I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

But Jiang Yeming didn't believe in such a thing, or in other words, he only accepted part of the power of faith brought by his own godhead, but he didn't believe in anything.

The seductive murmur was just a noise in his ears, and impatiently, he swung his arms to brace the double crescent sabers, and kicked out with his right leg with a thunderous force.

boom!Right in the belly of the devil.

That super explosive force kicked the devil high into the air, hit the protective magic circle and bounced off again.

The devil, who was kicked dizzily, sank deep into the ground of the arena, struggling to get up.

The Yin Guizong referee in the arena couldn't stand it anymore.

"If I were you, I wouldn't get up. His kick was very random just now. You don't want to be kicked again."

The body of the struggling devil trembled, and he instantly understood that it was better not to die for such an insurmountable gap in strength.

He pulled out his left hand that had sunk into the ground, and said sadly, "I surrender."

The audience outside the ring was shocked. This was too, too, too fast, and it was too late to have fun.

That's it!
It's not like fighting between masters of the same level.

Among the spectators who packed the entire Yinshan Dojo, there were naturally some ghosts.

These wise ghosts explained:

"Everything in this world is born to restrain each other. I think the devil used femininity to conquer the enemy, but it was useless to Jiang Yeming, so he was naturally defeated."

"There is no doubt that Jiang Yeming's strength is unheard of. This is the strongest strength I have ever seen. However, there are many ways to restrain physical training in the technique. If you use it a little, you won't be defeated so quickly."

"That's right, the other opponents are now alert, and they will never let him get close in future battles."

Each of the ghosts spoke clearly and logically, and they all understood this, so how could those strong contestants not know.

At the beginning of the second round, the top five in the winner's group drew lots again. A young man dressed in a white robe and blue hair aristocrat had his bye. In the two groups, Jiang Yeming's new opponent was Daogui.

Facing a new opponent, Jiang Yeming rarely became serious. He felt a slight threat. With his current limited strength, it seemed that there would be a fierce battle with this opponent.

Although the opposite opponent has a simple name, his appearance is astonishing.

A thin and tall man, with three knives stuck in his body, said: "I practiced knives before I was alive, and I also practiced knives after death. This knife is the knife before life. I call it: 'Impermanence Knife'."

As he spoke, the man pulled out the flat, long and simple Tang knife stuck in his right rib.

"I only knew one thing before I was alive. Life is impermanent, and there are no absolutes. If you want to be happy, you can only kill, kill, kill! I only have one sword technique in my lifetime, and I can kill forever in my life."

The sharp blade shone with a cold light, and the man's sword was united as one, and the steps under his feet turned into an afterimage in an instant.

Well done, Jiang Yeming suddenly became excited, this is the battle he wanted.

Holding the two chakra flying swords in his hands, he swung them rapidly against the afterimage of the knife light on the opposite side. The two rapidly rotating chakra flying swords turned into two turbines and passed them.

Dangdang. A series of ear-piercing impact sounds appeared, and the pure impact sparks exploded into a heavy rain to kill the surroundings, and the knife technique that could split the hill into pieces was unexpectedly blocked.

Dao Gui stopped his hand instantly, stepped back several steps, and said solemnly: "You are very strong."

For this kind of martial idiot's praise, Jiang Yeming was quite receptive: "Better than you."

Daogui laughed, he had never laughed in his life in fighting, but now he smiled happily when facing an opponent who could give it a go.

"In this battle, even if there is death or no life, I will do my best. I hope you will not let the water go."

From his words, Jiang Yeming could hear the decisive persistence. He practiced swords in his previous life and would not let go of it a hundred years after his death. This kind of persistence is admirable, and he nodded solemnly.

The knife ghost slowly pulled out the short-headed pocket knife stuck in his abdomen, "This is my killing knife. I use it to cut my own life, and I also use it to cut my way through the ghost world."

This small pocket knife, only half a meter long, has a bright red surface, and countless ghosts cling to the knife and howl.

The sword ghost held it with both hands, raised it up, and slashed across the air with all his strength.

In an instant, the blade of the small jackknife was cracked, shooting out a cold light knife shadow, and at the moment when the jackknife collapsed, endless souls from the knife poured out.

These are all failed ghosts executed by the sword ghost, and they have been nurturing in the blade all the time, for this bright and unique knife.

'Life and death cut, ghost strike'

The remnants of countless imprisoned ghosts blew themselves up, and the power of the self-detonation merged into the cold light of the sword and became bigger and bigger, and the power was terrifying.

Jiang Yeming has been waiting silently, waiting for the most brilliant moment of this knife to arrive.

At the moment when the giant cold light knife shadow formed, his two swords merged into one, and he stabbed out with a solemn face.

This seemingly ordinary sword hit the weakest point of the cold light knife shadow, and the whole knife shadow instantly lost its balance and exploded.

Without the power concentrated at one point, the surging energy tide that exploded could not cause any harm to Jiang Yeming.

The sword ghost spit out a mouthful of soul blood, his face was full of surprise: "What kind of sword technique is this? It is so extraordinary and domineering, I have never seen it before!"

"New Dugu Nine Swords, the first form, solution."

"This is the first move. I really hope to see other moves." Dao Gui's expression dimmed, and his soul body began to become transparent. "It's a pity that I can't see it. Just now, I exhausted my soul power in one blow, and I couldn't even take out the last knife."

Facing such a loving person, Jiang Yeming thought of loving talent, he took out a elixir and shot it into the sword ghost's mouth, and said softly, "Follow me, there will be opportunities in the future."

After taking the elixir, Dao Gui, whose soul and body began to recover, was stunned, but did not reply, and after a while, he said: "The winner is the king, and you will be my master from now on."

I won again, and I took in a powerful servant by the way!

The audience instantly envied and hated it. From their point of view, this martial arts competition has become a show for this contestant surnamed Jiang.

Unlike these spectators, the upper echelons of the Yin Ghost Sect are very interested in Jiang Yeming. Except for the two elders who had a feud with Jiang Yeming before, most of the elders have the idea of ​​accepting him as a personal disciple.

For this reason, in the hall of Yinshan Dojo, several elders were arguing endlessly.

"Elder Qiuye, it's time to give it to us this time."

"That can't be done. My Qiuyue Peak also lacks such an outstanding disciple, so I can't let it go this time."

Elder Akiba, who has won the first place in the martial arts competition several times in a row, strongly defends his first choice.

Although the other elders were extremely dissatisfied, they did not dare to fight any further. Who made Elder Qiuye be the suzerain's sole disciple? This status was not something they could offend.

At this moment, a refined middle-aged man suddenly appeared on the throne that had been vacant all year round in the high part of the hall.

The appearance of this middle-aged man was not noticed by the elders at all. He looked at the field outside, stretched out his hands to calculate again, and said to himself in surprise: "It is really rare to have such a talented soul body."