Wang Junchen stopped and looked at Wei Junnian calmly.
The whole place was silent.
The battle was even again.
In the short three minutes just now, Wang Junchen struck out more than 300 swords in total. No accident, not a single sword could break through the protective net of Weijun Nian's spiritual thoughts.
Divine thoughts are invisible and mysterious.
"It is indeed the most mysterious Art of No Regrets in the Northern Realm. Without a stronger attack, it is impossible to break through your defense!"
"The mind is invisible. The mind is the perception. It can judge everything faster than the eyes. It is very powerful."
Wang Junchen nodded, very impressed.
"You are also very powerful. In the foundation-building realm, you could force me to use the No Regrets Powerful Art. I thought Zhao Chu was the only one."
Wei Junnian slowly opened his eyes.
I closed my eyes just now because I wanted to focus my mind more so that I could use the power of my spiritual thoughts.
"Princess, do you have any more powerful magical powers?"
At this time, Wang Junchen continued to ask calmly.
His tone was neither sad nor happy, just like two friends talking.
"Wang Junchen, if you continue to use the ordinary Taoist skills of the Foundation Establishment Realm, it will be impossible to break through the defensive network of the Unrepentant Mighty God Art. Of course, if you can use the golden elixir magical power again, I will be defeated. Unfortunately, you, like me, will use all your strength to
exhaust!"
Hearing this, Weijun Nian shook his head.
Tie!
When it comes to ordinary Taoism, he is no match for Wang Junchen.
But no matter how superb Wang Junchen's swordsmanship is, he can't break through his own spiritual defense network.
If they continue to waste time, they will only be wasting time.
But this draw also made Wei Junnian feel disappointed and full of frustration.
The demonic power of Tianci Sect was beyond her imagination.
I haven't really seen Shaozong Zhao Chu yet, but I can't help but get a frost-sealed body.
"If this is your trump card, then... princess, you lose!"
Then, Wang Junchen raised his head.
As soon as he finished speaking, Weijun Nian's beautiful eyes suddenly froze.
Underfoot!
She had been defending Wang Junchen's sword curtain, but she neglected to step on Mu's feet.
…
Is it over?
On the high platform, the generals were all moved.
Being able to fight to a draw with Weijun Nian, Wang Junchen is enough to become famous in the Northern Territory.
You know, looking at the entire northern realm, there are currently only two people who have defeated a powerful Jindan head-on.
The first is Shaozong Zhao Chu.
The second is the thought of majesty.
Now there is one more person, Wang Junchen!
Nie Chenxi's face was filled with frost, and Qing Tianyi was even more angry and had a toothache.
On the giant chariot of Tianci Sect, Li Jiuchuan and others nodded, already satisfied.
After all, Wei Junnian is the trump card of the Divine Power Imperial Court. It is enough for Wang Junchen to fight to a draw.
In this battle, the younger generation of the Tianci Sect completely trampled the Divine Power Imperial Court under their feet.
"Eh...something's wrong!"
Suddenly, Jing Qingsu was stunned.
At this time, those Nascent Soul experts showed strange expressions.
Under the feet of Weijun Nian, there are strange fluctuations!
…
Wire!
Under the sun, a crystal clear line of ice suddenly rose from Wei Junnian's feet.
Buzz buzz!
In the next breath, small snow bugs, like transparent fireflies emerging from their shells, instantly surrounded Weijun Nian.
These little snow bugs are crude and harmless, without any sharp aura.
But in the blink of an eye, they soared into the sky like hurricanes, and there were so many of them. Moreover, these little snow bugs were connected to each other by dense threads, like a large crystal clear net, covering all directions of the Majesty's Thought.
panic!
At the moment when the sudden change occurred, Wei Junnian's pretty face turned pale and her expression changed drastically.
far away!
Countless people were commotion, with faces full of surprise.
Wei Junnian stretched out his hand and easily broke an ice thread, leaving him vulnerable to a single blow.
pity.
There are so many ice and snow bugs that when one wire breaks, three more wires are immediately connected, which is annoying.
"Princess Jun Nian, there is no need to be surprised. I just cut more than 300 swords and planted more than 900 ice worms under your feet. These ice worms do no harm and will only spit out some useless ice threads."
Wang Junchen held the ice sword in his palm again, and the sword energy soared into the sky.
"I can crush all these ice worms in one minute. What do you mean?"
Wei Junnian had a bad premonition in his heart.
"Princess, please."
"But if you use Taoist magic rashly, you won't be able to focus on activating the spiritual defense of the Unrepentant Mighty God Technique. When you compete with the swordsmanship of the Foundation Establishment Realm, you are no match for me. I'm right!"
"In one minute, you are enough to destroy these ice worms. But in one minute, I am sure that I will kill the princess three times."
Wang Junchen said calmly.
"you……!"
Hearing this, Weijun wanted to refute, but was speechless for a moment.
