Dark night and lonely road.
Far away from the lonely path of Youyun Wilderness, a shocking battle is about to take place at this moment.
The Seventh Patriarch of the Futian Sect held a spear in his hand and stared closely at the mysterious young man in front of him. Although he was sure that the person in front of him was a strong man in the Holy Realm, there were also strong and weak people in the Holy Realm. Why was this person... With such a strong oath, can he defeat himself with his own strength?
And the woman who was holding the Miao Dao actually stood aside after the young man's words, showing no sign of taking action.
Is she really not worried about this young man at all?
The eyes of the Seventh Patriarch of the Futian Sect became slightly solemn.
Anyone who can become a strong man in the Holy Realm is not a fool, so he believed that what the young man in front of him said was more than just words. He should have the strength to back up his words.
This can be guessed from the reaction of the woman next to him.
And this also made the Seventh Ancestor more cautious.
After all, a lion fights a rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that the one in front of him is also an extremely powerful lion whose strength is not much different from his own.
Of course, don’t be careless!
Thinking like this, the Seventh Patriarch's hands holding the spear couldn't help but tighten a little.
At this moment, an extremely cold light suddenly flashed across the eyes of the young man opposite!
"Shua..."
The next moment, his figure suddenly stepped out, the sword was like lightning, and he came towards him in an instant, threatening his life!
The Seventh Patriarch did not dare to be careless, and aimed his gun at it calmly. He only heard a "ding..." sound. The gun and the knife met in the void. The two figures were already intertwined at the moment of meeting.
The shadow of the gun is like a dragon, and the sword is like lightning!
The two murderous shadows were entangled and entangled, and it was difficult to distinguish them. In an instant, the two sides had fought for several rounds, but they were always evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish them.
"Not bad! You are indeed worthy of my action!"
The mysterious young man smiled faintly, shook his wrist, and an electric light squeezed into the void, reflecting endless piercing murderous intent in the eyes of the Seventh Ancestor.
"Huh! Your Excellency's tone is too loud!"
The Seventh Ancestor snorted coldly, and as the spear swept around, the murderous aura surged, and it forcibly collided with the lightning that squeezed into the void!
"Ding……"
A crisp sound suddenly sounded, and the knife and gun were separated in the void at the touch of a touch!
The two people who killed each other also separated.
The Seventh Patriarch took three steps back and stabilized his figure, but he was involuntarily surprised.
Although he had expected it, he never expected that the inner strength of the person in front of him would be so powerful. They had just fought and tested each other. Although I had not tried my best, I had shown my true ability. The person in front of me not only received all of my attacks, but also mixed a dark force between the last blows, which made me... , took half a step back.
This person's internal strength is definitely not inferior to his own.
Just as the Seventh Patriarch came to this conclusion, his eyes became more solemn.
Because he knew that the real battle would begin next.
Just now, they were just testing each other.
On the other side, the mysterious young man looked at the Seventh Ancestor with a hint of vague surprise.
Although he had anticipated how difficult his opponent would be before the battle, it was only after the actual fight that he realized how difficult the opponent in front of him was.
"As expected of the Seventh Patriarch of the Futian Sect, I admire you for your skills!"
"But... I wonder if you, Seventh Patriarch, can take the next blow?"
The young man smiled, with a long sword standing horizontally in his hand, and a powerful murderous aura like a mountain moving sideways emanated from his body.
"You will know after you give it a try!"
The Seventh Patriarch sneered again, clenching the spear in his hand, and a turbulent wave of internal energy suddenly spread from his body, confronting the young man in the air with murderous intent spreading around him!
"If that's the case, it would be disrespectful for me to refuse!"
The young man smiled slightly, and immediately pointed the fingers of his left hand together into a sword. As the internal energy of his body was running wildly, he slowly landed on the sword in his right hand.
The fingertips gently stroked the extremely sharp blade, and a wide and solid illusory blade shadow suddenly superimposed on the sword. The longer the length of the blade is touched by the finger, the more and more the superimposed shadow of the blade becomes more solid. And just when the finger touches the end of the blade and the solidification of the blade shadow reaches the limit, there is a shadow of the blade superimposed on the blade. On the body.
If anyone in the Jiulong Mansion saw this scene, they would be shocked!
However, at this moment, the only one who saw this scene was the Seventh Patriarch of the Futian Sect.
Although he didn't know much about this scene, he could sense an extremely powerful and terrifying murderous aura from the illusory shadow superimposed on the blade, as if this sword symbolized the rumored Shura. Hell, if the sword comes out, the gate of hell will open.
"Oh...the Sky-Breaking Sword!"
With a loud shout, the mysterious young man spun the blade, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and then he swung the blade and slashed three times!
The expression of the Seventh Ancestor suddenly changed drastically.
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In the Dragon Sealing Hall, sword shadows filled the sky, like waves of monstrous waves, striking towards the lone figure in the hall.
Ling Miaoyin understood the impeccable realm, condensed the Gang Qi armor, held the sword and faced it with a calm heart.
Even though the sword wave was turbulent, under the double protection of the Gangqi Armor and the Flawless Sword, Ling Miaoyin was unscathed. As the long sword in his hand was swung, the extremely sharp sword intent came out.
"The true meaning of the inner strength of sharpness is sharpness. Now I can take this opportunity to hone my sharpness!"
With this thought in her mind, the long sword in Ling Miaoyin's hand whirled and danced. The confused sword light was integrated into one body, and loomed behind her, forming the shadow of a white lotus that had not yet bloomed.
Ding ding ding…
The long sword stirred up the incoming sword light, and used its own flawless sword to circulate every ounce of power in the body. With the help of force, it cleverly transformed the power in the sword light into its own assistance, thereby changing these swords. The light's offensive turns enemies into friends and can be used by oneself.
At this time, Ling Miaoyin seemed to be immersed in a strange state as she danced with the sword in her hand.
In this state, she felt that her mind was extremely clear, and the problems that she could not figure out in sword training in the past were actually solved at this time.
He seemed to have fallen into an epiphany.
In this state, the budding white lotus behind him slowly opened its petals.
The sword intent contained in Ling Miaoyin's sword has also been greatly improved with the opening of the lotus petal shadow.
Almost all of the incoming sword light was guided by her sword at this moment, surrounding her body as if protecting her hair.
Soon, the petals of the white lotus silhouette opened one by one.
Ling Miaoyin's swordsmanship became more and more sophisticated, and the sword intention in the sword became more and more intense.
When the last petal of the lotus shadow opened slightly, the sword intent in its sword finally reached a limit. At the same time, the thousands of sword lights that could have shot it into a sieve were all surrounding it at this moment. His whole body seemed to be controlled.
At this time, Ling Miaoyin also woke up.
Although she was immersed in the epiphany just now, she still remembered everything that happened.
Looking at the thousands of sword lights around her in surprise, Ling Miaoyin vaguely understood in her heart.
"That move just now was the ultimate defensive move I created when I had an epiphany."
"Since the image of a lotus flower appeared when I was enlightened just now, then my move will be called 'White Lotus Life Guard'..."
"From now on, this is my strongest defense skill..."
Ling Miaoyin was extremely happy. She didn't expect that this crisis would actually benefit her so much. This was really a blessing in disguise!
However, when Shi Dongji, who was far away in the inner hall, saw his expression through the screen, a cold light suddenly flashed across his gloomy eyes.
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