Chapter Eighty-Five: The Spirit Stage

The monk was silent, his gaze becoming more and more focused on the confrontation between the two in the distance.

From the beginning to the present, the two have actually fought for a few breaths.

The heavy duty of watching the battle suddenly heard thunder, a roaring thunder, which did not shake the heavens and the earth, and was a little low. A tremor felt in their hearts, and they were instantly overwhelmed.

In an instant, the iron sword in the hand of the stone man stabbed out many times, the speed seemed to be able to pierce the space, and the sound of thunder was the symphony of the iron sword piercing the air, combining a certain mysterious law between heaven and earth, giving birth to the mysterious sound of heaven and earth.

In an instant, the countless tremors of the tip of the iron sword annihilated the sword qi that suddenly appeared one by one.

It was only at this time that Shi Dao showed his peerless demeanor as a sword immortal, as well as his attainments in swordsmanship, and no one was allowed to be underestimated, including Chen Jianmei.

The people watching the battle couldn't help but be shocked by the supreme swordsmanship revealed by the stone Dao people, and at the same time felt ridiculous for Shen Lian's arrogance, after all, there was a difference of one realm, and he actually underestimated a monk who had been returning to the Dan for many years.

Shen Lian's emotions have not been disturbed or changed in any way, he is not a top swordsman, but he has all the qualities of a top swordsman, calm and calm.

The thunder sound from piercing the air did not disturb him in the slightest.

Even though there was a slight tingling sensation in his eardrums, the blood and qi in his body were still heavy and not dispersed. The sword qi that Mr. Su passed on had infinite mysteries in it, and even involved some kind of indescribable truth between heaven and earth, and Shen Lian did not cultivate it to an extremely high depth.

He didn't even plan to defeat the Stone Dao people with this.

Chen Jianmei's attitude was leisurely, and the thunder that caused the void to tremble dissipated as soon as it reached him, and he watched the two of them with interest, and at the same time understood why Shen Lian didn't need to be too vain.

In a sense, it can be said to be the nemesis of all mana in the world, and it can disintegrate the spells cast by the enemy.

Shidao people have been returning to Dan monks for many years, and they are also born in sword cultivation, and they have a lot of mana. Almost condensed into sword qi, extremely condensed, even if Shen Lian can defuse part of the opponent's attack, he will also have a great burden on himself. The odds aren't great.

He responded with a wooden sword, seemingly constrained by Jin Kemu, only Chen Jianmei could see that there was something strange about Shen Lian's wooden sword. It was an indescribable feeling, and it made his clear sword heart feel a kind of yearning.

In an instant, Shen Lian and the stone Dao people started a real confrontation.

Shi Dao people solved those invisible sword qi just now, although it took some sword intent, but the iron sword was still at the peak at the moment, and with Jin Kemu, it had the absolute upper hand.

In a thought,

The tip of the wooden sword and the tip of the iron sword have fought countless times. The sound of wind and thunder stirred. The two of them almost disappeared from sight, and in an instant, they only saw the surrounding grass and trees, which broke one after another, and the ground seemed to be turned over by some indescribable force.

The smoke and dust froze slightly, and in the mist, everyone could still see the two figures staggered apart, and suddenly they heard a strange sound.

Shen Lian's wooden sword absorbed the Taixu Divine Qi in his body at an extraordinary speed, turning it into the most basic energy, and at the same time, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was frantically permeated into the wooden sword. So much so that it couldn't bear it anymore and trembled, and its frequency was not even below the thunder sound made by the iron sword of the stone Dao man just now.

The Shidao people would not allow Shen Lian to gather his qi calmly under his nose. The two of them have clashed countless times in an instant, which is also a great burden on the body, so there is a temporary pranayama at this time.

It's just that Shen Lian is even crazier than him, and he doesn't leave half a buffer for himself.

He didn't know what kind of pain Shen Lian had suffered in Youhe for many years, although Shen Lian's body had not reached the sword plot of King Kong, but the impact of mana on his body. There will be almost no impact.

Even if Shen Lian burst out with all his mana in a bang, his physical condition could withstand it.

It's not like a stone man, even if he doesn't care about his life and death, but with an instantaneous outburst, he can't exert all his mana.

This is even if he returns the pill, he already belongs to the flesh and blood, not only the mana is limited, but the explosion that the meridians and acupoints in the body can withstand are also limited.

Therefore, only the immortal real person, the earth immortal who has become a primordial god, can be called a sentence, the mana is boundless, and the magic power is vast.

This time, the tip of the iron sword of the stone Dao man did not tremble in the slightest, causing the void to sing in thunder. The man and the sword turned into a ray of blue light, and attacked straight towards Shen Lian, losing any change.

Even if you can see the end of the eye, you will never be able to see that this line of sword style has any skews or ups and downs.

This blend of man and sword gives birth to an extremely simple beauty.

Just like on a piece of snow-white rice paper, a great painter only needs to outline a straight line with pen and ink to make the whole painting paper come alive and give birth to an infinite and long-lasting artistic conception.

Shen Lian's wooden sword suddenly brightened, and at this moment, the sunset faded to the last trace of afterglow, this coincidence seemed to be inevitable in the dark.

The wooden sword seemed to be ignited, (ww.uuknshu.com) bright flames were born from the tip of the sword, and everyone seemed to have a phoenix chirping in their ears, which was not transmitted from the air, like light, did not tremble the eardrums, but just for you to hear.

Someone flashed a thought in an instant, wood makes fire, fire overcomes gold.

The flame at the tip of the wooden sword was like the head of a phoenix bird, and its beak was slightly clicked, just hitting a ray of blue light transformed by the stone path man.

The Taoist snorted softly, and the monk was thoughtful.

Fire is not mortal fire, but evolves with the fire of the phoenix's nirvana.

A few drops of molten iron fell from the air, dripping on the ground, and the swords of the people in the stone path suddenly separated, and they looked at the iron swords that had already melted.

His body suddenly exploded, turning into countless subtle sword qi, and all the Dao robes were wiped into powder and dust.

Only a remnant sword remained, and the low whine was endless.

Shen Lian was already standing in the distance, the wooden sword was casually tied around his waist, and his demeanor was peerless, so that no one dared to underestimate this young man who was clear and handsome.

Chen Jianmei walked up to him and patted Shen Lian's shoulder, and an extremely pure sword qi was injected into Shen Lian's body, combing out the meridians and acupoints where some chaotic qi flowed for him.

A young man, a teenager, one after the other, walked towards Hanhai.

Ten miles away, not a single demon or monk came out to stop him.

After all, there are very few monks in the world who don't care about their lives like Shi Daoren, and if Shen Lian is seriously injured, there are still a few people who are willing to test it again, but now it seems that there is no need.

The monk wearing the torn mango shoes spoke: "It's really a fellow Daoist, with these two people here, it seems that the next time the Lingtai talks about the Tao, Qingxuan will no longer be at the bottom." ”

To be continued.