It is impossible to knock over all the students of the Shanhai Academy with one sword, and if this arrogant guy in the remote frontier does not give himself a chance, he will not agree to the sword teaching. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info and he doesn't have such great strength.

Zhuo Zangfeng thought a little proudly, pursed his lips slightly, and gave up this "unrealistic" idea.

In fact, no matter how arrogant he was, he knew that it was impossible to win with a sword, and he still let the students of Shanhai Academy join forces.

This is what Zhuo Zangfeng thought about in advance, and deliberately released big words, which can be regarded as a small trick to put it bluntly.

He was afraid that Xue Chongzhen would not let him take the lead, and deliberately said sensational words, just to force the remote frontier to take the initiative to ask for war.

In this way, no one will object.

And there's a huge benefit.

The arrogant Frontier couldn't help but come forward to ask for battle, so as to compete according to his ideas.

This sentence preemptively caused pressure on the opponent's heart, causing him to be suspicious and uncertain, and he had to be more cautious when making a move.

In fact, it is not very difficult to practice in the world, and it is not very difficult to break through the realm between the ninth grade of martial arts and the first grade of martial arts.

According to the cultivators who have entered the realm of the Great Grandmaster, the first-grade martial artist is just entering the threshold of cultivation.

Not muchFor the vast majority of cultivators, most of them who break through the realm of first-grade martial arts are outside the age of thirty.

Only those disciples of the sect who are extremely talented, have been practicing penance, and can be guided by famous teachers can break through this realm as early as possible.

Zhuo Zangfeng is a first-grade martial artist realm, but in terms of the amount of vitality he can use, if measured according to the cultivation of swordsmanship, it is obvious that he is not enough.

The remote frontier is different, his realm is lower than Zhuo Zangfeng, but in terms of swordsmanship, he is far superior to him.

The Tai Academy swordsmanship competition is naturally based on moves, because the same group of cultivators, from the same sword teaching, the number of vitality is basically not much different, it is impossible to determine victory or defeat, only exquisite sword moves are the key to victory or defeat.

Unless there is a vitality against the sky, there is no way to resist the wonderful sword moves that cannot be guarded against.

The remote frontier is condensed by the sword, and the mind is calm.

He squinted at Zhuo Zangfeng, and found that his opponent's sword was dignified, and he didn't dare to make a rash move for a while.

However, with his cultivation, he was far from reaching the point where Xue Chongzhen knew the subtleties, and he was far from guessing what powerful sword moves were hidden in this ordinary starting style.

He still drew his sword.

Quickly out of the sword, the sword momentum is like rain, giving people the feeling of dense rain everywhere.

Zhuo Zangfeng did not move.

The condensed sword rain from the remote frontier poured down on his head, and the powerful vitality turned into sword qi, like lightning under the dark clouds.

There was rain in the lightning, and the rain turned into thousands of rain threads, making it impossible to recognize the direction.

And the terrifying sharp aura hidden behind it was enough to tear through the sturdy armor.

Xue Chongzhen stared closely, although this sword was not perfect in his eyes, it was still extraordinary to be used by a person so young.

Wu Delu layman pretended to be an insider, and said in a low voice: "Good swordsmanship!" As for what was good, of course he couldn't say anything about it.

Zhuo Zangfeng said that only one sword was released, so he firmly kept his promise, and seeing that the sword was dense like a torrential rain, he swept back.

The sword in his hand remained in its original position, but the seemingly irresolvable sword suddenly missed.

The place where Zhuo Zangfeng was standing was immediately struck out of countless holes by the sword qi.

Xue Chongjian didn't recognize Zhuo Zangfeng's body, frowned and thought about it, all the sects in the world and the families of the rivers and lakes thought about it, but there was no answer.

He only felt that this kind of footwork was extremely ingenious, and there was a taste of avoiding the heavy and light, which seemed a little cunning, and lacked a sense of heaviness and stability.

