In fact, it is true, Zhang Yuanzhi's swordsmanship was originally specially created to accompany Zhang Zhang, a sword maniac, to practice swords, when he was in the mountains, the idler Zhang Zhang practiced with him, and he never defended but did not attack.

It's just that I didn't expect that after many years, it has really become a kendo method that is very suitable for defense, and I don't know how Dongfang Jie would feel if he knew what happened.

But the sword is not meant to be defended after all.

After Zhang Yuanzhi and Dongfang Jie slapped each other, they retreated dozens of feet, completely widening the distance, the expression on his face was very indifferent, and he seemed to be completely indifferent to this celestial physique.

But at the same time, his attitude was extremely dignified, and the frost leaf red was horizontal on his chest, standing quietly in the air.

His hands were already pinched in front of him.

His body was straight.

His feet were three inches off the ground.

However, the air around him became extremely quiet, the sound of wind, water, insects, and birds, all the sounds did not disappear, but suddenly they were very low.

It feels very quiet, and you can clearly hear your breathing and heartbeat.

At this time, the sun was already setting in the west.

In the distance, on the streets of the simple town, which were darkened by the setting of the sun, between the lanterns hanging high on the bamboo poles in front of the tavern, a gust of wind suddenly blew for no reason, and the lanterns swayed with the wind.

Immediately after, the dust and broken leaves that had accumulated on the ground for an unknown number of years suddenly rolled up high, flew in the air, rattled, and then fell.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanzhi's gray hair flew up, and the frost leaf red in front of him began to buzz, and the several people watching the battle around him, together with Dongfang Jie, who was about to bear this sword on the other side, were all staring at this sword with their eyes, and they didn't even dare to blink their eyes, it seemed that as long as they blinked, this sword would disappear and they would die.

Fighting is about attacking unprepared.

The sword is also a surprise.

It was the moment when the wind blew from the north to the south, rolling up the dust and fallen leaves on the ground, and then arrived in front of Dongfang Jie, and lost his eyes.

This moment.

Dongfang Jie blinked, and the sword disappeared, the sword was still here one moment, and the next moment it was already empty, as if there was nothing.

The orange sunlight sprinkled on the flat ground, like a pale yellow copper mirror, which could not illuminate the face clearly, but the little girl still liked to apply powder and grease in front of the copper mirror.

Suddenly, a light gray shadow passed on the bronze mirror, but it was only a blink of an eye, but it disappeared, as if it was just his own hallucination.

At this moment, Dongfang Jie closed his eyes, but sometimes, the role of people's eyes in this realm looking at the world is not too great.

Dongfang Jie is.

He uses the eye of the heart to see things, and he uses the sense of heaven and man to feel things.

In his perception, he saw a faintly visible sword roaring on the official road ahead.

The gray shadow was not noticeable at first, like a bird, flying through the sky, but silent, looking startling, but unable to arouse any great alarm.

But after the blink of an eye, there was a thunderstorm, and the power it carried directly shook off the lightning that flew dozens of feet behind the gray shadow.

The horror of this sword is by no means weaker than the previous Dongfang Jie's heavenly sword, and in some respects, it is even surpassed.

Dongfang Jie's expression was solemn, in the blink of an eye, his eyes were closed, and he didn't even have the mind to open them, his energy was all focused on the sword in front of him.

Also at this moment, he had already thought of seven ways to deal with it in his heart, but it was precisely because there were too many ways to deal with it that he didn't have the certainty that he could absolutely seal this sword in that way.

Because he knows that the absolute strongest move is not a thousand swords and ten thousand swords, but only one sword, a sword with ten thousand swords in one, such as Zhang Yuanzhi's flying sword.

A line of flying swords can open the mountain.

A flying sword can cut through the clouds.

But in the end, the first-line flying sword still killed people.

