Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Thousand Years Now, I will be the first

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One man fights against dozens of Dharmakaya True Infants. Such a scene leaves those watching the battle dumbfounded and awe-struck.

No matter what the monks thought in that scene, at this moment, the two forces of good and evil in Jienan Tianhai were all talking about it. What everyone said and what they thought in their hearts was this sword that killed all the demons. Sister!

Only now did Xu Chengyin realize why Hai Qing was not worried about her disciple. The strength Zhao Chun had shown now was already far beyond the limit that everyone could have imagined.

Can a true infant who has not even cultivated the Dharmakaya really achieve this?

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes today, I'm afraid not many people would have dared to believe that there were dozens of dead souls of Dharmakaya True Infants under Zhao Chun's sword!

She wields every sword with ease, as if she was born to be a darling of swordsmanship. She can hide her sword in the sheath, but also reveal her sharp edge to slay demons!

He has swordsmanship qualifications that are not inferior to Zhan Tian, ​​and even surpasses him. At the same time, he has inherited the True Yang Way of his master Hai Qing. What frightens Xu Chengyin is that there are almost no flaws in Zhao Xun. Her practice, her magical powers, all presented a perfect posture.

There is no wanton evil like Zhan Tian and Hai Qing, but they have managed to push the abilities possessed by the two to the extreme.

Xu Chengyin could imagine that everything Zhao Shun had today must have been obtained by her all.

A monk who is always fighting with the sky, a seeker who is extremely demanding on himself.

A person who was much crazier than Zhan Tian and Hai Qing, but he also had a calm and peaceful temperament.

"Such a genius, I've only seen this person in my life." Xu Chengyin smiled and shook his head, saying in his heart that we are old.

Hai Qing's eyes were gentle and he looked at his disciple with relief, and the corners of his mouth were raised unconsciously.

If we say that all the disciples in the Feixing Temple are proud of themselves and are constantly praising and exclaiming, on the other hand, looking at the Heyuan Floating Palace, most of the Taiyuan disciples' expressions are those of shock and astonishment.

"One person beheaded dozens of evil cultivator true babies. Could it be that I am blind? How could I do this?"

"Among Zhaoyan's swordsmanship geniuses, isn't Chi Zangfeng the most powerful one? Who is this person?!"

Zhao Chun rose from the lower world, so her reputation is naturally not as great as that of Chi Zangfeng, Yan Qiuxing and others in the ten righteous sects. Moreover, the two major immortal sects are full of geniuses. She often practices in seclusion and does not show up in front of others. Taiyuan disciples Her name and deeds are rarely mentioned.

Now that he is born, it is like giving a bolt from the blue to the ten righteous sects, and once again putting the title of genius of the human race in front of everyone, so that monks all over the world know that there is an insurmountable gap between geniuses, and true geniuses What a proud man is, you will know after seeing Zhao Chun today.

Someone who was more sensitive to the news showed a superior attitude at this moment and curled his lips and said: "This person is not an unknown person in Zhaoyan, but you have never heard of it?

"She is the master of Zhenyang Shangqing Cave - the beloved disciple of the Great Master Hai Qing. Her name is Zhao Chun and her Taoist name is Xihe. She was given the title of Sword Master because she held the Heavenly Sword in her hand. She had previously defeated Kui with one sword. In Mendongtian, among Zhaoyan's peers, there are few rivals like this one!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a complete silence among Taiyuan disciples, and you could hear a pin drop!

As early as when they met Feixingguan on a narrow road, some of the disciples were not angry with Hai Qing's strength, and vowed to defeat her disciples and regain face for their own sect. Today I saw that Haiqing's disciple was such a fierce and powerful person. The disciple who spoke earlier had his face down with his head down in despair, hesitating and dared not speak any more.

In the upper hall of the floating palace, Xiao Yingquan stood with his hands behind his hands, but his young face had a calm expression.

"Do you think that any of my disciples in Taiyuan can compete with this Zhao Chun?" He turned his back, leaving a group of elders frowning in deep thought, and could not respond for a long time.

Naturally, they would not think that Xiao Yingquan's words simply refer to strength. The ten sects of the Righteous Way are in no shortage of powerful people. No matter how amazing Zhao Chun is, there will definitely be Dharmakaya True Infants whom she cannot defeat, such as Yuan Guanyin, Du Junchang, He Bin, etc. The disciple who was only one step away from the enemy was able to overpower Zhao Chun with his cultivation and Taoism.

And this does not mean that Zhao Chun is not as good as him.

The most distinguishing difference between geniuses, and at the same time the most unpraiseworthy, is the difference in cultivation brought about by these endless years.

None of the true infants on the lotus throne have nearly two hundred years or even more years of practice than Zhao Chun. But even so, some of them cannot guarantee that they will be able to face Zhao Chun today. win.

When Yuan Guanyin and others were at Zhao Shun's age and level, they never achieved the latter's achievements, and this was already a defeat.

Absolute talent and understanding can sometimes bridge the gap of time.

What Xiao Yingquan asked was this kind of genius.

Many names kept flashing in the minds of the elders, but somehow, when they blurted them out, they all hesitated invariably.

Xiao Yingquan closed his eyes, and the silence behind him had already given him the best answer to what he had just asked.

nobody.

Just like Zhan Tian who was born out of nowhere, he eclipsed all the geniuses of his generation.

With such a disciple sitting here, it's no wonder that Hai Qing loves him like a treasure.

Haiqing, Haiqing, who in the world has such luck? Two human race geniuses have worshiped under her sect one after another!

Xiao Yingquan chuckled, but his mood gradually calmed down.

No matter what the people of the ten righteous sects thought of her, Zhao Chun was not distracted. He raised his sword and killed the evil cultivators in the field until everyone fell on their backs.

Looking down at Fengyun Dojo, one can see Sister Yi Jian leading the way, followed by thousands of disciples of the righteous path. The strength she has shown has convinced everyone. For this reason, their morale has greatly increased, forcing the evil path to gradually decline. The appearance!

I don’t know how many souls were killed under Zhao Chun’s sword. I only know that her aura is rising steadily, and even her eyes can make the evil demon monks deeply fearful.

Zhang Xiu stepped on the blood cloud, and as the ferocious demon heads around him vomited, countless withered bones fell from the clouds to the ground. With this large amount of blood food to replenish his body, his face was red and his eyes were bright.

Ying Huaiqiu, who was in front of him, undoubtedly had an earthy complexion and looked a little tired.

"Hmph, if it weren't for these sinister means, do you think you can kill me?" Ying Huaiqiu snorted coldly, and the feeling of emptiness rising from his dantian made the unwillingness in his eyes even stronger.

"It's just a life-saving method, but it's not worthy of a sinister means." Zhang Xiu grinned, but at the next moment he took out his big hand at Ying Huaiqiu's Dantian, "Only after I took your true baby today, you will know that I, Zhang Xiu, sharp!"

He looked up to the sky and laughed, blood splattered from his hand, and he fiercely grabbed out a real baby with a frightened expression.

(End of chapter)