If the strength of the disciples who participated in the Kyushu Gathering Conference this time was divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower.Xiao Ran's strength is superior.A cultivator at the peak of the realm of knowing fate, if he lets it go to any sect, he is known for his genius.Outside the Lonely Moon Villa, some people who heard the wind came to watch the battle.Yue Zhuofeng looked at the more and more people who did good things, and showed a satisfied smile.What he needs is that after Lin Miaomiao's victory, these people will spread by word of mouth.Often the first person who speaks is closest to the truth, and the second, third, and so on are little bit exaggerated.Then Lin Miaomiao's fame is even louder in the Great Zhou Empire, and it should reach the ears of some powerful people.Xiao Ran held the iron sword tightly in his left hand, and he was a little nervous in his heart.He wanted to win, he wanted to finish this Kyushu Gathering Conference, but he was also a little lacking in confidence in the face of the ethereal body that ranked second above the Heavenly Monument."
Please."
Lin Miaomiao said a word briefly, and then pulled out the Zimo sword.Xiao Ran looked at the ninth-rank Zimo Sword, revealing a look of heat and jealousy.In this world, the eighth-rank magic weapon is already a powerful magic weapon.And the ninth rank, only those characters at the level of the Sect Vertex Novelist can have.Of course, Xiao Ran knew that Lin Miaomiao was not a grandmaster.But she, like her senior brother, is a sect of Dao, unique, and can be qualified to accept this ninth-level magic weapon.Xiao Ran pulled out his iron-colored long sword and said with a serious face: "You rank second above the Heavenly Monument, far better than me.Yes, I won't show any mercy. ”"Me too."
Lin Miaomiao replied, for Qingyunmen, for people who have a relationship with He Rongsheng.Her anger is not gone, and she hates it together."
That's good."
Xiao Ran made a move.Raising your hand is the world-famous Qingyun Sword Technique Yunma style of Qingyun Gate.As the magic recipe runs, the vitality in Xiao Ran's body continues to gush out.Like a phantom white cloud.These white clouds floated in the air and then turned into white horses.The white horse raised its hooves, and the neighing sound sounded in the air.With a wave of Xiao Ran's long sword, nearly a hundred cloud horses galloped and rushed towards Lin Miaomiao on the opposite side.Lin Miaomiao watched Yunma running over, her face quiet.She swung the Zimo sword, and the sword aura was like a rainbow.Countless small swords condensed by sword qi covered the galloping cloud horse like a storm.The two instantly clashed together, emitting a series of thumping explosions.It's like thunder.The cloud horse in the sky was frozen for a moment before being shattered by countless sword rains and dissipating into the air.After destroying the cloud horse, Sword Rain's momentum weakened a lot, and then continued to stab towards Xiao Ran."
Whoosh whoosh" sword rain passed through the air, and countless sounds broke the air.It's like shooting stars streaking across the sky."
The ninth-rank long sword, the power is really too strong."
Xiao Ran looked at the countless sword rain that came and let out a sigh.He thinks that this time he lost his sword moves.It's just that I lost on the asymmetry of the magic weapon.Seeing that the sword rain was about to fall on Xiao Ran, he still stood still, as if he didn't see the existence of the sword rain at all.At the moment when the sword rain was about to fall on Xiao Ran, a dazzling white light flashed.shrouded Xiao Ran's entire figure.Countless sword rains hit the white light, like raindrops in front of the steps, ticking and ticking.In the end, it was impossible to break through the shroud of white light."
Ninth-grade defensive magic weapon."
Yue Zhuofeng frowned.Xiao Ran took a step forward draped in white light, and he said, "Don't think that you are the only one who has a ninth-rank magic weapon. ”"Magic weapon.Is it important?
For an opponent like you, it doesn't seem so necessary. ”Lin Miaomiao said and put away Zi Mo's long sword.Then he looked at the onlookers: "Someone is willing to lend me a long sword?"
”"I, my sword is also fifth-class.""
My Junlong Sword is the sixth rank.""
The opponent has an eighth-rank long sword and a ninth-rank defensive magic weapon.At least use my vanguard sword, seventh class. ”The crowd of onlookers responded.Lin Feng walked up to a man in a gray robe and asked, "May I ask what kind of sword is your long sword?"
”"I'm only in the third class."
The man replied embarrassedly."
The third-rank long sword is just a piece of scrap metal for a Destiny Realm cultivator.Will you lend me a sword?
”Lin Feng asked.When the man heard this, he showed surprise and surprise and said, "Of course, of course. ”As he spoke, the man offered it with both hands, feeling a little proud."
Thank you."
Lin Feng took the long sword, and with a throw, the long sword fell into Lin Miaomiao's hand.Xiao Ran looked at the waste sword in Lin Miaomiao's hand, revealing a look of puzzlement and anger.The third-class long sword and the eighth-class long sword clash, and if they come into contact, they will break, so how can they fight?
Anger is feeling that you have been slighted."
You brought it on yourself."
