Fan Jingtang was also amazed by the subtle changes in sword momentum, as a former grandmaster, he had seen a lot of knowledge, but he had never seen such a subtle young martial artist who could carve the changes of his moves at this age.

Even the Grandmaster is no more than the same in the application of moves!

For example, he can't do it now.

But it doesn't matter, even if the change of moves is not as good as the other party, Fan Jingtang does not have any panic and worry, he has other means to deal with it.

At the beginning, he wasted his work and rebuilt the "Blood Transformation Dafa", but it was not just because he could prolong his life!

Under the fierce burning of the flames, the blood scabs peeled off layer by layer, and it was about to be burned through.

Fan Jingtang let out a ruddy laugh, and then the entire blood-colored figure disappeared, turning into a blood shadow that kept changing, and rushed towards the fit below.

Below, Zhang Xiaotian's true figure just stood out from the void.

From Zhang Xiaotian dodging the blood shadow turned by the blood lotus with an illusion, to the sword light changing into a flame calcining Fan Jingtang, and then to Fan Jingtang turning into a blood shadow and rushing down, this change was said to be too late and that fast, but in fact, it was only completed in the light of light.

Fan Jingtang's timing of this flutter was also excellent, it happened to be the gap between the changes in Zhang Xiaotian's body and his aura, and when the old force was about to do its best and the new force was not born, he couldn't dodge and dodge.

After all, although he is no longer a grandmaster, the grandmaster's vision and combat experience are still there.

As soon as Zhang Xiaotian appeared, he saw a bloody shadow rushing towards him with a bloody wind, the sword in his hand suddenly moved, and the sky with all colors suddenly darkened, as if night was falling.

A sword light pierced the void like a great river of waves, and various visions such as flames, green lotus, and thunder and lightning floated in the great river of sword light, like a meteor in the dark night.

Fan Jingtang smiled, and the blood shadow changed instantly, blurry, sometimes virtual and sometimes real, the body shape was weird, and the light was fast, but under the shroud of the long river of sword light, it was difficult to get rid of.

Fan Jingtang didn't think about getting rid of it, only to see the blood shadow on his body, and once again conjured up a blood-colored lotus, blooming one by one around his body, the process of blooming made people see clearly, every detail was clear at a glance, making people fascinated, but when the bloom was finished, he found that it seemed to be a very long process just now, but it was not even used for a moment, and the inconsistencies were full of treacherous and demonic.

This blood-colored lotus flower is different from the previous ones, it is more paradoxical, demonic, bloody, mysterious, and deep......

Thunder and lightning, flames, green lotus, clouds and mist and other colorful sword lights hit the blood lotus, and it was held up by its petals one by one, and every time a petal disappeared, a piece of bloom appeared on the lotus platform, layer upon layer, as if the sky was full of blood-colored lotus petals.

All kinds of sword light and many blood lotus petals were extinguished together, but the magic of the Beidou sword technique was more than that, Zhang Xiaotian's sword technique seemed to be endless, and one kind of sword light annihilation added another, and the speed at which the blood lotus petals bloomed could not keep up with the birth of a new sword light.

Finally, in the wave after wave of attacks, the entire blood lotus began to melt rapidly, and it could no longer protect the blood shadow behind it.

As a result, countless colorful sword lights swarmed in, hitting the blood shadow that Fan Jingtang had turned into in unison.

All kinds of brilliance erupted on the blood shadow's body, reflecting the hazy surroundings, and there was a blood light in it that kept rising and changing, but it was covered by the sword light in the blink of an eye.

Countless sword lights quickly converged into a bit of sharp sword light, and finally exploded silently, causing the nearby space to begin to destroy, collapse, and fall apart.

Seeing Fan Jingtang disappear into the black void of space, Zhang Xiaotian didn't have the slightest joy, and even flashed a sense of danger on a whim!

He didn't think much about it, and hurriedly ran the source power to unfold with the body method, and at the same time, the long sword was recycled, and layers of sword net defenses were laid around his body.

As soon as the sword net was formed, a blurred blood shadow appeared behind Zhang Xiaotian, emitting a sharp roar, which made people's hearts shake and it was difficult to control themselves, and then directly pounced on the criss-crossing sword net.

"I didn't expect your kid to have such a strong combat power at the sixth level of source power, but that's the end of it!"

In the blink of an eye, the blood shadow had already penetrated the sword net, and under the cutting of the sword momentum, the blood color began to dim and split, disappearing bit by bit, returning to the source power of chaos, which was difficult to contain.

But Fan Jingtang didn't care, anyway, that kid was right in front of him, and he would soon be able to absorb his flesh and blood Yuan Shen Essence to replenish himself.

A bloody hand was pressed against Zhang Xiaotian's chest, and the blood light skyrocketed, spreading like water, drilling into it through the gap in the silk cloth, and the silk robe could not stop the penetration of the bloodless light.

Hehe, boy, you will become a part of this ancestor!

Fan Jingtang laughed proudly.

But at this moment, Zhang Xiaotian's whole person's momentum changed, and he was vast and high, like a god standing high, looking down on the common people, and his body was surrounded by the realm of gods.

Fan Jingtang only felt as if he had broken into another world - the world of swords!

In this world, natural phenomena such as flowers and trees, wind and clouds, snow and rain are all composed of sword momentum, sharp, cutting, tearing, earth fire, thunder, falling stars and other visions are full of this world.

For the first time, a sense of fear rose in Fan Jingtang's heart.

How can it be!

How old is this kid? Actually built his own martial arts domain?

The realm of martial artists can be said to be a key step for martial artists to move towards the Great Dao, and the so-called domain is actually a small world established by relying on the exercises practiced by martial artists and combined with the rhyme of the Great Dao.

In this small world, the master is a god, who can call the wind and rain and wave his hand.

The battle of high-level martial artists is actually a competition in the realm, and whoever has a stronger realm and who has a deeper understanding of the Great Dao will be inclined to which side of the victory.

But the realm of martial artists is not so easy to establish, first of all, the spirit of martial artists must be strong to a certain extent; Secondly, the comprehension of the respective chosen martial arts must be exposed to at least a trace of the Great Dao; Third, we need to understand how a whole world works, otherwise how can we build it.

Therefore, the "starting point" for ordinary martial artists to build their own realm, at least at the grandmaster stage, but in fact, most grandmaster masters are unable to build their realm during this period, because the third of these three requirements is too difficult.

The laws of the world are not so easy to figure out.

Most martial artists only begin to build their own martial arts domain during the Great Grandmaster period, and even such successful examples are rare.

And Zhang Xiaotian is a complete special case, he who has absorbed the consciousness of Earth Gaia, he really knows the operation laws of a world very well, and the most difficult step in building a martial arts realm is the easiest for him.

So he's doing the opposite, building a world and then filling it in.

Of course, the establishment of this world was influenced by the sword intent on the plaque of the Star Picking Tower, and it can be said that it was forced to be built, and the foundation was not stable.

But at this moment, it was Fan Jingtang who was frightened.

(End of chapter)