God level funny comparison system

"what……"

While Si Zhijian was thinking about it, the boy roared suddenly, the strength in his hand increased a bit, and he crazily pressed the long sword on the top of Si Zhijian's head with the long sword in his hand.

His face was flushed red, and his eyes were full of shame and anger. Although he was a new disciple in the outer sect, and those senior brothers called him "junior junior brother", in fact, among the new batch of disciples, his cultivation was considered pretty good , not to mention anything else, age alone has an absolute advantage.

But now, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy is unable to shake a six or seven-year-old girl. If this is said, it will not make people laugh.

"Ah..." Thinking like this, the young man became more and more frantic, roared again, and actually clenched the long sword with both hands, and pressed down violently towards the deadly long sword again.

However, Si Zhijian still stood firm, and his petite figure was unshakable as if made of steel in people's horrified eyes at this moment.

"Ah!" Suddenly, she also called out coquettishly, holding the sword in one hand and sweeping out.

Seeing a faint icy blue breath spread out in the void between the two of them, a sense of chill permeated the air, the thin figure of the young man was easily swung away, and he stumbled back a few steps before stopping.

"How is this possible? She, how did she do it? Could it be that she has reached the peak of the body training stage? Impossible, she obviously didn't have any cultivation level when she entered the mountain gate, and, besides, how old is she!" Stand firm , the boy's eyes trembled in panic, looking at the dead man more than ten meters away, screaming incoherently.

Not only him, but the rest of the people present also stared round, staring at Shi Zhijian in disbelief.

But at this time, Zhijian slowly put down his long sword, closed his eyes, and began to imagine in his mind the violent scene when Zhang Long demonstrated the spirit snake sword technique last night, feeling the ferocious, fearless and fearless sword intent.

A few seconds later, the deadly aura changed, the temperature within a dozen meters around him plummeted, and the void swayed slightly, as if a cold flame was transpiring, distorting his vision.

In people's trance-like eyes, on the exquisite figure of Death Chichi, the long white dress moves without wind, and faintly, there seems to be a faint glimmer of ice blue and golden light.

What's more, Shi Zhijian's flustered momentum became as firm as iron, and there was a trace of scalp-numbing ferocity in his calmness.

"Hiss..." This strange change made everyone gasp, and then hundreds of people present couldn't help but stood up. The senior brother Sen Wen who was wrapped was not calm anymore, stood up straight, and stared at him in horror. Die to cheap.

And that young man was even more frightened by the vicious aura that pierced people's hearts. He looked at death at this moment, as if he was looking at a poisonous snake with its head raised, and in the next second, it was about to launch a fierce attack. .

"Wow!" At this moment, Shi Zhijian opened his eyes.

In the big black eyes, there was no panic, only the sharpness like a knife remained, and the eyes shot out like substance, and the vast void in front of her seemed to tremble silently.

"Gudong!" The young man swallowed, and looked at Zhang Long involuntarily. He was startled that the calmness and coldness in his eyes were very similar to the eyes that Zhang Long showed just now.

The rest of the people were also horrified, not knowing how this little girl cultivated, to have such awe at such a young age.

However, what surprised them was still behind.

"The spirit snake has come out of its hole! Swish!"

Death's piercing eyes suddenly fell on the face of the young man opposite him, his immature and sharp voice swayed, and then, Death's exquisite figure flashed out.

The white long skirt fluttered, pulling out a series of afterimages, and at a jaw-dropping speed, the deadly figure instantly appeared in front of the boy.

The young man opened his mouth wide, and the suspicion in his eyes turned into fear. From his point of view, at this moment, five or six dead people suddenly appeared in front of him, and the long swords in the hands of these five or six afterimages all carried innumerable changes. , Ling's sword shadow filled the air, and it was impossible to tell how the opponent wanted to make a move.

All the friends present were stunned, their mouths opened wide, and the panic in their eyes made their eyes almost fall out.

Is this something a six or seven year old girl should have?This martial skill, as well as this strength and speed, probably surpassed all of this group of new disciples.

Even Dongfang Yan was stunned, staring blankly at the afterimage, trembling violently in his heart, even if he is the best among the new disciples, he feels ashamed of himself.

"This, this is not Xuanxinzong's martial arts! And how can this girl's strength and speed be so strong? Is this the body training period?"

"What a vicious and fierce martial art! Zhang Long, what kind of magic did you teach her?"

Senwen's elite disciples from the outer sect couldn't help shouting at Zhang Long.

Zhang Long smiled lightly and ignored it.

And while speaking, the deadly moves did not stop.

"Ah..." Looking at the flickering afterimage in front of him and feeling the cold and fierce sound of the wind, the boy was almost frightened crazy. It felt like he was being targeted by a group of poisonous snakes. He yelled crazily There was a sound, and then he waved the long sword in his hand wildly.

