Feeling the sword intent from Ye Gucheng, the ease and casualness on Zhao Lun's face instantly became solemn.

Just now he was happy to see Hunting, but now he has regarded Ye Gucheng as an opponent on a par with each other.

His gaze sharpened like the edge of a sword.

Then the long sword was raised, and in an instant, the sky seemed to crack, and a white sword qi shot out from the void and slashed down.

"This style is called the Sword of the Celestial Scars!"

Use your own sword intent to lead the changes of heaven and earth, and use the edge of your own sword path to give heaven and earth aura a sharp edge, and turn the sky into a sword.

Ye Gucheng looked up at the sky, his eyes staring at the sword blade that seemed to come from the void.

Zhao Lun's sword path was very different from all the sword intents he had encountered before, not only did he have an extreme edge, but he could also use the spirit of heaven and earth to transform it into his own strength.

This is no longer the cultivation of the fourth level of the divine artistic conception, but the cultivation of a higher level.

Heavenly mood!

Above the silent realm is the heavenly state of mind, and above the divine artistic conception is the heavenly artistic conception.

Heavenly Heart and Heavenly Will, since then, cultivators have officially transcended their own confinement and achieved true unity of heaven and man.

Different from the Silent Illumination Realm and the Divine Artistic Conception, although the Heavenly Mental Realm and the Heavenly Artistic Conception represent the cultivation of martial arts and the cultivation of artistic conception respectively, they are actually the same.

The so-called Heavenly Mind Realm is just the name of a martial artist for this level.

The so-called heavenly artistic conception is the name of Confucianism for this level.

Confucianism does not have martial arts cultivation, only artistic conception cultivation, so it is called heavenly artistic conception.

In fact, whether it is the heart of heaven or the will of heaven, the meaning is the same, that is, my heart is the heart of heaven.

And Zhao Lun was able to perform such a move, obviously he had already touched the threshold of the Heavenly Mind Realm.

Maybe he is still a long way from the Heavenly Mind Realm, but he already has the ability to comprehend the spiritual essence of heaven and earth.

This alone is not something that Ye Gucheng can compare.

A sword broke through the air, Ye Gucheng's figure suddenly leaped, his pale clothes fluttered, and the pale sword blade exploded.

Click!

The two swords collided again, and the shattered sword intent sword qi splashed in all directions, drawing pale lines on the sky.

At the moment of collision, Ye Gucheng's figure couldn't stop flying backwards for more than ten zhang.

Zhao Lun's sword, Ye Gucheng did not completely block it.

Although he was not injured, flying back more than ten zhang meant that his sword was weaker than Zhao Lun.

Stabilizing his figure, Ye Gucheng's face showed an unprecedented solemnity.

Sure enough, you can't underestimate the people of the world!

"Your kendo is very good, but it's a pity that it's three points worse than the old decay!" Zhao Lun did not hide the look of appreciation in his eyes.

In Zhao Lun's opinion, Ye Gucheng's sword path was the purest and most extreme sword path he had ever seen.

Ye Gucheng was worse than him, not because Ye Gucheng's sword path was inferior to him, but because he had cultivated for hundreds of years more than Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng took a deep breath, and the long sword in his hand pulled up a sword flower.

"I have a sword!"

"Then show it to me!" Zhao Lun's face was full of anticipation.

"But I don't want to use it!" Ye Gucheng Road.

"Why?" Zhao Lun was surprised.

"Because it's not perfect enough!"

"Those two swords you just now aren't perfect."

Ye Gucheng shook his head slightly, "That's different!" ”

Zhao Lun stared at him, as if he didn't understand what he meant by the difference.

Since you have already used two imperfect sword styles before, why don't you want to use another imperfect sword style now?

He wouldn't understand Ye Gucheng's pursuit of perfection.

"If you don't use it now, you may never have a chance to use it again!" Zhao Lun said.

Ye Gucheng fell silent.

He looked at the sword in his hand, his eyes shining.

