"This spiritual power...is the spiritual power of the Fourth Grade Dacheng?"
Feeling the powerful spiritual power bursting out of Zhuo Wen's body, Zhu Chi's pupils shrank to the extreme, and a look of shock spread across his face.
Although Zhuo Wen had already exposed his identity as a fourth-grade arcanist when he was in the trial mountain, Zhuo Wen's mental power at that time was only a small achievement of the fourth grade, but now Zhuo Wen's mental power is better than the last trial.
It is much more powerful in the mountain. This is obviously the power that only the fourth-grade Dacheng spiritual power has.
Creak!
"Fourth level of great spiritual power?"
At this moment, no matter how calm Lu Yitao was, his heart was shocked by the facts in front of him. You must know that Zhuo Wen was less than twenty years old, and it was already extremely remarkable for him to become a fourth-grade arcanist at such an age.
Even as arrogant as Lu Yitao, he can't help but admire Zhuo Wen's powerful talent in mental power. However, after the arcanist reaches the fourth level, promotion is as difficult as climbing to the sky. If there is no good opportunity and understanding, he may be stuck for a lifetime.
But Zhuo Wen's mental power has only reached the fourth level of minor achievement not long ago, and now he has successfully advanced to the fourth level of great achievement. Isn't this speed a bit too fast?
Not only Lu Yitao, Luo Xing, Qin Batian and others, the expressions on their faces were no better at this moment, but now they discovered that the strongest thing about Zhuo Wen was probably not his terrifying physical strength, but the fact that he was already at the fourth level.
Dacheng’s spiritual power.
"How many trump cards does Zhuo Wen have? Why do I feel like he has endless trump cards?" Qin Batian smiled bitterly and stared at the golden figure in the sky with fear.
He discovered that every time everyone thought that Zhuo Wen would fail and die, this kid would come up with a unique trump card and save the day every time.
This was the case with Xu Tianliang, and it was the same with Zhu Chi now. At this moment, Qin Batian also felt a sense of awe in his heart towards the figure like a little sun in the sky. He knew very well that if he
Facing this Zhuo Wen will only lead to defeat in the end.
"Zhu Chi, it's not up to you to decide whether I'm qualified or not, it's up to my subordinates to see what they can do! Come on! Let me see your strongest ability, otherwise, you will definitely lose."
At this moment, the endless spiritual power formed a huge spiritual storm around Zhuo Wen's body, and Zhuo Wen stood in the center of the spiritual storm, and the blazing golden light illuminated the surrounding darkness, like a lighthouse in the dark night.
The powerful aura rushed over, causing Zhu Chi to retreat continuously, his face turned cold and ugly.
At this moment, Zhu Chi was undoubtedly shocked in his heart. He also did not expect that Zhuo Wen actually hid such a powerful spiritual power. If Zhuo Wen was only a fourth-grade junior arcanist, he would not be afraid at all.
However, the fourth-level master arcanist was extremely powerful and was already above the middle stage of the Fourth-Wagon Emperor Realm. Facing this strong pressure, Zhu Chi's face was filled with a strong look of solemnity.
"Do you mean to prepare a single move to determine the outcome? Humph! So what if you possess the fourth-grade Dacheng spiritual power? I, Zhu Chi, may not be your opponent."
Zhu Chi's eyes flickered, and his face was filled with murderous aura. He stamped his foot violently and thrust out the bloody sword in his right hand. Suddenly, extremely terrifying blood energy appeared around him. This blood energy was like substance.
It looks quite terrifying and ferocious.
"Eat my move! This move is the highest code of our Sword Control Sect. If you can break my strongest move, then I have nothing to say if I lose. If you can't break it, then
You can just go and die."
With a low drink, the blood energy around Zhu Chi was extremely strong. A powerful aura spread in the surroundings in a spiral shape. Zhu Chi was seen performing complex sword techniques with both hands. For a moment, the blood energy around him boiled crazily.
When I got up, there were actually faint signs of cohesion.
"The Blood Sword Code, the last move, the emperor is angry!"
A solemn and loud voice suddenly sounded in the world, and the void behind Zhu Chi was suddenly shattered. A huge shadow standing tall on the sky and the earth stepped out from the shattered void, and a fierce aura spread.
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This phantom wears a purple gold crown and a purple gold dragon suit. It has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. It is majestic. Around its body, there are faintly rising auspicious clouds, dragon shadows, and pearls. It is wonderful, and it looks like the image of a majestic emperor.
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As soon as the phantom of the emperor appeared, Zhu Chi raised his head to the sky and roared. The rich and real blood around him actually condensed at this moment and turned into hundreds of huge strange blood swords. The blood swords were even surrounded by countless bloody dragon shadows.
It looks heavy and vast.
Buzz!
As soon as the huge blood sword was formed, it was directly held in the hand of the emperor's shadow. At this moment, the emperor's handsome face had a hint of ferocity, and there was a hint of terrifying anger in his eyes, as if his heart was filled with monstrous rage at this moment.
"When the emperor is angry, he will lay down millions of corpses and bleed for thousands of miles."
The voice of the emperor's phantom, as vast as the sea, resounded continuously across the world. Then, like a phantom like a mountain, it suddenly stepped forward. The ground cracked, gravel floated up, and air waves filled the air.
"die!"
