Chapter 175: Difficult to choose the love of the sect
Feng Luochen's biggest disadvantage is his own shortcomings. Now that Jian Beichen is in the Dao realm, he can still fight with him even if he is in the ninth level of the Dao realm.
However, the current Jian Beichen is at a much higher level than Feng Luochen. Although Feng Luochen knows that there is no hope of victory, he will never give up until the last moment.
Sometimes he uses the Qingtian Sword Technique, sometimes he uses the Aotian Divine Sword Technique, and sometimes he uses the Fantasy Sword Technique. These types of peerless sword techniques are in his hands.
The combination is so flawless. These three sword techniques can be said to be completely different. However, the three thousand different paths lead to the same goal, and all sword techniques in the world also have something in common.
It may be difficult for ordinary people to figure it out, but with Feng Luochen's swordsmanship, he can use these three sword techniques in perfect combination.
"Back then, the Qingtian Sword Sect and the Tianjian Sect were known as the four major sects in Shushan. The Qingtian Sword Technique and the Aotian Divine Sword Technique were indeed exquisite and unparalleled. I didn't expect this boy's swordsmanship to be so accomplished.
His superb skills. Two completely different sword techniques, in his hands, seemed to become one sword technique."
"No, these are not just two sword techniques. Between these two sword techniques, there is also a third sword technique faintly mixed in. How does this third sword technique compare with Brother Jian's Dream Sword Technique?
They are so similar. You must know that this Dream Sword Technique is a secret that has not been passed down by the Immortal Lord. Could it be that this boy has some connection with the Immortal Lord Jian Taixu?" Apart from Feng Luochen and Jian Beichen,
The person with the highest attainments in swordsmanship in the field is none other than Chu Geyin.
He looked at Feng Luochen who was madly drawing his sword, and there was no need to express the shock in his eyes. If Feng Luochen had drawn his sword towards him in the same posture before, he would be shocked.
I'm afraid I can't even catch his thirty moves. Although Feng Luochen has high attainments in swordsmanship, he is limited by his cultivation.
At this time, he and Jian Beichen were in a life-or-death showdown, not a sword test. So facing Feng Luochen's violent and stormy offensive, Jian Beichen smiled contemptuously.
"No matter how exquisite your sword moves are, what will happen? You are not worthy of me to draw a sword if you are not at the level of the Emperor." Jian Beichen did not draw his sword, but used his protective aura to fight against the enemy.
Even though Feng Luochen's long sword was aimed at the many flaws in his body. But Feng Luochen's cultivation was insufficient. Even though the Chixiao Sword was a divine weapon in the world, it was difficult to pierce. Jian Beichen's protective aura
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Feng Luochen had been unable to fight for a long time, and he knew that today's situation might be difficult to overcome. He let out a long roar, and a sharp sword energy emerged spontaneously.
He struck at Jian Beichen with ninety-nine and eighty-one swords. These ninety-nine and eighty-one swords can be said to be a masterpiece of swordsmanship in the world.
Chu Ge looked at it and couldn't help but admire in his heart. If only Feng Luochen had just used this ninety-nine and eighty-one swords against him.
I'm afraid I can't even take ten swords. It's a pity that such swordsman geniuses are not good at cultivation.
If he could reach the Emperor's Realm, Jian Beichen might not be so relaxed. This unparalleled ninety-nine and eighty-one swords did not hurt Jian Beichen at all.
This gap in strength is indeed an insurmountable gap. Even if Feng Luochen has mastered all his skills, there is nothing he can do with the sword Beichen in front of him.
Looking at Feng Luochen who kept drawing out his sword, Jian Beichen felt extremely happy in his heart. He concentrated all his spiritual power on his palms.
Then he slapped Feng Luochen hard. When Feng Luochen saw this, he naturally didn't dare to attack him forcefully. But how could he, who had entered the Dao realm, be faster than Jian Beichen, who was in the Emperor's realm?
The biggest difference between the so-called level of realm is the strength of spiritual power. In addition, speed, strength, defense, and recovery capabilities will all continue to increase as the realm improves.
In terms of speed alone, Jian Beichen at the Emperor's Realm is much faster than Feng Luochen at the Taoist Realm.
Feng Luochen tried to dodge, but Jian Beichen easily caught up with him. His palms struck Feng Luochen hard on the chest.
Feng Luochen had no way to avoid it, and was directly knocked away more than ten feet by his palm. The power of Jian Beichen's palm almost caused Feng Luochen's internal organs to shift.
Feng Luochen hit the ground with his sword and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. His face was as golden as paper, and his aura was extremely sluggish.
He was just thinking about his luck, but unexpectedly he spit out another mouthful of blood. Feng Luochen smiled helplessly, and the white clothes on his chest were already stained red with blood.
Jian Beichen's palm caused his internal energy to become disordered. Even his seven meridians and eight meridians had numerous fine cracks.
Even though he was seriously injured, Feng Luochen's eyes still revealed a strong fighting spirit. He slowly stood up and continued to mobilize the remaining spiritual power in his body.
The spiritual power travels through the seven meridians and eight meridians, and those fine cracks are constantly expanding.
