With the rapid operation of the "Wuji Taiji Chapter", the boiling medicinal power was constantly transformed into the pure Taiji Realm True Yuan, nourishing Ling Ziqian's dry meridians.

The true element in the body has grown exponentially like a snowball, all thanks to the power of the "Wuji" exercises, just the "Tai Chi Chapter" has such a miraculous performance, far exceeding the rest of Ling Ziqian's known exercises, which can't help but make people extremely look forward to how powerful the exercises of the next few realms of "Wuji" are!

However, although the true yuan in his body had begun to be full, after all, his strength was not one in ten, and seeing that Miyamoto Chunxia had not moved for the time being, Ling Ziqian was also happy, and then recovered from the injuries in his body.

After all, Miyamoto Chunxia's unheard-of magical illusions made Ling Ziqian extremely jealous, and they were all excellent magic skills that could instantly subvert the battle situation!

And after a long time of fighting, Ling Ziqian also saw that what Miyamoto Chunxia had just used was an external force, not his own strength, but a divine power from within the Ten Perfect Sword!

This means that if Junxia Miyamoto can be ruthless and fight at the risk of physical damage, he can even burst out with peak combat power for a moment!

If it was an ordinary struggle between academies, Ling Ziqian was sure that the other party would never be so desperate and risk his life.

But there is an irreconcilable contradiction between Fusang and Huaxia, and there is also a grudge between Fuso Ninja and Huaqing School because of the battle in Kaichun.

It just so happened that Ling Ziqian, who defeated Miyamoto Chunxia at the beginning, was fighting on behalf of Huaqing Academy this time, and the multiple grievances were added, coupled with Miyamoto Chunxia's previous performance in battle, would he suddenly break out and fight with Ling Ziqian, Ling Ziqian didn't dare to bet!

Therefore, Ling Ziqian just secretly accumulated strength, and chose to respond to all changes with the same!

It was Ling Ziqian's hesitation that gave Miyamoto Chunxia the illusion that he was really exhausted and unable to attack again!

After all, that one-time burst of tenfold consumption was not false, and Miyamoto Junxia thought that even if Ling Ziqian recovered, he should not be able to compare with himself who directly drew strength from the Ten Perfect Sword, so he decided not to wait, but to strike first!

I saw Miyamoto Junxia holding a sword in both hands, and the momentum of the whole person instantly climbed to the extreme, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, exuding endless edge!

The Demon God Form, which was already crumbling and became extremely illusory, also turned into Dao Amaterasu Black Fire, and was absorbed by the Ten Perfect Sword in his hand!

"Drink!"

Miyamoto Junxia suddenly waved the divine sword in his hand, and an extremely bright sword light suddenly flashed between the heavens and the earth, as if the entire land was split in two by this sword light!

This sword light walked close to the ground, leaving a bottomless and small deep mark on the ground of the martial arts hall, and with endless killing intentions, it went straight to Ling Ziqian!

This move of Miyamoto Junxia is the Beichen Ichi-ryu of Fuso, and its founder is Chiba Shusaku at the end of the Fuso Edo period.

Although I don't know how this Miyamoto Junxia learned this Beichen One Sword, but seeing his sword, the amazing momentum, and the sharp edge, it is obvious that he has the essence of the Beichen One Sword!

"Zheng!"

Feeling the imminence of the boundless killing machine, Ling Ziqian suddenly got up after opening his eyes, the golden ripples in his eyes flashed, and the shadow in his hand crossed a bright and complete arc in front of his eyes!

"Whoosh!"

A cold light flashed in front of Ling Ziqian's eyes, and in the face of Miyamoto Chunxia's sword of a thousand troops, Ling Ziqian did not retreat, and an extremely condensed Flying Immortal Sword Qi greeted it fiercely with unparalleled momentum!

"Boom!"

The Flying Immortal Sword Qi was sharp and matchless, and the Beichen Sword Flow carried boundless killing intent, as soon as the two met, the extremely condensed power suddenly scattered out, and the chilling sword qi flew in all directions, producing a lot of movement!

The ground between the two of them was completely destroyed by the flying sword qi, and the dust stirred up by the cold sword qi had already covered the area where the two were fighting in a moment!

Although the dust was heavy, the two of them could vaguely see each other's location through the flying dust, Miyamoto Junxia took the lead in taking out the sword, and from a distance of more than ten or twenty meters, he slashed out one sword light after another, and attacked Ling Ziqian from afar!

Ling Ziqian held the Chengying in his hand, and between the movement of the True Yuan in his body, the invisible sword blade was covered with a thin layer of frost under the influence of the Flying Immortal Sword Qi!

I saw Ling Ziqian stepping on Tiangang, his body wandering between square inches like a swimming dragon, no matter how dense Miyamoto Chunxia's sword light was, he could always find the loopholes between Miyamoto Chunxia's sword lights in a moment, and dodge calmly!

Under his control, the Chengying Divine Sword was like a flying butterfly, drawing extremely graceful curves in the air, and the flawless sword qi shot out from the tip of the sword, intertwined into an impermeable web of sword qi, heading towards the Miyamoto Junxia cover!

"Slash!"

The net of sword qi fell at the head of the net, and Miyamoto Junxia could not avoid it, holding the Shiquan Sword tightly with both hands, and the Shiquan Sword raised above his head cut through the air with a violent whistling sound, and slashed out an extremely brilliant half-moon sword light, splitting the huge net in two!

"Whoosh!"

As soon as the giant net was broken, I saw a figure fluttering up, its posture was dusty, there was no smoke and fire, the sword light in his hand was bright, as flawless as the blue sky and white clouds, without the slightest killing intent, but with a chill that froze through the soul!

