The mountain wind hunted hard.

The students of the academy who followed consciously scattered on the edge of the arena, and most of these people's eyes fell on Chu Jiangkai.

Because Chu Jiangkai, a madman, was actually walking faster and faster, he started running when he was more than ten feet away from Wen Ruyan, and his running speed was also accelerating, and the clothes on his body were already hunting.

The faster the speed, the more nervous the onlookers felt.

Wen Ruyan was not nervous, and his gaze also fell on Chu Jiangkai, but only on Chu Jiangkai's feet.

Wen Ruyan was calculating the distance between himself and Chu Jiangkai.

Wen Ruyan's magic sword hung in the air, the sword body kept trembling because of the accumulation, and the flickering blue light rippled out like a wave.

Disciples of the Enlightenment Realm, the attack distance of the natal sword will not exceed ten zhang, this is the limit of spiritual power, Wen Ruyan is waiting for Chu Jiangkai to run into this range, he doesn't want to hold it up, Chu Jiangkai's momentum has already made him feel more and more pressure, although this pressure doesn't seem to make sense.

Of course, Chu Jiangkai also knew the ultimate attack distance of the Enlightenment Realm, and he had to be fully prepared before running into this distance himself.

Chu Jiangkai tried to mobilize all the remaining spiritual power in the green bricks, and evenly covered the surface of the green bricks. The surface of the bricks has also shimmered with a gray sheen.

The faster the speed under your feet, the closer the distance between you and Wen Ruyan, the more lustrous the gray of the blue bricks will be.

When there were still twelve or thirteen zhang left between the two of them, Wen Ruyan's magic sword had already snorted, and it was coming towards Chu Jiang to break through the sky, and the cyan light on the tip of the sword had already spit out nearly a foot, the sound of breaking the sky was urgent, and the will to break the sky was resolute.

The green brick in Chu Jiangkai's hand was also gray at the same time, and the gray was wrapped in dazzling points of light, and Chu Jiangkai's originally low-hanging arm was raised vigorously, as if he was about to use this green brick to shoot over.

Chu Jiangkai had already stepped into the range of ten zhang that cultivators regarded as taboo, and he actually accelerated again, and Wen Ruyan's magic sword came first, his calculation was not inferior to Chu Jiangkai, and he sacrificed the magic sword early, and when Chu Jiangkai had just reached the attack range, the magic sword had already broken through the air and appeared in front of Chu Jiangkai.

This sword is no longer like the ability display of an Enlightenment Realm disciple, and this kind of calculation is not like the state of mind of an Enlightenment Realm disciple.

Wen Ruyan faced the opponent who was damaged by the dantian, and he actually used his most outstanding means, which was related to the pressure brought by Chu Jiangkai, the strength displayed by Chu Jiangkai, and the background behind Chu Jiangkai.

The sword is at hand.

The blue light that burst from the tip of the sword had already touched Chu Jiangkai's clothes.

The position where this sword was aimed was the shoulder of Chu Jiangkai's right hand holding the blue brick. It couldn't hurt his life, but Wen Ruyan's sword was directly aimed at one of Chu Jiangkai's arms.

The talisman cracked in Chu Jiangkai's pocket, and turned into a layer of faint red light that instantly appeared on Chu Jiangkai's right shoulder, snapping his body, blocking between Chu Jiangkai's torn shirt on his right shoulder and the blue light that burst out of Wen Ruyan's magic sword, the blue light of the magic sword was blocked, the magic sword was bounced back, and Chu Jiangkai's body that rushed to extreme speed stagnated slightly, and the speed slowed down.

Wen Ruyan's body shook a few zhang away, and his chest was obviously a little undulating, but he didn't have any pause, his fingers quickly pinched, and his movements seemed to be a little stiff because the magic sword was blocked, but the speed was a lot faster, and there was not much distance between him and Chu Jiangkai.

The power of the talisman is too strong, and it is the handiwork of a big man at the peak master level.

Although Wen Ruyan was fully prepared, the blocked magic sword still involuntarily drew a perfect arc in the air, and the sword body was bounced around, and there was no intention of stopping.

Wen Ruyan kept changing his gestures, and he barely controlled the magic sword to spin in the air for another half circle, so that the magic sword stayed in mid-air.

Chu Jiangkai didn't expect the power of the talisman to be so amazing, he thought that it was equivalent to the power used in the lecture hall of the school, but he didn't know that this talisman was also strong when it was strong, and it was weak when it was weak.

The blue flickering magic sword was blocked in front of Chu Jiangkai's eyes like this, and it gradually stabilized after turning around for more than a while, but at this time, the hilt of the magic sword was facing Chu Jiangkai.

Of course, Chu Jiangkai would not let go of such an opportunity, and when the magic sword was stable, he quickly stretched out his empty left hand and grabbed it towards the simple hilt of the magic sword.

In Xianju Mountain, all those who have entered the realm of enlightenment, whether they are disciples of Zhufeng or students of the academy, will master the cultivation of the natal sword in the practice of "Xianju Jue".

And this kind of natal object cultivated by pure spiritual power in the dantian, the growth and connectivity are extremely outstanding, and the shape can be controlled freely, and the attack power and flexibility fully reflect the will of the cultivator, and it is the top cultivation method in the cultivation world of the entire continent, and it is the root of Xianju Mountain standing for thousands of years.

This unique method of relying on the dantian to nourish the natal object is much easier than the way of other sects to find or refine the natal object, especially for low-level cultivators, the advantage is even more obvious.