Wang Junchen has a tiger in his heart, and he smells the rose carefully.
In just a few minutes, he found the flaw in the Divine Art of No Regret.
That’s right!
If you want to use spiritual defense, you must concentrate.
Let alone performing Taoist magic, keeping your eyes open will affect your thoughts and make you unable to concentrate.
"Princess, shatter those threads quickly!"
At this time, a general shouted from a distance.
silence!
In the center of the battle platform, he remained indifferent.
Weijun thought that she could easily break those ice lines, but she still didn't do it.
Instead, Wang Junchen calmly walked towards Wei Junnian step by step.
…
Divine Power Imperial Court, Tianyan Courtyard.
"Great Emperor, you are out of seclusion."
Wei Tianhai walked to Tianyan Courtyard calmly, and the elders quickly paid their respects.
At this moment, in the light curtain of Tianyan Academy, the scene of Weijun Nian being surrounded by ice threads was being played out.
"The Emperor, Princess and Wang Junchen are tied for now!"
An elder Tianyan stepped forward quickly.
"That's right, the most original power of our Divine Power Imperial Court is the power of spiritual thoughts. Although the princess has not yet obtained the golden elixir, her spiritual power is invincible in the Foundation Establishment Realm."
Another Tianyan elder quickly agreed.
"Lost!"
At this time, Wei Tianhai smiled coldly.
"Jun Nian lost. No matter how amazing her talent is, she lacks combat experience and is soft-hearted. This is a flaw."
"Wang Junchen's ice line will interfere with Jun Nian and make Jun Nian passive."
Wei Tianhai said slowly.
"Princess can stand still, continue to defend with the power of her mind, and ignore those military lines."
Another elder said.
"It's useless. If you lose, you lose."
"The power of spiritual thoughts is powerful precisely because it is unpredictable, invisible and colorless. The reason why Wang Junchen's sword cannot break through Jun Nian's spiritual network is because he can't find any flaws in the network."
"Now these ice threads are like a layer of fuel poured on the spiritual network. The power of spiritual thoughts is invisible and colorless, and it is instantly useless."
Wei Tianhai smiled bitterly.
"Shen Fusheng, Shen Fusheng... On the day of worship at our Shen Cang Martial Academy, you sent such a congratulatory gift, defeating all the young talents of my Shenwei Imperial Court, and completely breaking Shenwei's Taoist heart.
, What a vicious strategy."
Wei Tianhai took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.
What's even more terrifying is that Zhao Chu, the powerful young sect of the Tianci Sect, didn't come at all, and he seemed to disdain him at all.
…
Heavenly Sect!
Shen Fusheng and others are also paying attention to this battle.
In the head's hall, all the Nascent Soul elders of the Tianci Sect gathered in front of the light curtain.
"Okay, haha!"
Lu Xiu Ming slapped the table.
"The power of Wei Jun Nian's spiritual thoughts is invisible, colorless, and unpredictable. It is not a defense without blind spots at all. The ice threads that Wang Junchen can use at the Qi Refining Realm are woven into a network, completely connecting the mysterious and unpredictable gods.
The power of mind is exposed to the light, so that the defense of Weijun's "Unregretful Power of God" will have a flaw!"
Everyone in Tianci Sect smiled.
Sitting next to him, Master Shaozong also nodded silently, frowning in thought.
Um!
At first glance, this young sect seems to be very serious.
Of course, the calmness in silence is also the essence of Zhao Chu.
…
"You lose!"
In the center of the battle platform.
Wang Junchen's sword stabbed out flatly.
Wei Junnian is determined to fight with her sword, but she is not sure of victory.
As it should.
She closed her beautiful eyes and repeated her old tricks. She used the spiritual defense of the Powerless Art to defend herself again.
pity!
This time, the network of ice lines suddenly shrank towards Wei Junnian's delicate body, like a fishing net with no dead ends.
Melt!
The ice line is indeed very fragile.
When it touches the barrier of spiritual power, the ice line melts directly.
In an instant.
Large areas of the ice line have evaporated.
Of course, at some tricky angles, many ice lines penetrated through the invisible network and continued to stick to Wei Junnian's body.
That’s right!
The ice line fishing net is just a pot of dye.
The spiritual defense of Weijun Nian is valuable because it is unpredictable and powerful because it is invisible and colorless, and has no flaws.
Under the cover of the ice line, some flaws and some tricky trajectories were finally exposed to everyone's eyes.
Like scars, shocking.
Wang Junchen's sword is very accurate and very poisonous.
Step by step, the sword cuts silently.
Like a sword bursting from another world, it cuts straight towards Weijun Nian.
…
"Haha, Old Wangtou is indeed a monster. He can win in this situation."
In the distance, Zhao Chu was running towards here quickly.
Wang Junchen's victory was all determined by Lao Lao's fighting experience.
