(Cannian, Cannian, I actually fell out of the top ten)
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Spiritual Medicine Valley will eventually be richer than in ordinary places. Of course, compared with other major mountain gates, it has no advantage. In addition, there have been many battles here, and now it has become one of many true martial realm warriors.
Since it is a place of experience, no force wants to occupy it so as not to arouse the dissatisfaction of other forces.
Even though Tianshui Sect claims to be the number one sect in Tianjiang Mansion, it does not dare to fight against the three major sects joining forces.
Pseudo elixirs are hard to find after all. Chen Yuzuo Shanmei searched for more than half a month in the elixir valley, but he did not find the second pseudo elixir. However, he did find a few top-notch elixirs, which are very important to Zhenwu.
Realm warriors also have considerable benefits.
As a result, Chen Zong's cultivation reached the late stage of the fourth level of the True Martial Realm, Zongheng Kung Fu also reached the 19th level, and Zongheng Swordsmanship was naturally mastered to the 19th level, and his strength became even more powerful.
"Junior brother, let's go." Zuo Shanmei said.
"Okay." Nodding, Chen Zong and Zuo Shanmei set off to walk outside the Spiritual Medicine Valley.
As soon as they came out of the valley, a man walked towards him, with two swords on his back and an arrogant look on his face. The moment he saw Zuo Shanmei, his eyes burst out with a blade-like light, tearing through the air and shooting like cold lightning.
"Secret Fragrance Sword Zuoshanmei, let me taste your taste." The arrogant young man had an evil smile on his lips, and his words were somewhat blasphemous.
Chen Zong frowned, Zuo Shanmei's face became even colder, and his eyes were like ice that would freeze everything.
"Come on." With a weird smile on his face, the arrogant young man pulled out the two knives from his back. The blades were long and narrow, one was blue and the other was red. Their luster shone and was extremely dazzling.
Everything happened so out of nowhere, a fight for no reason.
But neither Chen Zong nor Zuo Shanmei was surprised. In the world of warriors, it is normal to encounter any situation and challenge from others at any time.
Chen Zong stepped back. The aura on this man's body fluctuated, showing his cultivation level.
Seventh level of the True Martial Realm!
Feeling that its aura is as sharp as a knife, and also carries an indescribable coldness and heat, alternating between them endlessly, it is obviously not an ordinary seventh level of true martial arts.
The names and characteristics of Tianjiang Mansion's second- and third-tier talents flashed through his mind, but none of them matched the person in front of him.
Is it a casual cultivator?
Among the casual cultivators in Tianjiang Mansion, if any seventh-level true martial artist dares to challenge Zuo Shanmei, isn't that asking for death?
Many thoughts flashed through my mind.
Zuo Shanmei's face was cold, her slender hands as white as mutton-fat jade clasped the hilt of the sword, and the sword was slowly unsheathed with an even and sweet friction sound.
The snow-white sword body reflects the sunlight, making it dazzling and charming, and the faint fragrance slowly spreads.
"Guo Tiansheng with the Setting Sun Sword, Yuan Zhenghe with the Mountain Destroyer, and Qi Wuyang with the Wind Scar, all have false reputations." The young man with the double sword smiled arrogantly: "I don't know if your Secret Fragrance Sword Zuo Shanmei can make me happy."
Every word and word is taken advantage of invisibly, which is annoying.
"After I defeat all the so-called second-line geniuses in Tianjiang Mansion, I will select your so-called first-line talents."
After saying this sentence, Chen Zong immediately understood that this person was not a warrior from Tianjiang Prefecture, but should be a practitioner from other prefectures.
This is normal. Many geniuses from Tianjiang Prefecture will leave Tianjiang Prefecture and go to other prefectures for training, challenge the geniuses from other prefectures, and hone themselves.
After the words fell, the arrogant young man spread out his swords, just like a flying swallow spreading its wings, and flew across the sky in an instant, leaving a red and a blue light strip in the air, flying with a bit of dazzling, killing towards
Zuoshanmei.
Chen Zong knew at the first glance that he would not be able to withstand the blow.
This person's words are frivolous and annoying, but he is very strong and has great skills in swordsmanship.
Zuo Shanmei struck out with one sword, crossing the world.
The knife and the sword collided in the air hundreds of times, sputtering out countless sparks. Chen Zong could only see it when he squinted his eyes, but he couldn't see everything clearly because both the arrogant young man and Zuo Shanmei were too fast.
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Chen Zong can be sure that if he fights any of them in a battle, it will be difficult to survive three attacks. This is still the best estimate.
The gap in cultivation level is too big. The gap between the fourth level of the True Martial Realm and the seventh level of the True Martial Realm is a full three-level difference. Among them, there is also the gap between the middle and late stages of the True Martial Realm.
Chen Zong did not feel depressed. Both Zuo Shanmei and the arrogant young man were older than him and had been practicing for longer than him, at least several years. Moreover, they were also very talented and from good backgrounds.
He received excellent training since he was a child, and he had an advantage over himself from the beginning.
However, Chen Zong is confident that he will catch up with them or even surpass them in the next few years.
Concentrate, Chen Zong narrowed his eyes and concentrated all his energy on watching the battle between the two. He did not blink his eyes and tried his best to comprehend and absorb. This level of battle is still of great help to him.
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Snow-white and cold sword light spread in all directions, and countless frosts floated in the air.
The red sword light passed by, bringing with it an astonishing heat that melted the ice and frost in the air and spread it, turning into countless white water vapor that curled up and spread around.
