On the small battlefield, Demon Sword Zuo, holding a sword in one hand, faced Wu Nianchen expressionlessly, but he was not looking at the other person, because his eyes were a little distracted and had no focus at all, as if there was nothing in front of him. It's just like a thing, in other words, it's not taken into consideration at all!
Immediately.
Another stab with the sword.
Wu Nianchen's illusory body was shattered, and then condensed again. He smiled and said: "Senior Zuo, this is the third sword."
However, Demon Sword Zuo responded to Wu Nianchen with another sword.
"The fourth sword."
After Wu Nianchen gathered his illusory body, he said as if he had a winning ticket.
Just like that, Demon Sword Zuo then killed Wu Nianchen's illusory body twice more.
now.
Wu Nianchen seemed to have nothing at all, floating in the void as always, "This is the sixth sword, Senior Zuo, you still have the last sword. I have to say, your demonic swordsmanship is really terrifying. , if it were in reality, my method might be useless, after all, your magic sword cannot be brought into this."
And at this time.
Demon Sword Zuo spoke for the first time. He said, "Wu Nianchen, do you know why I only have seven swords?"
The monks in the group, including Zhao Fan, fell into silence one after another to avoid disturbing their hearing and missing such a big revelation!
"I... really don't know."
Wu Nianchen was puzzled. This was like a mystery of inner chaos. In reality, the Demon Sword Zuo had never used the eighth sword. According to internal information, there was an emperor who made the Demon Sword Zuo use the seventh sword. The sword immediately fell into weakness.
Entering the illusory world, Wu Nianchen was not sure whether the "Seven Swords" law on Demon Sword Zuo also followed him, so he deliberately said that at the beginning of the duel as a test.
"Because no one can avoid my seventh sword!"
Demon Sword Zuo's voice rippled through the middle group like ripples, "Even if you are the Great Emperor, you can only block it. There is no second option."
Although his voice was not loud, it exuded the same confidence as a towering tree looking down at the blades of grass! ! !
Wu Nianchen was startled when he heard this.
next moment.
The black sword in Demon Sword Ah's left hand moved!
An ordinary thorn seems to contain poetic meaning that is pleasing to the viewer.
Wu Nianchen's illusory body fell under this sword just like the previous six times!
However, on the inheritance list in the sky, Demon Sword Zuo gained one point, while Wu Nianchen deducted one point!
this means……
Wu Nianchen, who used a disguise to avoid the sharp edge of the Demon Sword Zuo, failed to dodge the seventh sword even if he repeated his old tricks!
The monks in the entire illusory world all looked dull because of this sword!
Falling into their eyes, without exception, the same intuition arose, that is, "Wherever the sword shines, it will kill me!"
a long time.
Wu Nianchen's illusory body condensed for the eighth time. He looked at Demon Sword Zuo with a complicated expression. He was dissatisfied, unwilling, and couldn't believe it.
As for Demon Sword Zuo, after defeating Wu Nianchen, he seemed to have done an ordinary thing. He sat down on the ground with no emotion in his body and placed the sword flat on his lap.
"Why? Senior Zuo, tell me why?" Wu Nianchen couldn't help but ask.
"Because you are too weak, it's that simple."
Demon Sword Zuo's words made Wu Nianchen dumbfounded.
The latter floated away from the small battlefield in a daze and headed to the next small battlefield. Next, he moved absentmindedly in front of each opponent. When he admitted defeat, he continued to approach the small battlefield that Zhao Fan was guarding.
…
As for Zhao Fan, he reviewed the seventh sword of Demon Sword Zuo over and over in his mind. It gave him the feeling that it was a true return to nature, without any rules. More than that, the power of the seventh sword was no different from the previous six swords. , how could Wu Nianchen’s illusory body be truly killed.
Even Zhao Fan, who possesses incredible skills, does not have the confidence to withstand the seventh sword.
Therefore, Zhao Fan deeply understood that if he failed to win the opponent's first six swords against Demon Sword Zuo, there would be only one result, waiting to lose!
Yuhou was able to defeat Demon Sword Zuo because he suddenly exploded, catching Demon Sword Zuo, who had underestimated him, off guard.
