For those who are waiting hard, every breath is a torment, but for those who are immersed in breath control, the six hours pass in the blink of an eye.
"The time has come, please prepare to enter the final trial." Shi Mei said calmly.
"Your opponent is the previous leader of the Qionghua Sect, True Lord Huanglong. He is recognized as the most amazing and talented person in the history of the Qionghua Sect."
"Since the formation was built thirteen thousand years ago, the number of people who have passed the final trial is 0."
"First there is the entry-level genius, then there is the leader of the peak, then there is the Qionghua traitor, and finally it is Qionghua's turn to be the master?"
Wang Chen felt as if he were a person facing a sect.
"What kind of test is this for the emperor? It's clearly meant to strangle geniuses in their infancy." He gritted his teeth.
Because of the misunderstanding about Shi Mei being disconnected just now, he suddenly felt like blood was pouring out from the headmaster's heart.
Shi Mei's figure gradually dimmed.
The trial formation slowly transformed into a huge flat square, with a faint white mist floating under the feet, and nine white jade dragon pillars towering into the clouds, standing in the center of the square.
Wang Chen looked at the flat stone slab under his feet, which was ten meters long and wide, because the square was so huge that it made people feel insignificant.
Deep in the clouds and mist, a figure walked slowly.
His face was downcast and his long hair was disheveled, but he raised his eyes and stared at Wang Chen closely. He was wearing an ordinary gray-white cloth robe with his sleeves rolled up, looking very energetic.
What is striking is the long sword in his hand, which is as smooth as white jade. Several gems are arranged in a seven-star shape. The faint sword energy circulates, making the air ripple.
Qionghua sent the leader, True Lord Huanglong.
"After five nirvanas, I can pass the final trial. It seems that the trial formation of our Qionghua Sect should be changed." True Lord Huanglong spoke calmly, using the ancient fairy language.
boom!
His breath shook, and a transparent true power burst out in the air, blowing away the dense white mist around him.
Ninth Nirvana!
Although Wang Chen was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but be surprised at this moment.
Long Xiao, the commander-in-chief of Master Tian, has cultivated to the ninth level of nirvana, but he is already over twenty-five years old.
However, the True Lord Huanglong in front of him was the same age as Wang Chen, that is, eighteen years old.
He reached the ninth level of nirvana seven years earlier than Long Xiao!
However, this seemingly fair method of determining opponents according to their bone age in the trial is most applicable to cultivators who have been cultivating with elixirs since they were born in the womb.
For a cultivator like Wang Chen who has become a monk halfway, it is extremely unfair.
Although the difference between the two people seems to be only three realms, it would take at least five to ten years for the most talented genius in the cultivation world to cross these three realms.
boom!
Blood-red murderous intent shot straight into the sky, filling the air with red.
Six Sword Techniques, Shura Dao!
Facing a master like Huanglong Zhenjun, any unnecessary temptations and reservations would be in vain. Therefore, he directly entered the battle with Shura Dao, trying to find an opportunity amidst the fierce attacks, instantly transforming into a true immortal state, and waiting for an opportunity to severely injure Huanglong Zhenjun.
Jun.
Whoosh!
The bloody afterimage flashed like wind and lightning, and instantly appeared next to True Lord Huanglong.
That golden long sword, at an incredible angle and terrifying speed, broke through the air and wind, and stabbed out quickly.
At the same time, another broad sword drew a mysterious semicircle and slashed over.
Double slash!
Dang Dang Dang...
The two men met each other instantly, and in a few blinks, all they could hear was the continuous sound of two swords striking each other like raindrops.
Sparks flew everywhere and the sword light was dazzling.
Extremely brilliant.
As the two of them advanced and retreated, their sword energy remained within a very small space.
Occasionally, a bit of white mist floats up, and is instantly decomposed, decomposed, and then decomposed by a bit of sharp sword energy.
This is equivalent to both parties walking in the rain of swords. If they are not careful, they will be severely injured by the sword energy.
"Your cultivation is not good, but your understanding of swordsmanship is acceptable."
