After all the other elite disciples on this continent fragment have been dealt with, and no one else is causing trouble.

Wu Tao, Meng Fan, Wang Qingyu, and Zhang Yufei started a one-on-one duel to see who was the final winner.

…

Meng Fan faced Wu Tao.

Wang Qingyu faced Zhang Yufei.

Meng Fan lowered his eyes and stared at Wu Tao as he said word by word: "Let me remind you, I have understood the artistic conception of wind. If you don't want to get hurt, you can choose to admit defeat."

What, Meng Fan understood the artistic conception of wind!!!

Wu Tao, Wang Qingyu, and Zhang Yufei were surprised and at the same time couldn't help but sigh, this guy hides his strength too hard.

The artistic conception of wind is the same as the intention of the sword, the intention of the sword, the intention of the spear, etc. It is difficult to understand and improve, and it becomes more and more difficult the further you go.

The younger generation of monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, as long as they understand the artistic conception of wind, sword intention, knife intention, spear intention, etc., will definitely be top-notch existences.

In other words, Meng Fan who has understood the artistic conception of wind is a level higher than Meng Fan who has not understood the artistic conception of wind. The gap is very obvious.

With the strong wind blowing, Wu Tao put his palm on the hilt of the sword and said lightly: "The use of the artistic conception of wind is also a science. I don't know how far you can use the artistic conception of wind."

…

A few years ago, Wu Tao was chased by Lu Shaolin, who had understood the artistic conception of water, and was chasing a man who had fled.

Lu Shaolin's mastery of the artistic conception of water "back then" has reached the stage of success, but the methods he used were too rough and not flexible enough, and he was far from fully mastering the artistic conception of water.

Therefore, Wu Tao had the opportunity a few years ago to take advantage of Lu Shaolin's carelessness and escape in panic.

…

There are three levels in the cultivation of artistic conception.

At the first level, mountains are mountains, water is water, and I am me! Taking advantage of the general trend of heaven and earth and using it for your own use is the beginning of cultivating artistic conception.

At the second level, the mountain is not a mountain, the water is not water, and I am not myself. This means that after the artistic conception reaches a certain level, it no longer relies on the general trend of heaven and earth, but pursues the unity of heaven and man, and the integration of the power of heaven and earth into one body.

At the third level, the mountains look like mountains, the water still looks like water, and I am still me! This artistic conception means that one has gained transcendent wisdom and entered the ultimate realm. I am the Tao, and the Tao is me.

These three levels of artistic conception include almost everything from magic, secrets, and magical powers. The span is huge. Even if there is only one level difference, the gap between them is as vast as the abyss and insurmountable.

Wu Tao does not believe that Meng Fan can reach the second level. In fact, the second level is too far away from the foundation building stage. At the second level, mountains are not mountains, water is not water, and I am not me. It is already close to the realm of the Nascent Soul stage.

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Monks in the foundation building stage cannot comprehend it even if they want to. They can only accumulate it step by step and work steadily.

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"The first level of the artistic conception of wind can crush you, so why do you need anything else!"

bump!!!

The ancient remnant treasure, the green eighty-three-section whip, bursts out with tremendous power.

The green eighty-three-section whip is infused with the artistic conception of the wind, and the whip shadows are like the Yangtze River, which is endless and destructive.

"Come here! I hope you won't be hit later." The Chuxi Sword was half pulled out of its scabbard. Wu Tao felt the artistic conception of wind released by Meng Fan and secretly shook his head.

As he expected, the other party's use of the artistic conception of wind was not too subtle.

The green eighty-three-section whip, blessed by the artistic conception of wind, seems powerful, but it is not rigorous enough and has many flaws.

But to others, Meng Fan's strength is indeed terrifying.

in his hand

The green eighty-three-section whip whips continuously, like a river bursting its banks and flooding, with overwhelming power.

…

"The sword splits the void!"

In terms of combat power, Wu Tao's swordsmanship, with the blessing of his sword intention, is naturally no worse than Meng Fan's strength, and is even better.

At this moment, Wu Tao's sword technique, driven by his sword intention, was extremely destructive in every move and style, with the momentum of a turbulent storm and a sword moving mountains and rivers.

"when!"

A long series of sparks appeared, and after the green eighty-three-section whip and the Chuxi Sword fought continuously, the green eighty-three-section whip was swung away by the force of the aftershock.