And its only flaw is that it is too closely related to the dantian, and even the dantian is released.

As a low-level cultivator, the terrible consequence of this obvious advantage is that once the natal magic sword is damaged, the cultivation will not be guaranteed, and the dantian like Chu Jiangkai will be damaged, and there will be no remedy and opportunity, so you can only say goodbye to cultivation forever.

Therefore, even a person like Wen Ruyan, who is well-known in the school, does not dare to slack off in the protection of the magic sword.

Seeing Chu Jiangkai stretch out his hand and grab the hilt of the sword, Wen Ruyan instinctively quickly withdrew the magic sword, after all, it was the foundation of cultivation, Wen Ruyan didn't want to become the second Chu Jiangkai.

The gray luster around the bricks in Chu Jiangkai's right hand had been replaced by the original sporadic light, and the whole brick had turned from blue-gray to bright, and everyone around him, including Wen Ruyan, didn't understand how Chu Jiangkai, who had obviously lost his dantian, could still use spiritual power.

They never thought that although Chu Jiangkai had lost the dantian in his body, the spell that had manipulated spiritual power had not been erased from his mind, let alone that this brick had such abundant spiritual power left because of the large number of people who watched.

Chu Jiangkai's left hand had already touched the hilt of Wen Ruyan's magic sword, and his fingers bent slightly, and he grabbed the magic sword that was about to be recovered in his hand, the strength in his hand increased, and the hilt of the magic sword was slightly deformed.

There was a surge of qi and blood in Wen Ruyan's dantian, and the pain spread throughout his body, he still underestimated the power of the talisman.

The pain made Wen Ruyan more conscious, and the sword technique of retracting the magic sword became more decisive with the influx of a large amount of spiritual power mobilized.

Chu Jiangkai felt an irresistible force coming from the magic sword, this force dragged Chu Jiangkai's body, and flew towards Wen Ruyan's location like an arrow from the string, the speed was too fast, Chu Jiangkai didn't even have time to use the last remaining talisman.

What everyone saw was much simpler, Wen Ruyan's magic sword was bounced away by Chu Jiangkai's talisman, Chu Jiangkai took the opportunity to grab the hilt of the magic sword, Wen Ruyan recovered the magic sword, Chu Jiangkai rushed towards Wen Ruyan's body and was easily carried by the magic sword and flew towards Wen Ruyan.

And the shining green brick in Chu Jiangkai's hand quickly drew a brilliant light and shadow in the air with Chu Jiangkai.

Chu Jiangkai's body was instantly pulled in front of Wen Ruyan, Wen Ruyan's right hand came out of his palm, and the spiritual power between his palms surged, overflowing with a pale golden light, and the onlookers let out a burst of exclamation, what kind of means is this?

The monk in the Qi refining period is still the identity of the student of the society, but he can already drive the spiritual power of two different attributes, the cyan sword light, and the pale golden spiritual power in the palm, which is not easy for the disciples in the foundation building period to master, but it was miraculously used by the students of this society.

The magic sword stopped abruptly a few inches away from Wen Ruyan's body, without the slightest tremble.

Chu Jiangkai stayed in front of Wen Ruyan with the door wide open, and the palm that overflowed with a faint golden light slapped towards Chu Jiangkai's empty door, without the slightest protection.

Chu Jiangkai really couldn't control his body.

He thought that holding Wen Ruyan's magic sword would give Wen Ruyan a powerful blow, but he didn't want Wen Ruyan's means to be so intense, and flew close with Chu Jiangkai's body, and when Chu Jiangkai's chest was printed on this palm print, Chu Jiangkai's arm holding the green brick had just stretched out, and the green brick was still at least two feet away from Wen Ruyan.

This is the difference in strength.

A heart-piercing pain came from Chu Jiangkai's chest, and Chu Jiangkai's eyes were blurred, but he subconsciously wedged the green brick in his hand towards Wen Ruyan's face that showed a faint mockery at this time.

Snap twice, one in front of the other.

Chu Jiangkai was struck by Wen Ruyan's burst and flew towards the edge of the arena like a kite with a broken string, and the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth stained his clothes red.

And the blue brick that was originally held in Chu Jiangkai's hand actually broke through the cyan shield around Wen Ruyan's body, and wedged it on Wen Ruyan's originally angular face.

There was also blood bursting out, not much.

With the powder of the green bricks falling down, Wen Ruyan's straight body fell backwards after a trance and struggle, kicking up the originally small amount of dust on the arena.

Chu Jiangkai landed dozens of zhang away, like a bag of sand, or a piece of rotten wood, poof, and at the same time as he landed, Chu Jiangkai's tightly closed lips opened, and a mouthful of dark red blood spurted out.

Wen Ruyan, the pride of the sky, is not much better than Chu Jiangkai.

He lay straight in the center of the arena, blood oozing from his face, the whole face was extremely hideous under the embellishment of broken bricks, he didn't expect that he was really slapped on the face by this brick, he didn't understand how a green brick could break the shield of the sword, and he didn't understand how Chu Jiangkai, the guy who damaged the dantian, made this brick full of spiritual power.

This was Wen Ruyan's last calculation and question before fainting.

The green brick that Chu Jiang opened was the last to be thrown out, but he seemed to feel the solid feel of wedged the brick on someone else's face.

Chu Jiangkai spat out the bloody turbidity, and he knew that at least he hadn't lost.