Chapter 230 The Last Effort Before the Big Competition
Baijian Villa, the Emei Sect’s courtyard.
A side hall room.
Yan Sanniang is meditating and practicing. She is still working hard. She hopes to be promoted to the peak of the seventh rank during the Sword Sect Competition in five days.
The opponent's strength is really too strong!
The owner of Baijian Villa is Aozheng, eighth grade.
Dugu Ming, the young lord of Wushuang City, is of eighth rank.
Ming family descendant Mingyue, eighth grade.
Lingyun, the senior sister of the Emei Sect, is of the eighth rank.
Bao Heying, a direct disciple of the head of the Songshan Sect, is suspected to be the eighth grade.
The senior brother of the Huashan Sect, Linghu Chong, is at the peak of the seventh rank.
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There are countless masters, and the sixth-grade ones are already considered to be in the upper middle class among the younger generation in the world, but for famous sects like them, they are in the middle to lower class.
Seventh-grade people are considered the backbone of most sects, and they will focus on cultivating the younger generation.
And these outstanding people are all at the peak of the seventh rank, or even the eighth rank.
No wonder Master Yeyu of the Emei Sect said that if Yan Sanniang could make it into the top ten, she would recognize her and teach her "Tai Qing Qigong".
Because if you are unlucky, you may be eliminated by these seed players in the preliminaries. Peak seventh grade, eighth grade, no matter which one you are, it will be a tough battle for Yan Sanniang!
Therefore, even though she had understood the power of Xiao Xumi's sword technique, she still did not dare to be careless and relax.
"I have been able to gradually understand the remaining chapters of the Emei Nine Yang Kung Fu. The internal force is endless and profound. It is indeed a miraculous skill learned by the ancestor." Yan Sanniang murmured, expressing her gratitude to the continuous flow of true energy in her body.
, extremely satisfied.
In the past, the founder of the Emei Sect learned part of the Nine-Yang Magic Kung Fu from the oral instructions of Master Jue Yuan of the Shaolin Sect. However, the founder of the Emei Sect learned a lot and was extremely knowledgeable. She understood the word "Bo" from the Nine-Yang Magic Kung Fu.
Vast and vast, there are thousands of things to see!
Emei Nine Yang Gong is vast, extremely profound and majestic. It is obviously suitable for women to practice, but it has the courage of a daughter to be as good as a man, which is really amazing.
While Yan Sanniang was concentrating on her cultivation, the previously closed door was suddenly opened, and a figure, holding a sword, struck directly at Yan Sanniang's eyebrows.
Yan Sanniang felt the murderous intent of the person coming, and woke up from her cultivation state. She quickly turned over to avoid the stab, and quickly drew out the Ice Soul Sword. The coldness surged, the sword light flashed, and she slashed towards the person.
The cold air surged, and the sword light followed him like a shadow. The extremely sharp Ice Soul Sword, wrapped in a deep chill, slashed at the visitor in an extremely weird and awkward way.
Yan Sanniang's movements were very slow, but the speed of the sword light was very fast. The speed and reality alternated between reality and reality, seeming to form an extremely awkward space.
There is a different kind of aura exuding in the space.
Sumeru sword power!
A flash of fierceness flashed in Yan Sanniang's eyes, she had no intention of showing mercy at all, and she struck decisively and ruthlessly!
However, the next moment, the sword momentum she created.
It only lasted for a second, and in an instant, it fell apart.
A bright light flickered, and a long sword was placed on Yan Sanniang's neck. An icy chill spread through the sword to her neck, making Yan Sanniang's face look ugly.
Defeated!
So defeated!
With just one move, Xiao Xumi's sword technique, which is almost invincible at the same level, was actually cracked by someone?
Yan Sanniang's hand holding the Ice Soul Sword began to tremble slightly, and a trace of despair flashed in her eyes. She didn't understand who her opponent was?
This person was holding a sword and standing on the other side of Yan Sanniang, but she did not have the strength to turn around and see her true appearance.
I am a fisherman and a fisherman.
In this case, how could Yan Sanniang seek death?
"what on earth do you want?"
Seeing that the visitor did not take action directly, Yan Sanniang knew that he must have something up his sleeve.
"To be honest, I'm very disappointed with your strength."
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from my ears.
Yan Sanniang was stunned for a moment, her eyes suddenly turned red. She resisted the urge to shed tears and stubbornly turned her head, and she saw a familiar face.
Unrivaled in beauty, handsome and unrestrained.
This person is none other than Zhu Youji, the fourth prince of the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Youji withdrew his sword, stood up with his backhand, and said softly: "I thought you would be promoted to the eighth level, or at worst the seventh level peak, but I didn't expect that you didn't even achieve it."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Yan Sanniang felt guilty and lowered her head, not refuting Zhu Youji's words.
In fact, she could totally argue with it, because the request given by Zhu Youji was really too difficult.
Let a thief who is proficient in stealing, practice swordsmanship, compete with the top young masters of the nine sects of the sword sect on the same stage, and even win the first place?
No matter who listens to this request, they will think it is a fantasy.
But Yan Sanniang did not argue, because she knew Zhu Youji's character and the importance he attached to Tianwen Sword. This was the condition of her agreement and she had to fulfill it.
"Due to Tianwen's reasons this time, the quality of the disciples sent by the nine sects of the Sword Sect is far higher than before, and cannot be underestimated."
