Wan Zhenxiong couldn't avoid it, and he was anxious to condense the spiritual power of his whole body in his arms, gathering a thick Chenggang qi to resist the sword.

But this sword is completely different from the previous two tentative ones, and it is a serious blow after Ji Shafu is ready to attack.

After a few days of fusing the soul of the spirit beast, the spiritual power on his body has increased a lot compared to before, even if the sword intent has not yet reached the type of sword that broke the torture Ji Torture, the sophistication is not as good, but in terms of power, it is slightly stronger, and it is already an ordinary blow that is infinitely close to the half-step spirit realm.

Brush, Wan Zhenxiong quickly retreated, he let out a miserable howl in pain, one arm was instantly cut off by the sword, and was carried out several feet away by inertia.

Wan Zhenxiong covered his bleeding broken arm, his eyes showed deep jealousy, and his doubts became thicker and thicker.

When the young man in the green robe on the opposite side just slashed out this sword ray, he clearly felt that the aura on the other party's body was still in the middle of the Casting Realm, and there was no instantaneous fluctuation when it soared, but the power of this sword was so powerful that it had faintly surpassed the power of the Great Perfection of the Casting Realm.

He had lived for nearly two hundred years, and he had come into contact with many monks, but he had never encountered such a strange sword cultivator.

For example, a monk in the middle stage of the Casting Realm can fight with a monk in the late stage of the Casting Realm without falling behind, as long as it reaches the level of equalization, most of them can become famous after being known.

Monks like this are already one in a hundred best existences, even if they can't reach the point where the stars hold the moon, they are not far from each other.

And this blue-robed sword cultivator that Wan Zhenxiong encountered today, if it was really a mid-stage cultivation in the Casting Realm, then his actual combat power was not as simple as surpassing a single order. It is impossible to be wrong at all with his own personal experience, and the power of the sword slashed by the Qingpao Sword Cultivator can be completely determined to be infinitely close to the level of half-step enlightenment!

Wan Zhenxiong didn't dare to think about it anymore, the cold sweat on his head was swishing, and the Casting Realm cultivator was afraid that he would not be able to find one of them of this level among the millions. Although the other party's cultivation was two small realms lower than him, Wan Zhenxiong didn't think that he could survive the death match at all.

This is simply a monster! If this blue-robed sword cultivator continues to grow like this, it must be terrifying.

If he succeeds in opening the spirit, how many colors will appear in the spiritual land, four colors? It is very likely that it will even be the legendary five colors? This person must not be provoked, absolutely not, otherwise his end may only be a dead end.

Wan Zhenxiong's eyes showed undisguised jealousy, and he hurriedly picked up his broken arm, and flew away without looking back, so decisively he fled.

Ji Shafu didn't chase it, if he blindly forced Wan Zhenxiong into a desperate situation, it would be easy to provoke the ferocity of the other party. After all, the other party is a real Casting Realm Great Perfection cultivation, as long as he explodes with all his strength, he may not be able to win easily when the hole cards are exhausted.

Even if the real strength of the other party is not as good as Di Feng, Ren Qiu and other prison soul servants, most of them will not be too far behind, if they really fight to the death, they are likely to end up in a miserable victory.

Confronted Wan Zhenxiong before, if it weren't for the gradual step-by-step calculation, constantly confusing his mind and leading him to suspicion, it is absolutely unlikely that he would be able to repel him so easily.

Even if Wan Zhenxiong is killed here, it will do more harm than good to himself. In the end, the other party is the second-rank palace general of the Great Xuan Dynasty, if he unfortunately dies at the hands of others while performing official duties, the Great Xuan Dynasty will definitely not sit idly by. Even in order to maintain the royal face, it is very likely that he will not hesitate to take endless hunt and kill himself.

There is already a situation where the extremely powerful Soul Suppression Sect is almost completely opposed to himself, and if he adds another Great Xuan Dynasty like a snake, it will be far more troublesome than fighting the small one and the old one.

Even if the Great Xuan Dynasty is far less threatening to itself than the Soul Suppression Sect, the trivial troubles that will not be lost are always coming one after another, and it is estimated that no one will be happy.

If it is contaminated, before the entire Great Xuan Dynasty cannot be shocked, overthrown, or destroyed, he will always be the one who is passively arrested.

Boom, not long after Wan Zhenxiong retreated, before Ji Shafu had time to call the Fat Relict Bird and Yang Jinyun to leave this place of right and wrong, the prelude to the collapse of the forbidden array above had already begun to appear. I saw a cold sword light slash through the forbidden formation, marking an extremely deep gap on the ground on the first floor of the auction hall.

The silver-haired old man's complexion, who had been paying attention to the battle situation above, changed drastically, and he quickly withdrew the crumbling Sky Forbidden Formation, and then quickly flew straight towards the battle situation above.

Several sword wounds appeared on the body of the red-haired Spirit Realm old man, one of which was particularly serious in the chest, directly penetrating several ribs, and the wound was filled with black qi, mixed with many subtle sword qi in a manic wandering around.

