"-Today if you can block my hundred swords that don't use innate energy, I won't mention the issue of cauldron Yuan Fei anymore. You can also offer three Fetus Refining Pills and three Snow Soul Pills. If you can't, you will Be my servant!”
Zong Shou was surprised when he heard this, and he was really a little stunned this time. Zhao Yanran's temperament is really unpredictable.
He originally thought that this woman would never mention this matter again, and there would be no connection between them.
She never expected that Zhao Yanran's mind would jump again and she suddenly wanted to fight with him again. Looking at this goddess's expression, she seems to be extremely serious. He looked like he would never give up if he refused.
He tilted his head and pondered for a moment before Zong Shou's pine-patterned wind sword was decisively unsheathed.
Although it is a bit troublesome, it is not bad to be able to end it like this. Three Fetus Training Pills and three Snow Soul Pills, he bet on this battle! In fact, being forced to this point is inevitable.
But before he could step forward, Chu Xue grabbed him tightly and said urgently: "Young Master, don't worry about this witch! Even if you don't use the innate Qi, her Qi is much stronger than yours. This battle is not fair at all! It's a shame! This witch has the nerve to say she wants to fight with a sword! The worst is, just fight her to the death. Chuxue is not afraid of death."
The knife in Yin Yang's hand also overflowed with a little spark. Countless steaming steam suddenly appeared in the land covered with water and slurry around him, but his face was as cold as a ten thousand-year-old mysterious soldier: "Your Majesty, Yin Yang is now confident that he can stop this woman! You don't have to worry about-"
Zhao Yanran smiled disdainfully and was too lazy to argue with Chuxue. Only Yin Yang made her care a little. I don’t know if this person has been trapped by those two golden threads for too long. A foundation that has been trained to be extremely solid. At this moment, he broke away from the restriction of spiritual law and broke through the nine meridians of the ** wheel. The whole body's Qi machine was not unstable at all, but quickly stabilized. Faintly, the body wheel has reached its peak. There are even signs of breakthrough again.
The whole person felt like a volcano that had been silent for a long time, gathering countless heat, and was about to erupt.
Zong Shou's heart warmed slightly, and he tapped his fingers on the back of Chu Xue's wrist, making his jade arms soft. He broke free easily and stood in front of Zhao Yanran. He also pointed his sword in front of him and said with a smile: "One hundred swords, three fetal refining pills, three snow soul pills, this is what Miss Yanran said! Don't regret it later -"
Strangely enough, when Zong Shou raised the sword in his hand, he no longer looked as leisurely and uninhibited as before, looking like he had a lot of time to do and was lazy. The whole person looked majestic and solemn, like a sword that had just been sharpened, its edge flashing. After just a moment, it became dull again, losing all its sharpness.
Zhao Yanran was startled for a moment, then looked appreciative. Only with such talent in swordsmanship can it be possible to defeat the Lingyun Sect's eighteen sword puppets in a short period of time. For a moment, he was even more excited to see the hunter, and his fighting spirit was surging.
When a breeze blew across the swamp, Zhao Yanran's ethereal figure suddenly disappeared. The entire figure seemed to have dived into the wind, making it difficult to see with the naked eye.
Yin Yang's hand holding the knife clenched tightly, and his muscles tensed subconsciously. But Chuxue couldn't see Zhao Yanran's figure at all. When he came to his senses, he heard an eardrum-shattering sound of weapons.
Zong Shou was neither sad nor happy, standing in the middle of the field, looking calmly ahead, the sword in his hand stabbing to the left, and slashing to the right. A series of intensive clanging sounds sounded around him, and sword blades clashed. But he stayed where he was and took his time. Counting in his mouth: "Nine, ten, fourteen, fifteen -"
Both of them have extremely fast sword speeds, and sometimes they just skip over before they have time to count. I thought to myself that although this woman's character was a little weird, she still kept her promise. Not only did he not use his innate true energy, but he kept the power on the sword within the realm of a martial artist.
Only this kind of body technique that is infiltrated into the spirit master's wind control technique, how can a martial artist at the level of the body chakra possess it? Really cheating, cheating! The plug-in is turned on.
There was another 'ding' sound, several times louder than the dozens of previous strikes.
Zong Shou's eyes darkened, and he felt his right hand was slightly numb, and the blood in his chest was boiling. He clearly felt that the power had increased ten times. A trace of icy force traveled up the sword, causing the front end of the sword to be instantly covered with frost.