"The Milky Way is upside down, and there are thousands of whip shadows!"

Meng Fan was shocked in his heart, but did not panic in his hands.

His body spun around in the air, and the green eighty-three-section whip struck in four directions. The unstoppable torrent of whip shadow swept across, and murderous intent arose everywhere.

"Crack, crackle, crackle!"

Countless whip shadows cut through the void, filling it with darkness.

Meng Fan was confident that he could deal with Wu Tao in one fell swoop.

However, Wu Tao just changed the posture of swinging his sword slightly. At this moment, it seemed as if he was holding the entire world.

The way of the sword governs heaven and earth, and you are invincible with all your willpower!

The tip of the sword passed by, like the manifestation of the great road, the interaction of yin and yang, and in just an instant, countless whip shadows were chopped into powder and turned into ashes.

…

Facing the powerful sword energy attacking in front of him, Meng Fan immediately turned around and twisted like a bird in the sky to avoid the attack of the sword energy and responded with a blow.

A violent and huge hurricane struck Wu Tao

Meng Fan practices the top technique in the world of immortality, the Wind God's Angry Heart Technique!

Meng Fan is an influential figure among the younger generation of inner disciples of Taiyi Immortal Sect. Without some ability, it is impossible.

The Wind God's Wrathful Heart Technique cooperates with the artistic conception of the wind and complements each other. Meng Fan can fight as he advances or retreats without any obvious flaws.

If he had been replaced by someone with weaker strength, he would have been defeated by him as soon as they met, without any room for improvement.

"point!"

The violent wind struck, Wu Tao held the Chuxi Sword in both hands, and slashed out a huge sword energy, directly splitting the violent hurricane into two.

"Almost!"

At this moment, Wu Tao's eyes flashed.

Until now, he has not even used 70% to 80% of his own strength.

In addition to adding some fun to himself, the more important reason is that Wang Qingyu, one of the Nine Saint Sons, is also hiding his strength.

Meng Fan's artistic conception of wind is indeed very strong, but unfortunately in front of Wu Tao, whose sword intention has been sublimated, the artistic conception of wind is not enough to see at all. It can neither affect his state nor threaten him.

This competition has reached this point and it should be over.

Wu Tao took a step forward. Above the Chuxi Sword, the golden sword air floated, heavy and sharp. Every time the sword fell, it was like a mountain falling down. Although the sword moves were slow, Meng Fan could not avoid them. Every sword move was like a mountain.

fell on him.

One stream after another of blood spurted out, which was extremely eye-catching. Wu Tao struck thirty-six swords in a row, like thirty-six mountains suppressing him. Thirty-six blood marks covered almost Meng Fan's entire body.

Meng Fan staggered back, the bright red blood almost dyeing his clothes red.

How is that possible!

A look of disbelief flashed in his eyes, Meng Fan's face twisted, and he roared angrily and said: "I'm not defeated yet, and we don't know who will die until the last moment."

"I want to kill you, and I succeeded just now. Now I'm telling you, I'm going to use all my strength now. Do you dare to stop me and try?"

"Do you still need me to use the third sword?"

When Meng Fan heard this, he was immediately speechless and his posture froze.

Just now, he didn't even have time to fight back. His head was so cold that he was extremely close to death at that moment.

"Why is this happening? I lost in such a short period of time. Why did I lose?"

Meng Fan didn't understand, not at all. Suddenly, he felt fear in his heart, and for the first time he realized the terror of Wu Tao.

In the previous battle, the other party was not serious at all, because with his own strength, he was no match for the other party.

Wu Tao knew what the other party was thinking. Seriously speaking, Meng Fan's strength was indeed pretty good.

He is stronger than he was before he obtained the inheritance of ancient sword cultivation and the inheritance of ancient Buddhism.

It's a pity that Wu Tao is no longer just the Wu Tao he was back then.

Meng Fan finally surrendered and left the battlefield.

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Wang Qingyu versus Zhang Yufei.

Judging from the previous competition, Wang Qingyu, one of the Nine Saint Sons, is obviously slightly better than Zhang Yufei.

However, strength is strength, and fighting is fighting. Although the two are directly related, they are by no means equal.

It is not uncommon for the weak to defeat the strong in the world of immortality. Moreover, the gap between the two is not very big. Who will win and who will lose will only be known after a fight.
To be continued...