Facing the all-things sword technique displayed by Lu Fantian, Zhang Ruochen immediately calmed down, mobilized his sword intention, hit the hilt of the sword with his palm, and knocked Shen Yuan's ancient sword away.
"Wow!"
Shen Yuan's ancient sword was like a black light shuttle. It was extremely fast. It formed an arc in mid-air, flew through the circle of sword energy formed by all kinds of sword techniques, and stabbed Lu Fantian's vest from behind.
At the same time, Zhang Ruochen's arms glowed with cyan light.
Qingxu Zhenqi circulates rapidly in the meridians, pours into the sea of ââââqi, and collects at the thumbs of both hands.
Two sword waves flew out from his thumb.
Lu Fantian had known for a long time that Zhang Ruochen had reached the state of clear sword heart, so he was not surprised at all when Zhang Ruochen displayed his sword control skills.
His expression was calm and his steps were a little faster.
"break!"
He used the sword technique of all things to smash the two sword waves fired by Zhang Ruochen. With a wave of his arm, he fired out a sword light and struck Zhang Ruochen's neck first.
Use offense as defense.
As long as Zhang Ruochen is forced to defend passively, his sword control skills will be useless.
Although Lu Fantian's swordsmanship did not reach the level of the transparency of the sword's heart, it still reached the peak of the sword's ability to follow one's heart.
"All things have no boundaries, one sword is directed towards the gods."
The third sword of all things swordsmanship, the sword power is domineering and shocking; the sword energy is like ten thousand years of ice; the sword light is more dazzling than the scorching sun.
"What a powerful sword." Zhang Ruochen secretly praised it in his heart.
If he didn't mobilize the power of his martial soul, Zhang Ruochen would definitely not be able to block this sword.
"Okay! The body of the sacred tree is well-deserved."
Zhang Ruochen took back Shen Yuan's ancient sword, laughed loudly, and used the movement technique of Flying Dragon Shadow to control the wind. He kept stepping on his feet, like a dragon flying, he kept dodging and drawing swords, hoping to defeat Lu Fantian with skill.
All things swordsmanship.
On the heaven-level platform, dragon-shaped shadows appeared one after another, shuttling between the sword auras.
Lu Fantian said: "Zhang Ruochen, why don't you release your martial spirit?"
"It's still a little bit short." Zhang Ruochen said.
Lu Fantian asked in confusion: "What?"
"You haven't shown your full strength yet. When you show your final trump card, I will definitely release my martial spirit." Although Zhang Ruochen was surrounded by dangers, he still did not release his martial spirit.
With Lu Fantian's current strength, he can't be forced to use his martial spirit.
"In that case, then as you wish."
As the zhenqi circulated, the long hair on Lu Fantian's head stood up upside down, like a fighting demon king, and shouted: "Martial soul combined sword."
Originally, the sacred tree martial spirit floating above Lu Fantian turned into a soul shadow, flew in front of him, and merged with the golden war sword.
"Wow"
The golden war sword immediately emitted golden light, forming the shadow of a four-meter-long giant sword. The shadow of the giant sword was wrapped around the outside of the sword body.
The golden war sword seemed to have developed spirituality, and it was rapidly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed, staring at Lu Fantian's sword, and said: "That's... that's..."
In the past, Zhang Ruochen only thought that Lu Fantian's sword was an eleventh-level true weapon. It was not until this moment that he used his Heavenly Eyes to see clearly that it was actually a wooden sword.
A wooden sword whittled from a piece of divine wood.
The golden threads on the sword are not inlaid into it the day after tomorrow, but are connected to the meridians of the sacred tree.
It should be noted that the sacred tree connecting the sky was cut off in the Middle Ages.
Legend has it that every vessel made of the sacred tree has spirituality and can absorb spiritual energy, grow automatically, and even feed spiritual energy back to the owner.
It can be said that any sacred wood vessel is a priceless treasure, and cannot be compared to ordinary true martial arts treasures.
In other words, Lu Fantian's divine wood sword can also grow. If it can absorb enough wood-attributed original energy, it may even have a chance to grow to the level of a holy sword in the future.
Of course, other people's martial arts cannot be fused with the divine wood sword, but what Lu Fantian cultivated was the divine wood martial spirit.
The fusion of the Shenmu Wuhun and the Shenmu Sword greatly increases their power, quickly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and pushing the power of the Shenmu Sword to the extreme.
Zhang Ruochen immediately released his martial spirit, mobilized the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and gathered it towards him.
Zhang Ruochen's strength increased rapidly. He grabbed the flying ancient sword of Shen Yuan, circulated his true energy, activated the inscriptions in the sword, and faced it.
He will go all out to fight Lu Fantian in a real sense.
"Bang!"
The two swords intersected and made a loud noise, like two lightning bolts striking together.
Lu Fantian's figure trembled, unable to bear the huge force, and took a step back slightly.