With a cold smile, Zong Shou took a picture of the stolen flame talisman on his body without any scruples, and felt his whole body warm. There was still no intention of giving in. All the energy was concentrated on the tip of the sword, and it was stabbed to the side.
There was another series of sword strikes, and there were more than twenty strikes. The sound of the sword's vibrating sound was getting louder each time, and the strength and energy became stronger every time the sword passed by. Zong Shou, however, showed no signs of cowardice. He held sword against sword, his body standing as erect as before.
Chu Xue was extremely surprised. With Zong Shou's cultivation level, how could he possibly compete with Zhao Yanran, who was an innate martial artist
It wasn't until his eyesight gradually adapted that he gradually realized that each of Zong Shou's swords hit the spine or edge of Zhao Yanran's sword. The location is uncertain, and the load-bearing capacity is often the smallest.
But he was even more frightened. He took a few steps forward, hoping to get a clearer look. Zhao Yanran's silhouette was so fast. How did Zong Shou do it? How could he tell the path of Zhao Yanran's sword? Can you make a prediction so far in advance? Such accurate, find the best bearing point.
By the time he reached the sixty-fifth sword, the area was already shrouded in the shadow of the sword, and countless cold mist spread in all directions.
Zong Shou no longer persisted and simply backed away whenever the ice-cold sword became too powerful. His feet suddenly moved forward and sometimes retreated, advancing and retreating freely amid the heavy sword shadows.
In turn, he used his clever steps to interfere with Zhao Yanran's high-speed running figure. At the same time, he pointed at Chu Xue and said, "Xue'er, can you see clearly? You come from the tiger-cat clan, and you are born to be very agile. But with your speed, it would be a pity if you only use it to dodge fights!"
At this moment, not only Chuxue, but also Yin Yang seemed to be enlightened and couldn't move his eyes. Zhao Yanran, on the other hand, turned pale with anger and snorted coldly. In an instant, all the phantom figures were gathered in one place. A sword pierced through, as if flying from the sky, with a sword roar that broke through the sky, and came suddenly.
Zong Shou's expression also condensed. Before the confrontation, he already felt the overwhelming power. But he smiled coldly, and his body swayed slightly, left and right. The sword's edge also changed accordingly.
Just when the fierce sword power showed signs of weakness. He stepped back a few steps, and the pine-patterned wind sword suddenly thrust out. The blades of the swords crossed each other, and the two swords immediately stirred in a series of sword spins. Zong Shou seemed to be trying his best to divert the sword force aside. Zhao Yanran simply took advantage of the situation and tried to knock the sword out of Zong Shou's hand.
Just when the twisting force was about to end, the pine pattern wind sword gradually showed its strength and was about to fly out. Zhao Yanran also showed regret in his eyes. Zong Shou's steps changed again, and his sword suddenly pressed down. With the help of the power of the sword spin, he flew forward, and a sword shadow swept directly towards Zhao Yanran's throat!
It was close at hand, fierce and fierce, and also extremely abrupt.
At this moment, Zong Shou's sword seemed like a fierce blade from the River Styx in Hell! The flash is coming, the cold determination!
Zhao Yanran actually felt a little panicked, and she retreated sharply, drifting back until she was ten feet away. But when he landed, a deep blood mark appeared on his neck.
Looking at Zong Shou again, he had returned to where he was. The edge he showed before disappeared again, and he remained as indifferent as before.
Zhao Yanran's hands were trembling slightly, full of disbelief. Even before, hearing Long Ruo say that the young man in front of him had broken through Xiaoluo's Heavenly Sword Formation and copied the Heavenly Talisman, he was not as shocked as he was now.
—What did she see just now? Sword Intent! It’s actually sword intent!
It was not like the flying knife, which was empty, but a truly powerful and powerful martial arts idea that shocked her mind and made her almost unable to avoid it!
-Obviously it shouldn't appear in this young man. This kind of power is far beyond the level of a martial artist. Even she, as an innate warrior, cannot touch it. But that sword just now seemed to have both form and spirit, but it was also paradoxical. Even if it isn't, it's not far off.
For an instant, Zhao Yanran was extremely frightened. Then the unbelievable surprise also reached its peak.
Unexpectedly, Ling Yun Long Ruo also made mistakes sometimes.
As a martial artist, he was able to glimpse the mysterious meaning of the sword. How could this young man be limited by just the word genius? How could such a talent be limited by his physical constitution
If Long Ruo finds out about it in the future, I don’t know what kind of regret he will have -
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