Then, the blue sword light passed by, and countless water vapor was frozen in an instant, surrounding the blue sword light and re-condensing into ice, which moved with the knife, making the ice colder even more intense.
The two knives brought up a red blazing light band and a blue icy light band, surrounding them, one after another, surrounding Zuoshan Mei. Gradually, a strange force field of alternating hot and cold was formed.
It constantly involves the surrounding people and affects Zuo Shanmei.
The light band was bright and gradually became dazzling. After looking at it for a long time, Chen Zong felt dizzy.
Zuo Shanmei has perfected the Zongheng Sword Technique. Her current cultivation is at the peak of the seventh level of the True Martial Realm, and the corresponding Zongheng Kung Fu level is the twenty-eighth level. She has also practiced the Zongheng Sword Technique to the twenty-eighth form, which is so powerful.
, is even more terrifying.
Snow-white and cold sword light broke through the sky, beams of light crisscrossing all directions, sharp, cold, and extremely powerful. The two swords trembled, and the red and blue light bands also fluctuated, as if there were signs of collapse at any time.
The frivolity on the arrogant young man's face completely disappeared, leaving only solemnity.
Zuo Shanmei's sword brought a lot of pressure to him. Compared with the previously mentioned Sunset Sword Guo Tiansheng, Mountain Destroyer Yuan Zhenghe, Wind Scar Qi Wuyang and others, it was indeed much stronger.
However, this is more interesting.
The ultimate goal of coming out to practice is to challenge different opponents, find out your own shortcomings, absorb the opponent's strengths, and ultimately improve yourself, constantly improve yourself, and make yourself stronger.
The arrogant young man immediately used his heaven-level sword skills to the extreme. The interweaving of red and blue, the alternation of hot and cold, caused the surrounding air to constantly change.
Sometimes it's white mist, sometimes it's frost.
Compared with the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, this swordsmanship has more changes, and it also has fire-like heat and ice-like coldness. The alternation between cold and heat will further weaken the opponent's strength and make it easier for the opponent.
Falling into exhaustion, the intertwined red and blue light bands carry power fluctuations that confuse the spirit.
This is a very terrible sword technique.
But no matter how your sword skills change, no matter how hot or cold your sword skills are, I will break it with one sword. Zuo Shanmei's face will not change, his eyes are like ice sapphires, and there will be no disturbance at all.
Compared with that sword technique, Chen Zong paid more attention to Zuo Shanmei's Zongheng sword technique. After all, he also practiced Zongheng sword technique and could get inspiration from it.
"Bipolar? Ice and fire!" With a low shout, the arrogant young man's double swords paused slightly. The red and blue swords flashed before suddenly exploding, covering all directions.
The two swords rotated in the light, endlessly, making it difficult to distinguish the front, back, left, and right. They were so densely packed that they were killing Zuoshanmei from different angles.
In the twenty-eighth stance of the Vertical and Horizontal Sword Technique, the ice-cold snow-white sword light rotates, coming from all directions, and then turns into a bright white sword light as thick as an arm, like frost and thunder, carrying astonishing power, and it is extremely powerful.
One sword can smash through the sky.
With one strike of the sword, countless blades of light were shattered and dissipated like mirror flowers and water moon.
But the arrogant young man also used his second move. The broken sword light condensed in the sky, turning into a red and blue sword and slashing down in the air. If there was a mountain in front of him, it would be cut open by this sword.
A trace of solemnity flashed in Zuo Shanmei's eyes, but she didn't even have the slightest intention to dodge, and she still struck out with her sword.
The sound of the sword roared across the sky and the earth, and the sword light like frost and thunder pierced the sky again.
The sword was shattered, but Zuo Shanmei retreated continuously.
This arrogant young man's cultivation level is even higher than that of Zuo Shanmei. He is at the limit of the seventh level of the True Martial Realm and is close to the eighth level of the True Martial Realm. He has also practiced the best heaven-level techniques, and the purity of his real power is slightly better than that of Zuo Shanmei.
, and after repeated battles, Zuo Shanmei also found that this person's physical training was not inferior to her own.
A powerful enemy!
It is difficult to defeat the opponent.
Suddenly, Chen Zong noticed that Zuo Shanmei's aura had changed in an instant.
This is a very mysterious change, as if the cold aura of Zuo Shanmei was condensed in an instant, and increased incrementally on the original basis.
Immediately, Chen Zong saw Zuo Shanmei's red lips move slightly.
"Secret Sword...Point Star!"
The slight voice fell, and an extremely condensed aura with extremely powerful vertical and horizontal strength was instantly poured into the snow-white sword in his hand. There seemed to be a faint light flashing past and condensing at the tip of the sword.
Stab out with a sword!
Chen Zong had never seen or heard of this sword before. It was far away, but it gave Chen Zong a creepy feeling in an instant. It was as if he could not resist even the slightest bit despite all his efforts. All resistance would be there.
He was defeated and pierced by this sword.
Although the arrogant young man was much stronger than Chen Zong, he faced Zuo Shanmei's sword and endured greater pressure. His face changed drastically, his pupils shrank like needles, and he was filled with horror.
The extremely terrifying sword made his scalp numb, as if he was about to be killed.
In an instant, the arrogant young man burst out with all his strength, and his two swords danced together, even the wind could not blow in.
A bit of cold light shot through the air, and the sword light condensed like a wall, and then shattered like a mirror. The arrogant young man flew out upside down, and a stream of blood beads streaked through the air, shining bright red in the sunlight, which was shocking.