After a long time, he said, "Then it depends on whether you can force me to break my faith!" ”

When Zhao Lun heard this, the smile on his face was even better.

"Interesting, interesting!"

"Hahaha~~"

"Then the old man is welcome!"

The next moment.

The sword in his hand flew out again, and this time Zhao Lun did not keep his hand, but attacked one sword after another, forcing Ye Gucheng's figure to fly back again and again.

This should be the most difficult battle Ye Gucheng has faced since he came to this world.

In the past, although his cultivation was even lower, the enemies he faced basically did not surpass him, or they did not surpass him too much.

And now he is facing Zhao Lun, whether it is cultivation, artistic conception perception, or combat experience, it is far beyond him.

In the face of such a powerful opponent, Ye Gucheng fought and retreated, somewhat dwarfed.

However, Zhao Lun wanted to defeat him in a short period of time, but he couldn't do it.

The battle between the two became more and more intense, and not only them, but also the other people around them entered the battle into a white heat.

On the warship, Mao Jiang looked at the figures that kept shuttling on the sky, and his expression became more and more solemn.

Ye Gucheng, Xiongba, Cheng Mo, Xie Lingyun, Wuhua, Huang Yaoshi, Luo Qingyi, etc., everyone seemed to have encountered difficult opponents, and they couldn't gain an advantage at all for a while.

And on the sea, there are dozens and nearly a hundred innate martial artists fighting.

Mao Jiang saw many familiar people fall into the sea, and he also saw many enemies fall into the sea.

Suddenly, the pupils in his eyes shrank suddenly.

I saw that three warships with strange styles in the south were approaching at a very fast speed under the support of more than a dozen clippers.

"That's it!"

Mao Jiang guessed in his heart: "Gunboats!" ”

He hadn't seen the gunboats of the Djinn Dynasty, but he had already received a battle report about the gunboats encountered by the South China Sea Naval Division before.

The gunboats were definitely the big killers on the battlefield, and in just a few breaths, they almost wiped out the entire Feiyun Battalion.

Seeing the gunboats now, Mao Jiang's heart couldn't help but tighten.

"Dispatch the Trap Scorpion!"

He hurriedly ordered.

"Whoa!" Ye Xiangzhen, who was next to him, also saw the gunboat and hurriedly responded.

Soon, dozens of giant scorpions were thrown into the water from several warships.

Just as the giant scorpion entered the water, an explosion came from the south.

I saw that a warship at the very end of the war fell apart in an instant, and countless fragments burst out in all directions.

"How far!" Mao Jiang asked urgently.

"About three hundred and thirty zhang!" One of the soldiers was in charge of observing the return of the soldiers.

Three hundred and thirty zhang!

The range of the crossbow is about 800 meters, but in order to achieve the maximum power, it is best to close the distance to about 600 meters, that is, within 200 zhang.

Three hundred and thirty zhang was far beyond the range of the Great Glass Crossbow, which meant that they could only be beaten passively.

Mao Jiang finally understood at this time why Liu Zhen was fighting to destroy the Feiyun Camp at that time, and he also had to engage in a broadside battle with the other party.

Rumble!

Another roar exploded, and another warship fell apart.

Mao Jiang's face instantly became extremely ugly.

"Damn it!"

He couldn't help but curse secretly.

The roar continued, and the warships in the rear were smashed one after another.

In just half an hour, more than a dozen warships were blown to pieces.

This was still in the case of pursuit, and the column gunboats could not fire with all their might.

"My lord, I can't go on like this!"

Ye Xiangzhen said anxiously.

If this continues, their losses will only grow, and the key point is that they will not be able to make any counterattacks yet.

Perhaps before they can join up with the East China Sea Division, their losses will be more than half.

Such a result is absolutely unacceptable to them.

They would rather fight to the death with the enemy than be shattered by the other side in the flight.

"Where's the giant scorpion?" Mao Jiang asked.

"They need time!" Ye Xiangzhen said.

