My Simulated Longevity

Di Luwu's attack was too fast.

Until the silver dragon revealed its true form, which was a silver spear.

Explanations slowly appeared in the viewing mirror.

"The gun shoots out like a dragon, destroying everything."

After piercing Xu Guzhi's body, the silver spear suddenly turned around and pierced the sword shadows in the sky one by one.

Then he slowly returned to Di Luwu's hands.

At this time, the giant swords swung by Xu Guzhi still did not touch Di Luwu's body.

In the show of silver light, it disappeared.

Xu Gu Zhi spat out a mouthful of blood and looked in disbelief at the "child" in front of him who showed no emotion at all.

The situation of the battle can turn around in an instant.

In fact, most of the monks watching the battle in the world failed to see clearly what just happened.

It was only through the slow-speed playback of the viewing mirror over and over again that I understood the details of the battle.

So they all gasped.

"What a fast speed! Such sharp shooting skills!"

"What is the origin of this Lu Wu? He is too strong! I think some Hedao Immortal Lords may not be his opponents!"

"Who you are referring to, fellow Taoist, might as well say it clearly."

…

But Xu Guzhi, who was pierced by a silver spear in the field, did not admit defeat immediately.

Taking a deep breath, his body recovered from all the injuries.

Xu Guzhi opened his mouth slightly and swallowed the straight sword in his hand.

The sword enters the body, but the body disappears.

Xu Guzhi just disappeared in full public view!

It was the explanation that appeared in the viewing mirror that made the monks understand what happened.

"The sword is hidden and the sword is hidden."

Di Luwu's face also showed some fluctuations in expression for the first time.

But it’s just a fluctuation.

He stood motionless in the void, stretched out his right hand and hooked it forward, making a provocative gesture.

Almost an instant later, an invisible sword light suddenly appeared not far above Di Luwu's head.

Quietly, Di Luwu's head was about to be chopped off.

The silver light suddenly greeted the "Gui Zang Sword" and made its killing move.

Di Lu Wu glanced around, but still couldn't find any trace of Xu Guzhi.

Another invisible sword energy struck, unable to be detected by anyone.

But the moment he was about to touch Di Luwu's body, he was stopped by his silver spear.

"Although the sword is invisible, the intention moves without intention."

"The spear of martial arts is extremely fast and can defeat all methods."

The explanation of the viewing glass appears again.

Li Fan stared at the two lines of words in the small mirror for a long time, and then recalled the scene of the battle between Lu and Wu just now, and he seemed to have some enlightenment.

Xu Guzhi's Guicang Sword was indeed extraordinary, and even Di Luwu could not find any trace of it.

But Di Luwu's speed was too fast.

It's faster than Xu Guzhi by more than one level.

Di Lu Wu even mastered the method of unconsciously moving his consciousness, so at the moment when he was about to be attacked, he mobilized his silver spear and stopped the Guizang sword one by one.

From this point of view, it is obviously an impossible task for Xu Guzhi to defeat Di Luwu.

But Di Luwu wanted to defeat Xu Guzhi...

It also seems very difficult.

Di Luwu seemed to have had enough of such teasing, and his brows furrowed for the first time.

Brutal silver light emerged from his body and swept towards the surroundings, vowing to destroy everything it touched.

The picture in the viewing mirror was completely submerged in silver light for an instant.

After a brief period of blindness, the scene in the mirror gradually returned to normal.

"That Xu Guzhi must be dead now."

Just when many monks were thinking this, there was another invisible sword light, as if it was a lingering ghost, slashing towards Di Luwu.

Xu Guzhi is still hiding somewhere in the field!

When Li Fan saw this, his eyes suddenly lit up: "This method is really good for saving lives."

Di Luwu was obviously angered by Xu Guzhi's rogue dismissal.

The silver electric snake kept sweeping towards the surrounding space, even stirring up black void cracks.

But Xu Guzhi was still not found.

In the spectator seats of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, boos and curses could not help being heard.

"What kind of competition is this? If you can't beat me, then you hide?"

"I think instead of calling him Xu Guzhi, change his name to Xu Wugui!"

But no matter how others commented, Xu Guzhi remained unmoved and hid in the void.

Sword after sword kept attacking Di Luwu.

Seeing that this battle may last forever without any result, it was finally settled through friendly negotiation between the two parties.

A dramatic result occurred.

The first game on the first day of competition actually ended in a draw!

This result greatly exceeded everyone's expectations.

Only in the section of Tianxuan Mirror [Fayan Tianxia], a monk sent such a message.

"Holy shit! It's actually a draw, three hundred times the odds? I've really made a comeback now!"

It attracted the envy and abuse of countless monks.

After Xu Guzhi and Di Luwu came off the field, they took a short rest and the second game began.

Li Fan also knew the monk sent by the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. He was Shuo Feng, nicknamed "I am Invincible".

The representative from the Five Elders Association was a limping disabled person.

Although this [Crippled Taoist] looks unattractive, he is actually very powerful.

The movements of his hands and feet seemed to contain countless powers. Even the space was distorted, causing a lake to appear in the live broadcast of the viewing mirror.

But Shuo Feng was not easy to deal with. He relied on his shining golden armor to block all the lame Taoist's attacks.

The two then fought for a long time, and finally Shuo Feng seized the opportunity and used seven or forty-nine flying swords to defeat the lame Taoist.

In the second competition, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance won.

But Shuofeng himself didn't have much pride on his face. He cupped his hands towards the lame Taoist and left without saying a word.

It seems that he is not very satisfied with his victory.

"Shuo Feng's victory lies in the strength of his weapon, not in his bravery."

Actually, even the viewing mirror made such a comment after the game.

Logically speaking, this kind of thing that enhances the ambition of others and destroys one's own prestige should not happen.

But it happened.

"Who is Shuo Feng?"

"The magic weapon on him is so powerful! If I had this set of equipment, I wouldn't be much weaker, right?"

"Only you? I have a good mother, what about you? What a daydream!"

"Good mother? Fellow Taoist, please elaborate."

…

There was a lot of discussion among the monks all over the world, and all of them knew that Shuo Feng was a good son of Feixue Immortal Lord.

Maybe the reason why he was able to play in this competition had something to do with his mother.

No matter what Shuofeng himself thought, in the midst of such heated discussion, the third game began.

I thought it would be another battle between dragons and tigers, but the result of the game came very quickly.

With just one punch, the representative sent by the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance was defeated.

The one who threw this punch was an inconspicuous-looking peasant woman from the Wu Laohui.