If Zhang Ruochen heard it, the middle-aged Taoist priest would definitely be quite surprised by the title of the big man.

Tianjiao?

Could it be ...... The burly man in front of him is Gai Tianjiao, the head of the four beauties of the Liangyi Sect?

Where can you tell that she is a beauty?

No.

I can't tell that she's a woman.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's spirit was completely immersed in swordsmanship, and he entered the artistic conception of forgetting things and me, so he didn't know the arrival of the middle-aged Taoist priest at all.

Gai Tianjiao bowed to the middle-aged Taoist priest, and then his eyes were once again fixed on Zhang Ruochen, who was dancing with a sword.

There was a look of appreciation in her eyes, and she said, "Senior Brother Zhou, this person's name is Lin Yue, and he is a disciple of the Immortal Academy, and his understanding and perseverance are the only ones I have seen in my life. ”

"On the eve of the Sword Conference, it is really fortunate that such an excellent kendo wizard can be born in the sect. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest, named Zhou Ping, is the seventh disciple of the "Burial Moon Sword Saint", one of the three major sword saints in the Eastern Regions, and of course the senior brother of Gai Tianjiao.

Because, Gai Tianjiao is also the personal disciple of the Burial Moon Sword Saint, ranking ninth.

Zhou Ping carefully observed Zhang Ruochen's swordsmanship, his deep eyes revealed a strange brilliance, and said: "It is indeed a very good sword cultivation seedling, it should have reached the high-level realm of sword heart clearing." If so, how good would it be if he could have appeared three years earlier?"

"It's true that he appeared a little late, it's been less than half a year since the Sword Discussion Conference, even if he tries his best to cultivate, I'm afraid he can only reach the tenth-level Great Perfection of Sword One at most. Compared with the sword masters carefully cultivated by the Tai Chi Dao General Altar, the Four Elephant Sect, and the Bagua Sect, there is still a big gap. ”

There was a hint of melancholy in Gai Tianjiao's eyes.

Zhou Ping sighed lightly, his fingers tapped the purple sand teapot, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and said, "Just do your best, it is naturally best to keep the Sword Pavilion." If we can't keep it, we will take it back after a hundred years. ”

Although Zhou Ping said it very indifferently, Gai Tianjiao could hear that he was actually quite unwilling.

Not only Zhou Ping, but also the sword cultivation of the entire Liangyi Sect, it is estimated that no one will be reconciled.

Five hundred years ago, the predecessor of the Liangyi Sect, Yingjie, went all out at the Sword Conference, and only then did he defeat the General Altar, the Four Elephant Sect, and the Bagua Sect, and won the ownership of the Sword Pavilion.

If the Sword Pavilion was lost in their lifetime, then how could they be worthy of the heroes of the sect?

Suddenly, Zhou Ping's mouth let out a soft sigh, and his eyes staring at Zhang Ruochen were a little more eager, and he said, "How can the sword intent on this kid's body become stronger and stronger? Even with the assistance of the Holy Spring, it is impossible for the sword intent to grow so fast." ”

Gai Tianjiao was also aware of it, and a bold guess was born in his heart, and said: "It is said that at the coronation ceremony of the Holy Disciple, he received a total of three Patriarch Sword Intent. ”

"Could it be that he is borrowing the power of the Patriarch's sword intent and the Holy Spring to impact the tenth-layer Great Perfection realm of Sword One?"

"If that's the case, then ......"

Zhou Ping and Gai Tianjiao glanced at each other, and their faces showed ecstatic expressions.

If it were, Lin Yue would be able to cultivate Jian Yi to the Great Perfection realm now, and it would indeed be a ray of light for the Liangyi Sect.

Zhang Ruochen had already taken the Eight Gourd Holy Spring, and the sword intent on his body had grown rapidly, and the growth speed had exceeded the normal speed by several times, and every moment was as if there was a sword intent exploding in his body.

Zhang Ruochen swallowed the Ninth Gourd Holy Spring, and immediately, his body was completely wrapped in seven-colored light.

On the contrary, the speed at which he cast his sword technique became even slower.

If you look closely, you will find a strange phenomenon.

Anyone can see every one of his swordsmanship, but they can't figure out how his next move will change.

In the time of one breath, Zhang Ruochen just swung out a sword, which was surprisingly slow, making people wonder if such a swordsmanship was really aggressive?

Sometimes, he would stop and stand for a long time, as if in a daze, but with a somewhat dazed look.

A whole day and night passed, and the speed at which Zhang Ruochen used his sword technique became even slower, and even in ten breaths, it was difficult to fully display a single sword technique.

Zhou Ping's expression was solemn, his fingers touched his beard, and said, "He is already on the verge of breaking through, and he is stuck under the bottleneck, unable to break through." Tianjiao, if you stimulate him, it may be of great help. ”

"It's fine. ”

Gai Tianjiao stretched out her left hand, and in the palm of her hand, a circle of flames immediately appeared.

In the center of the circle, slowly, a red-gold holy sword appeared.

The Red Gold Holy Sword was forged from the Golden Crow Dark Iron and completely fused with Gai Tianjiao's left arm, making her arm even harder than a holy weapon.

The form of the Red Gold Holy Sword resembles a whip, but it has a sharp sword tip and a sword body in the shape of bamboo shoots.

"Wow!"

The Red Gold Holy Sword had just been exposed to the air, and it immediately emitted a blazing power, causing the temperature in the air to climb several times and distort slightly.

