Glancing at his subordinates, Zhen Jian saw in their eyes that their subordinates' respect for him was weakening. This was something he could not tolerate, and he became angry with shame.
"Xiao Yan, suffer death!"
"The Nine Emperor Swords, Fifth Style!"
The veins on Zhen Jian's neck popped out. He changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands. He jumped into the air and raised the sword straight to the sky.
Golden light shot out from the Haojian, intertwining in the air like thunder and lightning. The sword's light on the edge surged. In the blink of an eye, the Haojian changed from a long sword to a giant sword, setting off a roar like a raging wind.
Slash straight at Xiao Yan.
This sword reduces complexity to simplicity, removes fancy shadows, abandons redundant movements, and returns to nature to restore the way of swordsmanship; in this sword, the sword energy is compressed to the extreme, and the sword light is as solid as the edge of a sword.
"Is this the strongest fighting technique you have mastered? Very good!" Xiao Yan's eyes flashed with combative excitement, his fighting spirit suddenly exploded, and he rushed towards Zhen Jian, "Then you can also take up my strongest fighting technique and see
."
"Thousands of feet without a shadow!"
Suddenly, endless phantoms danced around Xiao Yan, creating countless looming space cracks, which made people dazzled and frightened.
"His fighting skills are so strong!"
Someone on Zhen Jian's side was exclaiming.
"Well, I didn't expect that the small Xiao clan in a remote imperial state could cultivate such a genius!"
"No matter how genius you are, the young master uses the fifth form of the Nine Swords of the Emperor. It can be said to be a sword that breaks the sky. How can he deal with it?"
"That's right, he actually dared to distract Chi Ying to attack."
"Well, after all, he belongs to a small family. Without everyone's guidance, how can he be the young master's opponent?"
.....
But just as everyone finished speaking, Xiao Yan's momentum accumulated to the extreme in a moment. His hands trembled slightly in front of his chest, and the endless shadows suddenly merged into one foot!
This foot met Zhen Jian's huge golden sword with unparalleled power.
What will be the result?
Everyone held their breath, their hearts were in their throats, and they stared at this scene without blinking.
There was a "bang" sound, before the ruler and the sword touched each other, the two forces had already collided together.
Everyone just felt a strong vibration on the ground under their feet, and before their swaying figures had time to control their balance, they saw the golden light of Zhen Jian's giant sword dissipate when Xiao Yan said "break", the sword energy returned to illusion, and then there was an embarrassing sound.
The figure flew out upside down, hit the cliff heavily, and was embedded in it.
"ah!"
Everyone on Zhen Jian's side all opened their mouths and stared blankly at everything. They couldn't believe that this battle was over. Then they rubbed their eyes vigorously and saw Xiao Yan, who was wearing a black shirt.
Standing there, I realized that it was not an illusion at all.
"Master..."
Dozens of guards screamed and spread out their bodies, rushing towards the Zhen sword embedded deep in the cliff.
"Get out of my way!"
With a roar bursting from deep in his throat, Zhen Jian struggled out of the cliff, his arms shook, and he threw away the subordinates who came to help him.
At this time, Zhen Jian was dressed in white clothes and his graceful image was gone. His clothes were so tattered that only a few fragments were left hanging on his charred body. Although the blood marks were not deep, they were all over his body, making him look miserable.
Unbearable. He looked at Xiao Yan with blood-red eyes, his teeth clenched loudly, and the flame of anger burned crazily in his chest.
Everyone was scolded by Zhen Jian and did not dare to offend him again, but they also did not dare to stay away. They had no choice but to gather around Zhen Jian and carefully examine Zhen Jian's injuries. They saw that his injuries seemed very serious, but they did not damage his muscles or bones.
, and then he breathed a sigh of relief deep in his heart.
"How could Xiao Yan be able to defeat the young master's fifth form of the Nine Emperor Swords with one move and knock him away? How could he only cause such a slight injury?" Seeing that Zhen Jian was not in danger, everyone calmed down and thought in their hearts.
He immediately became awe-inspiring and said, "Xiao Yan must have shown mercy."
