Li Zhenshi walked towards Zhang Qiuxuan.
He walked much faster than when he was younger, when he fought with a powerful gang in Zhongzhou City.
His black sè broadsword was flying forward sharply, and he was following behind the black sè broadsword, and his body was always only a few steps away from the black sè broadsword that was flying sharply.
"Since you arrived at the Holy Master, I haven't seen you make a move, it seems that some rumors are indeed true, and Wenren Cangyue has indeed learned your sword intent."
Looking at Hei Sè Kuanjian and Li Zhenshi, who were getting closer and closer to him, Zhang Qiuxuan dismounted and sighed with emotion.
Li Zhenshi looked at Zhang Qiuxuan indifferently and snorted coldly: "Although he has learned my sword intent, he is much stronger than me. ” Zhang Qiuxuan shook his head, as if he felt that such a conversation between the two people was really boring and boring.
Xu Tianwang is also moving forward indifferently.
No matter what the battle situation is at the moment, no matter what kind of tricks the other party has, but Li Zhenshi's previous conversation with Zhang Qiuxuan has actually pointed out what they should do the most.
The most important thing they should do at this moment is to use two against one, using two holy masters, to kill one of the other party's holy masters first.
But his expression suddenly froze slightly, and the majestic soul power in his body gushed out again in this extremely short period of time, penetrating the crimson long whip in his hand.
The python-like runes on the metal whip became extremely bright again, reversed in front of him, stabbed backwards, and slammed into the body of a Heavenly Demon Heavy Armor behind him.
This Heavenly Demon Heavy Armor's body shook several times, and finally it couldn't support it anymore, and he sat back and fell down.
However, just at this moment, Xu Tianwang's face turned slightly pale, and his heart was shocked.
The three cultivators wearing the heavy armor of the Heavenly Demon were already on the same level as him.
But what shocked him was not the three metal figures, but from the sky above.
He saw that in the sky above, far above the cliffs on both sides of the Prajna Corridor, there was a wooden crane that shone with yellow light.
An arrow as bright as a candle was flying down from the crane and falling on his body.
When Zhang Qiuxuan shook his head, Li Zhenshi's black sword had already buzzed, crushing all the air between him and Zhang Qiuxuan, and slapped it towards Zhang Qiuxuan's chest.
Ordinary sword masters, the flying sword either takes the momentum of stabbing or slashing, so that the wind is broken quickly, and the flying sword flies quickly, but Li Zhenshi only made a move when he approached Zhang Qiuxuan, and a sword shattered all the air, and the flying sword took the momentum, but the speed was not slow at all, and the flying sword that was slapped horizontally, in the broken air, such as rolling in the stormy waves, the next direction of the flying sword was even more difficult to judge.
Zhang Qiuxuan also uses a sword.
His sword is about a foot long, half red, half transparent, and is called Night Dream Red Pillow.
Unlike Zhang Qiuxuan, who had not seen Li Zhenshi's actions after becoming a holy master, in the many years that Zhang Qiuxuan first became the Great Enshrinement of the Imperial Court, from time to time there would be some powerful cultivators from all over Yunqin who came to the Imperial City of Zhongzhou to challenge, and seemed to use this method to replace his position as the Great Enshrinement of the Imperial Court.
Therefore, Zhang Qiuxuan's flying sword has appeared many times in Zhongzhou City.
What Li Zhenshi wants to do most now is obviously to wait for this flying sword to appear, and then smash this flying sword.
However, Zhang Qiuxuan looked at the black sè broadsword that was getting closer and closer to him, and when he shook his head, he only sighed.
The half-red, half-transparent flying sword in his sleeve was still lying calmly, without flying out of his sleeve robe.
The white sè robe on his body, at this time, was all turned into black sè burnt ash, and in the time that no one except the holy master could react, it shattered, quickly turned into charred ash, and pieces flew away.
Countless thumb-thick golden lightning bolts burst out from Zhang Qiuxuan's body, passing over the scattered scorched ash and expanding outward.
His whole being was drowned in golden sè lightning, and the whole person turned into a golden sè, huge ball of lightning.
Li Zhenshi's pupils contracted sharply and expanded, and the entire pupil was flare into gold.
He was one of the most powerful Saint Masters in Zhongzhou City, so in this extremely short period of time, he could clearly perceive the desperate eruption of soul power in Zhang Qiuxuan's body, and perceive clearly how these golden lightning bolts occurred, his body had time to retreat, but his black sè broad sword was already too late to retreat.
So he didn't retreat, just a muffled snort, and the speed of the eruption of soul power in his body was three points faster "Poof" The sleeve of his right hand was also shattered, and pieces flew out.
The light of the black sè broadsword shone again for several minutes, passing through the golden sè lightning stream.
Countless golden sè lightning struck this black sè wide sword, and the black sè wide sword didn't know how many golden sè lightning bolts were cut off at this moment, but the castration of the black sè broad sword became slower and slower, and finally stopped at a distance of only three inches from Zhang Qiuxuan's body.
Li Zhenshi spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The lightning spread to his right arm.
He and the black broadsword, both began to retreat.
Gold sè lightning fades.
Li Zhenshi and Zhang Qiuxuan stood twenty steps away, his right hand and arm were all scorched, and his skin had all turned into cracked scorched lumps.
The black sword fell in front of Li Zhenshi's body and plunged diagonally into the earth.
Li Zhenshi's face was snow-white, and he spat out a mouthful of blood again.
"Good sword."
The corners of Zhang Qiuxuan's mouth were also bleeding, and he spit out two words.
On his body, he wears a golden sè armor.
The whole armor is made of precious stones that are more golden than the purest gold, and inside each golden sè gem the size of a fingernail, there seems to be a golden dragon and a golden lightning bolt.
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"When it comes to swords, I'm not as good as you."
Zhang Qiuxuan shook his head, lowered his head, and looked at the jewel armor on his body, "On people, I'm not as strong as you, but the things on my body, I'm better than you." ” Li Zhenshi's body shook.
He was speechless.
The true dragon gems of the True Dragon Mountain, each one is rare in the world, can be used to refine powerful soul soldiers, in the past few decades, the entire Yunqin royal family has given the whole world the feeling, but also the true dragon gems on the True Dragon Mountain are extremely rare, only a few are produced, but who would have thought that the real dragon gems in the hands of the emperor are many times more than the imagination of the entire world.
Facing an opponent who had never thought of using his flying sword from the beginning, but just wanted to use this treasure coat to duel him, Li Zhenshi had nothing to say.
Xu Tianwang's face turned snow-white.
The appearance of such a thing as Shenmu Feihe here did not make him feel particularly shocked and surprised.
It has been a long time since the civil strife in Qingluan Academy in the Ascending Mountain Range, and a character like him already knows that Qingluan Academy has something like Shenmu Feihe that can have a major impact on the future battlefield.
There must be a deep connection between the emperor and some opponents of Qingluan Academy, and being able to obtain Shenmu Feihe can only show that the materials needed for the manufacture of such things as Shenmu Feihe are probably not extremely scarce.
What he didn't expect was that the battle between Li Zhenshi and Zhang Qiuxuan would end in such a way so quickly when he had just dodged the arrow that fell from the second branch.
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