The seven people watching the battle were dumbfounded and swallowed their saliva, but they did not dare to make any sound. They just kept retreating and looking far away.
Wang Jian shouted in a low voice, the spear was like a dragon, and sometimes the spear was accompanied by dragon-shaped energy, sometimes it turned into a strong wind, and sometimes there were even clouds and mist, and white frost attached to it.
Various strange phenomena are astonishing.
Even Song Que was like this, but his fighting spirit was wild, and he laughed loudly and slashed with his sword.
The epiphany that was interrupted when he drilled through the 100,000 soldiers of the Sirius Kingdom faintly came to mind again.
Under the powerful oppression of Song Que's Heavenly Sword, he was transforming.
The martial arts he had learned, such as the Hundred Strikes of a Prairie Fire, the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, the Flying Immortal from Heaven, the Dragon-Subduing Divine Kick, etc. all came to mind one by one. Even the martial arts that he had not specialized in before, such as the Unparalleled Imperial Fist, shrouded his mind.
His marksmanship gradually broke away from the shackles of a prairie fire with hundreds of blows. With one point of spear intention as the foundation and the martial arts he learned as the trunk, new branches and leaves bloomed faintly.
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't grasp that glimmer of inspiration. He always felt that something was missing, and he couldn't truly break out of his cocoon and become a butterfly.
But even so, the power of the marksmanship has increased sharply.
A prairie fire can be struck with a hundred blows, and the Heavenly Sword is not weak. Li Ruohai can compete with a figure who is about to shatter the void. If he had not consumed a lot before the battle with Pang Ban and was seriously injured, he would not have been so fragile and his heart was shattered. He died.
But the third strongest person in Ruinu Fanyun and the three great masters in this world, Song Que, are both at the same level.
But the Hundred Strikes of Starting a Prairie Fire is not Wang Jian's martial art after all. Although it is powerful, it is not suitable. After all, he has never learned the exclusive method of starting a prairie fire, let alone comprehended the concept of "Flashing the Heart".
His delay in reaching Consummation is also due to this aspect.
In the martial arts journey, learning from others is ultimately inferior, and you have to find your own way.
Song Que and Shi Zhixuan have both gone their own way. If it weren't for the limitations of the world, it might be even more terrifying.
On the contrary, he has so many trump cards and his strength has reached the Tongxuan realm, but he is still following the path of his predecessors and is far inferior.
Wang Jian is self-aware, but he doesn't want to be pulled away like this.
At this moment, I noticed this change, devoted myself wholeheartedly, silently realized it, and pursued the opportunity to break out of the cocoon.
Wang Jian gained something under pressure, let alone Song Que who had a higher understanding.
The martial arts learned by the former are extremely powerful and truly extraordinary when displayed in the marksmanship.
Song Que was also feeling more relaxed than ever before, especially when the spear intent suppressed his sword intent, and he really felt that the other party had restrained himself.
Because that spear intention was too long and sharp, it had surpassed his sword intention.
Under such circumstances, he went all out and everything he learned blossomed at this moment.
The two of them fought more and more excitedly, fighting with all their strength and no longer holding back. Every move seemed to kill the enemy.
But everyone could see that they didn't care about life or death and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the duel.
The fighting spirit is compelling and extremely cold!
"Wang Jian, let me ask the seventh question: Heaven's style is all over the place, Yang Li loves death?"
There was a sharp roar for no reason, and the entire sky seemed to be covered by the sword intent, and the light was withdrawn and dimmed.
In the darkness, a sword light so sharp that it could cut through the heaven and earth roared towards him.
Wang Jian was shocked. This bastard was almost affecting the celestial phenomena. What a powerful force this was.
You must know that even if he is in the Tongxuan realm, he cannot affect the celestial phenomena. He can only affect the celestial phenomena with his tyrannical cultivation after attaining the Taoist realm.
People in this world are so hopeless that they can exaggerate to such an extent.
Although it is just a little change and does not form a real night, this change is the most difficult.
Everything is difficult at the beginning, but once you start, the rest of the journey is just accumulation.
Although limited by the world, it still has extraordinary potential.
It was too late for him to marvel, this sword was too exaggerated, and he had no confidence to resist it.
Everything I have learned is difficult to compete with.
Even if he is beaten away, with his physical fitness, there is no need to worry about his life being in danger.
As soon as this thought came out, he was immediately driven away.
Such a perfect sword would be a waste if it were to be resisted by the body.
He really wanted to have a hearty battle with Song Que. It had nothing to do with his cultivation or physical body, it was just a duel between sword skills and spear skills.
It may be the blooming of martial arts will, or it may be that it has already reached the edge of breakthrough.
At this moment, he seemed to hear the sound of broken glass.
Countless martial arts shrouded my mind, surged out, and quickly combined, as if they were merging into one.
Blessings reach the soul and are pierced with a spear.
This shot seems ordinary, but it contains an elegant flavor, as if the biting wind is mixed with ice, frost, clouds and mist, penetrating everything.
The gloomy feeling was immediately dispelled, and the only light of the sword also paused.
But soon, the back force of the sword light exploded, as if it wanted to swallow the spear light.
But the spear light is obviously not simple. The power of the three-point return to the source is extremely condensed.
In an instant, under the pull of the spear light, the sword light also shattered, creating countless fragments and shooting everywhere.
"Good marksmanship!"
Song Que looked at Wang Jian who was retreating continuously, and marveled. The Narcissus Sword condensed slightly, and the sword intent surged towards Wang Jian overwhelmingly.
This is the eighth question of Heavenly Sword: Nuwa has a body, who can craft it?
This sword, as if transcending the limitations of the world, turned into a giant, making it difficult to capture.
The profound meaning in it is enough to annihilate people's spiritual consciousness.
Since the previous shot, Wang Jian was overwhelmed with inspiration. The spear turned into an afterimage, and countless ice-like spear lights formed in front of him, shooting out from the branches with the force of heavy rain.
The gun gleams were chopped into pieces one after another, and the sharp blade of the Narcissus knife seemed to be trying to kill him.
Unexpectedly, the spear that was completely covered in frost produced a terrifying pulling force, quickly gathering the surrounding cold air that affected the ambient temperature, causing the spear body to instantly pierce the blade like ice crystals.
Ding!
The clear sound was very pleasant, and the seven people who were watching the battle fell back one after another as if they were struck by lightning.
Song Yuzhi and Song Shidao, who were the weakest in cultivation, both turned pale.
Wang Jian took a few dozen steps back and stood on the edge of the cliff, his chest heaving violently, and blood even flowed from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Song Que who was floating on the ground with some dejection.
"I lost!"
The voice was low, but there was no doubt about it.
He knew that he was defeated miserably, but with his physical fitness, he was actually beaten to blood, which was enough to illustrate the horror of the opponent's sword.
His strength is limited and he has no defense. He is very aware of how perverted he is. He understands that if he were of the same physical quality as Song Que, he would have been split in half with a knife.
He was defeated by force, but this battle had already yielded results. He could clearly feel that his marksmanship had made great progress.
Although his martial arts skills can't be said to be melted into one, he still found an opportunity.
This is often the most difficult, but once you step into it, the whole realm is different.