It took nearly ten years for Liao Tianjun, as a second-class disciple of the inner sect with a three-star root, to achieve great success in the low-level swordsmanship of the profound level.
Of course, more second-class inner sect disciples, after ten years, have not been able to promote the low-level profound swordsmanship to the realm of Dacheng, and they are generally stuck on the threshold of approaching Dacheng.
"Does the ground lack swordsmanship?"
Li Fuchen was a little surprised. The lack of swordsmanship was regarded as the most difficult to cultivate among the mysterious low-level swordsmanship. Unexpectedly, Liao Tianjun could cultivate it to the realm of Dacheng, and his comprehension surpassed the general three-star roots.
"pity!"
Li Fuchen shook his head. If he only broke through to the sixth level of Guiyuan realm, he might not be the opponent of Liao Tianjun.
But now, the two Liao Tianjun are not his opponents either.
"Meteor out of the sky!"
The mysterious iron sword suddenly came out of its sheath, a stream of light emerged, and then it freezes, without moving, the next moment, dazzling sparks erupted, and Liao Tianjun was struck by lightning, and the mysterious iron sword in his hand almost flew out, and his whole body leaned back towards the rear. Even retreat.
All this happened too fast.
Before the blink of an eye, Liao Tianjun was still in control of the audience. After blinking, the whole person flew out. Everyone couldn't even see how Li Fuchen made a sword, only the flashing light and sparks in the void. Burst.
"What a fast sword, what a terrible sword."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
This is too exaggerated!
Liao Tianjun was in the Ninth Level of the Return to Yuan Realm, and he couldn't even catch Li Fuchen with a single sword. Those who believed that Li Fuchen couldn't handle it with a single sword, only felt a lot of pain on their faces, as if they had been drawn a hundred. Big mouth.
"This!"
Gao Changtian was dumbfounded.
Aside, Wu Qingmei opened her eyes wide, forgetting to breathe, and kept playing back the sword just now and Li Fuchen's calm and confident look in her mind.
It turned out that he wasn't talking big, Liao Tianjun was really looking for death in a duel with him.
"This is impossible?"
Zhou Xiaotian lost his voice.
Wang Li next to him looked like he had seen a ghost.
Zhou Xiaotian is very powerful, but compared with Liao Tianjun, he is more than one thing behind, and Liao Tianjun, unable to catch Li Fuchen's sword, directly retreats.
"Impossible, how could it be possible, he must have deceived."
In the audience, Liao Hailong lost his eyes and couldn't believe everything in front of him.
A year ago, Li Fuchen was only better than him. One year later, his uncle Liao Tianjun could not catch Li Fuchen's sword. This was a great blow to him, and his confidence in martial arts collapsed.
Seeing his son being repulsed by Li Fuchen with a sword, Liao Tianyun narrowed his eyes with a gloomy expression.
"Damn, why is this Liao Tianjun so useless."
Fang Liehai cursed secretly in his heart.
At the same time, he hated Li Fuchen even more.
As the Young City Lord of Shanhai City, he was so insulted by Li Fuchen, not only could he not avenge his revenge, but instead watched the other person live in harmony, which made him very unbearable.
"Junior Brother Li, good job."
Chen Fanghua's mood was extremely excited and complicated. In just one year, Li Fuchen not only surpassed Liao Tianjun, but she was not even sure to defeat Li Fuchen.
Such a stunningly talented character is rare in the entire Canglan Sect.
"Grandpa, how? I'll say that he is not an ordinary person." Zhao Mingyue was also surprised by the result, which was far beyond her expectations. She couldn't help but proud of the old man beside her.
The old man let out a breath slowly, "The six-fold cultivation base of the Guiyuan realm, the physical strength exceeds 20,000 catties, the fourteenth level of the Red Fire Profound Art, and the Meteor Sword Technique has reached the highest level of creation. Such a comprehension is indeed not an ordinary person, but The most important thing is that his grasp of timing is one level beyond the other inner sect disciples, and the flaws in the lack of swordsmanship can be found in an instant."
"What, the fourteenth level of Crimson Fire Profound Art, it was the thirteenth level last time."
Zhao Mingyue's ruddy lips were slightly open, but she didn't have the eyesight of a warrior in the Heavenly Gang Realm, so there was not much she could see.
"This son's savvy is comparable to Jian Chi, but right now, Jian Chi has four-star roots, but he doesn't."
If the elders knew that Li Fuchen’s Meteor Swordsmanship was not at the highest level, but at the superb level, I’m afraid he wouldn’t say that. Back then, when Sword Madness was in the sixth level of the Guiyuan realm, he didn’t improve the profound level of low-level swordsmanship. Go to the level of supernatural transformation and comprehend sword intent.
On Fengyuntai, Li Fuchen did not pursue it.
The opponent's strength can't even force his sword intent, so why not pursue it.
That's right, he didn't use his sword intent with the move just now, so in the eyes of outsiders, the meteor sword move is only in the realm of peaking.
In doing this, Li Fuchen had his own considerations.
He has a lot of enemies now, and it is inevitable that he will be tricked, so it is necessary to keep some hole cards.
Once the hole cards are seen, there will be no room for a comeback.
He didn't want this to happen.
"If I use sword intent, I can kill two Liao Tianjun in an instant."
Li Fuchen secretly said.
Whether the sword intent is used or not, the difference is really big. The existence of the sword intent is enough to double the speed of the meteor in the sky, and the power more than three times.
In the face of absolute speed, no skill or strength is worth mentioning, one hit will kill.
Unfortunately, he can't use it, and there is no need to use it.
"Asshole, what did you just do?"
After more than ten steps, Liao Tianjun stopped the retreat.
He raised his head and asked with a face.
"You are not my opponent. It's too late to withdraw now." Li Fuchen didn't want to smash with the Liao family before he could do so, so he was willing to give the other party a chance to retreat.
"Dreaming, don't be too arrogant, now I will let you know what is better than death."
Liao Tianjun became angry, and a pill hidden in his mouth was suddenly crushed. The next moment, an extremely violent force surged out, and the strength of the breath increased by at least 30%.
"What's the matter, Senior Brother Liao Tianjun's aura has become stronger, does he hide his strength?"
"Let me just say, how could Li Fuchen be Liao Tianjun's opponent? Brother Liao Tianjun must be careless."
Everyone suddenly realized.
"Something's wrong!"
Chen Fanghua frowned.
The aura on Liao Tianjun's body was powerful, but it didn't look like he had cultivated it himself.
"The Half Profound Grade Pill Violent Qi Pill is really bold."
At the side of Zhao Mingyue, the old man frowned.
"Grandpa, he's violating the rules of Fengyuntai, don't you want to stop him?" Zhao Mingyue replied after hearing this.
On Fengyuntai, no external force is allowed, otherwise, the most basic justice of Fengyuntai will be lost.
The old man shook his head, "Let's take a look first, this kid, it shouldn't be that simple!"
He is ready to take action at a critical moment. If Li Fuchen can't stop Liao Tianjun, then it's nothing more than that, and it doesn't deserve his attention too much.
"Smuggle, lie down for me."
The Violent Qi Pill is a semi-mysterious pill, a value of 70,000 gold coins. At first he thought his father had made a fuss, but now that he thinks about it, he is really wise, as long as he can win. As for the process, who cares.
Mixed with a terrifying aura, Liao Tianjun once again blasted Li Fuchen with a violent sword, cutting everything like the fiercest storm.
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