other party said Senior Brother Wei Sheng so casually, Zuo Mo was very unhappy in his heart, and snorted coldly: "Let's compare this first." ”

Chang Heng shook his head: "You are not my opponent." ”

"How do you know if it's not comparable?" Zuo Mo said unconvinced.

"I'm about to freeze. Chang Heng's fluttering words suddenly made Zuo Mo speechless. He had to admit that the other party was right, the cultivation of the two sides was too different, his cultivation increased rapidly, and now it was only the fourth layer of the foundation, and the other party's condensation was about to be the tenth layer of the foundation.

Although he had previously defeated a Foundation Building Stage cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, he knew quite well that half of the reason for that situation was attributable to the other party.

But Chang Heng, Zuo Mo couldn't help but glance up, the contemplation of the other party's bearing, and the ubiquitous pressure, made him sure that the other party was very strong. Zuo Mo already has a lot of combat experience, what kind of people can be provoked, what kind of people can't be provoked, and he is not stupid.

"I admit defeat! Which one do you pick?" Zuo Mo reacted very quickly and said lightly. He originally came to seek wealth, but now he has made a lot of money, even if he admits defeat this time, he has won four games and won three magic weapons. With such a rich harvest, he was already satisfied.

Chang Heng is not at the same level as himself at a glance, and there is definitely no chance of winning, so it is better to admit defeat. If you get hurt in the opponent's hand, it's even more of a loss. Accept it when you see it, as a businessman, it is a necessary vision, Zuo Mo is so self-comforting.

Chang Heng stared at Zuo Mo for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "You are a smart person." ”

"It's just about knowing the times. Zuo Mo arched his hand, and he couldn't wait to leave immediately. The longer he stayed, the more he felt that the ordinary-looking man in front of him was dangerous: "Senior Brother Chang can pick one at will, and the younger brother will definitely offer it with both hands." ”

Chang Heng was unmoved, looked into the distance, and said indifferently: "If you can take my move, take something and go." If you can't pick it up, leave it all behind. ”

Zuo Mo's heart suddenly suddenly, the more Chang Heng said it easily, the more uneasy he was in his heart: "Senior Brother Chang, junior brother ......"

"Where I stand, follow my rules. Chang Heng did not withdraw his gaze.

There was silence all around, and even the air seemed to suddenly become gloomy, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, everyone knew that the most exciting place today was about to arrive. And the disciples of the Lingying Sect were all inexplicably excited, and the domineering displayed by Senior Brother Chang Heng completely conquered them. Even Tao Shu'er, those peach blossom eyes didn't want to move away from Senior Brother Chang Heng for even a moment.

So far, Chang Heng has not shown any strength, no movement, but he is like the master of this land, so natural, so unquestionable.

Zuo Mo took a deep breath, he realized that this battle was inevitable.

The other party's request is not excessive, as long as he blocks his move, Zuo Mo is equivalent to a complete victory. If there is no fighting, then today's victory is equivalent to being wiped out in an instant. The other party has enough reasons to surround himself, and Chang Heng used the trick that Zuo Mo used before, putting himself in a disadvantageous position first, and then forcing the other party to agree to follow his own route.

Zuo Mo shook his head, trying to leave these distractions behind.

Today's battle is all about this trick!

But...... Even the cultivators of the Condensation Stage did not dare to guarantee that they would definitely be able to solve themselves with one move. Since you can't hide from it, let's do it!

Thinking clearly before and after, Zuo Mola, who adjusted his breath, opened the frame and said in a deep voice: "As the senior brother wishes!"

"Yes, I like it. Chang Heng nodded appreciatively.

Then he unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his naked upper body, and in the middle of his collarbone, there was a brass ring.

What does this do?

The onlookers all looked puzzled, and they all exchanged their heads and whispered about it. However, the disciples of the Lingying Sect were the opposite, they all looked excited, stretched their necks, opened their eyes wide, and stared at Senior Brother Chang Heng tightly, as if something exciting was about to happen.

Zuo Mo was also a little puzzled, but he guarded his mind and didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

He often closes his eyes horizontally and touches the copper ring between his collarbones with his right hand. Then he did something that surprised everyone - he slowly pulled the brass ring upwards!

Multiply!

Under the copper ring, there was a blood-red blade, which was slowly pulled out of the flesh of his chest by Chang Heng.

Chang Heng did not have the slightest expression of pain on his face, on the contrary, he showed a somewhat gentle and intoxicated expression.