The red-haired old man showed an extremely shocked expression: "What kind of strange sword move are you, which can actually cause my spiritual land to collapse. ”

Xi Yuzhen sneered: "Just now, you were lucky, or your accumulated fighting experience was acceptable, so I saved your life." ”

"Before, your response and defense were quite appropriate, so I was only able to cut off your less than half an acre of spiritual land, and it was far from the extent of breaking your muscles and bones. ”

"Still. A cold glint appeared in Xi Yuzhen's eyes: "You may not be able to have such good luck in the future." ”

The red-haired old man subconsciously avoided Xi Yuzhen's eyes, and he already had a retreat in his heart. He didn't care much about other slashes or blows, he was also a veteran Spirit Realm monk who had lived for more than a thousand years, and he had gone through hundreds of battles of all sizes, and there were more than a dozen life-and-death battles, but many battles before were not as fearful as they are now.

After receiving the rest of the damage, even if it is a broken hand or foot, or a ruined face, it can be compensated for and regenerated by the power of medicinal stones or other means, even if it is seriously injured and causes a fall, it can also be repaired and returned, and there is no need to break the wall to return to the previous realm, only to untie the heart knot. Even if you are haunted by demons when you return to the country, you can also reduce the degree of erosion through many auxiliary methods.

Only the spiritual land is damaged, even if there is a way to fill the gap, it is almost as difficult as climbing to the sky to achieve it.

And falling from the Spiritual Realm to the Casting Realm to rebuild was much more troublesome than an ordinary Falling Realm, and the price to bear when the spiritual land collapsed was unimaginable. Even if there were monks who tried to do this, all of them ended in failure, and all of them did not take that step, resulting in their lives being lost.

Even if he lost less than half an acre of spiritual soil, the red-haired old man felt more uncomfortable than scraping bones and cutting flesh, he clasped his hands into fists and said: "Your Excellency's sword is extremely powerful, and you are willing to bow down." ”

"Oh, do you think you can't beat me, and you don't want to be a heroic man who would rather be a broken jade than a complete tile, so you want to talk to me peacefully?"

The Red Pharaoh's anger surged, and there was just a hint of wanting to get out, and he was immediately suppressed by him, he had lived for more than a thousand years, if he really behaved so impulsively on his face, and he didn't know how to choose, I am afraid that he would have died in the early years of fighting.

However, he has been in a high position for a long time, and he is highly respected on weekdays, but now he is being watched by tens of thousands of people, and he can't do it for a while if he wants to pull down his face and beg for mercy without face.

His face flushed, and he said in a stiff tone: "It's just that the skills are superior, so why should Daoist friends be aggressive." ”

"Heh! What a skill, there is a lot of gap between you and me, is it true that there are no points in your heart? If I change positions between the two of us, it will become a situation where you are strong and I am weak. The situation is not as good as people, and they still want to blindly die with a hard mouth, where in this world can there be such a cheap thing?" Xi Yuzhen's spiritual body loomed behind him, and the black light on the Demon Sword was not stopping.

"Fellow Daoists, slow down, have something to say. The silver-haired old man Pei Nanhuai was already suspended next to the red-haired old men Qin Yuequan and Xi Yuzhen, and he was in a round with a smile on his face.

He and Qin Yue have both practiced for more than a thousand years, since they broke through the Enlightenment Realm, they have been cultivating for hundreds of years, and occasionally they will travel around together, they are the Supreme Elder of the Four Seas Pavilion hidden behind the scenes, and they will only come forward when there is a relatively large scene such as the Four Seas Auction.

He is used to singing red face and white face, and the cooperation can be regarded as complementary. Since cultivating to break through the Spiritual Realm, the two of them have suffered losses and surrendered only a handful of times, and they have never had them in the past hundred years.

Who knew that when he held an auction at home, the auction was all used in the Bone Condensation Realm and the Casting Body Realm, and who knew that when he came to an Open Spirit Realm, he had to stir up the situation before it ended, so that everyone couldn't get off the stage.

The previous auction was to open the spirit realm to join in the fun, but most of it was just casual entertainment, which is like today's murderous so big, if you don't achieve your goal, you won't give up, and you can't get off the stage.

If you can't talk about it, you can only fight, in the end, you have the advantage in numbers on your side, and the other party doesn't seem to be very old, it should not be long before you have advanced to the Spiritual Realm, and if you suppress it, you will always be soft, and this matter can be regarded as exposed.

Who knew that the trend of the situation was such a thing, his senior brother's cultivation had already reached the peak of the early stage of the Enlightenment Realm, and he was only one line away from the middle stage of the advanced stage, and he was able to stabilize the other party by virtue of his cultivation and fighting experience.

But the fact is that it didn't take long for his senior brother to be injured by the other party's strange sword qi, and even the Void Forbidden Array, which could completely resist the full force of most of the early stage of the Spirit Realm, became crumbling.

This is not the early stage of the ordinary Spiritual Realm, and the celestial phenomena should be at least above the three-color when the Spiritual Realm is opened, which is commonly known as the three-color spiritual soil in the Spiritual Realm, Pei Nanhuai immediately came to such a conclusion in his heart. This son can only be friends, if he blindly offends, even if he works together to repel it today, there will be a lot of trouble in the future.

The more color and luster of the spiritual soil in the Spiritual Realm, the greater the growth space will be, the faster the growth rate will be, and the probability of breaking through the small realm will become higher.

For the cultivators of the Spiritual Realm, even if the opponent's realm is higher, it is not terrible, the terrible thing is that the opponent has extraordinary qualifications, once he grows up, not only will his cultivation speed be terrifying, but his combat power is also beyond the same level.