Gai Tianjiao's speed was amazingly fast, and he rushed out with a sword, and quickly stabbed Zhang Ruochen in the abdomen.

The speed of the sword, far beyond the speed of sound, emitted a deafening sonic boom.

Moreover, Gai Tianjiao didn't keep her hand at all, as if she really wanted to nail Zhang Ruochen to death with a sword.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen felt a huge danger, and the hairs on his body stood up completely in an instant, and the speed of the true qi in his body skyrocketed tenfold.

The sword intent that had been hovering below the bottleneck was stimulated by death, and immediately rushed straight up, passing through the last layer of the realm, and reaching the tenth-layer Great Perfection realm of the first sword.

Sword one, Dacheng.

Zhang Ruochen trembled all over, and the momentum on his body changed.

"Boom!"

Zhang Ruochen didn't open his eyes, but just relied on instinct to clench the hilt of the sword. His body and sword were completely fused into one, and with a momentum like a bamboo, he turned into a sword light and rushed straight towards Gai Tianjiao.

"Sure enough, it still needs to be exciting. ”

Seeing Zhang Ruochen break through the realm, Gai Tianjiao's face showed a satisfied smile, and he immediately dissipated his strength and withdrew the Red Gold Holy Sword from his left arm.

It would definitely be difficult for other monks to be as free as she was, and even if they immediately put away their swords, they would definitely be counterattacked by their strength. Even the current Zhang Ruochen's control of strength is much worse than that of Gai Tianjiao.

Seeing Gai Tianjiao put away her sword, Zhang Ruochen could not retract her strength.

The tip of Gu Shui's sword hit Gai Tianjiao's chest.

"Bang!"

The twelfth-order True Martial Treasure Weapon-level Gu Shui Sword did not penetrate Gai Tianjiao's body as expected. Instead, the tip of the sword collided with her body with a metallic crash, splattering a large spark.

A strong masculine aura, hotter than a flame, poured out of Gai Tianjiao's body, shaking Zhang Ruochen and flying out.

With a bang, Gu Shui's sword broke into two.

Zhang Ruochen's right arm was drenched in blood, and his bones were broken into three sections, and he couldn't lift it at all.

On the other hand, Gai Tianjiao was still standing in place, not moving at all, looking light, staring at him with a shallow smile: "The sword you cast is still good, and it can actually penetrate my body protection Shenggang." ”

Even if you break through the Protective Saint Gang, what's the use?

It didn't hurt her at all.

Zhang Ruochen held back the pain, looked at his right arm, looked at the broken sword on the ground, recalled the powerful force just now, and was quite shocked in his heart, and said, "You are really not a half-saint?"

You must know that Zhang Ruochen has already cultivated the sword to the Great Perfection and used it with all his might, even if it is the holy body of the ninth transformation of the fish dragon, I am afraid that he will be quite jealous.

Such a powerful sword hit the body of the big man opposite, but it couldn't hurt him at all.

On the contrary, Zhang Ruochen suffered a lot of injuries, the bone of his right arm was broken, and he couldn't lift it at all.

Gai Tianjiao smiled and said, "You don't need to be so shocked, my physique is quite special, in the past ten years, I have refined seven holy weapons into my body, fusing them with my blood and bones. ”

"Your attack, although very strong, will be bounced back by the power of the holy weapon when it hits me. ”

"I see. Zhang Ruochen breathed a sigh of relief.

Except for the demi-saint, Zhang Ruochen didn't believe that someone could break the sword he cast with just physical strength.

Zhang Ruochen didn't ask any more questions, sat next to the holy spring, took the healing pill, and began to recuperate from his injuries.

It took an hour, and Zhang Ruochen's arm was no longer in trouble.

The superficial wound healed completely.

When he stood up again, he saw that the big man was still standing in place, but the middle-aged Taoist priest from before had already left.

"What about the senior just now?" asked Zhang Ruochen.

Although Zhang Ruochen had only glanced at the middle-aged Taoist priest before, he could see that the other party had cultivated the Holy Soul, and there was an amazing momentum exuding from his whole body, and he should be a half-saint ancestor.

Gai Tianjiao's finger pointed to the white stone holy cliff in the distance, and said, "That senior is one of the sword bearers of the Sword Pavilion, and he has already gone back when you are healing. Do you want to go to the Sword Pavilion to have a look?"

The top of the third mountain is extremely vast, and in the distance, there is a 300 zhang high white stone holy cliff, which is extremely smooth, and it appears crystal clear, exuding a brilliant holy light.

Standing by the holy spring, you can feel that the White Stone Sacred Cliff actually exudes a powerful power fluctuation, which makes people feel awe.

At the top of the White Stone Sacred Cliff, there is a towering ancient tower.

Around the ancient pagoda, clouds and mist shrouded it. It can be seen that there are tens of thousands of swords, like points of light, flying around the ancient tower.

Zhang Ruochen's gaze looked at the ancient pagoda at the top of the holy cliff, revealing a wistful expression, and said, "That is the legendary first holy place of sword cultivation - Sword Pavilion?"

Gai Tianjiao nodded, with a glint of reverence in her eyes, and said, "That's right." ”

As long as it is a monk who wields a sword, who doesn't want to see the Sword Pavilion?

Even if you can't enter the Sword Pavilion to cultivate, just standing outside the Sword Pavilion and worshipping is an extremely satisfying thing.