"His real attack is here!" A thought instantly surged into Ye Feng's mind. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sword of Holy Power!

The sword in his hand slashed forward with great speed, and a pale cyan holy power met the sword qi. "Boom!" This holy power, with its invincible power, directly broke through the sword qi that Jun Mo asked, and rushed directly towards Jun Mo Wen. His sword qi had a thousand-fold power of the general trend of heaven and earth, but in front of the holy power, it was extremely fragile.

Sacred power is a kind of divine power, invincible.

"Not good!" Seeing that Ye Feng not only found the right direction of attack, but also sent out holy power, breaking through his sword qi and attacking him, Jun Mowen was suddenly shocked.

Hurriedly dodged with an extremely fast body technique, leaving an afterimage of the figure in the position where it had been standing. However, the Holy Force's attack was too fast, and with a "snort!", a huge bloody mouth was unfolded on his left arm, and blood flowed freely. His speed is also well-known in the Shinto Academy, but he can't dodge it.

Moreover, Ye Feng's holy power attack was also blocked by his sword qi for some time.

"It's scary!"

"The Sword Saint cultivation is a big realm higher than the peak of the Spirit Realm, and it really can't be made up for by relying on the weirdness of the sword technique. The crowd shuddered.

Ye Feng became a Sword Saint, and he was already in the second year of the Shinto Academy.

"I'm defeated!" Jun Mowen looked at the sword in his hand and said to Ye Feng, looking a little lonely. He was defeated, and he was crushed. The power of the Sword Master was too strong, not only allowing him to comprehend the Holy Power, but also allowing his comprehension of the Way of the Sword to increase so much that he could see the direction of his attack clearly.

There are too many places for people to grow when they are promoted to a big realm.

"From now on, the position of the Shinto Academy on the second day will be yours. You were promoted to Sword Saint cultivation earlier than me, so my talent is not as good as yours. Jun Mo asked. Every genius thinks very highly of himself, and thinks that his talent is not lost to anyone, but he actually admitted that his talent is not as good as Ye Feng just now, giving people a feeling of tragedy and the end of a genius.

"However, there are still three months to go before the Shinto Academy. In the past three months, I will continue to cultivate, strive to break through the bottleneck and reach the Sword Saint Cultivation, and then compete with you again!" After speaking, Jun Mowen jumped off the martial arts stage and walked out silently. He didn't use his body to leave at this time, as if he was reminiscing about something.

"You can use the magical sword technique of the Heart Sword, and your talent is also unique in a million. Ye Feng turned on his lonely voice and said to him behind his back: "I will wait for that day." After a contest, the two geniuses seemed to have a feeling of sympathy for each other. After speaking, Ye Feng flew away, stepping on the rolling heaven and earth vitality, and went away in the sky.

Looking at his departing back, the eyes of the crowd were filled with envy, jealousy, and more enthusiasm. When will he be able to advance to the Sword Saint realm and be as proud as he is? Improving cultivation is the most important thing in life. As for the false names in the world, they are all floating clouds. Just like Li Changsheng, although he was named a great Han scholar by Emperor Wu, but in front of them, ants are inferior.

Li Changsheng could only barely catch Jun Mowen's sword intent, and if he fought against Ye Feng, he was afraid that he would be killed with one sword. The strength is too weak, what is the use of those false names?

If it weren't for Emperor Wu's protection, how could he have survived to this day?

However, at this moment, the door of the cultivation tall building next to it slowly opened, and a person walked out of it. He was dressed in a white scholar's uniform with a pattern on it that showed him to be a university scholar, and behind him was a heavy sword. The long hair fluttered in the wind, and the eyes were incomparably clear.

This person is Li Changsheng, after he returned to the Shinto Academy, he has been cultivating high-rise buildings to improve his cultivation. As for the battle, he also heard about it, but he didn't think it would be good for him to watch such a fight, so he didn't come to watch it.

"Great Han Guoshi, Li Changsheng?"

All the onlookers looked at him, and the meaning in their eyes was very complicated. There is banter, there is contempt. Just now, Ye Feng said that he wanted to teach him a lesson, and Jun Mo asked that he could only barely catch a sword of his fifty percent sword intent. And he actually walked out after someone else's battle.

It was clear that he was afraid, deliberately avoiding the two of them.

However, with his cultivation, it is understandable that he deliberately avoided the two of them. Ye Feng was a Sword Saint powerhouse, and Jun Mowen was a third-ranked master, and neither of them was easy to deal with.

"What a bullshit!"

"A coward who only knows how to dodge!"

"In the past, it was quite said that he brought a message to the Son of God, saying that 'the great man is immortal, and he is not weaker than others. 'It's ridiculous!'

"Although the title of national scholar is a secular title, when used on a coward, it is simply insulting to the word national scholar. ”

People were talking about it, but Jun Mo asked that Li Changsheng was able to catch a sword with fifty percent of his sword intent, which still made them dare not directly step forward to provoke Li Changsheng.

And Li Changsheng looked at this group of people looking at him with strange eyes, and felt a little inexplicable, and he didn't know what was going on at all. But he didn't bother to pay attention to this, and then turned to leave.

"Wait!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice reached his ears. Immediately, a dark shadow flashed, and a young man landed in front of him, blocking his way. At this time, there seemed to be a wound on his left arm, but he had been treated with gold sore medicine and no longer bled out. Li Changsheng saw that this person was Jun Mo asking.

Hearing him be so rude, Li Changsheng couldn't help but look at him, and asked indifferently, "What's the matter?"

"Last time, you caught a sword of my fivefold sword intent, and today, I want you to go to the sword platform and fight with me. Jun Mowen said coldly. The last sword competition with Li Changsheng gave him a new understanding of the heart sword. Now that he saw Li Changsheng come out, he wanted Li Changsheng to help him comprehend the sword intent and even break through the bottleneck.

He had been stuck at the peak of the Venerable Spirit Realm for a long time, and in many cases, breakthroughs were only possible from battles to comprehend a trace of mystery.

"In the battle with Ye Feng just now, you must have said that I was worthless, right?" Li Changsheng asked. He was so clever that he quickly heard some clues from the words of the crowd. He even judged that Jun Mowen said on the stage that he only used the fivefold sword intent last time, and he was nothing in front of him.

And Li Changsheng also instantly understood that he wanted to confirm his swordsmanship and help him comprehend it when he found himself now. Otherwise, after he is defeated, how will he find someone to fight again?

There is such a shameless person in the world, who has helped him improve his kendo comprehension, but he has degraded himself to the point that it is not worth asking. And now that he has found himself again, it is clear that he has regarded himself as a fish to be slaughtered, a waste to be humiliated at will. Li Changsheng's eyes instantly became fierce.

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(To be continued.) )