Don't dare.

In the world of sword cultivation, do you dare?

Zhang Li is a cautious person.

Otherwise, he would not have gone from the Yunlan Dao Sect of Luyang Zhou to the mortal dust guard.

But after holding the sword from his hand and taking the way of the sword as his own cultivation, his fighting spirit became more and more surging.

That's not arrogance, it's a kind of confidence in one's own strength.

There is a sword in the hand and a sword in the heart.

"Zheng—"

What answered Lu Zhentao was the roar of the long sword.

The sword is the mind.

Lu Zhentao laughed, the long knife in his hand was raised, his body went straight up, and the dazzling edge on the blade pulled out a hundred-foot long rainbow.

The wind howled and turned into a tornado.

This is the inheritance knife technique of the Wind Absolute Sect, one knife out, the wind thunders.

With this sword inheritance, they have all been able to suppress all parties on Luo Wuzhou.

This is the essence of a large sect.

The great sect is like this, from inheritance to resources, from strength to secret inheritance, it is powerful in all directions.

Lu Zhentao's long knife triggered the wind scroll, tearing apart all the divine soul attacks that covered it.

His figure passed through the torn divine soul snare, and with a single slash of the long knife, he slashed the body of a black-robed Izumo Continent cultivator holding a wooden staff in his hand into two pieces.

The fan-shaped blade swept across the hundreds, making the Izumo Island cultivators scattered around him pale.

With a successful blow, Lu Zhentao turned his head to look behind him.

Zhang Li was still standing in place, holding the long sword in his hand and not moving.

Is this not daring?

Lu Zhentao's face remained unchanged, the long knife was raised, and there was a long roar.

The wind is blowing again.

The wind and the blade are combined, and the waves are like the shadow of the dragon in heaven and earth.

Wind Absolute Sect's Heavenly Absolute Sword Technique!

At this moment, the super strength of the Jindan Realm cultivator on Lu Zhentao's body was combined with the blade, and the endless edge on the blade swayed.

Even the invisible divine soul power was turbulent under this blade, as if it was about to be torn apart.

It is no accident that the Wind Absolute Sect can become the top sect force in Luo Wuzhou.

At least ten Izumo Island cultivators were swept away by the wind, and their faces were terrified and tried to break free.

"Hmph, the one of the Wind Peerless Sect." With a low snort, an Izumoshu Taoist wearing a black robe with a long wooden staff in his hand stepped out.

Jindan Realm.

Or at least three layers of Jindan.

A golden streamer flew out from the long wooden staff, turning into a roaring dragon, countering the wind.

One of the Divine Soul Techniques of this Jindan Realm Izuyun Continent cultivator was able to collide with Lu Zhentao's blade without collapsing.

Taking advantage of the fact that the blade tornado was resisted, dozens of Izumo Continent Divine Soul cultivators surrounded them again, and the divine soul power manipulation spell smashed down around Lu Zhentao's body.

Lu Zhentao had a trace of impatience on his face, but he could only move his body and move ten feet away.

He is not afraid of these divine soul methods, but these divine soul methods will affect his sword speed.

"Hum—"

Just as he was about to strike again, a long sword roar came from behind him, resounding for ten miles.

Zhang Li made a move?

Lu Zhentao showed a light smile on his face, although he retreated before, he had the courage to use his sword in the space where he was besieged.

He also thought that Zhang Li would choose to quietly escape when he was fighting with the cultivators of Izumo Continent.

The sound of the long sword roaring was not long, and even a little short.

Lu Zhentao did not look back, but looked up at the front of him.

A Izumo Continent cultivator of the third layer of Jindan, plus dozens of foundation building realms, even if it is the top ten on the elite list, they must be dealt with carefully.

The Divine Soul Technique has always been weird.

But for him, the number one on the elite list, it's not a big deal.

On this ancient battlefield, there is no threat to his existence.

The long knife was raised, and the third-layer cultivator of the Jindan on the opposite side showed horror on his face.

When the blade of his long knife shone brightly, everyone on the other side retreated in panic.

Is it too late to know to be scared at this time?

When his long knife was raised, those Izumo Continent cultivators all fled in a panic.

Lu Zhentao showed a trace of doubt on his face.

He turned his head slightly.

The golden sword light flashed.

A sword light is a life being harvested.

A total of nine sword lights, connected into a snare.

One true body, nine phantom bodies.

Whether it's the web of the soul or the wall of the soul, whether it is the spear of the soul or the shield formed by the gathering of the soul.

Nothing could stop the golden sword light.

This is not a slaughter, it is a harvest.

The swing of the long sword is clearly reaping life.

Are sword moves magical?

It's not magical, it's just ordinary swordsmanship, picking, stabbing, belting, and flirting.

"How could it be ......"

These are Lu Zhentao's words.

Such a sword technique looked simple and easy, but every sword light appeared in the most appropriate position, and with the least strength, it pierced the body of a Izumo Continent cultivator, and blood splattered.

This is the cultivation of the way of the sword, and it has returned to its roots.