If those ice worms want to cover the majestic thoughts, they must be arranged early, so that they can exert their power instantly and gather into a fishing net in an instant.
This requires a layout process.
But Wang Junchen's more than 300 swords before were just feints to protect the ice worms.
Weijun Nian only knows passive defense.
With her combat experience, she never expected Wang Junchen’s back-up plan, so she lost!
…
"Princess, you lose, accept it!"
Next breath.
Wei Junnian's neck felt a cold touch.
For the first time, she panicked.
So close to death.
"mean!"
"The people of Tianci Sect are indeed devils and despicable villains!"
Then, Wei Junnian slowly opened his eyes.
Wang Junchen was right in front of him, and the cold sword in his hand was pressed against his neck calmly, like a chain that controlled his life.
This sword is like a poisonous snake, penetrating the most tricky flaws, and also penetrating all the pride and self-confidence of Weijun Nian.
On the high platform, those Nascent Souls were so frightened that they were covered in cold sweat.
Weijun Nian's life is in Wang Junchen's hand.
"Princess, you want peace for the people. Your ambition is good, but people's hearts are complicated, and you can't change anything by being stupid and kind!"
chuckled.
Wang Junchen slowly put away his sword.
He couldn't kill Wei Junnian. Even though his sword was pressed against Wei Junnian's neck, there were threats from Nascent Soul in all directions.
In order to protect Weijun Nian, some Nascent Souls will do whatever it takes.
…
"Haha, Wei Tianhai, I am quite satisfied with this gift!"
At this moment, a huge light curtain suddenly unfolded over the Shenwei Imperial Capital.
Within the light curtain, Shen Fusheng wore a black robe and laughed.
Because of this battle, the fortune of the Divine Power Imperial Court declined for three years.
The fighting spirit of the young generation was completely shattered.
"A victory or defeat can't decide anything!"
At this time, a light curtain also unfolded in the sky above the city within the city. Its hugeness was not weaker than the Tianci Sect's light curtain.
The emperor comes out of seclusion!
The ministers of the Divine Power Imperial Court all knelt down and worshiped.
After Wei Tianhai let everyone level up, he stared at Shen Fusheng coldly through the light curtain.
Although they are millions of miles apart, the eyes of the leaders of the two major forces are filled with unending fighting spirit!
…
"Now is the opportunity!"
At this moment, in the corner that everyone ignored, Lin Honglu's pupils flashed with resentment.
Not far away from him, Lin Hongyan, a little thief, was briefly distracted because of the appearance of Wei Tianhai.
He whipped out the Shengxuan Torture Spear, targeting Lin Hongyan's neck.
Stunned!
The next breath, Lin Hongyan broke out in cold sweat.
A suffocating murderous intent completely swallowed him up.
Can't breathe!
Such a short distance and such a sudden attack gave Lin Hongyan no time to react.
The breath of death had already touched Lin Hongyan's cheek.
The next second, he will be beyond redemption.
"Lin Honglu...you!"
Lin Hongyan was dumbfounded and had no chance.
"Lin Hongyan, I said, I will kill you. The Shengxuan Punishment Spear is the punishment gun of the Shengxuan Imperial Court. It has a natural suppressive force on the Lin family bloodline, and you have no power to resist."
Lin Honglu smiled ferociously.
This is his trump card.
Lin Hongyan is desperate!
…
"Lin Hongyan, I once told you not to let down any guard. Even if you are facing a piece of shit, he will stink you to death at the right time!"
Next breath, life will be lost!
The imprisonment in his bloodline made it difficult for Lin Hongyan to breathe, let alone resist.
At this time, I remembered a calm voice in my ears.
At the same time, a palm appeared in front of his neck and lightly held the Shengxuan Torture Spear.
A critical moment.
The cold gun light had even scratched the skin in front of Lin Hongyan's throat.
Lin Dongweasel!
Lin Hongyan collapsed, feeling like he had just crawled out of hell. He turned his head again, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
Boom!
In the sky, the two leaders were still looking at each other from a distance. The world was dead silent, and even the wind did not dare to continue flowing, fearing the monstrous momentum of the two Nascent Souls.
It was at this time.
There was a shocking loud noise in the sky, and a figure threw a parabola in the air.
Bang!
That figure actually hit the center of the mighty war wheel hard in front of everyone.
The huge war wheels were vibrating and buzzing, and the sound waves spread three miles away. Countless trees in the distance swayed back and forth, and weeds on the ground were rolled up one after another.
Lin Honglu was surprised.
This heavy sound startled him, and then he was shocked to find that the Shengxuan torture gun in his palm had been taken away.
Later.
Zhao Chu swung his big arm and threw out the Shengxuan Torture Spear.
A golden light draws a bright trajectory in the sky, chasing the wind and the sun, aiming directly at the mighty war wheel. The horse is like a long golden bridge, connecting the sun and the moon, spanning the sky.