The speed of the giant scorpion on the bottom of the sea is not very fast, and it is much slower than the large fortune ship of the big glass.

If the gunboat stays in place, the Trap Scorpion can easily cut through the bottom of the ship, but now that the gunboat is sailing, the Trap Scorpion has little chance of success.

Boom boom boom ~~

The roar was incessant, and the explosions were continuous.

The male lord in the sky also spotted the gunboat below, but unfortunately his opponent Zhang Ye didn't give him a chance to get out at all. The same is true of the rest of the people.

Just when Mao Jiang hesitated to stop fighting to the death, a soldier broke through and rushed over.

"Report!"

"General, the military aircraft department has sent a message, and it will take half an hour for reinforcements to arrive!"

"Half an hour!"

Mao Jiang was stunned.

Before, they expected that the East China Sea Division would need two more hours, but now that less than half an hour has passed, how can the East China Sea Division only need half an hour?

Ye Xiangzhen was pleasantly surprised.

Half an hour!

If they start a war with the enemy, perhaps the East China Sea Division's reinforcements will arrive as soon as the battle heats up.

"General, here's our chance!" Ye Xiangzhen said.

Mao Jiang's eyes shone with a cold glow.

That's right, their chance has come.

"Order, the front army is scattered and surrounded, and the rear army continues to retreat!"

At this time, Mao Jiang did not hesitate any longer and immediately ordered.

As his order was conveyed to the battalions, the North Sea Division, which had been gathered together, immediately began to disperse.

The ship at the front made a curve in the vast sea, and turned to sail south.

This change was soon discovered by Zhang Jihai.

"Well, they finally can't help it!" Zhang Jihai said happily.

His purpose was to keep the North Sea Division, and at this time, he was naturally overjoyed to see the North Sea Division turn around and want to fight a decisive battle with them.

However, after being happy, he cautiously asked, "Have you found any reinforcements from the other party?" ”

"Not yet!"

After receiving the reply, Zhang Jihai's mind relaxed a lot.

……

As the sun sets, the sky burns with an orange-red glow, and the sea is dyed golden by the glow.

On the golden sea, a large ship of more than 100 feet is sailing at an unreasonable speed.

Wind Boat!

Qin Wei's ship, Dali's only warship of the Wind Resisting Array.

At this time, Qin Wei was standing on the top floor of the pavilion on the ship, looking at the position where the sky and the sea met in the west.

When he learned that the Western Route Army of the Giant Spirit Dynasty had caught up with the North Sea Division, Qin Wei immediately ordered the Imperial Wind Ship to break away from the East Sea Division and advance at full speed.

That's right, the message that Mao Jiang received, and the reinforcements arrived in half an hour, which referred to the wind boat that Qin Wei was on.

This is a wind-resisting ship, in the case of speeding up, it will consume a spirit stone in an hour, and in the case of sailing at full speed, it will consume a spirit stone in a quarter of an hour.

In this situation, Qin Wei naturally would not be reluctant to give up the spirit stone.

The power of the circle is really magical, even if it is driving against the wind at a large angle, the speed of the wind boat can still reach one hour and forty kilometers.

This speed is already very fast, you must know that even if the large fortune ship is traveling downwind, the speed cannot reach this speed.

However, the Clippers can achieve this speed with the assistance of manpower in a tailwind situation.

But the clipper is only a dozen zhang, and the wind boat is more than a hundred zhang.

Qin Wei stood on the pavilion and watched the sunset continue to fall, motionless, his face did not fluctuate.

Until the setting sun was only a faint halo, his eyes suddenly burst into a brilliant essence.

"It's here!"

Where the sky and the sea meet, a little black shadow is slowly emerging.

I didn't know which side it was, but I could be sure that it was the battlefield they were heading to.

As far as the eye can see, it means that the distance is not far away.

"Report, enemy patrol ship spotted!"

"Leave them alone and go full speed!" Qin Wei said coldly.

(End of chapter)