Dongfang Jie's heart was in turmoil, and he couldn't do it for the time being, but he also made a move, he seemed to have burst out with incomparable bravery, or this heavenly physique could really do it, in a short period of time in this line of flying swords, he could make seven swords in a row.

But these seven swords, after all, are still not comparable to the sword after the unification, otherwise, with this heavenly physique, Dongfang Jie's sword will definitely not fall into disadvantage.

But he still blocked it.

His face flushed, as if he had exhausted all the strength of his body with these seven swords, and thick sweat gushed out of his pores.

But just a breath and a breath, his body returned to its peak again, his eyes were bright, and as soon as he breathed, the sweat on his body was gone with the wind.

The spiritual power in his body surged, turning in all directions, and it had already formed an endless Great Zhou Tian, and the pale blue rivers, lakes and seas were still flowing in his meridians.

This is the real Qiu Xingjiang flood-like might, a punch, this power is naturally blasted out, the power is enough to open the mountain and break the river.

However, Dongfang Jie used swordsmanship, not boxing, if he was given a few days to truly adapt to the strength of this heavenly physique, he would be several levels stronger than now.

But at this moment, he is still not weak, although he knows that he is far inferior to Zhang Yuanzhi's junior in swordsmanship, but he still chooses to continue to use swords, because he can only use swords.

He doesn't use flying swords, if he wants to hurt the enemy, he must take the lead in closing the distance, but now Zhang Yuanzhi doesn't give him this opportunity, he retreats when he enters Zhang Yuanzhi, and the distance between the two sides will always be maintained fifty zhang.

At the same time, Frost Leaf Red was still flying and slashing in the air, however, the horror of the heavenly physique at this time was reflected.

The Donkey Kong realm of Buddhism and the innate qi of the real Dacheng were integrated, and finally fused into the real heavenly and human diamond body, even Zhang Yuanzhi's full sword failed to penetrate his body, and a sword was inserted into his left shoulder, and then Dongfang Jie, who sneered, reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

At the same time, the sea-like mental power surged in, as if he wanted to cut off the connection between Frost Yehong and Zhang Yuanzhi.

Zhang Yuanzhi is famous for his flying swords, not to mention flying swords for thousands of miles, at least he can really kill people from a hundred miles away.

To be able to do this, in addition to his profound cultivation, his mental power is also one of the best in the world.

But the power of the man in front of him was faintly above him.

He frowned slightly, not that he was worried that Frost Yehong would be taken away by the other party, Wudang Flying Sword Technique, with hard work to nourish the heart sword, the sword man is one, the sword cultivator regards the flying sword as his life, where there is a weaker mind than the other party, the flying sword is the truth that it will be taken away.

It's just that if it goes on like this, although the other party can't threaten him, with the recovery ability of the heavenly body, he can't help him in a short time.

If the other party is bent on avoiding himself, rushing into the palace, and doing something, even if he really wants to stop it, he may not have the energy.

After all, when a master like them competes, just the energy escaping from the battle is estimated to be able to tear down the palace.

Even if there are countless masters in the palace, but Wang Li is on the front line at the moment, those masters in the palace, can anyone really stop this Dongfang Jie with natural physique?

Obviously, Dongfang Jie also thought of this after he personally experienced the power of the heavenly body, and with a sword roar, Frost Yehong flew out grazing his palm.

If it was an ordinary martial artist, even if it was the Buddha Vajra Realm, his fingers would be slashed off like tofu, but at this time, he was only scratched a layer of skin, and even the sword wound on his shoulder was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He shouted, raised out of thin air, and a strong wind under him lifted him up, and as soon as his thoughts moved, his body turned into a streamer and flew in the direction of the palace.

Behind him, Zhang Yuanzhi also frowned, and the imperial sword followed, although he thought that there seemed to be a master in the palace, but in case Liu Ye died there, with the attitude of the children of the Liu family towards the throne, maybe the frontier was not flat, and the Central Plains would be in chaos again.

At that point, things were really troublesome.