The powerful aura of death fear swept all over the world, and the true cultivation displayed by the person with the sword on his back was no longer lower than the mid-level of the psychic realm, and he was already a real master among the powerhouses of the psychic realm.

What's more, this person is also a swordsman who cultivates kendo, the main attack of kendo, and his attack power is far stronger than ordinary exercises and martial arts, so it is not difficult to imagine that this person's actual combat power is much stronger than that of the True Yuan realm.

Zhao Zilong glanced at this person, and the green knife in his hand swept out, and directly slashed at the person with a knife covering his face.

The knife was silent, and the terrifying killing intent was released at the same time as the knife was slashed, and it swept towards the swordsman with a thunderous momentum.

A flash of brilliance flashed in the eyes of the man with the sword on his back, but when he saw Zhao Zilong's mediocre sword, his eyes suddenly dimmed, it was too simple.

However, the next moment, the man with the sword on his back once again showed a solemn expression, because in the face of Zhao Zilong's knife, he couldn't find a way to crack it, and the only way to crack it was to fight hard with the other party.

"Compared to the realm, you are looking for your own death!" The man with the sword on his back is already very famous in the rivers and lakes, and he is the best among the kendo cultivators, and his swordsmanship has been famous all over the world decades ago, and now he is out of the mountain to deal with a few juniors, and he feels that the family let him personally go out to cut mosquitoes, which is too big and useless, but it was not until Zhao Zilong showed the realm of the psychic realm that he gave birth to a little attention.

At this moment, seeing that Zhao Zilong actually wanted to compete with himself in the True Yuan Realm, he was surprised in his heart, and even underestimated Zhao Zilong a few points. The True Yuan realm is comparable to who has been cultivating for a longer time, he is much older than Zhao Zilong, and the actual realm is indeed higher than Zhao Zilong, so in his opinion, Zhao Zilong's tricks are undoubtedly the most stupid.

So, a wide long sword slashed out with the power of thunder.

The swords collided together in an instant, and the two terrifying and violent True Yuan forces were transmitted to the opponent through the medium of the sword.

Bang!

The energy broke through the air, visible to the naked eye, and the two brilliant True Yuan Gang Qi rays collided wildly together, and then turned into fragments of the heavenly energy and splashed wildly.

Zhao Zilong snorted, and his body flew backwards.

The contemptuous look on the face of the man with the sword on his back turned extremely pale, a trace of bright blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his entire body fell backwards much faster than Zhao Zilong.

The crowd was dumbfounded again.

Facing Wu Qinian in the late stage of the invincible realm before, Zhao Zilong broke the enemy with one sword and directly defeated the opponent. Now facing the powerhouse of the mid-stage realm of the psychic realm, under the confrontation between the two, Zhao Zilong has the upper hand again!

How is this possible?

Even Tang Cheng and God Tu and the others felt so incredible.

There is nothing fancy about competing for Zhenyuan cultivation, no one can take advantage of it, and those who are in the realm of cultivation will always have the upper hand.

But now, Zhao Zilong is obviously weaker than the other party, and the other party is obviously one level higher than him, but he still has the absolute upper hand.

"How so?" The man with the sword on his back looked shocked and disbelieving, forcibly suppressed the true yuan fluctuations in his body, looked at Zhao Zilong with a solemn expression and exclaimed.

Zhao Zilong didn't answer the other party, his whole arm was also numb at the moment, but he didn't care, because he had the absolute upper hand. That is to say, no matter what kind of True Yuan realm he enters, in the case of only competing for True Yuan cultivation, unless the opponent's True Yuan strength is much greater than his, he does not need to be afraid at all.

In that move just now, Zhao Zilong used four times the output secret, and the true element in his body was released at that moment with a concept that exceeded that of ordinary cultivators by four times, and the power of that move was equivalent to four times the strength of his full state.

Although the man with the sword on his back was stronger than Zhao Zilong, he could not be compared with the four Zhao Zilong, so he suffered a big loss with one move.

Without saying a word, Zhao Zilong slashed out with another knife, directly taking the vital part of the opponent's heart.

The man with the sword on his back was shocked, Zhao Zilong's knife technique was very simple and direct, but it contained a domineering and indomitable momentum, this momentum was very unique, even if the man with the sword was stronger than Zhao Zilong, but when facing Zhao Zilong's momentum, he still had a sense of fear that made him feel ashamed.

The essence light in his eyes burst out, and the heaven and earth vitality power around the body of the man with the sword on his back instantly surged wildly, and a huge transparent long sword was generated out of thin air, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

A sword intent broke through the air, and a huge transparent sword body was generated, so in the next moment, a huge transparent sword body that appeared out of thin air fell from the sky and stabbed Zhao Zilong fiercely.

"Such a strong kendo artistic conception, it can be condensed in an instant invisibly, it's terrifying!" Murong's face turned pale in an instant, his eyes showed a look of worry, his whole body trembled slightly, and a terrifying sword intent was condensed in his heart, and he was almost about to make a move to solve Zhao Zilong's danger.

However, the accident happened too quickly, and although Murong's reaction was fast, Zhao Zilong and the man with the sword on his back were both powerhouses in the psychic realm, and when she reacted, it was too late to come to the rescue.

The moment before the transparent sword body was generated, Zhao Zilong's sea of consciousness was violently shaken, which was the high sensitivity possessed by a psychic realm powerhouse, so at this moment, a terrifying aura also erupted from his body, and the force between heaven and earth was also controlled by him at this moment.

