However, according to the records of the sword spectrum, although "Chaosheng" requires a martial artist to have a minimum of the Yuan Force cultivation of the Dan Realm in order to perform it, the "Blue Sea" is indeed a move that a martial artist at the first level of the Yuan Realm can learn to control.

Then, theoretically speaking, Zhao Ziming's Yuan Force cultivation can definitely support the existence of nine hundred swords.

In other words, a hundred swords should not have such a large consumption of Yuan power.

However, Zhao Ziming also tried to reduce the Yuan Force consumed by each swing of the knife, but even a single sword could not be condensed, indicating that this Yuan Force consumption was within the normal range.

The contradiction between the two is obvious.

Zhao Ziming seemed to vaguely grasp something, but he thought about it and got nothing.

A wisp of fragrant fragrance entered his nose, Zhao Ziming sobered up from his contemplation, turned his head to look, and saw Ruolan wearing a velvet coat, standing two feet away, looking at himself with concern.

Zhao Ziming only realized at this time that his clothes had been wet with cold dew, and when he looked up at the position of the moon, it was almost dawn at this moment.

He felt that it was only a moment in the past, but he didn't want to think that a few hours had passed.

"Congratulations to Childe for entering the realm of epiphany. Ruolan saw that he was sober and walked over with a smile.

Zhao Ziming smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's useless to have an epiphany, I haven't learned anything." ”

Ruolan was surprised, "Epiphany didn't solve the problem of Gongzi?" She hesitated for a moment and said: "Ruolan's strength is low, but she has also read some martial arts experience since she was a child, such as being trusted by Gongzi, you tell me what the problem is, maybe I can do my best." ”

After saying that, she was worried in her heart.

You must know that martial arts and exercises are the foundation of martial arts, and they cannot be disclosed easily, and asking others questions in this regard is even more taboo, and it is very easy to attract the disgust and even hostility of the other party.

Zhao Ziming listened to her words, but he had no other thoughts, briefly explained his situation, and at the same time secretly used Yuan Li to dry the clothes on his body.

Ruolan listened to his statement, frowned slightly, and then her eyes lit up, "Childe, do you have a knife score for this sword technique?" ”

Zhao Ziming took out the knife spectrum from the Qiankun bag and handed it over.

After reading it, Ruolan's expression became a little strange, "Childe, where did you get this sword book?"

Zhao Ziming asked rhetorically, "What's the matter?"

Ruolan said: "The record of the sword technique moves should be correct, it's just ...... The transcription format is incorrect, this is a body cultivation knife method, which needs to be urged by blood and qi. ”

"The body cultivates the knife method, and it is driven by blood and qi. Zhao Ziming muttered.

There seemed to be a thunderbolt flashing in his mind, and all the confusion about the "blue sea tide" that had just had an epiphany was solved in an instant!

Zhao Ziming's body moved, and the person had already appeared a few feet away.

With the "hiss" sound of heavy knives cutting through the air, red knives emerged one after another, and the number soon exceeded a hundred, and it was still increasing.

Two hundred.

Three hundred.

Four hundred.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the swords that were originally densely suspended in the air were disordered for a while, and then the red light rose, and all the swords were annihilated at the same time.

A circle of powerful qi waves centered on Zhao Ziming spread out in all directions.

"Ahh

"Hahahaha!"

Just as the wave of air was about to arrive, a long laugh suddenly rang out.

Then, Ruolan felt that her waist was wrapped around a strong arm, and after two breaths, the person moved to another place, avoiding the impact of the air wave.

Zhao Ziming put down Ruolan, clenched his fists and said, "Thank you Miss Ruolan for solving my doubts." ”

Although his drill just now ended in failure, it was because he failed to control the distribution of the blades, and a few more exercises could solve this problem.

The point is that after urging the "Blue Sea Tide Birth" with blood and qi, the shackles that the sword could not break through a hundred paths have been immediately broken, which shows that what Ruolan said is correct!

Ruolan said with a smile, "It's good that Childe's problem is solved, and I'm very happy to be able to help Childe a little bit." ”

At the same time, she also had some doubts in her heart, "Gongzi is from outside the territory, how can he not distinguish the record format of the classics?"

However, her face is red now, her heart is beating faster, and her mind is full of the strong manly aura that Zhao Ziming exuded when he hugged her, so this question only flashed in her heart, and she didn't think deeply.

Half a month later.

The moon rises in the east, and the night sky is clear.

Somewhere in the wasteland, in the air more than a person above the ground, there was a dense red knife light like rain, and wisps of knife qi emanated out, leaving traces of different shades on the ground.

The blades are distributed in a circle, with the tips pointing towards the center of the circle, and the closer you go to the center, the denser they become.

"Phew!"33

With a deep shout, the originally static sword seemed to come to life, and the blade turned and swarmed towards the center.

Hundreds of small knives converged and fused to form a crimson blade that was long and crimson and attached to a black hilt, which looked extremely incongruous.

Zhao Ziming's face was calm, and he held the heavy knife high with both hands, and slashed it blatantly.

Rumble!

A bang!