Xiao Ran said coldly.Lin Miaomiao held an ordinary iron sword in her hand and said calmly: "Shoot." ”Xiao Ran swung out a sword again, Qingyun Sword Technique Cloud Sea Style.The vitality in his body gushed out again, and once again turned into countless white clouds, which became more and more, and finally formed a sea of clouds, enveloping Lin Miaomiao's whole person.And Xiao Ran's figure was hidden in the sea of clouds, waiting for an opportunity to move.The sea of clouds is not a simple cloud.It obscures the senses and the senses, so that those who are in it cannot see or hear.Xiu Xiaoran's long sword was a little quiet, slashing through the clouds and stabbing out from behind Lin Miaomiao.At this moment, the iron sword in Lin Miaomiao's hand flew out and appeared behind her at an astonishing speed, heading towards the stabbing black long sword.Xiao Ran sneered, how could such an ordinary waste sword resist?
Xiao Ran waited to see the sword in his hand turn the waste sword into smoke.With a screeching clash, there rang out.The third-rank long sword swung out by Lin Miaomiao did not shatter in response, but resisted the attack of the eighth-rank long sword with abnormal strength, but the tip of the sword pressed against the tip of the eighth-rank long sword, and directly pushed the eighth-rank long sword back with domineering force.Xiao Ran looked surprised, he couldn't believe all this.Why did the third-rank waste sword not shatter when it touched his eighth-rank sword, but forced him to keep retreating?
Why didn't the sea of clouds play any role for her?
The third-rank long sword kept speeding against the eighth-rank long sword in Xiao Ran's hand, and finally flew away from the sea of clouds.When the onlookers saw this scene, they were stunned and speechless.The man who had been borrowed from the long sword couldn't help but laugh when he saw his long sword flee in a hurry with an eighth-rank long sword like a duck."
It's enjoyable, it's enjoyable."
The man clapped his hands.Xiao Ran looked at this simple iron sword, which was regarded as a waste sword by himself, but it seemed to condense the power of thunder.The huge force struck, forcing himself to retreat.However, Xiao Ran didn't want to retreat.He took a sharp breath, his whole body condensed on his hands, his hands tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, his toes stepped on the ground, and then he fought back violently, trying to resist the third-class waste sword in front of him.The Waste Sword's offensive met strong resistance and began to weaken.At this time, Lin Miaomiao walked out of the sea of clouds, her purple dress fluttering elegantly, and the green silk flying, like a fairy falling from the clouds.Her expression has always been calm, and she is not slow to move."
Retreat."
Lin Miaomiao's hands turned into sword fingers and shouted softly.The momentum of the waste sword rose sharply, once again pushing the eighth-rank long sword and Xiao Ran to retreat quickly.In order to resist the power of the waste sword, Xiao Ran's soles were worn out.The hands that held the sword tightly were a little numb, and finally they couldn't hold it.The waste sword finally swung away from the long sword in Xiao Ran's hand and stabbed into the white light curtain on his body.The cacophony is unbearable.Although the waste sword did not pierce the white light curtain, it made Xiao Ran's body tremble within the light curtain, and blood spat out from his mouth.Although the magic weapon is powerful, it needs the support of people's vitality.The magic weapon can resist the power of the vitality, but most of the backlash above the strength will be fed back to the person who controls the magic weapon.Xiao Ran flew out with his sword and fell heavily on the ground.He gritted his teeth tightly and got up, looking at Lin Miaomiao with an angry expression.As Xiao Ran reached the end, that sea of clouds lost the blessing of the Dharma and disappeared into the air.After two moves, the vitality in Xiao Ran's body was no longer abundant.You can only cast your vision magic power once, and if it is on top of the damage of a powerful sword move, you can't even use the vision magic power unique to a cultivator of the Knowing Destiny Realm."
Why?"
Xiao Ran looked puzzled.He didn't understand, they were also at the peak of the Knowing Destiny Realm, why was the third-rank long sword in your hand stronger than the eighth-rank long sword in my hand?"
You don't understand swords.There is no difference between holding an eighth-class longsword and a third-class sword. ”Lin Miaomiao said quietly.Lin Feng on the side said, "Miaomiao, this is not right.He had used the power of some eighth-rank longswords and the inherent sharpness and strength of the eighth-rank longsword itself.Otherwise, with the blow you just struck, the sword would not be as simple as retreating. ”It's not as simple as going backwards, so what's that?
If you are holding a sixth-rank hand, will the sword be destroyed with that blow just now?
Xiao Ran was secretly frightened, knowing that Lin Miaomiao's strength was far greater than what her senior sister said.The ranking above the Heavenly Monument really has its undoubted reason."
The competition isn't over yet, so don't be too complacent."
This time, Xiao Ran exuded all the vitality in his body, without any reservations.The powerful vitality surged, causing the void behind him to distort into shape."
Vision, he's going to use the vision of Qingyunmen.""
The powerful supernatural power unique to the realm of knowing fate is an eye-opener today."
The spectators were excited and expectant.To be continued.