Amidst the stormy attack, True Lord Huanglong was strolling in the courtyard and said calmly.
You must know that Wang Chen's swordsmanship is now matched by the mutual confirmation of the Six Paths Sword Art and the Qiankun Sword Art. No one at the same level can compare with him.
Although he was rated as fair, Wang Chen didn't have any temper at all, because True Lord Huanglong had this qualification.
"However, it's just that the swordsmanship is passable. Let me show you the real sword technique. Drink!" Zhenjun Huanglong shouted, and the seven-star white jade sword in his hand hit the long sword in Wang Chen's hand accurately and quickly.
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Ding!
A sharp and crisp sound of clashing sounded. What was more intense than the sound of swords was the collision of the true energy on the swords of the two men.
When his arm went numb, Wang Chen felt that a ball of true energy at the tip of his sword exploded, and a sharp sword intent poured into his body like a tide, like thousands of long swords piercing his body. The severe pain made him suffocate.
He snorted and froze up.
Bang!
The opponent's palm hit him in the chest like a shadow, and he was knocked away like a cannonball.
boom!
The hard white jade dragon column was knocked down by his roots, revealing a huge hole.
"I can see that your swordsmanship is very mysterious, but your usage is too crude. Not to mention that you are only five years old in Nirvana. Even if your cultivation is the same as mine, you will definitely fail." True Lord Huanglong said coldly.
road.
Is the usage superficial? Wang Chen frowned and wanted to think about the deeper meaning.
Buzz! A snow-white sword energy flew out and flew towards him. He moved and disappeared from the spot.
Bang. A bottomless sword mark appeared where Wang Chen fell to the ground.
Buzz buzz! The air keeps crackling.
The snow-white sword energy continued to fly, cutting through the air, causing ripples in the air, and gradually formed a vortex of sword energy, sucking Wang Chen into it.
White Dragon Sword, Qianfang Dragon Fang!
True Lord Huanglong danced his sword in the air, and the long sword in his hand transformed into different trajectories. The sword energy intertwined with each other, and the trajectories were mysterious, and unexpectedly...
"He actually integrated his swordsmanship into his sword energy!" Wang Chen's eyes were filled with surprise.
Is it the sword energy of the sword, or the sword energy of the sword? He couldn't tell.
This is a usage that Wang Chen had never thought of before.
Drink! He drank loudly.
Waving the two swords in his hands, he faced the endless snow-white sword energy in front of him.
Dang Dang Dang!
The six-path sword constantly collided with the snow-white sword energy, burning in all directions, and the sword energy covered the sky.
This was the first time that Wang Chen was on the defensive with the support of Shura Sword Art.
Can't see, can't see...
In the endless rain of swords, Wang Chen tried his best to see the appearance of True Lord Huanglong. He understood that it was very dangerous to let the enemy out of his sight during the battle.
Just this vertical and horizontal sword energy, even his consciousness seemed to be torn to pieces.
Bang bang bang!
The six swords trembled lightly, blocking one sword energy after another.
However, the aftermath of the sword energy penetrated into his body.
Like a steel knife scraping through the meridians.
The pain was severe, and the pain was particularly clear, as if it was about to pierce his consciousness.
"Haven't you heard a saying, if you defend for a long time, you will be broken!" came the calm voice of True Lord Huanglong, followed by an even more fierce sword energy.
Dang! Dang! Two crisp sounds.
Wang Chen's swords were swung open, and their flaws were exposed.
The mellow sword energy shield suddenly lit up.
Sword Control Technique, Baifa Mingmen!
Bang! The moment the light mask lit up, it shattered into countless light points, dots and dots, and Wang Chen was knocked out again.
"In the past ten thousand years, the only person who has entered the final trial has disappointed me." True Lord Huanglong sighed, a look of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
Zheng!
A sword energy suddenly flew from where Wang Chen fell to the ground, and True Lord Huanglong dodged sideways.
This is... He was slightly stunned.
It was this brief moment of astonishment.
The air keeps ringing, ringing... Countless sword energies are flying in like raindrops, covering the sky and covering the ground.