The figures suddenly separated, the dust fell, Zhu Zhi looked dazed, standing on the cliff, and the air seemed to freeze at this moment.

The cliff became clear, looking at this picture, the onlookers looked slightly different, and they didn't know why the Dao Sword that was flying and slashing suddenly stopped.

Everyone knows that this small injury will not affect the battle at this level at all.

The black robe on his right shoulder was darker in color, due to blood infection.

The Daoist seemed to be unaware, staring at the green clothes from afar. The body looked like a mountain rock about to fall, but suddenly stopped in mid-air.

In the calm, Xu Feng's slightly hoarse voice came.

"That's the real fight. ”

A trace of blue light suddenly lit up on Zhu Zhi's Dao heart, like the talisman sword used by the Pope when he sacrificed to the sky, and suddenly burned a real fire, illuminating the three-foot Dao platform.

At this moment, a clear sword trace flashed in his spiritual platform at the same time, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and opened his mouth quickly, but he did not speak.

......

Zhu Zhi didn't expect that he would be able to see the threshold of the Hit Realm in such a short period of time.

You must know that the further back you go, the more difficult it becomes, countless cultivation geniuses can cross the two realms of the Apocalypse and the Golden Stone in a few years, but they are stuck in front of the threshold of the fateful realm, and they have not been able to take another step forward in their lives.

From the first realm to the middle realm, some people have walked for three years, some people have walked for ten years, and some people have not walked through a lifetime.

The real fire illuminates the Mud Pill Palace, the Great Dao Shiling Platform is empty, and the original violent True Yuan around the body is like a huge wave falling into the sea, and there is no sound. There was a sense of tranquility and peace all around him. The tall body is like an ancient tree growing on the cliff, because it knows its fate, all nature.

Several elders watching the ceremony under the cliff showed shocked expressions, they had not seen such an exciting thing for many years when they encountered this opportunity in the battle.

"Daomen is worthy of being Daomen, and geniuses emerge in endlessly. An elder invited from the Northland said with a little envy.

Several elders looked at Xu Feng with admiration in their eyes, but also with a slight pity.

It is also a skill to be able to force the opponent to the point of breaking through the situation.

It's a pity that it is the other party who breaks the realm, if nothing else, at most three faces, Xu Feng will definitely be defeated.

Can break the numerology and enter a higher stage of cultivation, so that every strong person has the strength to dominate one side, and the chaotic comparison is not a battlefield, Xu Feng broke the opponent's shoulder with a sword, which is really unwise.

......

The Craftsman Sect Elder who presided over the Dragon and Tiger List didn't seem to think so, he looked at the two figures with satisfaction, twisted his beard lightly, and threw a magic weapon into the sky above the cliff flat.

It was something like a bell. Facing the autumn wind, the elder's wide white robe, fluttering in the autumn wind, gradually turned into a banner.

The bell sprinkled a piece of blue light, faintly enveloping the people at the bottom of the cliff, and the white-clothed elder poked out his thin fingers, and clicked a few times in the oncoming autumn wind, and the vertical and horizontal formation patterns were instantly generated, and quickly fell on the blue light.

"Can it be so strong? It actually used the Craftsman's Dharma Protector Array. ”

"I'm afraid that it was an accidental sneak attack, so there's no fuss. ”

Some disciples looked at Xu Feng on the cliff with a little disdain, not seeing the strange appearance of the high scholar.

In their realm, of course, they can't see anything.

Fang Hua's originally calm face showed a solemn expression.

"If Xu Feng can still win at this time, then ...... I really despise this kid. ”

Dongfang Bai sat casually on the mountain rock, his palm pressed on the Bai Ding sword, and his long index finger flicked the scabbard, and finally became interested in the chaos on the cliff flat.

That somewhat familiar young man in Tsing Yi has such a strong fighting spirit!

The will to fight is also the intent to kill, if it is placed between life and death, it is the desire to survive, and the desire to survive is the desire to put the opponent to death.

"If I go and kill him, it's going to be difficult. Dongfang Bai thought.

