Volume 2: True Dragon Fuyuan Chapter 167: The White-clothed Figure
In the secret realm, Wang Liang was already beaten back by the man in white in front of him for the fifth time, he didn't expect it at all, it was just a phantom turned into a sword, and he was not an opponent at all!
"The sun and the moon shine on the heaven and the earth, and the stars and the mountains and rivers are splendid!"
The white-clothed man had words in his mouth, but the simple long sword turned into a starry sky and attacked Wang Liang.
Soon, Wang Liang ushered in his sixth defeat.
“...... Too strong, isn't it?"
Wang Liang took a few breaths, but compared to the exhaustion of his body, his spiritual power was a little insufficient.
Before, Ying Nanfeng said that he couldn't beat these sword kings and didn't believe it, but now he has spent dozens of days on the first sword, and you must know that there are still one hundred and seven swords waiting for him in the back!
"I don't believe it yet!"
Wang Liang lifted his spirit, mustered up his spiritual power and rushed forward again.
Mingyu moves!
Wang Liang was ruthless, combining the first sword and the fourth sword of the Linglong Sword Technique, only to see the sword shadows of the Golden Jade Sword and the Ink Ugly Sword all over the sky, and then countless sword shadows stabbed towards the man in white at an extremely terrifying speed!
There are more than 10,000 sword shadows in the sky, Wang Liang is ruthless this time, using all his spiritual power to perform the strongest attack so far, he doesn't believe that he can't beat the man in white in front of him!
"A gentleman is like jade, good is like water, jade is like a figure, and water sings to it!"
The man in white chanted softly, the long sword in his hand waved lightly, and a river of water from nowhere flowed around him, completely enveloping him.
Countless sword shadows pierced into the water, but the next moment they disappeared in an instant, without even a splash.
When all the sword shadows were absorbed, the blade of the man in white turned, and the river immediately exuded a chill!
"Humility is like water, and there are times of anger!"
The river gradually turned into a giant frost sword in the direction of the white-clothed man's swing!
Then the big sword was raised high by the man in white, and the sword was not cut off, but a thick layer of frost had already risen around Wang Liang, and he was even shocked to find that he couldn't move at all!
The spiritual power was exhausted, his body was frozen in frost, and Wang Liang could only watch as the frost sword slashed towards him!
When the attack came in front of him, Wang Liang subconsciously closed his eyes, but after a while, Wang Liang didn't notice any movement.
"Why are you standing stupid?"
Zhu Ziqing's voice came to mind in Wang Liang's ears, which made him open his eyes immediately, and then he saw Zhu Ziqing and Ying Nanfeng standing in front of him.
The corners of the two of them raised slightly, as if they were laughing at his indiscretion!
"It was ...... just now"
"Senior removed that sword in time, otherwise do you think you can still be fine?" Zhu Ziqing asked, "How do you feel now?"
“...... If the two of you are here to laugh at me, then it's really time for you to come!" Wang Liang fought for a long time, and his spiritual power and physical strength had been exhausted, so he simply sat on the ground in front of the two.
After taking a few breaths, Wang Liang smiled bitterly: "I thought that with my strength, I would not say that I could completely break through, but at least I could win a few, right?"
But now I can't even beat the first sword, and I'm still so embarrassed......"
Ying Nanfeng said, "Didn't I say that, you seem to be fighting these swords, but you are actually fighting with their former sword masters!"
The sword that can bury its own spirit here, the most inferior is also a high-grade spirit weapon, and even a half-spirit treasure or even a spirit treasure is not uncommon, how weak do you think their sword masters will be?"
"But their cultivation has been suppressed to the same realm as mine, but I almost don't even have the strength to fight back!" Wang Liang was a little frustrated, "The cultivation realm is so vast, I once sat in the sky and thought that I was really invincible in the same realm, but now it's ridiculous to think about it!"
"So......" Zhu Ziqing saw that his expression was wrong, and his heart couldn't help but move, "Do you want to give up?"
"That's not it!" Wang Liang shook his head and said, "I just think I'm too impetuous, and it's almost impossible to succeed if I blindly break through the battle like this now!"
Ying Nanfeng said: "You are not impetuous, you just haven't understood your sword until now!"
"Know my sword?"
"Do you know who the man in white was against you just now?" asked Ying Nanfeng.
Wang Liang thought about it and realized that he had never seen the appearance of the man in white before, so he shook his head and replied: "I don't know, but seeing that the man in white is so powerful, I think he is also a man, right?"
"No, you should know!" Ying Nanfeng said firmly, "I just covered up the appearance of the sword, but you must know the man in white!"
Wang Liang was a little surprised: "I know?"
After listening to Ying Nanfeng's words, Wang Liang carefully recalled the appearance of the man in white just now, and for some reason, he inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.
“...... It's familiar, but why can't I recognize it?"
"No, you've seen him!" Zhu Ziqing interjected as a reminder, "You've only met him once, but you shouldn't just forget his name, right?"
Reminder, this person's surname is Chen!"
"The surname is Chen...... Chen Fenglin!" Wang Liang was taken aback, "Don't tell me that the man in white just now is actually the kendo talent that Chen Fenglin left here?!"