Each sword seems simple, but it has a sharp edge that makes people's hearts flutter.

Can't hide.

Can't hide at all.

Lu Zhentao couldn't help but tremble as he watched the phantom body stab out with a sword.

In the distance, those Izumo Island cultivators who fled also roared: "Impossible, this can't ......"

Divine soul defense is the disintegration of visible power by invisible forces.

It was a mountain that fell down, and the seemingly brittle light curtain could withstand it.

But this kind of divine soul technique, before the golden sword, is like waste paper.

On the other hand, the impact of the Divine Soul Technique enveloped those phantom bodies, but it had no effect.

It's just a phantom body, formless and ruthless, and the soul power doesn't know where to hurt if it wants to.

In fact, it is very easy for the power of the Divine Soul to defeat the Phantom Body, as long as the Divine Thoughts of the cultivator controlling the Phantom Body are suppressed or shattered.

But how to crush?

Zhang Li's Divine Soul level was already the ninth layer of Jindan.

If he wanted to shatter his divine soul, it would be at least a half-step Yuan Infant Realm to be possible.

Such a powerhouse, whether it is in Luo Wuzhou or Izumo Continent, is the top level, how can it appear in the ancient battlefield.

Unstoppable.

Unstoppable at all.

Zhang Li was alone with nine bodies, striding leisurely, the phantom body and the real body shot, and the Izumo Continent cultivators around him had completely collapsed.

I can't move, I can't stop it.

can only be pushed sideways.

When Zhang Li walked to Lu Zhentao's side, he turned his head to take a look.

Lu Zhentao's figure trembled slightly.

What kind of eyes is this one?

Indifferent.

Majesty.

It's like a god overlooking all beings.

Icy cold.

Sharp.

Like the king who has returned from killing.

The despair that was crushed and shocked from the bottom of my heart rose.

As the first elite of the Wind Peerless Sect and the strongest person on the elite list, Lu Zhentao has never felt like this.

"Ahh

With a wild roar, Lu Zhentao flew up and slashed at Zhang Li's head.

He didn't believe it.

He will cut down the fear of his heart.

"When—"

A phantom appeared in front of him, and a sword blocked him.

The long sword shuddered, and then was shattered by the sword light.

The second phantom body rose again, resisted the sword light, and then retreated.

Another phantom body flew out, and the long sword slashed forward, raising the sword light three inches.

The difference of three inches is a thousand miles.

Lu Zhentao's figure flew off the position, ten zhang away from Zhang Li.

In front of Zhang Li, the shattered phantom body slowly condensed.

One person with nine bodies, walking forward step by step, continuing to kill the cultivators of Izumo Continent.

It wasn't until Zhang Li's figure disappeared into the fog in front of him that Lu Zhentao came back to his senses.

His face showed surprise, and the palm of the hand holding the long knife trembled slightly.

Just now, his mind was crushed by the other party, so that his mood was in a big mess, and he brazenly stabbed out.

How strong is it to have such a means?

Looking at the fog ahead, Lu Zhentao's eyes revealed a trace of fear.

He can't even compare to the power of the other party's three phantom bodies, if he really fights head-on, how long can he hold out in front of him?

"Brother Lu, it's really you!"

Not far away, a call of surprise sounded.

A sturdy young man in bright silver armor walked briskly.

"Brother Lu is really strong, so many Izumo Continent cultivators have been killed."

The young man looked at the scattered figures around him, and his face showed admiration.

Lu Zhentao's face stiffened slightly, and before he could answer, the young man spoke again: "I was still thinking about who dared to announce his travel route. ”

"Go straight to Luoshan, Brother Lu, Zhen Dashu admires."

Zhen Dashu, third on the elite list, the young sect master of Mu Tiezong.

"The route of travel? Destiny Luo Mountain? Lu Zhentao's eyes shone brightly.

"You're going to ...... Luoshan"

Looking into the distance, Lu Zhentao clenched his fists.

"Then go to Mingluo Mountain."

Zhen Dashu beside him didn't hear the meaning of his words, and his face was full of admiration: "Brother Lu, I don't know if I can go with you?" ”

Move forward.

Lu Zhentao nodded and took a deep breath: "Where is the next place?" ”

Zhen Dashu grinned, raised his hand, and a light curtain appeared: "According to Brother Lu's route, it should refer to Yueshan." ”

Zhang Li was already a hundred miles ahead of them at this time.

Around him, there were at least a hundred figures around.

Five Jindan.

All of them were solemn, and the power of the divine soul on their bodies was surging and shining.

This way was chased and killed by Zhang Li, and then gathered the hidden Izumo Continent cultivators everywhere, and at this time, Zhang Li was finally surrounded.

"Luo Wuzhou's elite, with this combat power, is definitely the first and second person on the elite list."

"Besiege and kill this person, in exchange for more than 10,000 merits."

The golden light on the green tong staff in the hand of the Jin Danjing who spoke was shining.

As soon as his body moved, the long staff flew out, turning into a moon-white tiger, and a flying pounce swooped down towards Zhang Lidang's head.