Because until this time, he was not sure that in this battle, in the end, which side would lose and which side would win.

The autumn wind rolled up the dust, pale and yellow, and a few flying yellow leaves collided with the black sword that Xu Feng was lying across his chest, instantly turning into two halves and clinging to the top of the green shirt.

The black sword had already begun to tremble slightly in the autumn wind.

It was the critical moment that led to Jian Yuan, and the Taoist priest's reaction made Xu Feng a little helpless.

"Don't let me down. Xu Feng's hoarse voice came again.

A sense of respect rose in Zhu Zhi's heart, and he was a little puzzled by Xu Feng's behavior, but he was immediately relieved.

I have to fight with people every day, and I am already a strange person in the eyes of everyone, so it is not surprising that there are stranger people in this world than myself.

Maybe Xu Feng just likes to challenge people who are stronger than himself?

This is inevitably too perverted, and the Daoist was in awe, ready to fulfill Xu Feng's request.

In the fourteen years since he started, no one among the sect masters and deacons he has met has been able to guide him in his cultivation, because he has always been very clear about his strengths and weaknesses.

It wasn't until today, when he was awakened by Xu Feng's sword, that he knew that those battles in the martial arts ancestral hall could really only be regarded as battles.

The young man in front of him, who was sluggish, seemed to be about to fall down at any time, but he still smelled dangerous.

"Don't let me down. The provocative words sounded in Zhu Zhi's ears.

His emotions were a little complicated, and he was not in a hurry to fight again, but in the shocked eyes of everyone, he put away his sword, bent down, and saluted seriously—a great gift only when he sealed the heavens.

The tall body slowly bends in the autumn wind, like a toppled mountain.

The crowd on the viewing platform was suddenly frightened, and countless Taoist priests were puzzled.

Several young disciples looked embarrassed, a little at a loss, and they didn't understand how a legend of the Dao Sect, who had always been as arrogant as a mountain and whose cultivation far surpassed that of his peers, could salute that young man, or still give such a big gift.

"What kind of demon magic did this guy use!"

"Isn't it just taking advantage of a sword? ”

......

For a while, all kinds of discussions arose, but they did not disturb the two people on the cliff in the slightest.

After calmly finishing the salute, Zhu Zhi, who straightened up his tall body, had a clean complexion, not happy or sad. It's like a statue in a Taoist temple.

Bang, bang, bang......

In the air three feet in front of the Great Dao Priest, there were explosions of True Yuan one after another, and a sense of silence and ruthlessness was released on Zhu Zhi's body.

"Taishang is ruthless, Da Luo Jinshen!"

The sharp-eyed Daomen disciple let out an exclamation, he didn't expect that Zhu Zhi, who had stayed in the Jinshi Realm for three years, would actually refine the Taishang True Body of the Sanqing Daomen.

The Taishang True Body is the supreme method of cultivating the body of Taoist disciples, and it is rumored to be the Dharma Body of Heavenly Masters and True People when they exorcise demons and slay demons.

However, this kind of Dharmakaya is extremely difficult to cultivate, and requires a cultivator's will as strong as iron and a rock-solid state of mind.

To this day, among the hundreds of millions of black-clothed disciples, no one has ever successfully cultivated, and Zhu Zhi is probably the first.

Many disciples only understood at this time why the Great Dao Priest had stopped in the Jinshi Realm for three full years.

The middle-aged man from the Badaomen had his pupils shrunk, as if he remembered some unpleasant past.

......

Under the ruthless breath of silence, the black sword in Xu Feng's hand trembled more and more.

It was as if the demon beast that was locked by the breath issued a trembling warning, and some terrible things would be triggered on the cliff of Tianhuoyu.

The giant sword was ruthlessly swung out, setting off several white lights on the cliff flat, and those sword-like sword intent instantly slashed across the cliff flat.

A true intention of silence came from all over the world.

Xu Feng glanced at the trembling sword in his hand, and said in his heart: "Do you say that I am easy, I really owe you in my last life, if I don't show up again, I will hang up, master!"