"Throughout my life, I, Feng Luochen, have never had the slightest fear even when faced with the illusory way of heaven. Even if I die today, I will fight until the last moment." Feng Luochen smiled slightly and said
A strong fighting spirit suddenly erupted from his body.
With the mobilization of spiritual power, the meridians in his body are constantly tearing apart. Blood is pouring out of his mouth like a spring, but the aura on his body is constantly rising.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew in the field, and there was also a fierce sword energy in this strong wind. The surrounding mountains, rocks, vegetation, and trees were trembling continuously.
They floated slowly, and at this time, these mountains, rocks, vegetation, and trees seemed like sharp swords.
"Huh, are mountains, rocks, grass and trees used as swords? Do you think you can hurt me with these? If you have any other tricks, just use them. I want to see one who can't even break my protective aura.
How long can people continue to struggle to death?" Looking at Feng Luochen's rising momentum, Jian Beichen smiled scornfully.
Although Feng Luochen seemed to be sharp at this time, his realm was only the Taoist realm after all.
Jian Beichen didn't take the offensive of Taoist power at all. Feng Luochen moved the rocks, grass and trees, and the rocks, grass and trees seemed to turn into swords, whizzing towards Jian Beichen.
Jian Beichen smiled coldly, and then summoned the protective aura. This protective aura couldn't even break the Red Sky Sword, so how could these ordinary rocks, grass and trees be effective?
The mountains, rocks, grass and trees collided with the protective aura, and they instantly turned into powder all over the sky. Jian Beichen's protective aura only caused some ripples.
These seemingly sharp rocks and vegetation did not hurt him at all. Even so, Feng Luochen still did not give up.
He kept stimulating his spiritual power, controlling the mountains, rocks, vegetation, and continuously attacking Jian Beichen. However, with the stimulation of his spiritual power, his meridians were already riddled with holes.
Blood continued to gush out from his mouth, and he was staggering, as if he would fall down at any time. Looking at Feng Luochen who was in such a state of embarrassment, Jian Beichen was naturally extremely happy.
He continued to use his protective energy to fight against the mountains, rocks, vegetation and trees in the sky. He was not in a hurry to take action because he wanted to watch Feng Luochen walk towards death step by step.
Seeing Feng Luochen's miserable situation, Su Xiner's heart suddenly ached. But in her heart, she felt helpless.
Jian Beichen's words just now were still vivid in her mind. She also knew that Jian Beichen was a person who would indeed keep his word.
Su Xiner was imprisoned by Jian Beichen and could not move at all. Even with her strength in the ninth level of the Dao realm, she could not change any situation at all.
Even if she wanted to help, could she really abandon Yaochi?
"Ever since the first saint repented of her marriage, Yaochi's status in the immortal world has also plummeted. Under the instruction of Yunshang Tiangong, many sects in the immortal world have attacked Yaochi. Many of Yaochi's cultivation resources have been occupied by them.
The disciples of the sect suffered countless casualties."
"After that, Yunshang Tiangong came forward, and I, Yaochi, kept my position among the eight major sects in the immortal world. Others didn't know the reason, so how could I not? Master really sacrificed too much for Yaochi. Master values me.
Like my own daughter, how can I let her efforts go to waste?" Su Xiner's face shed two lines of tears.
She naturally knew that Master Shen Xiangyun was willing to sacrifice his life for Jian Taixu for the sake of Yaochi. And her engagement with Jian Beichen was made by Jian Taixu and Shen Xiangyun.
Jian Beichen has long coveted Su Xiner's natural beauty. Jian Taixu has been grudged for many years because of the Yaochi Saint's regretful marriage.
If Su Xiner, the new saint, could marry her heir, Jian Taixu would naturally be happy to see it happen.
As for Shen Xiangyun, it was for Yaochi's foundation. She also talked to Su Xiner, hoping that she would agree to marry Jian Beichen for Yaochi.
Although Su Xiner was unwilling in her heart, she finally agreed for the sake of Yaochi. Originally, Su Xiner thought that her life would be so helpless.
It wasn't until Feng Luochen's appearance that her originally dark future gained a glimmer of light.
"Although Jian Beichen is the proud son of heaven, I really don't like it. If it weren't for Mr. Feng, maybe I wouldn't be happy in this life. It was he who played the song "Xiaoxiang Night Rain" that made me admire him. Yes.
He told me that life should be free and carefree, and it would be good to be unfettered."
"His appearance seemed to make me see light and hope. He is unparalleled in his cheerfulness and gentleness. He would rather bend than bend, and he is free and easy. If I can join hands with him in the mortal world, even if it is only for a short moment, I will be satisfied." Thinking of this.
At this point, Su Xiner couldn't help but feel a hint of tenderness in her eyes.
But there was an incomparable conflict in her heart. She knew that she fell in love with Feng Luochen. But for Yaochi, she could only watch helplessly as her beloved was about to die on the spot.
"I love him, but he doesn't love me. What he likes has always been Long Yimeng. Master treats me with great kindness, and Yaochi is my home. How can I ignore the safety of Yaochi? I
How can I live up to Master's expectations? Is it worth it for someone who doesn't love me?" Su Xiner sighed slightly, feeling even more desperate in her heart.
She doesn't know what she should do. One side is her sect, and the other side is her beloved.