"My martial spirit is already very powerful, but... Zhang Ruochen's martial spirit is actually even more powerful than mine."
Under the impact of Zhang Ruochen's sword moves, Lu Fantian felt as if the sacred tree realm was about to be shattered.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Zhang Ruochen performed eleven sword moves in a row, each sword stronger than the last. Finally, at the eleventh sword, Lu Fantian was forced to the edge of the battle stage.
With a swish sound, the sword flashed.
Shen Yuan's ancient sword was pointed at Lu Fantian's neck, pressed against the top of his throat. With just a little force from Zhang Ruochen, he could cut off Lu Fantian's head.
Lu Fantian gritted his teeth, his eyes showed an expression of disbelief, staring at Zhang Ruochen standing opposite, and said: "This... this is your true strength..."
Zhang Ruochen took back his sword and said: "I have used my full strength, and I respect you as an opponent."
Lu Fantian said with some self-deprecation: "If we had fought three days ago, I didn't refine Ziyun Agarwood at that time, so I might not be able to block your three moves. No wonder you didn't want to fight me at that time."
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "That's not necessarily the case. Three days ago, my swordsmanship was not up to the current level."
Why did Zhang Ruochen say such a thing?
Lu Fantian stared at Zhang Ruochen with some confusion. In the end, he didn't ask any more questions. He could only guess in his heart that Zhang Ruochen had some kind of adventure in the past three days.
Zhang Ruochen's swordsmanship is indeed frighteningly brilliant.
Lu Fantian has never conquered anyone, but today, he was really conquered by Zhang Ruochen's sword skills.
"I will remember today's defeat in my heart. In the future, we will definitely have time to fight again."
After saying this, Lu Fantian walked off the fighting platform.
Although he admired Zhang Ruochen's swordsmanship, he did not admit defeat. As long as he could break through to the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm as soon as possible, he would be sure to defeat Zhang Ruochen.
How can we break through to the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm as quickly as possible?
The battlefield of Ruins Realm!
Lu Fantian made the decision to go to the Xujie battlefield to experience life and death. Only by constantly fighting can his fighting skills and fighting will be improved again. Only in the future will he have a chance to defeat Zhang Ruochen.
The purple-robed old man sitting above the heaven-level battle platform nodded, with a smile on his face, and announced: "Zhang Ruochen from Wu City Academy, defeated Lu Fantian from the Holy Sword Holy Land, and became the 5800th place on the "Tian Ranking", accumulating
Military merit is worth 287,000 points."
"He defeated Lu Fantian with only eleven moves. The young king's reputation is indeed well-deserved." The bald man laughed loudly and became more and more interested in Zhang Ruochen.
"Lu Fantian is only ranked 5,800 on the "Heaven Ranking". Even if he is defeated, it won't be a big deal." The masked woman said coldly.
The bald man stared at her and said: "Lu Fantian's strength is definitely not as simple as the 5800th place. If he hadn't met Zhang Ruochen, with his strength, he would definitely be able to enter the top 2000 of the "Tian Ranking", or even
Even more advanced. Moreover, Lu Fantian is only at the extreme level of Tianji Realm, and there is still a lot of room for improvement."
"Really? Then I'll give it a try. How strong is Zhang Ruochen?"
When the masked woman finished the word "strong", she was already standing on the heaven-level battle platform, opposite Zhang Ruochen.
There were many martial arts masters present, but there were very few people who could clearly see her movements.
The young geniuses who were sitting next to the masked woman were all shocked. Only then did they realize that there was such a powerful master sitting next to them.
"What a powerful woman. Just the movement she performed just now is beyond our reach. Who is she? Is she also a master of the "Tianbang"?"
"She must be a master of the "Tianbang", otherwise, how could she challenge Zhang Ruochen?"
Zhang Ruochen glanced at the masked woman and suddenly felt a familiar feeling. He was sure that he must have seen her before.
Then, Zhang Ruochen mobilized his strong mental power to observe the woman. After a while, he already knew it and said: "It turns out to be you."
"Can you see through me?" the masked woman said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Your disguise is flawless. Even a warrior in the fish and dragon realm can't see through your true identity. However, you can't hide it from me."
Then, Zhang Ruochen called out her name, "The proud daughter of the Black Market First Grade Hall, Orange Moon Star Envoy, did I call her correctly?"
Zhang Ruochen didn't have much interaction with Orange Moon Star Envoy. He could only meet him a few times, and each time, Orange Moon Star Envoy was covered with a veil.
If Zhang Ruochen's mental power hadn't reached level 41, it would have been impossible to see through her true form.
"boom!"
Hearing Zhang Ruochen call out the masked woman's name, the entire martial arts arena exploded. Everyone looked in disbelief and exclaimed.
As we all know, Wushi Bank and Black Market are old enemies. They have been fighting openly and covertly for many years, and they have deep grudges. Who would have thought that the Star Envoy of Black Market Yipintang would dare to enter Wushi Bank's territory alone?