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While in Wushi Douchang, Zhang Ruochen revealed his true strength. Zhang Tiangui should have determined that he was "Chen Ruo."

So, hasn't the sword's bright state been exposed?

"Chen Ruo" used a sword with a clear state of mind. Only Lin Cuishan saw it with his own eyes. Although Lin Cuishan later told Zhang Tiangui and Lin Chenyu, they did not believe it at all.

After all, in the legend, only the semi-sacred can reach the sword heart.

They only thought that Lin Cuishan's cultivation was too low, so they mistakenly thought that "Chen Ruo" had reached the state of clear swordsmanship.

Like an ant, an elephant is mistaken for a mountain.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen indifferent, Lin Chenyu sneered, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, the person standing in front of you, is the sister of the master of Yuntai Sect, Han Ye. Sister Han Ye's sword-making skills have long been unpredictable. Realm. She proactively compares swords with you, it is to give you face, you do n’t give shame to your face. You do n’t think that your sword is clever, there are so many great things. Can't handle it. "

Han Yan's brow frowned slightly, and he said coldly, "I and Zhang Ruochen talk about swords. What mouth do you have as a slave?"

"Sister Atonement."

Lin Chenyu's face turned white, and she immediately knelt on the ground, her hands resting on the ground, looking very frightened.

In Han Yan's eyes, Lin Chenyu is only a slave to Zhang Tiangui, but Zhang Ruochen is a young genius who can defeat Qing Chibai in swordsmanship. The status of the two is quite different.

Han Yun can make friends with Zhang Ruochen on swords, but he will never be an equal friend with Lin Chenyu.

The main thing is that Han Zheng did not know the contradiction between Zhang Tiangui and Zhang Ruochen, and regarded Zhang Ruochen as a talented younger brother of Zhang Tiangui.

Han Zheng stared at Lin Chenyu and said scornfully, "You are also qualified to call me sister? Since you have said something wrong, you will naturally be punished. Cut off your tongue, lest I do it myself."

Lin Chenyu's eyes panicked, and she looked to Zhang Tiangui for help.

You know, Lin Chenyu had already suffered a torture, and his arm was broken again. If even his tongue was cut off, it would not be miserable.

Zhang Tiangui said: "Sister Han, Lin Chenyu is actually Zhang Ruochen's cousin."

"Oh!"

Han Zheng was a little surprised. Before, he only knew that Lin Chenyu was a slave to Zhang Tiangui, but he didn't know he had such an identity. For small figures like Zhang Tiangui, Han Yan didn't pay much attention.

Actually, Zhang Ruochen's cousin was taken as a slave. So, the relationship between Zhang Tiangui and Zhang Ruochen is not as harmonious as it seems.

Han Rong stopped paying attention to Lin Chenyu, stared at Zhang Ruochen, and decided to explain clearly: "Nine princes, I sincerely want to exchange swordsmanship with you, and have no other meaning, I hope you don't think too much."

Zhang Ruochen said, "Okay! It's just a sword, not a big deal."

Han Xi's heart was overjoyed, and he could finally compete with swordsmen of the same level.

I don't know to what extent Zhang Ruochen's accomplishments in swordsmanship?

The sky, snowflakes, the whole world is white.

The busy guards, eunuchs, and maids also stopped and looked at Zhang Ruochen and Han Yan standing in the snow.

They seemed very excited. Masters of martial arts were better than swords, but they were not always visible.

"I've heard that His Highness Nine Princes has a good swordsmanship, but I don't know how high it is?"

"It must have been extraordinary, not something we can imagine."

"The person who fights with His Highness Nine Princes, but the heavenly pride of Yuntai Zongfu, is His Highness Nine Princes sure of winning?"

"Yuntai Zongfu is a martial arts shrine, and even the King was a disciple of Yuntai Zongfu. The swordsmanship she used must be exquisite, and His Royal Highness Nine Princes is unlikely to win."