Looking down at the ant-like Zhuo Wen below, the emperor's shadow looked angry and ferocious. The blood sword surrounded by countless dragon shadows in his hand directly cut through the void, shattered the space, and struck Zhuo Wen head-on.
"It's actually the Blood Sword Code, the highest code of the Sword Control Sect. I really didn't expect that Zhu Chi actually used the last move of the Blood Sword Code. The emperor was furious! It seems that Zhu Chi really tried his best." Lu Yitao whispered with twinkling eyes.
As the highest code of a superpower like Yujianmen, this Blood Sword Code is famous in the entire county. Every move in it is extremely powerful, and this last move is called Emperor's Wrath, which is the most powerful.
fear.
Zhu Chi once relied on this last move to kill the warriors in the late stage of the Four-wheel Emperor Realm, which made him famous throughout the county and made him the second genius. However, the rise of Luo Xing later made him famous.
The reputation of the second genius was overshadowed.
"Zhuowen! You are the third person who forced me to use the last move of the Blood Sword Code. If you die under this move, you will die without regrets."
Zhu Chi stood on the shoulder of the shadow, looking down at Zhuo Wen below him lightly, with a smile full of victory. You must know that he had used this move to kill a warrior in the late stage of the Four-wheel Emperor Realm.
Although Zhuo Wen has a fourth-grade Dacheng spiritual power, in his opinion, it would be very difficult to block the emperor's angry move, and he might even fall directly from this move if he is not careful.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's face was also full of solemnity. Zhu Chi's strongest move, Emperor's Fury, was indeed very powerful and actually gave him a strong sense of threat.
Clang clang clang!
Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Wen suddenly slapped the Qiankun bag. Suddenly, streaks of cold light flashed out, like the bright moon in the night sky, which looked so dazzling in the dark night.
It is the Wuji Sword Gang of the Fourth Grade Yuan Formation. The Wuji Sword Gang has changed greatly at this moment. Both its aura and power are much stronger than before.
Since Zhuo Wen was promoted to the fourth level Arcanist, he has been constantly improving and repairing the Wuji Sword Gang. In a few days in the ancient ruins, Zhuo Wen obtained a lot of resources, including a large number of sword-shaped swords.
Spiritual treasures, and these sword-shaped spiritual treasures are all earth-level low-grade spiritual treasures.
Originally, the Wuji Sword Gang was composed of one hundred and eight high-level sword-shaped spiritual treasures. Now, after Zhuo Wen's continuous improvement and assembly, the high-level spiritual treasures have almost all been replaced by earth-level spiritual treasures. Therefore, the current Wuji Sword Gang's power is
It is no longer what it used to be.
Coupled with Zhuo Wen's fourth-grade Dacheng mental power at the moment, he can fully exert the full power of the fourth-grade Yuan Formation Wuji Sword Gang, so the power of this Wuji Jian Gang combined with his mental power is probably still greater than his physical strength.
"The first sword move of Wuji Sword Gang, Feitian Sword Slash!"
"The second sword move, the flower falls and breaks the waves to kill!"
"The third sword move, nine consecutive moves of Kaitian Sword Dance!"
The moment he summoned the Wuji Sword Gang, Zhuo Wen immediately used the three major sword moves contained in the Wuji Jian Gang. For a moment, countless sharp sword lights merged in the sky above Zhuo Wen to form a terrifying sea of sword light.
The surrounding area of several thousand feet was filled with endless sword light, and the sound of gold and iron clashing continuously resounded from the sea of sword light, clear and harsh.
The bloody sword in the hand of the emperor's shadow was extremely fast, cutting through the void, and instantly arrived on the sea of sword light above Zhuo Wen.
The moment the sharp blood sword came into contact with the sea of sword light, it seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and its speed was extremely reduced, even seeming a little slow.
At the same time, the terrifying aftermath of the collision between the two spread directly in the void, directly shattering countless space barriers, and the Sword Light Ocean and the Blood Sword were directly in a stalemate.
"Huh? Just break it for me!"
Seeing that the blood sword was blocked by the sea of sword light, Zhu Chi's crimson eyes shrank, and with a wave of his sword finger, the emperor's shadow suddenly became aura surged, and he suddenly threw out the sword again, actually knocking back the sea of sword light dozens of meters away.
Zhuo Wen groaned and couldn't help but back away.
"Haha! Zhuo Wen, I said you can't catch the emperor's angry move! You are indeed strong enough, but compared to me, you are still far behind."
Seeing Zhuo Wen retreating away, a happy smile suddenly appeared on Zhu Chi's face, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes. He wanted Zhuo Wen to realize clearly what a stupid decision it would be to go against him.
Thinking of this, Zhu Chi waved his sword finger again, forcing back the sea of sword light again, almost suppressing Zhuo Wen from making any unnecessary movements.
"Is it?"
A trace of arc appeared at the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth, and then waves of more surging spiritual power burst out from his Niwan Palace. Suddenly, the sea of sword light surged to an extremely terrifying level, and it actually collapsed directly into pieces.
The huge blood sword and even the shadow of the emperor in the void showed faint signs of collapse.
Poof!
The emperor's anger was broken, Zhu Chi spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, but his eyes were filled with incredible color.
"How can Zhuo Wen's mental power... be enhanced so much?"