Shi Changluo's sword is called "Pebble", although the name of this move is ordinary, but it is the most powerful in the Pebble Sword Sutra of the Xishan Sword Sect, and it is also the most difficult to control, and the most difficult to really exert its wonder and power.

Xishan Sword Sect was one of the four major sword sects in the Changling area a hundred years ago, and the Pebble Sword Sutra was the most important sword scripture of the Xishan Sword Sect, and the Pebble Sword Sect was named after this move, which is enough to see how important and subtle this move is.

As the most important sword scripture of the Xishan Sword Sect, the sword intent of the Pebble Sword Sutra comes from the light and spiritual sprinkling of the mountain stream and stream, and from the ever-changing changes that flow silently between the pebbles.

There are countless pebbles on the river beach here, and the swordsman who can master this sword can use it here, which is precisely the geographical advantage and adds a lot of power.

These pebbles are the most simple runes in heaven and earth for the ultimate sword intent of this sword, and the true yuan power of the division and the elder network condenses the sword intent formed by the vitality of heaven and earth, and countless possibilities will be born through it.

However, when Wang Jingmeng's sword stabbed out, all these countless possibilities disappeared.

The surface of dozens of pebbles was cut by Wang Jingmeng's sword, leaving shallow ravines behind.

For the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that gathered at this time, these ravines have become deep ditches, and they have become ditches that are guided by the situation.

The abundant water vapor that gathered on the surface of the river, rushing down from the upper reaches, converged at an astonishing speed, and turned into a waterfall falling from the mountains, converging on Wang Jingmeng's sword.

There was a loud bang.

All the suspended pebbles were thrown out, some fell further afield, some fell into the water.

The division commander took three steps back.

Behind him was already the water.

He took three steps back, and the water was waist-high.

He stood in the water, his whole body soaked with splashes, and his face was dripping with water, looking extremely embarrassed.

Wang Jingmeng collected his sword.

The winner is decided.

For a life-and-death battle, this result may not be enough at this time, but for the same sword competition, especially between a senior brother who has been a beginner for a long time and a junior brother who has been a beginner for a short time, this result has made the victory and defeat too obvious.

From the beginning to the end, no sword from the division commander could pose a real threat to Wang Jingmeng.

The division commander looked down at the water.

His body shuddered slowly.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he smiled hard and confused, and the smile was extremely bitter.

He couldn't understand it.

He really couldn't understand it.

Those sword moves... The sword moves he had mastered over the years, he thought were perfected in his hands tonight.

However, no matter what kind of sword move he used, the other party would actually use a more perfect sword move to break it!

No matter the subtlety of the sword moves or the sword intent, they are much stronger than the sword moves he knows.

The most incomprehensible and unbearable thing for him was Wang Jingmeng's True Yuan cultivation, which was not much different from him.

If Wang Jingmeng was a real mountain boy before he met Gu Liren, and he didn't know how to practice at all, then when he began to absorb the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into his body and began to condense the True Yuan......at least six or seven years earlier than Wang Jingmeng.

He absorbed the vitality of heaven and earth six or seven years earlier than Wang Jingmeng, and he did not have the slightest lazy moment in the past six or seven years, how could Wang Jingmeng catch up!

"How is that possible!"

He took a moment to slow down and suddenly raised his head, "How is it possible... How could your True Yuan cultivation be so close to me!"

Wang Jingmeng frowned slightly.

"Because there are two reasons. ”

However, before he could speak, a voice of unrage sounded.

It was Yuntang who spoke.

She should be the strongest woman in the world at this time, and her words are very powerful at all times.

"I gave him a Jiao Dan, and the True Yuan Exercises he practiced were also very special. Even I have never seen a cultivator who condenses the true essence so quickly. ”

Her words are in no one's doubts.

The division commander was answered.

His lips trembled.

Mao Qijie and Zhang Wuxian were only shocked by Wang Jingmeng's strength in using swords before, but listening to Yun Tang's words, they also fell into a strong shock.

Yunshui Palace's Hantan Jiao Dan is the strongest elixir in the world to enhance the cultivation of the true yuan, but the Han Tan Jiao Dan comes from the cold pool of Yunshui Palace, and it is the inner pill formed in the body of the Jiaolong in the extremely cold deep pool, this kind of Han Jiao dives in the abyss and does not surface at all, if you want to kill the Han Jiao to obtain the Jiao Dan, you must cultivate yourself to dive into the cold abyss and fight with this real Jiao Dragon.

In the history of Yunshui Palace, only three grandmasters have succeeded in doing so.

In the past few decades, only Yuntang killed a Han Jiao and obtained one of these Jiaodan.

No matter how useful this Jiaodan is for Yuntang, but the only one that is given to Wang Jingmeng is too shocking.

It's just that Yun Tang's words at this time were not finished.

She looked at Shi Changluo, quietly and with some mockery: "It's just that this explanation, does it mean anything to you?"

Lin Zhujiu and Yan Xinlan looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

It really doesn't make sense.

Since it is a fair sword competition, no matter why Wang Jingmeng is so strong, it has no meaning for the victory or defeat itself.

What's more, in the battle of Fang Cai, from beginning to end, Wang Jingmeng did not rely on the strength of the True Yuan to suppress it, but broke the sword with a sword, if the two of them put aside the True Yuan cultivation, the gap between Shi Changluo and him before is probably even greater.

Shame on failure.

Shame cannot be hateful, but courageous.

Yun Tang raised her head slightly, her eyes were a little cold, but she was indescribably proud.

On that day, she was defeated in the hands of Yu Zuochi in the Jinghu Sword Meeting, so she didn't have the slightest anger, and she just thought that she would have to find countless possibilities for transcendence in this life after all.

After the news of Gu Liren's death came out, she also went to the place where Gu Liren died in battle.

She was sure that Gu Liren was much stronger than herself, but she still didn't feel that she would never be able to catch up.

A truly proud swordsman should have such a state of mind in her opinion.

Just looking at Shi Changluo, looking at this young swordsman who was also extremely talented, she didn't bother to say these words.

The biggest opponent of the sword master is always himself.

And not those swordsmen who seem to be better than themselves.

If you can't even defeat yourself, then all the laws are empty, and all the truths are useless.

"The victory and defeat have been decided, and you don't want to stand in the water. Wang Jingmeng's junior brother is like this, and Uncle Yu will be happy when he sees it. Zhang Fifteen's voice rang out.

He has a generous personality, so he wants to make a round.

It's just that the division commander didn't reply.

He turned away and waded away in silence.

Mao Qijie sighed slightly in his heart, he had heard that Shi Changluo's personality was very arrogant, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

"These sword moves you use don't seem to be owned by our Bashan Sword Field, where did you learn them?" he turned around and looked at Wang Jingmeng and asked seriously.

"I'm in Qiyun Cave and I'm looking at some of the sword marks of the ancients. Wang Jingmeng did not hide it and said.

"Those sword marks are still there?" Mao Qilian's eyes lit up slightly.

"Yes, but Yan Xinlan and I can't understand it. Lin Zhujiu smiled self-deprecatingly, and then joked: "I guess you're about the same." ”

"No matter what, I'm going to have to take a look. Mao Qijie smiled embarrassedly, "According to what you say, you should be closer to Senior Brother Wang." ”

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