Jiang Tian looked solemn, clasped his fists and said: "Since this junior has stepped into this ancient battlefield, he has naturally put life and death aside, so please give me some advice, senior!"
"Okay, as long as we, the human cultivators, are as brave as you and not afraid of death, even if the demon clan gains power for a while, we will be able to drive them out of this world sooner or later!" The white-robed demon cultivator smiled slightly and nodded to Jiang Tian approvingly. .
Then he raised his long sword and looked at the deep ravine behind Jiang Tian, as if recalling the past. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "My sword is extremely powerful. Since you only have Yuan Dan." In the later stage of cultivation, I will also suppress my strength from the late stage of Wanxiang to the early stage of Zifu, so be careful!"
"Senior, aren't you a Yuanshen realm monk?" Jiang Tian was stunned when he heard the white-robed heroic spirit's words and looked at him in surprise.
Emperor Xuantian made it clear before that the sword that cut out a ravine was struck by a strong person in the Yuan Shen realm.
The white-robed monk chuckled and said lightly: "How can I be a Yuanshen Realm monk? If I were a Yuanshen Realm monk, after I slashed this sword, I would not have exhausted my soul, exhausted my spiritual energy, and exhausted my strength. Sitting down!"
Jiang Tian hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Senior, may I ask who you killed with this sword?"
The white-robed heroic spirit smiled and said: "I am just an unknown demon clan with perfect cultivation of Yuan Shen. Unfortunately, my strength was too low at that time. I was only in the late stage of Wanxiang. If I had the perfect cultivation of Wanxiang, maybe I wouldn't be able to do it." After he killed him, he himself died of exhaustion!"
"senior……!"
Jiang Tian looked at the white-robed heroic spirit with a smile on his face, but was speechless for a moment. In the later stage of Wanxiang, he could kill a strong man who had reached the perfect state of Yuan Shen. It can be seen that this white-robed heroic spirit must have been famous all over the world back then, and he was extremely talented. A beautiful and evil character, but he died here in a fierce battle.
If he had not died, I believe that with his talent, he would have no problem advancing to the Void Refining Realm, or even the Sanxian Realm, and might even reach the Pure Yang Realm.
However, even though he died here in obscurity, the white-robed heroic spirit remained free and easy. He did not regret entering the ancient battlefield at all, nor did he regret that he had tried his best and risked his life to kill the demon clan.
"Why do you need to act like a child? Killing monsters is what every human monk should do. Since I embark on the path of cultivation, I must protect the common people. Although I die in battle, my majesty will last forever. This is why The reason why I took the initiative to become a heroic spirit is that this sword I randomly figured out may also be able to play some role in killing the demon clan. If you can block my sword, I will teach it to you!"
The white-robed heroic spirit shook his head slightly. Although he was dead and his thoughts were gone, his heart was still focused on the future of the human race.
"Okay, senior, please take action!"
Jiang Tian nodded and looked solemnly at the white-robed heroic spirit in front of him. He was extremely curious about the sword that the white-robed heroic spirit had wielded. It would be a pleasure to witness with his own eyes the powerful swordsmanship and supernatural power of this thousand-year-old man. things.
The white-robed heroic spirit took a deep look at Jiang Tian and said in a deep voice: "You have to think clearly. If you can't catch my sword, you will die!"
"I can see the sword moves of my senior with my own eyes, even if I die, I will have no regrets!" Jiang Tian looked solemn and nodded to the white-robed heroic spirit again.
"No regrets, no regrets. If that's the case, then prepare to accept the move!"
A glint of approval flashed through the eyes of the white-robed heroic spirit. However, as a heroic spirit in this ancient battlefield, when he encounters a challenger, he must use his full strength and must not cheat. Therefore, with this sword, he will use the purple sword. With his early cultivation level, he could slash out with all his strength. Whether Jiang Tian could catch it or not would depend on his luck.
Jiang Tian looked solemn, took out the Yuanchu Sword from Najie, then raised his eyes to look at the white-robed heroic spirit, and said loudly: "Senior, please take action!"
"Okay, take the move!"
The white-robed heroic spirit smiled proudly and raised his long sword. In an instant, two scorching flames seemed to ignite in his eyes, followed by an extremely terrifying white flame that suddenly rose from his body and continued to sink into the long sword. middle.
These white flames have both the true meaning of scorching heat and sharpness, and they continue to condense on the long sword, becoming more concentrated and thick.
When the white flames on the sword blade had condensed to the extreme, the white-robed heroic spirit roared angrily and slashed hard towards the river and sky.
Boom!
The white flames on the long sword in his hand burst out with bursts of thunder, transformed into a white giant sword a hundred feet long, and slashed down toward the river and the sky.
"Well done!"
Seeing the terrifying power of the white-robed heroic spirit's sword, Jiang Tian's eyes also burst with burning fighting spirit.
He raised the Yuanchu Sword, and the power of the soul in the sea of consciousness and the spiritual energy in the Dantian were all absorbed into the Yuanchu Sword. Finally, it turned into a dazzling crimson sword light and slashed hard against the white giant sword.
boom!
In just an instant, the evil-killing sword intention collided with the giant sword transformed into white flames. Then the scorching breath and indestructible sharpness contained in the white flames continued to consume Jiang Tian's soul and spiritual energy. Sword intent.
After a moment of stalemate, the Zhu Xie Sword Intent suddenly dissipated, turning into circles of red ripples rippling around, and the white giant sword only had a sharp edge left, which penetrated Jiang Tian before he could react. On his left shoulder, there was a bunch of blood flowers.
Jiang Tian lowered his head and looked at the wound on his left shoulder, only to see traces of burnt black marks on the wound. The wound had been sealed by the high temperature contained in the sword, so that no blood could flow out of the wound.
The scorching and sharp sword intent was raging continuously in his meridians at this moment. Fortunately, Jiang Tian's meridians were much wider and tougher than before. Otherwise, his veins would have been broken by now.
Jiang Tian circulated the Taiyi Immortal Body, mobilized the spiritual energy in Yuan Dan, and gradually consumed the scorching heat and sharpness contained in the sword energy. Finally, he raised his head and looked at the white-robed heroic spirit. Just as he was about to speak, something appeared at the corner of his mouth. A trace of blood spilled out, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.
Even so, Jiang Tian still gritted his teeth, showed a smile uglier than crying to the white-robed hero, and said loudly: "Senior, does this count as blocking your sword?"
The white-robed heroic spirit smiled and nodded: "As long as you catch my sword without dying, you have blocked my sword. Congratulations, you passed my test!"
Hearing the words of the white-robed heroic spirit, Jiang Tian could no longer bear it. With a muffled groan, he sat down cross-legged, and then gave the white-robed heroic spirit a helpless smile: "Senior, please wait a moment, I will first leave the senior in the meridians." The sword intent under me is gone. If I let these sword intent continue to rage, I am afraid that all my internal organs will be damaged!"
"It doesn't matter, just heal your wounds. In this ancient battlefield, time is the least valuable thing!" The white-robed heroic spirit sighed faintly.
