In Ji Haotian's hand, the corpse poison compressed into a ball kept surging, emitting a horrifying aura of death.

Opposite him, the disciples of Wanshimen were already filled with horror.

Even though he studied under the Wanci Sect and had been dealing with the corpse poison for half his life, he would never dare to touch the corpse poison with his physical body before he transformed into this corpse king's constitution.

After all, that is the top ten vicious among the world's poisons.

On the blue stone platform, Ji Haotian and the disciples of Wanci Sect confronted each other. The majestic aura emitted by the two oppressed the audience, as if the sky above their heads had fluctuated and became much darker.

Countless eyes around him stayed here one after another.

Up to now, the showdown between Ji Haotian and the disciples of Wanshimen is undoubtedly the biggest highlight of the martial arts conference.

In the stands in the distance, Kawashima U's eyes remained on the two of them.

"I didn't expect that there was such a strange martial art in this world that could actually control corpses. My Japanese martial arts are destined to be thrown far away by China."

After seeing the magic of the disciples of Wanshimen, Kawashima U's eyes gradually changed from shock to extremely shocked.

How terrifying would this technique be used to control corpses and continue fighting?

"Even though Chinese martial arts have a long history, isn't this kind of magic mastered by me in Japan at this moment?"

On the other hand, Toriyama Tsubasa saw the regret in Kawashima's eyes and quickly comforted him: "For example, this warrior who can control corpses uses Chinese martial arts, but he is indeed a Japanese citizen and is serving the country."

"But he is not the orthodox descendant of Chinese martial arts after all, nor is he the opponent of Hua Tian."

Before Kawashima U could reply, another cold voice came from nearby.

Everyone looked in the voice and found that the person who came was Kobayashi Ichihashi, one of the top ten ninjas, and quickly became serious.

"Mr. Kobayashi!"

Toriyama Tsubaki and Akamatsu bowed their heads and greeted each other quickly, quickly retreating aside and making way out of their position.

"General!"

Kobayashi Kazubashi ignored Toriyama Tsu and others and nodded to Kawashima Wu.

"Kobayashi, please sit down."

Kawashima Uk waved his hand to signal Kobayashi Ichibashi to sit down and continued to ask: "What do you think about what you said just now?"

"There are many sects in the Chinese martial arts world and many factions. It is naturally not difficult to learn some minor techniques. What is really difficult to access is the ancient martial arts inheritance of China."

Kobayashi Ichihashi sat beside Kawashima Uk and explained softly: "The Chinese martial arts world today seems to be prosperous, but in fact, there are many truly hidden and famous sects that have not surfaced. The ancient sects that have passed down from ancient times are hidden in the famous mountains and rivers of China, and in the blessed land of caves. There is even legend that these people are not on the earth at all, but in the other planes. These hidden sects have very strict selection of disciples. If they were not from famous families, they would probably not even be qualified to sweep the floor."

"Huaxia, there is such a mysterious sect?"

Kawashima U's expression became more and more serious.

“Yes, more than one place.”

Kobayashi Ichihashi paused: "Those disciples in famous schools are no longer martial arts people, but are called immortal cultivators."

"Immortal cultivator?"

Kawashima Uri raised his eyebrows: "Is there really a god in this world?"

Kobayashi Ichihashi shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. There was no answer to this question: "I just heard of this legend, but I have never seen such a person appear."

"As Mr. Kobayashi saw, what will the end of this battle?"

Kawashima Ukra did not pay much attention to these storm-making things, so he turned his attention back to the battle situation.

"That corpse controller will find it difficult to defeat Hua Tian."

Kobayashi Ichihashi turned his eyes to the young figure in the field: "I can't see through this person."

In a simple sentence, only a few numbers.

But it made everyone around who heard this shocked.

You should know that Kobayashi Ichihashi is the top ten Japanese ninjas, and he is the strongest person in the martial arts world.

He actually said that he couldn't understand a young man from China. What does this mean?

"Although I am obsessed with martial arts, I practice our Japanese Taoism, and I don't know much about Chinese martial arts."

Kobayashi Ichihashi immediately added, which made everyone feel a little calmer.

After all, Kobayashi Ichihashi only said it but couldn't understand it, and didn't say it, so he couldn't win.

"That's right, no matter whether Hua Tian wins or loses, this corpse controller is enough to consume a lot of his energy."

Kawashima U nodded slightly, picked up the teacup, and said no more.

On the field.

With countless eyes gathered, the disciple of the Wanci Sect finally spoke: "Do you think that if you control the corpse poison I emit, you can counter me? Do you know that my corpse king body is an invincible body!"

"Bang!"

Ji Haotian heard what the disciples of Wanci Sect said, and gently held the palm of his hand, and the ball of corpse poison that had been compressed to the limit exploded.

The corpse poison that was supposed to be adsorbed to the human body disappeared and invisible in the air after turning around Ji Haotian's palm twice.

"Get out! I spent half my life refining the condensed corpse poison! It was destroyed by you! How dare you?!"

When the disciples of Wanci Sect saw this scene, their five fingers suddenly clamped into a claw shape, and a black breath as black as ink burst out from his body without reservation, forming a black storm of several meters in diameter, surrounding his body.

This momentum is enough to strangle about a quarter of the low-level warriors in the field to kill on the spot.

A powerful sense of oppression gradually spread.

Ji Haotian stared at the black storm and his expression became a little more serious. He never looked down on the crooked ways of the Wanci Sect.

"Go! Die!!"

The aura of the disciple of Wanshimen became more and more violent, and a voice filled with infinite anger burst out from the cracks of his teeth.

As the sound came out, the disciples of Wanci Sect, led the black storm as dark as ink, turned into afterimages and rushed towards Ji Haotian's location.

"Brush!"

At this moment, Zhao Hongxiu was still wrapped in the magic array made of blood. Although he couldn't see clearly what was happening outside, he also felt a huge pressure. He attacked two swords in a row, and all the sword energy was absorbed by the formation.

It is impossible to break the formation at all.

"Boom!"

Outside the magic circle, the black mist summoned by the disciples of the Wanci Sect suddenly rose into the air, and the bottom of the vortex was like a drill bit, spinning at high speed, shooting towards Ji Haotian's chest.

Obviously, the disciples of Wanci Sect had gathered all their strength in one place and were ready to wipe out Ji Haotian with one move.

"Buzz!"

When Ji Haotian saw this scene, the Tang sword in his hand slid and immediately burst into a roar.

Then, his clothes were swelling without wind, and many mists that could be seen with naked eyes quickly began to condense on the Tang sword in Ji Haotian's hand.
Chapter completed!