In the next month, Zhang Ruochen entered a state of crazy cultivation, and every three days, he would challenge Ling Feiyu.

Today, it is the twelfth time that the two of them have fought each other.

Above the bamboo sea, a chaotic sword current surged, making a "swish" sound.

In the center of the sword airflow, there are two figures, a man and a woman, rapidly staggering, performing exquisite swordsmanship.

"Jin Dou Chaoyang. ”

In Ling Feiyu's hand, there was a long sword condensed by holy qi, pointing straight into the sky, exuding a dazzling golden brilliance.

A torrent of sword qi gathered around the long sword, and then pressed down on Zhang Ruochen in front of him.

Zhang Ruochen's figure, standing straight, rushed forward, his fingers were drawn forward, and he said silently: "Sword Three." In the past month, with Ling Feiyu sparring with him, and the guidance of sixteen Sword Saint Patriarchs, Zhang Ruochen's sword realm can be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has cultivated Sword Three to the Great Perfection.

"Boom. ”

The two powerful sword dao qi collided together, and in an instant, thousands of sword qi were annihilated.

Among them, a three-foot-long sword qi pierced through the defense of the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword and hit Zhang Ruochen's right chest, making a "bang" sound.

The power of the sword qi, through the meteor invisibility cloak, struck his chest, and shook his lungs violently.

Immediately afterwards, a strong pain came from his lungs, making it very difficult for Zhang Ruochen to breathe.

Zhang Ruochen flew backwards and fell back to the ground, without continuing to shoot.

"It's the sixth trick again, or is it ...... It's a little bit off......"

Zhang Ruochen's face was very pale, and he mobilized his holy qi and transported it to his lungs to temporarily control the injury.

A subtle sound of breaking wind sounded, and immediately, Ling Feiyu flew down from above, standing on top of a layer of purple holy mist, forming an incomparably beautiful shadow.

"In just one month, from the very beginning, you couldn't even stop the first move of this saint, and now, you have been able to fight with this saint for five or six moves, such a huge progress, it is really amazing for this saint. Ling Feiyu said.

It's no wonder that Ling Feiyu would give Zhang Ruochen such a high evaluation, you must know that in the past month, she has witnessed Zhang Ruochen's growth step by step.

Every three days, Zhang Ruochen will make amazing progress.

If it was, Zhang Ruochen had been maintaining such a cultivation speed, Ling Feiyu was also quite worried, one day, she would be surpassed by Zhang Ruochen.

Such an achievement, it seems, is nothing remarkable.

However, in the same realm, Ling Feiyu had used sixteen moves to defeat a Sword Saint.

In other words, as long as Zhang Ruochen was able to block Ling Feiyu's sixteen moves, his attainments in the way of the sword would be on a par with some sword saints.

It can be seen from this that Zhang Ruochen, who is only a first-order and a half-saint, can block Ling Feiyu's five or six moves, what a superb achievement.

Zhang Ruochen put away the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword, looked arrogant, stared at Ling Feiyu, and said, "Before breaking through to the Holy Realm, my sword path will definitely surpass you." ”

Ling Feiyu's eyes showed a strange look and said, "The three hundred years of cultivation of this saint, how can you say that you can transcend? ”

"True kendo, you are still far away, don't be carried away by momentary achievements. ”

"Now, you have only cultivated the third sword to the Great Perfection, do you know what realm this saint has cultivated?"

Sword cultivators cultivated Sword Seven to the Great Perfection, which was enough to be named a Sword Saint.

Eight hundred years ago, a generation of geniuses Xue Hongchen even cultivated the Sword Ten to the consummation realm, known as the Sword Emperor.

Ling Feiyu was the first day of the entire Kunlun Realm three hundred years ago, although few people mentioned her kendo qualifications. However, she is majoring in kendo, and I am afraid that the realm of kendo has also reached an extremely high level.

Zhang Ruochen was naturally quite curious, what kind of state did Ling Feiyu's kendo realm reach?

Ling Feiyu saw that Zhang Ruochen didn't take the initiative to ask, but he still said it, and said, "Just three days ago, this saint had already comprehended the last layer of the realm of Sword Nine, and I believe that it won't be long before he can cultivate Sword Nine to the Great Perfection." ”

Actually, there was another sentence that Ling Feiyu didn't say.

That is, her ability to comprehend the last layer of the realm of Penetrating Sword Nine also has a lot to do with Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen is secretly learning her nine-life swordsmanship, in fact, she is also secretly understanding the power of time and space.

It was she who integrated her understanding of time and space into the way of the sword to understand the last layer of the realm of the sword.

To show off, this is a shameless show-off.

If he were any other Sword Saint, he would definitely be quite restrained, and he would never show such a proud appearance in front of a low-level half-saint and show off his achievements.

However, such a thing happened to Ling Feiyu, but Zhang Ruochen was not surprised at all.

Careful-eyed, hot-tempered, arrogant, arrogant, and very arrogant. The shortcomings of the woman's character, she has almost accounted for it.