The tiger's body is illusory, but the rocks smashed along the way are scattered.

The change between the virtual and the real is something that can only be achieved when the power of the divine soul is cultivated to an extremely high level.

Seeing this white tiger rushing to kill, Zhang Li's hand behind his back was raised.

A sword light rose and condensed into a golden long sword.

Sword of the Divine Soul.

With the method of controlling the golden needle of the imperial soul, control the sword of this divine soul.

This was the combination of the various divine soul spells and magical powers that Zhang Li had found before.

For him, it is not difficult to condense the long sword with the divine soul, or to control the sword weapon with the divine soul.

This kind of flying sword method, he himself has long been familiar with it.

The golden long sword flashed, and it had reached the top of the white tiger's head.

The sword light slashed down, cutting the white tiger's body in half from the center.

The Izumo Prefecture Jindan Realm cultivator who threw out his long staff had a drastic change in complexion, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"This, this is the Divine Soul Swordsmanship!"

"How is it possible, hasn't the Izumo Sword Sect been besieged and killed, and even the inheritance has been cut off?"

The other two Jin Danjing were all exclaimed, and their expressions changed greatly.

The other Izumo Island cultivators scattered around them retreated violently.

This sword simply scared their guts.

The soul is a sword, and everything can be slashed.

The motto of the First Sword Sect of Izumo Prefecture back then, that is, no one dared to disobey.

Such a sect suppressed Izumo Zhou for countless years, and only later, by chance, the various sects united to destroy this sect that was good at divine soul swordsmanship.

But I didn't expect that in this ancient battlefield of Luowuzhou, there would be someone who used the divine soul as a sword.

"He must be going to order Luo Shan to find the sword that slashed the gods back then!"

A Jin Dan Realm turned around and left, shouting wildly: "If the Divine Sword is in his hands, I will definitely be in trouble in Izumo Continent!" ”

The other Izumo Island cultivators also ran away in panic and didn't stay any longer.

Zhang Li raised his hand, and the Divine Soul Sword in front of him flew back and stood in front of him.

"Slashing Sword, it turns out that the heavy treasure is called Slashing Sword."

"No wonder."

Although his Divine Soul Sword is strong, because it is a pure Divine Soul power, the sharp power is much less.

When practicing this method, he was guessing that if there was a sword weapon that could completely attach the power of the divine soul, and then it could have endless sharpness and be driven, it would be simply invincible.

It's a pity that neither Zhenyue Sword nor Yun Zejing can do it.

The kind of sword that is in line with the power of the divine soul, even if it is in the spirit weapon, is a special existence.

"Ming Luoshan, it seems that he is really going."

With a whisper in his mouth, Zhang Li raised his hand to disperse the long sword in front of him, and then a golden immortal sealing talisman flew out.

Not far away, a sword cultivator soul holding a remnant sword shone with golden light shining on his body.

In just a moment, dozens of town guards had gathered behind Zhang Li, as well as a half-step Jindan realm town guard immortal.

"Shao Ming greets the master."

Zhang Li nodded and began to inquire about the surrounding situation.

His next target is Gassan.

"It's not the Moon Mountain battlefield, it's the Izumo Continent cultivators who are referring to the Moon Mountain's spatial passage."

This passage was a message that Zhang Li pieced together from those jade slips, but he didn't know the exact location.

"Thirty miles away is the Moon Mountain, and there is a spatial crack at its northern footing, and many cultivators from Izumo Continent have stepped into this place from there."

The town guard immortal named Shao Ming bowed down and explained the surrounding situation to Zhang Li.

Referring to the spatial passage of Moon Mountain, it is Zhang Li's goal this time.

What he wanted to do was to close the passage.

The merit of this kind of closed passage is not ordinarily great.

However, the space passage must be guarded by a strong person, and it is difficult to close it.

Walking slowly, golden talismans appeared in his hands.

He didn't set foot directly on Zhiyue Mountain, he walked around Zhiyue Mountain.

A total of ten town guarding immortals have been sealed, all of them are half-step Jindan sword cultivators, and with the blessing of combat power, Jindan can fight.

Coupled with Shao Ming, who was traveling with him, there were eleven half-step Jindan sword cultivators around Zhang Li.

These are all existences that have fought on the ancient battlefield for countless years and have an incomparably rich sense of battle.

"Boom-"

In front of the mountains ahead, the sound of roaring explosions rang out.

A god's domain was here, and a light curtain in front of him showed the scene ahead.

The two figures shot on an ancient battlefield, the sword light was raging, and the fist shadow flew over.

"Lu Zhentao, Zhen Dashu."

Zhang Li chuckled, shook his head, and turned around to step towards the northern foot of the mountain.

"Whoa—"

The scream brought by the long sword resounded for hundreds of miles.

Lu Zhentao and Zhen Dashu, who were fighting, both subconsciously turned their heads.

"Boom-"

The sword light slashed the edge of heaven and earth, like thunder.

(End of chapter)