If they had to fight again, Yuhou would not have any chance.
"However, Wu Nianchen's weird disguise method is not simple either."
Zhao Fan's eyes fell on Wu Nianchen, who was getting closer and closer to him. He had seen the opponent draw a sword. His swordsmanship was very similar to the style of Jian Ming Supreme, so much so that his temperament was basically the same. Type, so there is a different kind of intimacy in my heart, but the level is very different. There is no way, Wu Nianchen is the top quasi-emperor of chaos in the legend, and he is incomparably favored by the Invincible Association, one of the three giants. Pay attention to!
Gradually.
Wu Nianchen arrived at the small battlefield where Zhao Fan was guarding.
The monks in the audience once again focused uniformly, because both sides of this scene are entities that cannot be underestimated!
"Zhao Fan."
Wu Nianchen's state has broken free from the shadow of defeat by the Demon Sword Zuo, and has adjusted as before. He smiled and said: "What I am looking forward to most is this battle with you. As for the Demon Sword A Zuo, I I already had a premonition that the chance of defeating him would be slim, haha!"
"Wu Nianchen."
Zhao Fan nodded, and what he said next made the former's smile suddenly freeze, "What I want to wait for is not you, but Demon Sword Zuo."
"You..." Wu Nianchen said with a gloomy expression: "Are you sure?"
"Just tell the truth."
Zhao Fan spread his hands and said, "This is an illusory world, and you are no match for me."
"Haha, interesting."
There was no sign of anger on Wu Nianchen's face. Instead, he said with an appreciative look: "Wu Nianchen, I have been here so far, but I never thought that one day I would be looked down upon by the Seven Tribulations boy. At least, you have the qualifications to be on par with me. , and whether you have the right to be disapproving of me will not be determined until the fight is over."
"good."
Zhao Fan turned his hand and pulled out the long black knife.
"Come on, your sword is more powerful than mine."
The white long sword in Wu Nianchen's hand exudes brilliance like waves, "Sword Ruins Realm!"
The words fell.
The scope of this small battlefield was reduced to ruins, with countless sword tombs scattered around, and broken swords and rusty swords scattered on the ground and in the void could be seen everywhere!
"Um?"
Zhao Fan's eyelids twitched, what kind of method is this? According to the fair system of the second level, it is impossible for such a clever method to exist. It is definitely brought in by reality!
"The Jianxu Realm is a method of stream of consciousness." Wu Nianchen introduced it: "As for the stream of consciousness, looking at the inner chaos, there are only a handful of people who have touched this path. I am fortunate to be one of them. The consciousness is here. Flow means nothing will fade.”
"Stream of consciousness?"
Zhao Fan felt incomprehensible when he heard the name he had never heard before.
However, being in this Sword Ruins world is as passive as coming to the other party's home.
The small battlefield became Wu Nianchen's home court.
"Why didn't you use the Sword Ruins Realm when you faced Demon Sword Zuo?" Zhao Fan asked.
"Ashamed to say, the stream of consciousness method has a shortcoming." Wu Nianchen said with some helplessness: "The level of life symbolizes the essence of consciousness. If the target's consciousness essence is higher than himself, the stream of consciousness method will collapse directly. The Demonic Sword Zuo is The essence of consciousness in the seventh heaven is completely useless to me.”
"All right."
After Zhao Fan finished speaking, he gently closed his eyes, and the black long knife in his hand seemed to be asleep, its brilliance dim.
"Um?"
Wu Nianchen couldn't understand what the other party was up to, but he knew that he couldn't win points easily in this battle, so he immediately drew out his sword, and the secret technique of swordsmanship that he devoted all his strength was integrated into this battle. The secret among them!
"Dream Knife!"
With a thought, Zhao Fan activated the "Sword God Record" and at the same time used one of the matching secret techniques of the sword, the Sleeping Dream Knife!
In the Sword Ruins Realm, those broken swords and those sword graves formed an environment that was not conducive to him. His speed and power were all kinds of invisible obstacles, seriously affecting his state and unable to exert his due strength.
The Dream Knife allows the consciousness to be immersed in a self-centered dream and to control the body. In this way, it can ignore any external invisible interference factors and is no different from waking up.
