When Ji Liao swallowed the innate anger into his stomach, the sword light also disappeared.

The knife was put into the scabbard made of shark skin on the fat man's waist, hiding all the sharpness, but the scabbard made of shark skin emitted a vicious demonic aura.

Ji Liao could imagine that the owner of this shark skin must be an extremely cruel demon and very powerful one.

The fat man had a lot of fat on his face, like Maitreya in the temple. Logically speaking, his face would have very small eyes, but the fat man was obviously an exception. His eyes were like two bright stars in the night sky embedded under his curved eyebrows, but when his eyes narrowed, it looked like two curved moons.

The moon has phases and waxing, and people have joys and sorrows.

All the helpless things in the world seem to be revealed from such a pair of eyes.

Having such a pair of eyes is enough to overcome countless beautiful skins in the world.

"The more powerful the monk is, the more powerful the magic weapon it carries, because a magic weapon that is not powerful is useless to them. But I know that the knife on your body is definitely not a magic weapon, nor even a magic weapon, it is just a knife."

Even when facing the little Tianshi Fang Ye of Longhu Mountain, Ji Liao was quite condescending and dared to comment on the other party's weapons at will.

In fact, Ji Liao can now call himself the best in the world. He has few records, but the recent records can shock the world and make anyone admit from the bottom of his heart that he is the best in the world.

The fat man stood with his hands behind his back, and his obese body gave people a feeling of a master of Yue Zhi. He did not hate Ji Liao's condescending comments, but said: "Yes, this is indeed just a knife. Because many years ago, I discovered that thousands of magical instruments and all kinds of magical powers are not as real as having a peerless magical sword in his hand. You should understand what I mean."

Ji Liao smiled and said, "Of course I understand, because both magical instruments and magical powers require unique spells or magical powers to urge them. When you meet a truly peerless strong man, you will eventually be slower. Sometimes, slowing down is enough to be fatal. But a sword cannot be. A peerless magic sword will become a part of your body after a long time in the hands of a person like you. A person can think by using magic, but raising his hand does not need to think."

The fat man laughed and said, "Yes, and you didn't say anything. Since it is a peerless divine sword, it is naturally harder than any flesh and blood body in the world. Under such hardness, there is no enemy that is indestructible."

Ji Liao said, "You have enemies too?" He paused and said, "I thought a person like you had no enemies anymore." He thought that the fat man lived alone in the mountains and had a mentality of no competition, and no competition was naturally invincible.

The fat man said calmly: "When I was young, I sat on the coast of Longhu Mountain and stayed for nine years. This experience made me understand that the top monks should have their own ideas and patterns. Later, I succeeded as the leader and let all creatures near Longhu Mountain live according to the route I set. From then on, Longhu Mountain enter a peaceful environment that was rare for thousands of years. I thought my pattern and revenge could be performed. At this point, I stayed quietly in the back mountain, but I still found that I was wrong. How can people be without disputes in the world? How can there be no enemies? The enemy is not outside, but inside, but not others, but myself. Therefore, I

I used the most difficult will to seal my magic power, and used my body to travel through the six and eight wildernesses, found the most exquisite materials in the world, and trained the magic sword in my hand. Then I entered the East Ocean alone and killed the Sea Shark King who ruled the sea area in thousands of miles at that time with hand-to-hand combat. I used the skin of the Sea Shark King to make a scabbard, and from this, I returned to the mountains and understood the principle of returning to the original. The world is a big oven. Only by using the hardest mind to clear all obstacles can I refine the internal and external dregs and return to the original. You said that I have no enemies, but I was wrong. In this vast world, where I look at it, I can be said to be my enemy."

After saying the last sentence, a terrifying and domineering aura erupted from the fat man's body, as if he could swallow the world.

At this moment, Ji Liao finally felt the domineering and style of Fatty as the leader of the Tianshi Sect.

Ji Liao smiled and said, "So, I am your enemy too?"

The fat man said, "So too! But I want to describe you as an opponent. You should know how rare it would be to have an opponent at this point. No matter who you are, no matter what you want, I will wait for you to win."

Ji Liao had fought with many people, and the reasons for the fight were different, but this time the fight was much purer than the previous ones. Because the only reason for this fight was that the fat man regarded him as his real opponent and did not ask about the rest.

He was sure that the little master in front of him did not know his origin, but his eyesight was enough to recognize his terribleness. It was because of this that he regarded himself as an opponent. At this moment, no one could understand the joy in the fat man's heart except Ji Liao.

As for Ji Liao, he felt calm in his heart, because when the fat man saw him, he thought he had seen the mountains, and the fat man also thought he was a mountain. However, Ji Liao knew that on the long road of cultivation, he was just a grass, and he had already felt the real towering tree, so he did not have any excessive excitement or surprise when seeing an opponent like the fat man.

However, this battle will continue. After all, if you defeat Fatty, he can get the Emperor's Classic. Moreover, Fatty himself has his uniqueness. Even the shining points on him make Ji Liao feel refreshed, but that's all. Fatty can only make him feel interesting, and cannot make Ji Liao tremble from his body to his soul.

Ji Liao bent down and picked up a piece of grass from the ground.

The fat man said, "You want to use this soft grass to attack my knife? Do you really think that you can use softness to overcome hardness in front of me?"

Ji Liao smiled and said, "No, I just whistle from it."

He removed the leaves on the grass, leaving only the grass stems, and then held the grass stems in his mouth. The breath went in and out of the grass stems, and a sound rang out.

The fat man's expression changed, and he said, "The way of transforming the heavenly sounds?"

Ji Liao smiled slightly, but did not explain. He continued to play strange tones with grass stems, and the realistic voice patterns floated in the void. The voice patterns gathered vitality and turned into strange things.

There are swords, guns, swords, halberds, birds and beasts, and dense forests growing.

It was a forest.

A fine river flowed out of the forest. After leaving the forest, it flowed endlessly, carrying birds, beasts, swords, guns, swords, and halberds to the fat man.

The river is majestic, like the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky.
Chapter completed!