Thinking of this, everyone was trembling in their hearts. You must know that this is not a one-and-done competition. Zhen Jian had murderous intentions for Xiao Yan from the beginning, but with the full strength of a peerless genius, he was still able to control his attacks.
Strength, this only shows that Xiao Yan's strength is far superior to Zhen Jian!
Oh my God, the strength is much stronger than that of a peerless genius. What kind of strength is that? When everyone looked at Xiao Yan again, their eyes were filled with deep fear. Thinking of the cynicism towards Xiao Yan that they all started to make, they couldn't help but sweat.
They were stunned, and everyone lowered their heads under Xiao Yan's gaze.
The corners of Long Yi's lips curled up, and the smile on his face became brighter; Jing Wuchen couldn't help but applaud, and the applause seemed particularly loud on the quiet mountain road.
Stimulated by the applause, Zhen Jian could no longer suppress the shame in his heart, his eyebrows raised up, and veins popped up on both sides of his forehead.
Wiping away the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, spitting out the blood foam in his mouth, Zhen Jian looked at Xiao Yan with a gloomy expression, and his voice gradually increased from low to high, and gradually roared: "How is it possible? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible! Xiao Yan
Yan, you must have taken some elixir that can greatly increase your strength instantly! Is that so?"
Listening to Zhen Jian's words, Xiao Yan wanted to laugh in his heart, and said to himself: "What a joke, I still need to rely on pills to deal with you like this? I already have the strength to fight against the five-star peak Dou Emperor.
After breaking through to the peak of four stars, I have mastered the foot fighting skill Thousand Chi Wuying to seven hundred and seventy-seven feet combined, and my soul power has reached the half-mind level. Even if I face the early six-star or even average strength
In the mid-six-star period, I have the confidence to compete with it."
"Furthermore, after testing the first few moves of Huangji Nine Swords, I found that the levels of Huangji Nine Swords and Qianchi Wuying are between the same. If you can practice Huangji Nine Swords to the seventh move, maybe you can compete with me.
You still have to fight hard, but you have only practiced the fifth form, how can you be my opponent?"
Looking at Zhen Jian who had completely lost his composure, the disdain in Xiao Yan's eyes became even stronger. He pointed at Zhen Jian and said coldly: "You are like this, and you still want to be the successor of the leader of the human race? If you are not as skilled as others, you will be as chaotic as a mad dog.
With such a taunting mentality, no matter how good your talent is, it is still not worthy of being called a peerless genius!"
Xiao Yan then shook his head: "It's hard to live up to your reputation. You just have a false reputation."
Xiao Yan's words were like a sharp knife inserted into Zhen Jian's heart, and then turned around several times; they were also like a heavy slap on Zhen Jian's face, wiping away the little face left by Zhen Jian.
Zhen Jian only felt his face burning hot. He stood there blankly without saying a word, "his skills are not as good as others" and "it is just a false reputation" echoed alternately in his mind.
Zhen Jian began to practice swordsmanship at the age of five, and he first realized the way of swordsmanship at the age of ten. He was hailed as a rare genius in the Zhen family, and even received personal guidance from the head of the family. Unexpectedly, he was immersed in the practice of the "Nine Emperor Swords"
After tens of thousands of years, he finally lost to a young Dou Emperor who had only been in Dou Emperor Continent for a few years. The most hateful thing was that this person was a member of a family affiliated with the Zhen family that he looked down upon.
The more Zhen Jian thought about it, the harder it became to let go. His face turned red and then blue. When he suddenly raised his head, a fierce light shot out of his eyes, and he suddenly shouted hysterically: "Xiao Yan, do you think you have won? You are wrong!
This young master has a special trick, you will definitely die today!"
Xiao Yan didn't expect Zhen Jian to be so ignorant. He smiled contemptuously, with a look of disgust on his face. But remembering Zhen Ni's instructions, Xiao Yan had no choice but to suppress his desire to kill quickly and said slowly:
"Among the peerless geniuses I have met, you are the most unbearable one. For Zhen Ni's sake, I won't kill you today, so please do it well."
