Feng Luochen's biggest disadvantage is his own shortcomings. Now that Jian Beichen is in the Dao Realm, he can still fight even if he is in the ninth level of the Dao Realm.
However, the current Jian Beichen is at a much higher level than Feng Luochen. Although Feng Luochen knew there was no hope of victory, he would never give up until the last moment.
Sometimes he used the Qingtian Sword Technique, sometimes he used the Aotian Divine Sword Technique, and sometimes he used the Fantasy Sword Technique. These peerless sword moves are in his hands.
When paired together, it turns out to be so flawless. These three sword moves are completely different. However, the three thousand different paths of the great road lead to the same destination, and all kinds of sword techniques in the world also have something in common.
It may be difficult for ordinary people to figure it out, but with Feng Luochen's swordsmanship, he can use these three sword techniques in perfect combination.
"Back then, the Qingtian Sword Sect and the Tianjian Sect were known as the four major sects in Shushan. The Qingtian Sword Technique and the Aotian Divine Sword Technique were indeed exquisite and unparalleled. I never expected that this boy's swordsmanship was so accomplished. His mastery. Two completely different swordsmanships, in his hands, seemed to become one swordsmanship."
"No, these are not just two sword techniques. Between these two sword techniques, there is a third sword technique faintly mixed in. How does this third sword technique compare with Brother Jian's Dream Sword Technique? They are so similar. You must know that this fantasy sword technique is a secret that is not passed down by the Immortal Lord. Could it be that this boy has some connection with the Immortal Lord Jian Taixu?" In addition to Feng Luochen and Jian Beichen, The person with the highest attainments in swordsmanship in the field is none other than Chu Geyin.
He looked at Feng Luochen who was madly drawing his sword, and the shock in his eyes was needless to express. If Feng Luochen had used his current posture before, he would have drawn his sword towards him.
I'm afraid I can't even catch his thirty moves. Although Feng Luochen's attainments in swordsmanship were high, he was limited by his cultivation.
At this time, he and Jian Beichen were in a life-and-death duel, not a sword test. So facing Feng Luochen's stormy offensive, Jian Beichen smiled contemptuously.
"No matter how exquisite your sword moves are, what will happen? You are not worthy of me to draw a sword if you are not at the level of the Emperor." Jian Beichen did not draw his sword, but used his protective aura to fight against the enemy.
Even though Feng Luochen's long sword was aimed at the many flaws in his body. However, Feng Luochen's cultivation was insufficient, and even though the Chixiao Sword was a divine weapon in the world, it was difficult to pierce through Jian Beichen's protective aura.
Feng Luochen has been unable to fight for a long time, and he knows that today's situation may be difficult to overcome. He let out a long roar, and a sharp sword energy emerged even more spontaneously.
He attacked Jian Beichen with ninety-nine and eighty-one swords. These ninety-nine and eighty-one swords can be said to be a masterpiece of swordsmanship in the world.
Chu Ge chanted and looked at it, and he couldn't help but admire in his heart. If Feng Luochen had just used these ninety-nine and eighty-one swords on himself.
I'm afraid I can't even take ten swords. It's a pity that such swordsmanship geniuses are not good at cultivation.
If he could reach the Emperor's Realm, Jian Beichen might not have it so easy. This unparalleled ninety-nine eighty-one sword did not hurt Jian Beichen at all.
This gap in strength is indeed an insurmountable gap. Even though Feng Luochen had mastered all his skills, there was nothing he could do with the sword Beichen in front of him.
Looking at Feng Luochen who kept drawing out his sword, Jian Beichen felt extremely happy in his heart. He concentrated all his spiritual power on his palms.
Then he slapped Feng Luochen hard. When Feng Luochen saw this, he naturally didn't dare to confront him forcefully. But how could he, who had entered the Dao realm, be faster than Jian Beichen, who was in the Emperor's realm?
The biggest difference between the so-called level of realm is the strength of spiritual power. In addition, speed, strength, defense, and recovery capabilities will all continue to increase as the realm improves.
In terms of speed alone, Jian Beichen at the Emperor's Realm was much faster than Feng Luochen at the Taoist Realm.
Feng Luochen tried to dodge, but was still easily caught up by Jian Beichen. His palms struck Feng Luochen's chest hard.
Feng Luochen had no way to avoid it, and was directly knocked away more than ten feet by his palm. The power of Jian Beichen's palm almost caused Feng Luochen's internal organs to shift.
Feng Luochen pressed his sword to the ground and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. His face was as golden as paper, and his aura was extremely sluggish.
He was just thinking about his luck, but unexpectedly he spit out another mouthful of blood. Feng Luochen smiled helplessly, and the white clothes on his chest were already stained red with blood.
Jian Beichen's palm caused his internal energy to become disordered. Even his seven meridians and eight meridians had countless fine cracks.
Even though he was seriously injured, Feng Luochen's eyes still revealed a strong fighting spirit. He stood up slowly and continued to mobilize the remaining spiritual power in his body.
The spiritual power travels in the seven meridians and eight meridians, and those fine cracks are constantly expanding.