Originally, when the sword of the man with the sword on his back was issued, the power in the void enveloped Zhao Zilong's whole body, and the force cooperated with the powerful breath, like a cage and shackles to bind Zhao Zilong to death, and the huge transparent sword body above his head could break through Zhao Zilong's body with a sword, making Zhao Zilong like fish on a chopping board.

However, Zhao Zilong's reaction was really not slow, so at that moment, he erupted into a violent psychic realm magic power, his sea of consciousness was boundless, and his mind was incomparably strong, instantly shattering the Force's wrapping and binding on him.

Before he had time to raise his head, Zhao Zilong withdrew his knife, the blade of the knife was across his head, and the majestic true yuan power burst out in an instant, and a dazzling cyan luster burst out around the green knife in an instant.

The sharp sword body sword tip stabbed, if the speed was slowed down by a hundred thousand times, the naked eye could clearly see that this transparent and powerful sword body began to crack when it came into contact with the dazzling luster emitted by the green knife, and the tip of the sword instantly turned into a sky of powder, weathered in the void.

The sword body stabbed down with the momentum of thunder, and the violent power was stacked layer by layer, bombarding the blade of the green knife.

Zhao Zilong's arm holding the knife sank, and his left hand immediately lifted up, dragging the other end of the knife blade.

"Boom!"

The transparent sword body turned into thousands of catties of force and pressed down, bombarding the green knife.

The dazzling luster on the green knife dissipated instantly, Zhao Zilong snorted, his mouth was salty, and he squirted a mouthful of thick blood, and at the same time, his knees were bent, and his left leg finally couldn't bear it and knelt on the ground.

Boom!

The ground cracked, and his knees knelt out of a deep pit on the ground, Zhao Zilong's body was like a curved bow that was full, and his whole body seemed to be holding a huge mountain, suddenly sinking and bending.

The transparent sword body was left with less than half of the broken sword body.

"Wow!"

Another mouthful of blood gushed out, coupled with the terrifying oppressive force formed by the power of those heaven and earth vitality that was frantically surging from the surrounding void, Zhao Zilong could only hear the fragile beating of his heart at this moment.

Cold sweat rolled down his forehead like rain, Zhao Zilong only felt that his vision was blurred and hazy, and the feeling of being in a desperate situation was like a lonely soul being locked in a closed and narrow space, and only the god of death was smiling at you on that end.

"Ah~~~"

At the last moment, Zhao Zilong let out a roar from the depths of his soul, and deep in his body, a suppressed cold force suddenly surged, causing him to fall into the ice and snow, and the beads of sweat rolled down into white ice on his hair and face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone's hearts were on their throats. Murong's hand was pinching the hilt of the sword, her nails had already scratched her flesh, and blood was spilling out, which showed how nervous she was.

The three of Tu Shen, Tang Cheng and Murong Longcheng forgot their breath, and even forgot their heartbeat, and at this moment they thought that Zhao Zilong was about to disappear in front of them.

You can harness the Force to launch an attack with your thoughts, and you can instantly condense the Force into a real power attack, a terrifying power, and a powerful realm. Is this the magical method of a strong person in the psychic realm?

Fortunately, Zhao Zilong is also a powerhouse in the psychic realm, and the thoughts in the sea of knowledge are far more powerful than ordinary cultivators, otherwise under the move of the man with the sword on his back, I am afraid that he would have been wiped out long ago.

But even so, he was forced into a desperate situation, because the psychic realm of the man with the sword on his back was perfectly combined with the artistic conception of the sword, and the attacks he issued were so decisive and powerful in terms of speed and strength that it was irresistible.

Fortunately, at the last moment, the cold and familiar power suppressed in Zhao Zilong's body erupted again, as if he was suppressed by the Demon Emperor's psychic realm coercion, once his cold attribute power broke out, he broke through the invisible force restraint with a domineering momentum that sealed the world, and even froze the sword body that was only half cut in an instant with lightning speed.

Zhao Zilong seemed to be at the bottom of the incomparably cold ice lake again, his teeth shaking wildly at a frequency of 10,000 times per minute. But he remained absolutely conscious, because this was not the first time he had been in such a situation, and he had been at the bottom of the icy lake many times, so he could bear this sudden change.

The man with the sword on his back finally landed on the ground, his move just now was completely released in the process of retreating in the void after being knocked out by Zhao Zilong after the first move, if it weren't for this magical means to force Zhao Zilong to surround Wei and save Zhao, he really couldn't imagine whether he could still take Zhao Zilong's second sword.

But Zhao Zilong actually broke the power of his sword at the last moment and was able to immortalize, which surprised the man with the sword on his back. In terms of Zhenyuan cultivation, he boasted that he was stronger than Zhao Zilong, but he lost to Zhao Zilong in one move. can talk about the level of consciousness, he boasts that he is far superior to Zhao Zilong.

However, in an attack issued in his state of consciousness, Zhao Zilong still survived, and finally broke out with an inexplicably frightening cold aura.

"The power of the ice attribute?" The man with the sword on his back coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood again.

Zhao Zilong was trembling all over, although the terrifying chill did not freeze him, the void air around him seemed to be frozen and frozen by the chill emanating from his body, this terrifying ice attribute power was too domineering.

Zhao Zilong felt that he couldn't bear the erosion of this cold, but he was sincerely grateful, because this cold power had saved his life for the second time. Although he didn't know what kind of disaster this cold would bring to him in the future, at least it was a life-saving talisman for him now.