However, the power of the Dream Sword is slightly inferior to its own strongest power.
But in the Sword Ruins world, if the most powerful method is used, the actual power is not as good as the Sleeping Dream Sword.
Wu Nianchen's sword struck Zhao Fan!
With his eyes closed, he was almost close to the edge of the sword's power, avoiding it. At the same time, he struck the opponent's sword in the middle with his backhand.
"Wonderful, my Sword Ruins Realm's interference to you is equivalent to nothing!"
Wu Nianchen was filled with admiration, and immediately pulled away and said, "But, do you really think that the arrangements in the Sword Ruins Realm are all for show? This formation is called One Hundred Thousand Swords!"
In an instant.
The broken swords on the surface of the Sword Ruins Realm moved one after another, forming a terrifying vortex of mixed power.
Countless sword graves also exploded uniformly, and one hundred thousand sword hilts floated into the vortex of broken swords, transforming into a huge white sword stained with blood!
"One hundred thousand swords, kill!"
Wu Nianchen pointed the white sword in his hand at Zhao Fan like a commander.
The blood-stained giant sword moved at the same time, heading towards Zhao Fan to suppress it!
"One hundred thousand swords?"
Zhao Fan, who was in the dream, immediately struck down the Dream Knife, and the knife he used had a mysterious meaning, called "hair pulling stars"!
Of course, you can’t use what you earn outside the door!
The concept of moving the stars with hair is like moving a thousand pounds with four ounces, but the effect of using small to move big is even greater.
It is also the level of top quasi-emperor!
The sword struck the blood-stained giant sword lightly and softly.
The huge blood-stained giant sword immediately collapsed and turned into a hundred thousand hilts and countless broken swords, scattered on the ground and in the void of the Sword Ruins Realm.
Wu Nianchen looked at this scene, and the corner of his eye twitched, "The light of the sword, as soft as hair, can break my hundred thousand sword to kill with one strike?"
At this moment, he finally experienced for himself how extraordinary that white-robed figure was, and he was shocked and said: "The mysterious sword intention of the top quasi-emperor level, to me, is a balance of power, but his sword contains The secrets in it are not as good as anything, and he even didn’t even use the original mystery!”
Even with the strongest method and the secret within it, even within the Sword Ruins Realm, they have not been able to take any advantage!
In an instant, Zhao Fan's sword light descended on Wu Nianchen's illusory body.
The "One Line of Sky" sword paired with the Ben Lei Dao has a mysterious meaning.
Wu Nianchen was cut into two pieces, and a moment later, his illusory body appeared again.
There is no change in the points of Zhao Fan and Wu Nianchen on the inheritance list.
The many monks who were paying attention to this battle were so quiet that they finally couldn't hold back a series of visual stimulations and broke into an uproar!
"here we go again!"
"What kind of disguise is this?"
"Why did that small battlefield turn into a sword-themed ruin?"
"Damn it, such a big sword? Moreover, Zhao Fan's light sword actually broke it open? Wu Nianchen must be a parallel importer, right? The kind that makes big thunder and small raindrops."
"Parallel import? How about you try it instead? In the final analysis, Zhao Fan is too powerful, exceeding the standard! And Wu Nianchen, although he is also powerful, is still one level behind in the illusory world!"
…
Hotly debated.
However, Demon Sword Zuo has not even raised his eyelids since Zhao Fan and Wu Nianchen were fighting until now.
In his opinion, Zhao Fan is on the same level as himself and Yuhou, so there will be no surprises in the results, and there is no need to watch. If Zhao Fan loses, there is no need to watch. It can only be said that he overestimated the white-robed figure.
…
In the small battlefield covered by the Sword Ruins Realm.
Zhao Fan looked at Wu Nianchen and said with a headache: "Your fake body method should have a limit on the number of times, right? Every time you die, it will consume the real body."
"Good guess."
Wu Nianchen nodded, without denying it, and said proudly: "But if you want to kill my true body, unless you are like Demon Sword Zuo, otherwise, you will be forcefully consumed by me. Although this way of winning is not convincing, if you can get a point, you must not miss it. There are special rewards for the top ten, but who knows if there is any difference between different rankings."