However this was of no use.

"Hiss..." The sound of the spirit snake skimming through the grass, an afterimage suddenly flitted through the gap between the boy's sword moves with ease, the speed was like lightning, and when I looked again, I found that the white shadow appeared on the boy's body behind.

"Bang!" With his little foot on the ground, he leaped up into the air, avoiding the edge of the long sword in his hand, and slapped the boy on the head with the blade of the sword.

At this moment, the boy had stopped waving the long sword indiscriminately, but stood there like a sculpture. He felt the cold wind behind him, the cold wind that he couldn't avoid, and the premonition that he was about to suffer a disastrous defeat made him only see Unbelievable horror.

"Dang!" The sword edge slapped on the young man's head, without any suspense, the powerful force carried by the sword edge, which was extremely inconsistent with the petite figure of the dead, made the young man's thin figure move towards him. It flipped out sideways.

"Boom...puchi!"

After the boy's figure flew more than ten meters, he smashed a stone table. Among the flying stone chips, he fell to the ground with a slam, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Hula!" The strong wind blew up, and a silver-white long sword embroidered with blood-red lines was pointed at the young man's face, with a strong aura that pierced his heart.

He stared at the person holding the sword, only to see a series of white shadows dissipate in a vain manner, finally revealing his deadly real body.

After the sound of clinking sand and stones stopped, the scene was once again silent.

The young man lay on the ground without daring to move, looking at the opposite side who was as exquisite as jade, with a face as cold as death, all the confidence in his eyes disappeared, leaving only the fear of dying.

Hundreds of people around also stood in a standing posture, staring at Zhijian in horror, and the countless doubts in their hearts turned into shock.

How Zhang Long taught such a mortal spirit is no longer important, what is important is that the strength of this little girl who is only six or seven years old has already exceeded the imagination of everyone present.

Especially Sen Wen's elites from the outside sect, they can naturally see that the lowly cultivation base is indeed the peak of the body training period, which is enough to make them horrified, isn't it difficult for Fan Ling to cultivate, how could it be possible in just two days? One month into the peak of the body training stage?

Also, the martial arts used by this little girl, and the icy coldness she practiced as if she was alive, all of these are strange and powerful that she has never seen before.

In the midst of people's suffocating depression, Zhang Long came out, and the calm footsteps broke the silence of the scene.

He came in front of Zhijian, touched his little head and said, "That's right, remember those feelings just now, it will be of great help to your mind and mental strength."

"En." Shi Zhijian nodded, raised his eyes to look at Zhang Long, and the sinister coldness in his big eyes disappeared, and they became cute and well-behaved.

"Big brother, let's let him go. It's not good to kill people." After a short pause, he said again, speaking very seriously, with a hint of pleading in his tone.

Zhang Long smiled softly, stared at the terrified young man, then looked at the dead man and said: "Okay, let it go if you say so."

After speaking, he stroked the deadly little head, and the two turned around and prepared to continue walking towards the dining table.

However, just as the two turned around, the young man lying on the ground began to look at the hundreds of brothers around him with panicked eyes. Although these people were all looking at Zhang Long and Shi Zhijian, he felt that people His eyes were already full of sarcasm, the sarcasm for his defeat at the hands of a six or seven-year-old girl.

Lost, he who always thought he was talented, bragging in front of those younger brothers and sisters all day long, was actually defeated by a mortal who the entire Xuanxin Sect looked down upon.

After just a second or two, the boy's eyes suddenly turned red, and the panic in his eyes completely turned into a viciousness that was almost insane.

"I don't accept it, I'm going to kill you!" With a fierce roar, he jumped up from the ground, with a ferocious face, and stabbed Zhijian's vest with the long sword in his hand.

A trace of sharpness came from behind, Zhang Long stopped in his tracks, and his face turned stern for an instant, before he realized what was going on, the violent aura on Zhang Long's body suddenly swayed away.

"court death!"

"boom!"

With his eyes fixed, Zhang Long shouted angrily without looking back, and then his black clothes suddenly swelled, and a black, gold, and red three-color light mist exploded.

The young man's long sword was just within a meter of death when it was hit by the bursting light mist, and he flew upside down.

"Puchi..." In the air, he opened his mouth to spit out blood again, but he didn't care about the severe pain in his body. The madness in his eyes disappeared, and it turned into extreme fear again. He looked ahead in fear, and in front of him, Zhang Long's black back flashed, and immediately, the scene was filled with countless black afterimages, and the frightening sound of hissing could be heard endlessly.

"Crack!"

At a speed that is difficult to discern with the naked eye, Zhang Long's body appeared above the boy at the same time as the countless afterimages exploded. Then, the boy gasped for air, and Zhang Long's cold eyes of indifference to the common people were printed in his violent eyes , and then stared at Zhang Long lifting his foot and stepping heavily on his chest.