At the same time, her appearance is captivating to the country, with a perfect figure, intelligence, extreme talent, and sanctification. The advantages that women should have also account for more than half.

Although Huang Yanchen also has some character shortcomings, he is very introverted, not as flamboyant and arrogant as Ling Feiyu.

I really can't imagine what a difficult role Ling Feiyu was when he was young?

However, her kendo attainments did shock Zhang Ruochen.

Only a true sword cultivator will understand how profound the "Wordless Sword Spectrum" is, the more it goes to the back, the more obscure it is, and it is difficult to improve the realm to the sky.

It only took Ling Feiyu three hundred years to cultivate Sword Nine to the Great Perfection, such qualifications, even compared to the Sword Emperor and the Empress, were not much different. Ling Feiyu saw Zhang Ruochen's face showing surprise, and his heart was naturally quite satisfied, and the corners of his mouth hooked under the veil.

Then, she turned into a purple streamer and disappeared into the bamboo forest.

"What an arrogant woman, if one day, defeat her, I don't know if she can withstand the blow?"

In Zhang Ruochen's heart, a strange thought popped up.

However, this thought was only fleeting. After all, the gap between him and Ling Feiyu is too big, and it is indeed a bit ambitious to surpass her now.

Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged in the bamboo forest and began to breathe and recover from the injury in his lungs.

In the past month, his progress can be described as quite huge, not only cultivating Jian San to the Great Perfection.

Moreover, he also learned all the Nine Lives Sword Technique, although he did not reach the great completion, but he was already able to perform it as he wanted.

In addition, Zhang Ruochen also has a certain degree of research on the second level of the Zhenyi Thunder Fire Sword Technique and the Time Sword Technique, "Scale Eight Changes", and is steadily cultivating.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was recuperating from his injuries while recalling the battle with Ling Feiyu just now, and summarized the mistakes in the battle process.

"With my current strength, I should be able to easily win against an opponent like Wind Bird again. My realm has also been completely stabilized, but I can swallow the Saint Yuan Pill and impact the realm of the second-order and semi-saint. ”

Every time the demi-saint is promoted by one order, his strength will increase significantly, and Zhang Ruochen naturally wants to obtain a more powerful cultivation.

......

............

The sky gradually darkened, and a bright full moon appeared above the clouds. The moonlight sprinkled on the ground, piercing through the formation barrier above the Ancient Clan of the Prison Suppression, casting a layer of fantasy over the entire world.

Wang Jie stood on the edge of the sword mound, looking at the bright moon above his head, his handsome face showed a somewhat hideous look, and said, "Even tonight, we must make Ling Feiyu and Zhang Ruochen pay a heavy price." ”

Beside Wang Jie, there stood an old man with gray hair.

He was short in stature and wrinkled on his face, but his eyes under his white hair were scarlet and bloodshot.

This person, named Wang Jinsuo, is an elder of the Wang family, and in terms of seniority, even if it is Wang Jie, he must be called Uncle Seventeen.

Wang Jinsuo's voice was quite hoarse and a little bewitching, and said, "Everyone can see that Zhang Ruochen must be an undead blood clan's lurker. However, Ling Feiyu desperately protected him, and also imprisoned another sword-wielder Xiang Zhengfeng in the Netherworld Dungeon. I don't know if the patriarch is in charge or she is in charge of the current Hell Ancient Clan?"

Wang Jie immediately clenched his fists, gritted his teeth with hatred, and said: "The hateful Ling Feiyu, not only caused me to be whipped thirty dragon whips by my father, but also made me lose face in front of my clansmen, no matter what, I must also take revenge." ”

"With the strength of the young master alone, let alone looking for Ling Feiyu to take revenge, even against Zhang Ruochen, I'm afraid there is not much chance of winning. Wang Jinsuo said without hurry.

Wang Jie gradually suppressed his anger, hid it in the depths of his heart, grinned, showed a confident look, and said, "It is precisely in this way that I must rescue Xiang Zhengfeng." As the saying goes, the enemy of the enemy is the friend. With the help of Xiang Zhengfeng's hand, he got rid of Zhang Ruochen. ”

Wang Jinsuo shook his head and said, "Zhang Ruochen's backer is Ling Feiyu, with her protection, even if you rescue Xiang Zhengfeng, you can't help Zhang Ruochen at all." ”

"Naturally, I have other means, which are enough to contain Ling Feiyu's slut. Uncle Seventeen, didn't you notice that tonight is the night of the full moon?"

Wang Jie pointed to the moon above his head, and at the same time, it seemed to be alluding to something?

Wang Jinsuo's eyes narrowed, he laughed, and said, "I see, the young master is really smart, which makes the old man admire." On this full moon night, the man must have turned into a bloodthirsty monster, and if he were released...... Whoa......"

Wang Jie's eyes showed a strong killing intent, and he also let out a gloomy laugh.

Afterwards, Wang Jie and Wang Jinsuo walked into the sword mound, turned into two dark shadows, and hurried towards the direction of the Netherworld Dungeon.

(There's another chapter.) ）