"Poof!"

That sword seemed to be like a wisp of fresh wind, but when Miyamoto Junxia was about to defend, that sword had already pierced into his chest, and a boundless chill suddenly emanated from the tip of the sword, and began to spread continuously in Miyamoto Junxia's body!

"Bang!"

The Flying Immortal Sword Qi instantly spread to Miyamoto Junxia's whole body, and just when the Flying Immortal Sword Qi was about to freeze him into a lump of ice, Miyamoto Junxia's frozen body suddenly burst open, and there was a thick fog!

Ling Ziqian immediately put away his sword, and with a backward flip in the air, he was away from the white smoke, and with a light tap of his toes, the person had already landed on the stands more than ten meters above the ground!

As he left the martial arts arena before coming, under the influence of the breeze and the already crippled formation of the martial arts hall, the dust that filled the martial arts arena quickly dissipated.

And the white mist stirred up by Miyamoto Junxia has completely dissipated before you know it!

Ling Ziqian fixed his eyes and saw that there was still the figure of Miyamoto Chunxia on the field, only a heavy stone slab that had been frozen into a lump of ice, which was frozen by Ling Ziqian's Flying Immortal Sword Qi and cracked inch by inch!

Stand-in!

Just as this term flashed in Ling Ziqian's mind, a snow-white and bright sword light silently crossed behind Ling Ziqian!

"Ding!"

Although the sword light was silent, even the sound of the sword blade breaking through the air was also eliminated, but Ling Ziqian had already begun to be on guard when he saw Miyamoto Chunxia disappear from the field!

Although Miyamoto Junxia concealed the aura on the Ten Perfect Sword, there was no way to completely hide the killing intent in his heart!

It was this wisp of killing intent that allowed Ling Ziqian, who was on guard, to capture his position, thus blocking the sword that struck out of thin air!

"Slash!"

"Slash!"

"Slash!"

Miyamoto Chunxia saw that a sword missed, his body shook slightly, and he turned into three, and the three identical Miyamoto Chunxia each carried the Ten Perfect Sword in three directions and surrounded Ling Ziqian, and shouted and cut down the Supreme Divine Sword in his hand!

"Whew!"

Facing the blow of Miyamoto Chunxia's doppelganger, Ling Ziqian was a little on tiptoe, and as soon as Mochizuki stepped on it, his body immediately turned into a white horse, with the afterimage of the Dao, not only dodging the joint blow of Miyamoto Chunxia and his clone, but also taking advantage of the situation to get out of their encirclement!

The Mochizuki Step, which had not been performed in the eternal night space before, has now played a role beyond imagination!

"Whoosh!"

Seeing that Ling Ziqian came out of the encirclement, Miyamoto Junxia didn't say much, together with the clone, as soon as his hand was raised, it was layer upon layer, and the shuriken contaminated with Amaterasu's black fire shot out!

"Zheng!Zheng!"

The golden ripples flashed in Ling Ziqian's eyes, now that there was no obstacle from the supernatural power of Yue Xuan's life, the void in front of him was nothing hidden under Ling Ziqian's divine eyes!

I saw that he was flying like a sword, and the invisible blade of the Shadow Divine Sword stirred the void, blooming with flowers of sword qi visible to the naked eye, and from time to time, there were shurikens that were knocked away by the invisible blades, or struck by the sword qi into a pitch-black Amaterasu fire, and disappeared into invisibility after heat!

However, more shuriken were connected to the Amaterasu Fire above, and disappeared without a trace after passing past Ling Ziqian!

It turned out that Ling Ziqian had already seen through it with his divine eye, there were three kinds of shuriken issued by Miyamoto Junxia, one was a combination of real shuriken and Amaterasu's fire, one was a shuriken transformed from pure Amaterasu's fire, and the other was pure illusion!

In order not to cause more damage to the Amaterasu Fire, Ling Ziqian used his superb swordsmanship to completely extinguish the Amaterasu Fire on the first two, and by the way, he also knocked all the shurikens away, leaving only the Dao Phantom to pass through his ears!

After making sure that none of the Amaterasu Flames were missed, Ling Ziqian lowered his sword to the ground and looked at Miyamoto Junxia!

Under that golden ripple, the world in Ling Ziqian's eyes suddenly changed, and he saw Miyamoto Chunxia's body suddenly turning into nothingness not far away with a sword holding a sword watching him, showing the direction of the power in his body!

Among them, there is only one Amaterasu fire in the body of two Miyamoto Junxia, which is like rootless water, and it is these two Amaterasu fires that support the actions of Miyamoto Junxia's two clones, and these two not weak Amaterasu fires are also the source of the power of the two doppelgangers!

And the direction of the power in Miyamoto Chunxia's body was also clearly displayed in front of Ling Ziqian's eyes!

I saw that the sword held by Miyamoto Junxia had a dazzling and brilliant light like a fire, which was the powerful power stored in the Ten Perfect Sword!

At this moment, this power is dividing into the main stream of Dao power, and the hands of Miyamoto Junxia holding the sword are continuously transmitting surging power to Miyamoto Junxia's body!

And this is also the confidence of Miyamoto Chunxia to fight with Ling Ziqian so far, as long as the Ten Perfect Sword is still in hand, he can continue to fight, and he is not afraid of running out of strength at all, until his body can't bear it!

If it weren't for the power in the Ten Perfect Sword that was constantly supporting his loss, according to the consumption of the previous Demon God form, with Miyamoto Junxia's own chakra reserves, I'm afraid that a single photo would have exhausted him!

However, Ling Ziqian didn't care about this, and after finding Miyamoto Chunxia's body, the corners of Ling Ziqian's mouth raised slightly.

Got you!