"You may not believe it, but it's true that the figure is indeed the kendo talent that Chen Fenglin once left behind!" Zhu Ziqing added, "As for the sword in his hand, it is actually the phantom of his former spiritual weapon, and it is also the sword you use now!"
"You mean, Ink Ugly Sword?"
“...... What the hell is this name?!" It was the first time Zhu Ziqing had heard Wang Liang call this sword like this, and she couldn't help but want to laugh a little, "The previous name of this sword was Mantang Sword, and it happened to be a pair with your master's golden jade sword!"
Wang Liang didn't care about this, he only cared about how that figure could be Chen Fenglin, obviously his temperament didn't match at all!!
He had seen Chen Fenglin before, that person's face was calm, and his temperament revealed a kind of coldness emanating from his bones!
On the other hand, the man in white was full of brilliant looks on his face, and he waved the sword in his hand even more slowly, like a sacred dance!
The temperaments of the two are very different, but this is actually the same person?!
Ying Nanfeng said: "I don't care what Chen Fenglin has to do with you, but the kendo talent he left here is the talent that can be ranked in the top three among the kendo talents I have seen in my life!"
I hadn't woken up when he entered here, so I don't know why he would be willing to give up his talent to go out, when it would take him years to break through the sword formation!"
"So, I'm not even as good as Chen Fenglin?!" Wang Liang couldn't believe it, "Why would such a genius choose to become a traitor?"
"Don't get entangled, isn't this just a lesson for you?" Zhu Ziqing smiled disapprehantly, "You have always hated Chen Fenglin, but you don't have half the capital to seek revenge from him, don't you have the urge to beat him?"
“...... I don't want to defeat him, but I want to kill him to avenge my master!" Wang Liang raised his head suddenly, and the expression on his face became extremely firm, "I am indeed inferior to him now, but this does not mean that I will be inferior in the future! I will defeat him, and then break through the sword formation and leave here!"
"To correct it, in fact, Chen Fenglin is not one of the one hundred and eight swords, his kendo talent was only found out on a whim!" Ying Nanfeng waved his hand and smiled, "The burial mound is so magical, it can materialize a person's talent, and even turn it into a weapon!"
But then you have to pay attention, I will directly summon the sword in the sword formation to fight you, and this time I can't save you again!"
"I understand!" Wang Liang nodded, but then suddenly stopped, "Wait a minute, wait for me to recover my spiritual power!"
"Oh, I almost forgot about it!" Ying Nanfeng expected that Wang Liang had an elixir to replenish spiritual power, so he also paused his movements and waited for Wang Liang to recover.
To be honest, although the sect master gave something, the pill was completely insufficient, let alone let Wang Liang recover his spiritual power!
But he still has something to use.
Earth Spirit Chalcedony!
Among them, the pure spiritual power is the only help for the cultivator's cultivation, but Wang Liang can only choose to use it to restore the spiritual power at this moment!
According to Ying Nanfeng, the burial mound is a place to suppress the evil qi of the earth's veins, and there is no spiritual power here, and Wang Liang really didn't feel it.
In desperation, Wang Liang could only make this decision, which was a bit of a waste of earth spirit chalcedony!
Wang Liang took out a drop of earth spirit chalcedony and began to slowly recover his spiritual power, while Zhu Ziqing stood leisurely and watched.
"Aren't you in a hurry to go out?" Wang Liang just replenished his spiritual power, and he didn't need to spend too much time, so he simply asked Xiang Zhu Ziqing, "Why aren't you in a hurry now?"
Zhu Ziqing said indifferently: "I have to go out with the Chengying Sword, but now the Chengying Sword still has to maintain the speed of time, so I can only wait first!"
“...... Okay!" Wang Liang sighed, "I hope I still have time to go out and report the news!"
"You just look forward to it, but it's best to be mentally prepared that Kong Li has already found Chengyuan!" Zhu Ziqing poured cold water on him, "Maybe even if you go out now, you may collide with Kong Li when you return to the Chengyuan Sword Sect!"
“...... Even if I hit it right, I have to go back!" Wang Liang thought for a while and said, "But Kong Li is just one person, so it shouldn't overturn Chengyuan, right?"
And isn't there still a retreating Ancestor, the Chengyuan Sword Sect should be fine, right?"
"I don't want to hit you if you're optimistic!" Zhu Ziqing poured cold water again, "Don't count on your ancestor!"
"Why?" Wang Liang asked, "Old Ancestor is at least in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, even if he can't beat Kongli, he should be able to keep Chengyuan, right?"
Zhu Ziqing asked casually, "But what if your ancestor is already dead?"
"How is this possible?"
Wang Liang didn't believe it, the top and bottom of the Chengyuan Sword faction were counting on the ancestor to retreat and promote the Dao Fruit, even if he was really dead, it was impossible for him to have no movement, so he didn't believe Zhu Ziqing's words!
"What is the basis for that?"
"I have no basis!" Zhu Ziqing replied, "But to make the judgment that the ancestor is dead, it is actually not me at all, but Chen Fenglin!"
"Is that him?"