"Throughout my life, I, Feng Luochen, have never been afraid of the illusory way of heaven. Even if I die today, I will fight until the last moment." Feng Luochen smiled slightly. A strong fighting spirit suddenly erupted from his body.
With the mobilization of spiritual power, the meridians in his body were constantly tearing apart. Blood surged from his mouth, but the aura on his body continued to rise.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew in the field, and there was also a fierce sword energy in this strong wind. The surrounding mountains, rocks, vegetation, and trees were constantly trembling.
They floated slowly. At this time, these mountains, rocks, grass and trees seemed like sharp swords.
"Humph, are mountains, rocks, grass and trees used as swords? Do you think you can hurt me with these? If you have any other tricks, just use them. I want to see a person who can't even break my protective aura. How long can people continue to struggle to death?" Looking at Feng Luochen's rising momentum, Jian Beichen smiled scornfully.
At this time, Feng Luochen seemed to be sharp. But his realm is only the realm of Taoism after all.
Jian Beichen didn't pay attention to the offensive with the power of the Taoist Realm. Feng Luochen moved the rocks, grass and trees, and the rocks, grass and trees seemed to turn into swords, roaring towards Jian Beichen.
Jian Beichen smiled coldly, and then summoned the protective energy. This protective aura can't even break through the Red Sky Sword. How can these ordinary rocks, grass and trees be effective?
The mountains, rocks, grass and trees collided with the protective Gang Qi, and they instantly turned into powder all over the sky. Jian Beichen's protective aura only caused some ripples.
These seemingly sharp rocks, vegetation, and trees did not hurt him at all. Even so, Feng Luochen still didn't give up.
He kept activating his spiritual power, controlling the mountains, rocks, vegetation, and continuously attacking Jian Beichen. But with the stimulation of spiritual power, his meridians were already riddled with holes.
Blood continued to pour out of his mouth, and he was swaying as if he would fall down at any time. Looking at the extremely embarrassed Feng Luochen, Jian Beichen was naturally extremely happy.
He continued to use his protective energy to fight against the mountains, rocks, and vegetation in the sky. He was not in a hurry to take action because he wanted to watch Feng Luochen walk towards death step by step.
Seeing Feng Luochen's miserable situation, Su Xiner's heart suddenly ached. But in her heart, she felt helpless.
Jian Beichen's words just now are still vivid in his mind. She also knew that with Jian Beichen's personality, he would indeed do what he said.
Su Xiner was imprisoned by Jian Beichen and could not move at all. Even with her strength in the Ninth Level of Dao Realm, she can't change any situation at all.
Even if she wanted to help, could she really abandon Yaochi?
"Ever since the previous Saint repented of her marriage, Yaochi's status in the immortal world has also plummeted. Under the instruction of Yunshang Tiangong, many sects in the immortal world have attacked Yaochi. Many of Yaochi's cultivation resources have been occupied by them. The disciples of the sect suffered countless casualties."
"After that, Yunshang Tiangong came forward, and I, Yaochi, kept my position among the eight major sects in the immortal world. Others didn't know the reason, so how could I not? Master really sacrificed too much for Yaochi. Master values me. If she is my own daughter, how can I let her efforts go to waste?" Su Xiner's face shed two lines of tears.
She naturally knew that Master Shen Xiangyun would not hesitate to sacrifice his life for Jian Taixu for Yaochi. The engagement between himself and Jian Beichen was made by Jian Taixu and Shen Xiangyun.
Su Xiner was so beautiful that Jian Beichen had long coveted her. Jian Taixu has been grieving for many years because of the Yaochi Saint's regretful marriage.
If Su Xiner, the new saint, could marry her heir, Jian Taixu would naturally be happy to see it happen.
As for Shen Xiangyun, it was for the foundation of Yaochi. She also talked to Su Xiner, hoping that she would agree to marry Jian Beichen for Yaochi.
Although Su Xiner was unwilling in her heart, she finally agreed for the sake of Yaochi. Originally, Su Xiner thought that her whole life would be so helpless.
It wasn't until Feng Luochen's appearance that her originally dark future gained a glimmer of light.
"Although Jian Beichen is the proud son of heaven, I really don't like it. If it weren't for Mr. Feng, maybe I wouldn't be happy in this life. It was he who played the song "Xiaoxiang Night Rain", which made me admire him. Yes. He told me that life should be free and unrestrained."
"His appearance seems to make me see light and hope. He is unparalleled in his cheerfulness and gentleness. He would rather bend than bend, and he is free and easy. If I can join hands with him in the world of mortals, even if it is only for a short moment, I will be satisfied." Thinking of this. Here, a trace of tenderness could not help but appear in Su Xiner's eyes.
It's just that she is extremely conflicted in her heart. She knew that she fell in love with Feng Luochen. But for Yaochi, she could only watch helplessly as her beloved was about to die on the spot.
"I love him, but he doesn't love me. What he likes has always been Long Yimeng. Master treats me with great kindness, and Yaochi is my home. How can I ignore the safety of Yaochi? I How can I live up to Master's expectations? Is it worth it for someone who doesn't love me?" Su Xiner sighed slightly, feeling extremely desperate in her heart.
She didn't know what to do. One side is his sect, and the other side is his beloved.