In fact, this kind of footwork is not from any sect in the world, but Zhuo Zangfeng is automatically trained when he is hiding from beasts in the mountains and avoiding the poisonous gas of the plague, with the breath of the mountains and wilderness, just like the dance of mountain spirits and ghosts after getting drunk.

After countless times of pondering and hard work, it has finally become this kind of meta-transfer integration, and the magic footwork that can be done at will.

The sword of the remote frontier was extremely fast, and the strength of the sword qi was also amazing, and Zhuo Zangfeng did not see the flaws in it.

He said that he only had one sword, so he had to defeat the enemy with one sword.

A sword was issued, and the other party skillfully dodged it, and Bian Yuanjiang did not continue to make moves, but thought about it for a while, and his heart was shocked.

"This surnamed Zhuo has a clever style, and he must not be given any chance. ”

Without waiting for the qi machine to fail, the second sword condensed in the remote frontier and stabbed out quickly.

This sword is the "One Sword Rainbow" taught by Xue Chongjian. ”

A semi-arc sword qi lay across the two of them, as if a colorful rainbow bridge suddenly appeared in the sky.

Originally, a rainbow appeared after the rain and the sky was clear, and the remote frontier took advantage of the trend, a sword rained and the rainbow opened.

Zhuo Zangfeng retreated again.

The sword missed, and the seven-colored rainbow suddenly disappeared.

But the desire to win in the remote frontier has not disappeared, on the contrary, it is becoming more and more urgent.

The long sword flipped over, and the sword technique of this outstanding young man from the country of Wu Yu was like the wind, and he quickly pointed at Zhuo Zangfeng, and the sword movement in his right hand was as fast as a move.

"The sun sets. ”

Xue Chongzhen was a little surprised, it was really rare for this student surnamed Bian to be able to practice this swordsmanship to such a realm in such a short period of time.

"Sunset over the Long River" is a set of sword moves to be exact, and the sword moves are endless, as if a heavy wave crashes against a reef.

And that strong vitality was the key to causing a huge wave of sword qi.

The remote frontier is far-reaching, the sword move is handed out, and the vitality has already run far away.

This sword is no longer on the sword, but in the sword intent.

That is to say, there is no vitality on the sword, and what is really thrilling is the endless wave of vitality.

The most terrifying thing is that after this set of swordsmanship hits the enemy, those vitality will suddenly pour into the blade of the sword, causing extremely cruel damage.

The sword does not carry sword energy, which will confuse the enemy, and when the vitality hits the opponent like a mountain, the vitality will unite with the sword energy.

And this set of swordsmanship repeats itself over and over again, like peeling off a cocoon, and it seems to be endless.

This sword not only condenses all the vitality of the remote frontier, but also his will reaction.

A series of sword moves were like fireworks in the sky, Zhuo Zangfeng or retreated, retreated, or retreated.

Those sword moves were in vain again and again in his retreat.

At this time, in the eyes of outsiders, Zhuo Zangfeng was beaten and had no power to fight back.

Those students of the Shanhai Academy naturally refused to let go of the opportunity to ridicule.

"This flavor is a shrinking turtle, what kind of competition is it, admit defeat as soon as possible, don't be embarrassed here!"

"This guy has such a big breath, and he really has such a pus!"

But the bystanders are not clear, and the authorities are also confused.

The doubts in the remote frontier's heart became bigger and bigger, seeing that the other party easily dodged every time he could not make a mistake, the qi was never scattered, and the advance and retreat routes seemed to be controlled by him, and he gradually became a little impatient.

He remembered that Zhuo Zangfeng had said that he would only use one sword, and said in his heart: "Don't let him succeed with one sword." ”

At this moment, the cultivator disciple of this Delusional Country had lost his patience, which was exactly what Zhuo Zangfeng wanted.

Otherwise, the realm cultivation is not much different, and even if you can see the flaws in the opponent's sword moves, you are not sure that you can hit it with one blow.

And the terrible remarks that were planted in the other party's hearts in advance began to take root at this time, with the inability to win, and with the anxiety that gradually rose in his heart.

Zhuo Zangfeng knew that the time for a counterattack had come. (To be continued.) )