Zhu Youji did not continue to struggle with this matter, but changed the topic and continued: "How far is your strength from the peak of the seventh grade?"
"It will take at least more than a month." Yan Sanniang was silent for a while and said truthfully.
Zhu Youji shook his head and said coldly: "It's too slow. There are only five days before the Sword Sect Competition. Within these five days, you must be promoted to the peak of seventh rank, or even eighth rank. In this case, you are qualified to compete with these The best of the younger generation compete against each other."
"Yes, I will do my best." Yan Sanniang said quickly.
"It's completely idiotic to think that you can reach the peak of seventh grade in a short time just based on your hard work."
"Sit back and continue meditating. I'll help you."
Zhu Youji waved his hand and ordered.
"yes."
Yan Sanniang didn't know what method Zhu Youji planned to use to help her, but she still sat on the bed obediently, sat cross-legged, and began to continue practicing the Emei Nine Yang Gong.
With a thought, Zhu Youji directly took out a magic bead exuding a dark atmosphere from the system backpack - [Evil Emperor Relic].
If you want to overthrow the seedlings, the best thing to use is the Evil Emperor's relics that carry the life essence of the Demon Sect's Digital Saints.
But Zhu Youji took out this thing not to use the essence of the Holy Lord in it to encourage Yan Sanniang.
Because doing this will quickly improve Yan Sanniang's skill and cultivation in the short term, but the damage to her body will also be irreversible.
The most important thing is that this kind of overthrowing can easily lead to instability of mind and the breeding of evil thoughts. Aren't even old people like Yu Canghai still affected by the evil nature of the Evil Emperor's relics?
A subordinate whose mind is controlled by the evil emperor's relic is not what Zhu Youji wants to see.
After being trained for a long time, he became a puppet controlled by the devil?
This is not possible!
But there is something else in it that can help Yan Sanniang improve her cultivation.
That is the thousand-year mysterious ice energy that Gu San Tong sucked out from Su Xin's body.
Zhu Youji raised his hand and waved, and a strange innate true energy shot into the evil emperor's relics, activating the power-absorbing technique to absorb the thousand-year-old mysterious ice energy from it bit by bit.
Suddenly, the temperature in the room dropped by ten or twenty degrees.
On the ground, ice began to slowly freeze, and there was a clicking sound. A stream of dark blue air followed Zhu Youji's palm and wandered out from the Evil Emperor's relic, floating in the air like a stream of blue. The clouds are extremely beautiful.
Tiny snowflakes gradually condense around the airflow, condensing the air to form snowflakes, and you can see the chill in it.
Yan Sanniang also felt the change in the surrounding temperature and was slightly shocked. However, she knew that Zhu Youji would not harm her, so she continued to practice without stopping.
Zhu Youji's expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand and pointed at the Ice Soul Sword, and the sky blue Ice Soul Sword flew into the air and hung in mid-air.
Zhu Youji controlled the Ice Soul Sword with one hand, and activated the Millennium Xuanbing Qi with the other hand to transfer all the air current lingering in the air into the Ice Soul Sword.
"Click, click%..."
A crisp sound sounded, and ice condensed, covering the sword body. The sky was freezing, and the ice covered it very quickly. In the blink of an eye, the entire Ice Soul Sword was frozen.
The Heavenly Silkworm Demonic Art in Zhu Youji's body began to stir again.
It felt the cold air again, and a longing emotion was conveyed, but Zhu Youji ignored it, and instead activated his innate true energy to levitate the Ice Soul Sword on Yan Sanniang's head.
The next moment, driven by Zhu Youji, the frozen Ice Soul Sword dropped a sky-blue mist, gradually covering Yan Sanniang's body.
The weather is freezing and the ground is freezing, chilling all over my body.
Her body trembled slightly, bursts of hot air came out of her mouth, and her whole body was filled with heat, resisting the surging cold air.
"Forehead……"
While Yan Sanniang was doing her exercises, she resisted the cold air. The cold air poured into her body from various pores, and her skin was gradually covered with ice slag, which seemed to be freezing her flesh and blood. For a moment, Yan Sanniang felt like she was in an ice hell. It feels extremely painful.
"Hold on, this is the thousand-year-old mysterious ice energy that I took from Tianchi. It has the same origin as your ice soul sword. I have already passed this energy into the ice soul sword, and the remaining black ice energy The Qi can just temper your body and Qi."
"As long as you can withstand this test, you can at worst be promoted to the seventh level peak. And only in this way can you have the strength to fight against these masters. What's more important is that you can input the energy of thousands of years of black ice. The Ice Soul Sword will achieve the effect of a second-level divine weapon, but with your current cultivation and physique, you simply cannot control the second-level divine weapon."
"If you can't bear it, you will no longer be able to use the Ice Soul Sword because you will lose its recognition."
Zhu Youji looked calm, looked at Yan Sanniang's painful expression, and said without emotion.
Hearing this, Yan Sanniang slowly relaxed her frown, activated Emei Nine Yang Kung with all her strength, mobilized all the energy in her body, and began to resist the chill.
Emei Nine Yang Gong, the characteristics of endless life and endless knowledge, were brought into full play by her.
A belief resounded in Yan Sanniang's heart.
I have to get through it, I can't just fall down like this!
I want to be a swordsman!
I want to protect the Emei Sect!
I can't die yet. I need to ask my master for clarification?
Why did she abandon me back then and why did she expel me from the Emei Sect?