Zuo Mo was frightened by the strange and bloody picture in front of him, and his hairs stood on end. Not only Zuo Mo, in fact, almost everyone around showed a look of fear, and some of the timid ones had already gone to the side and vomited desperately.

"Too ...... Murderous......" Yan Mingzi trembled with excitement.

When the blood-red sword was pulled out of Chang Heng's body, that fear penetrated deep into everyone's bone marrow. This is a very, very strange sword, the sword is not long, only about a foot and a half long, two fingers wide, the whole body is blood-red, there is no sword hilt, the blood-red blade is directly connected to the copper ring, the copper ring can just fit into the finger.

The strange thing is that Chang Heng does not have any wounds on his body, and the collarbone is smooth and without marks.

The picture in front of me is nothing more than a man carrying a somewhat strange red flying sword. But anyone who saw the scene just now would never forget this scene, such a scene full of strange blood.

Chang Heng opened his eyes, his expression was the same, and even his voice did not change at all from just now: "This ring sword is called "Blood Spider". ”

Zuo Mo's scalp exploded, as if he was facing a great enemy, and his hands holding the sword couldn't help but sweat.

If it is said that Chang Heng gave him only a faint but ubiquitous pressure before, Chang Heng, who has the sword of "Blood Spider" in his hand, has brought him pressure like a sea of blood, and he has nowhere to escape! Sudden pressure changes, and people with a slightly weaker mind may collapse in an instant. Zuo Mo had an illusion, everything in front of him seemed to be gradually dyed with a layer of blood red.

Zuo Mo subconsciously tightened the dripping sword in his hand, and a quiet and soft water intent suddenly came from the sword body, although it was extremely light, at this time, it greatly relieved the tension in his heart.

If you continue like this, you won't have to fight and lose!

Zuo Mo closed his eyes, held his breath, and secretly lucked "Fetal Breath Refining God". The physical and spiritual power operated, and the divine consciousness gradually became lively from the beginning of jerky.

Unconsciously, the fear in Zuo Mo's heart weakened greatly, and his restless heart gradually calmed down.

I don't know when, there was an extra line of blood in Chang Heng's eyes, and he glanced at Zuo Mo appreciatively. But when this look fell on the eyes of others, a cold aura came out of his heart, like a ferocious blood spider staring coldly at his prey.

He shook his fingers slightly, and the "Blood Spider Sword" on his finger spun rapidly, bringing up a round of blood-red light wheel.

The Blood Spider Sword spun faster and faster, and it hummed softly, and gradually, the buzzing sound turned into a cold hissing sound. An overwhelming and violent and ferocious atmosphere, centered on Changheng, descended on the ground!

At this time, the onlookers who approached turned pale and wanted to turn around and flee, but found that their feet were weak. Plopping and plopping, they fell to the ground one after another.

Only one man in a black gauze hat stood still, motionless. The clothes on his body were hunting, but the veil of the hat did not move, and a pair of eyes as narrow as a blade could be faintly visible.

Zuo Mo only felt that he was in a monstrous sea of blood, the huge blood waves rolled and roared, crashing, covering the sky and the sun, he was like a small boat, incomparably small, uncertain, and could be swallowed by these huge waves at any time.

Suddenly, a wave of blood rose in front of him, turning into an extremely ugly blood beast, opening its mouth wide and roaring towards him.

Holding the dripping sword, Zuo Mo, who closed his eyes and held his breath, all the spiritual power had been unconsciously poured into the dripping sword in his hand, and the dripping sword was like a bending river, the water was rippling and changing.

Seeing that the big mouth of blood was about to swallow him in one gulp, he lifted up the small river in his hand little by little!

And the small river that the dripping sword in his hand transformed into changed sharply, and a faint flame rose in the water, exuding an astonishing chill, and the short river also slowly rippled like a tide. If Zuo Mo could see it, he would definitely find that the current appearance of the Dripping Sword was exactly the same as the sword river in his sea of knowledge!

The water-shaped flames, when swallowed, will always give birth to countless sword rays as fine as ice crystals. The tidal fluctuations are intensifying, the water-shaped flames are burning, and the cold is getting stronger!

Zuo Mo seemed to be holding a faint flame in his hand, his whole body clothes were shattered, he roared angrily, and used all his strength to slash it from the bottom to the top!

For the first time after fusing sword intent - "Burning from the Water"!