The ground in a radius of ten feet shook suddenly, and the gravel burst out, and the sand and dust rose into the air, forming a huge dust cloud, and the sound was terrifying.

After a while, the sand and dust dispersed, revealing Zhao Ziming's figure, his eyes were bright, and his face was full of joy.

On the ground in front of him, a ravine two feet long and more than one foot deep appeared, which was the result of Fang Cai's knife.

With such power, it can be called his strongest means now, and this is only a collection of nine hundred swords, and the "Blue Sea" that has just been completed is still very much room for improvement!

Ruolan walked over, handed over a warm towel, swept the ravines on the ground, and praised with a smile: "The power of the child's sword, I'm afraid it is not inferior to what Lord Liu Hong sent when he presided over the assessment of the corps in the past." ”

Zhao Ziming took the towel, thought about it seriously, and said: "In terms of pure destructiveness, my trick is better, but Liu Hong definitely didn't show his full strength in the corps assessment, so it can't be compared." ”

After speaking, he shook off the folded hot towel, wiped the stains on his face and neck, and then handed the towel back to Ruolan.

After getting along day and night these days, the relationship between the two has become much closer, and Ruolan has less awe of Zhao Ziming and more natural and intimacy.

They walked towards the camp, and Zhao Ziming said: "Ruolan, you can reach your destination tomorrow, rest early tonight, and we will leave half an hour early tomorrow." ”

"Really, that's great!" Ruolan cheered, and then said a little embarrassed, "I really want to sleep on the big bed in the room, the tent is really hard to sleep." ”

Zhao Ziming couldn't help but laugh, and said in a somewhat funny tone: "The hard days are coming to an end, and I ask Miss Ruolan to be wronged for another night." ”

Ruolan saw Zhao Ziming joking for the first time, and after being stunned for a moment, she let out a "poof", laughing so hard that the flowers and branches trembled, and the silver bell-like laughter came far away in the wasteland.

The night is getting deeper.

The dark clouds were blown by the strong wind, obscuring the stars and the moon, and the heavens and the earth soon fell into deep darkness.

Thundered!

The thunder and rain poured down, and the vitality in the air tumbled and surged, like a loose horse, forming countless turbulent storms, rushing left and right, wantonly destroying everything in the way ahead.

Shhh

The sound of cracking silk faintly sounded in the night sky of the wind and rain roaring, and then Ruolan's exclamation and scream were heard.

Zhao Ziming, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, moved his body and swept out of the tent, and as soon as he left, the tent where he was living was torn to pieces by a storm.

Not far away, Ruolan's tent was gone, and she lay on the ground, clinging to a large iron stake that held the tent in place.

But the storm was too violent, and the iron stake was not yet shaken, but Ruolan was about to hold on, her bent arms were stretched out little by little, and her whole body was blown levitated!

Fortunately, Zhao Ziming arrived in time, he picked up Ruolan, and as soon as he got together, a fist-sized stone flew in front of him and smashed on his forehead.

Rao was so strong that Zhao Ziming's physique was also smashed into a sharp pain, and the Venus in front of him burst out.

If you change someone here, you will be caught off guard, even if it is a martial artist with the Nine Apertures of the Yuan Realm, you will be in danger of breaking your head and dying!

Woohoo!

In an instant, three more stones flew in succession.

Zhao Ziming couldn't dodge, and was hit on one cheek by the first stone, but the other two stones smashed into Ruolan in his arms.

Fortunately, he was vigilant, endured the pain on his head and face, quickly turned sideways, and blocked the two stones with his back.

Zhao Ziming turned his back to the direction where the storm was blowing, put down Ruolan, and said "squat" with Yuan Li, and the latter was shocked and squatted in front of him according to his words.

Zhao Ziming took out the heavy knife again, the tip of the knife was pointing down, and he plunged it into the ground, leaving only a small piece of the handle outside for him to hold to stabilize his body, and he also squatted down, just enough to stop Ruolan entirely, ensuring that she would not be injured by the flying stone.

In this situation, it would be good if Zhao Ziming was alone, with his strong body, he could carry the impact of sand and gravel and run out of the scope of the storm.

But with one more Ruolan, this method will not work, in the wind, even a piece of sand the size of a bean may make her fragrant and jade.

The only way now is to stay where you are and wait for the storm to pass.

"Ruolan, aren't you hurt?" asked Zhao Ziming.

Ruolan's expression calmed down a lot, "Childe, I'm fine." ”

Zhao Ziming breathed a sigh of relief, and after a little sense, he found that the wind direction had changed, he took one of Ruolan's hands and guided her to adjust her position.

Sensing that the girl's body temperature was rapidly decreasing under the heavy rain, Zhao Ziming mobilized the yuan force in his body and teleported it along the hand held by the two.

Ruolan only felt that her whole body was warm, and her slightly trembling body slowly calmed down.

Zhao Ziming looked around, his eyes lit up with a little colorful light, and his line of sight suddenly broke through the interference of the turbulent flow of vitality, and the visual distance increased greatly.

As far as the eye can see, there are raging storms everywhere, flying sand and rocks, like the end of the world.