After saying that, Xiao Yan ignored Zhen Jian and waved to Long Yi and Jing Wuchen to leave.
Xiao Yan's ignorance deeply stimulated Zhen Jian's self-esteem, causing Zhen Jian to completely lose his mind. Zhen Jian bitterly squeezed out seven furious words from between his teeth: "Nine Emperor Swords, Sixth Style!"
"Master! You must not do this!"
The guards around Zhen Jian immediately tried to dissuade him in panic, their faces full of anxiety.
They all know that Zhen Jian has only fully mastered the first five moves of the "Nine Emperor Swords". Although he has glimpsed the threshold of the sixth move, he is still far away from truly mastering the sixth move. At this time
If the sixth form is forcibly performed, a person who does not master it well is very likely to be counterattacked by the fighting skill, and the consequences will be disastrous. If something happens to Zhen Jian, none of them can escape the blame for failing to protect the master. How can they not be anxious?
Unfortunately, Zhen Jian lost his mind due to extreme anger. At this time, he only had one thought in his mind, which was to kill Xiao Yan no matter what the cost. Because only by killing Xiao Yan could all the shame be washed away.
Zhen Jian waved his hand, and the Hao Jian inserted in the cliff flew out of the cliff with a "swish", like a bolt of lightning falling on Zhen Jian's hand. Zhen Jian held the sword in both hands, desperately urging his fighting energy into the Hao Jian,
Suddenly, the sword glowed like frost, and the cold energy fluctuations seemed to be able to destroy everything. The entire space began to tremble and twist.
However, Zhen Jian couldn't control the huge power of the sixth form at all. His hands were shaking violently, and blood droplets continued to seep out from the pores of his body, staining his body red. His whole body looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
terror.
"Master, stop quickly. You can't bear the backlash of this swordsmanship. Your life will be in danger!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, many guards on Zhen Jian's side could no longer care so much and rushed to stop Zhen Jian, hoping to make Zhen Jian wake up.
"Everyone get out of here!"
Severe pain tore through every inch of Zhen Jian's skin, and Zhen Jian's face had become horribly distorted. But instead of stopping, he swung his sword downwards.
In the roar of the sword blade, the mountain road shattered, and the rocks were rolled into the air, and then rotated and pressed down by the power of destruction. The fighting emperors were unable to resist at all, and were swept away by the strong wind whipped up by the sword energy, revealing
Not far ahead were the figures of Xiao Yan and the others.
"If you are so ignorant of good and evil, then I will help you!"
Feeling the sword energy coming, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly shot out with cold murderous intent.
Stepping on his feet and waving his ruler, Xiao Yan's movements were completed in one go. The "Thousand-foot Shadowless" was waved out again, and a huge coercion came down like a mountain collapsing.
The blue-gray flames on the thick body of the ruler brought out the hot fighting spirit, making the air feel faintly anxious, and instantly completely suppressed the momentum of Zhen Jian's Sixth Form.
There is still no suspense in this round of confrontation. Tianhuo Eternal Ancient Ruler destroyed Haojian's sword energy with a devastating force, defeated Haojian's sword light, and even shattered the layer of bright golden armor on Zhenjian's body into tiny pieces.
Golden light.
At this time, Zhen Jian's door was already wide open. If Xiao Yan's heavy ruler only moved a few inches further, Zhen Jian's blood would be splashed on the spot.
At this life-and-death moment, under the horrified gazes of all the Dou Emperors on Zhen Jian's side, the corners of Xiao Yan's eyes twitched rapidly, a trace of hesitation flashed deep in his eyes, and his left hand suddenly shot out, with the strike in hand.
Holding Zhong Chi's right wrist, he released his right hand at the same time. The Heavenly Fire Eternal Ancient Ruler rubbed against the side of Zhen Sword's chest and flew out diagonally, sinking deep into the cliff. There was a loud sound like thunder, and gravel rolled up with sand grains.
A sky filled with yellow fog.
Everyone took a breath of air-conditioning. If this heavy ruler were to hit Zhen Jian, Zhen Jian would probably not even be left behind. To be continued.