"——Today, if you can block my hundred swords without innate energy, I will never mention the issue of cauldron Yuan Fei. You can even offer three Fetus Refining Pills and three Snow Soul Pills. If you can't, in the future, you
Be my servant!"
Zong Shou was surprised when he heard this. He was really stunned this time. Zhao Yanran's temperament was 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 would suddenly jump in her thoughts and suddenly want to fight with him again. Looking at the expression of this goddess, she seemed to be extremely serious. She looked like she would not give up if he refused.
He tilted his head and pondered for a moment before Zong Shou's pine pattern wind sword was decisively unsheathed.
Although it was a bit troublesome, it was not bad to be able to end it like this. Three embryo training pills and three snow soul pills. He gambled on this battle! In fact, it was inevitable to be forced to this point.
However, 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! I'm sorry.
This witch has the nerve to say she wants to fight with swords! The worst is, just fight her to the death. Chuxue is not afraid of death."
The knife in Yin Yang's hand was also overflowing with a little spark. In the surrounding land covered with water and slurry, countless steaming heat suddenly came out, 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 girl! 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. She didn't know if this person had been trapped by those two golden threads for too long. His foundation had been trained to be extremely thick. He was freed at this moment.
After the spiritual law restriction broke through the nine meridians of the body chakra, the energy of the body was not unstable at all, but quickly stabilized. It was faintly obvious that the body chakra was at its peak. There were even signs of a 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 Chu Xue's wrist lightly with his fingers, making his jade arms soft. He easily broke free and stood in front of Zhao Yanran. He also pointed the sword in front of him and said with a smile: "One hundred swords, three swords."
Fetal pills, three snow soul pills, this is what Miss Yanran said! Don’t regret it later——"
Strange to say, when Zong Shou raised the sword in his hand, he no longer looked as elegant and uninhibited as he had before. He looked solemn and majestic, like a sword that had just been sharpened, and the edge flashed. Just a moment later, he appeared again
It has become dull and has lost all its sharpness.
Zhao Yanran was startled at first, and then looked approving. Only with such talent in swordsmanship, could 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 happy and motivated to fight.
Surging.
When a breeze blew across the swamp, Zhao Yanran's ethereal figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. 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 subconsciously tightened. Chu Xue couldn't see Zhao Yanran's body trajectory at all. When he reacted, he heard an eardrum-shattering sound.
The weapons roared.
Zong Shou was neither sad nor happy. He stood in the middle of the field and looked forward calmly. The sword in his hand stabbed to the left and slashed to the right. A series of intensive clanging sounds sounded around him, and the sword blades clashed. But he stood firm.
Standing still, calmly, counting in his mouth: "Nine, ten, fourteen, fifteen -"
Both of them had extremely fast sword speeds, and sometimes they would just skip over before they could count. They secretly thought in their hearts that although this woman's character was a bit weird, she still kept her promise. Not only did she not use her innate true energy, but she raised her sword.
His output has always been controlled at the level of a martial artist.
This is the only body technique that has penetrated into the spirit master's wind control technique. How can a martial artist at the level of the body chakra possess it? It's really cheating! It's cheating! It's a cheat.
There was another 'ding' sound, several times louder than the dozen or so previous blows.
Zong Shou's eyes darkened, and he felt his right hand was slightly numb, and the energy and blood in his chest were rolling. He clearly felt that the power had increased ten times. A trace of ice-cold power ran up the sword, causing a small section of the sword at the front to instantly change.
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 a warmth all over his body. He still had no intention of giving in, and all his energy was concentrated on the tip of the sword, and he went there casually.
Stab in 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 his strength and Qi became stronger with each strike of the sword. Zong Shou was not timid at all.
I mean, using sword against sword, the body remains upright 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 struck Zhao Yanran on the spine or the edge of the sword. The location was uncertain, and the force-bearing force was often the smallest.
But he was even more frightened. He took a few steps forward, eager to see more clearly. Zhao Yanran's figure was so fast. How did Zong Shou do it? How could Zong Shou distinguish Zhao Yanran's sword path? So early in advance.
, can we make a prediction? If so accurately, we can 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 whenever the force of the ice-cold sword became too strong, he simply backed away. His feet suddenly moved forward and sometimes retreated, advancing and retreating freely in the shadow of the heavy sword.
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 are from the tiger-cat clan, and you are born to be very agile. But with your speed,
, it would be a pity if it was only used to dodge fights!"
At this moment, not only Chu Xue, but also Yin Yang seemed to have some realization and could not 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.
The sword pierced through, as if flying from the sky, with the sword roaring through the air, arriving suddenly.
Zong Shou's expression was also condensed. Before the confrontation, he could already feel the overwhelming strength. However, he smiled coldly, and his body swayed slightly, left and right, causing the sword edge to change 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 sword edges intertwined, and the two swords immediately stirred in a series of sword spins. Zong Shou seemed to be trying his best to
Pulling the sword force aside, Zhao Yanran simply took advantage of it and tried to knock the sword out of Zong Shou's hand.
Just when the twisting force was about to end, the Songwen Wind Sword gradually showed its strength and was about to fly out. Zhao Yanran's eyes also showed regret. Zong Shou's steps changed again, and the sword suddenly pressed. With the help of the sword
The force of rotation flew forward, and a sword shadow swept directly towards Zhao Yanran's throat!
It was close at hand, fierce and fierce, and extremely abrupt.
At this moment, Zong Shou's sword seemed like a fierce blade from the River Styx in Hell! It was coming in an instant, cold and decisive!
Zhao Yanran actually felt a little panicked, and retreated sharply, drifting back until she was ten feet away. But when she landed on the ground, a deep blood mark appeared on her neck.
Looking at Zong Shou again, he had returned to the same place. The sharp edge he showed before disappeared again, and he remained as indifferent as before.
Zhao Yanran's hands were trembling slightly, with a look of disbelief. Even before, hearing Long Ruo say that the young man in front of her had broken through the Xiaoluo Heavenly Sword Formation and copied the Heavenly Talisman, she was not as shocked as she was now.
——What she saw just now was sword intent! It was 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 far exceeds the level of a martial artist. Even she, as an innate warrior, cannot touch it. But that sword just now seemed to be both physical and spiritual.
Preparation, but also plausible. Even if it is not, it is not far away.
For an instant, Zhao Yanran was first frightened to the extreme. Then the unbelievable surprise also reached its peak.
Unexpectedly, Ling Yun Long Ruo also made mistakes sometimes.
As a martial artist, he could actually see the mystery of the sword. How could this young man be limited by just the word genius? How could such a talent be limited by his physique?
If Long Ruo finds out in the future, I don’t know what kind of regret he will have -