With his left hand behind his back, Zhang Ruochen turned his right hand into a phantom and stretched forward. Using two fingers, he pinched a snowflake floating in the air.

Snowflakes are very thin, crystal clear, and faintly cold.

Strangely, the snowflakes sandwiched between fingers didn't melt.

"Oh!"

Zhang Ruochen's arms continued to stretch out, showing dozens of phantoms in front of him.

When his hand stopped again, 108 snowflakes appeared on his fingertips, forming a long string, forming a crystal clear sword.

The eunuchs and maids who were watching around all took a cold breath and exclaimed.

Just this "snow into a sword" is already extremely mysterious.

Only by reaching the peak of the sword can you achieve the state of being a sword. Even if it is just a snowflake, it can become a sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand.

"Amazing!"

After seeing Zhang Ruochen's technique, Han Yan immediately stretched out two slender jade fingers, waving his arms constantly, and quickly formed a sword with snowflakes.

Only, the sword she condensed, there were only 72 snowflakes.

This is already the limit she can do!

Zhang Ruochen waved the ice crystal snow sword, and the air in his body was released. The snow on the ground flew under the surge of sword air, forming a sword air vortex.

Han Zheng looked at Zhang Ruochen standing in the snow, and shook his head gently, and said, "No need to compare, I am inferior to you in the skill of swordsmanship."

"Wow--"

The ice crystal snow sword in her hand cracked and turned into 72 snowflakes, which fell to the ground one after another.

Zhang Ruochen also received his anger, and threw the ice crystal snow sword in his hand into a snowflake.

Han Yan stared at the back of that boy, his eyes were beautiful, his voice was clear: "His Royal Highness the Nine Princes has a good swordsmanship. I hope to return to the Demon Wucheng. We have time to discuss swords together."

"Han's swordsmanship is also very clear, the younger generation is considered to be top-notch. Farewell!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Han Jian's accomplishments in swordsmanship are indeed quite powerful. At a young age, he has reached the pinnacle of sword walking, which is almost the same as the half-sage disciple Qing Chibai.

Han Yan stared at the departing Zhang Ruochen, with a look of appreciation in his eyes, saying: "With his talent, at most another five years, he is the first master of the younger generation."

When Zhang Tiangui saw Han Yan's expression, his eyes were a little killing.

Zhang Ruochen was nothing. He had never been considered by him before, but now he practiced swordsmanship to such a situation. Fortunately, his cultivation is not high, and it is not difficult to deal with him. As long as he uses some means, he can let him die in the cradle.

On the winter solstice, a ceremony is held.

What is most important to a county?

Of course it is a ceremony.

Not only in each county, but also in each ancestral gate, every family, every city, every village and town, all sacrifices are given top priority.

Because only at the time of sacrifice can the gods be communicated.

Only by communicating with the gods can humans open the mark of the martial arts and embark on the path of cultivation to become warriors.

Without the mark of Divine Martial Arts, the aura cannot be absorbed into the body.

The national sacrifice of a country is particularly important, which determines the rise and fall of a country. The larger the sacrifice is, the more divine marks are given by the gods, and the higher the rank of the divine marks.

The more warriors a country has, the stronger its national strength will be.

The national sacrifice of Yunwu County can only be regarded as a medium sacrifice level. However, in the eyes of those warriors in the Yunwu County, it was already a remarkable event.

Almost all of the humans in the king's city gathered in the ancestral halls of the emperors, and at a glance, there were so many people that there was no end.

Sacrifice is an extremely sacred thing. Even those evil martial arts are afraid to make trouble during the ceremony, fearing to anger the gods and suffer the condemnation.

This year's ceremony was hosted by the seventh prince Zhang Tiangui instead of King Yunwu County, and it seems to be a signal to the public that the state-owned Yunwu County intends to make Zhang Tiangui the world's son.

This year's ceremonial ceremony looks unprecedentedly grand. Just more than 100,000 cattle and sheep are used for sacrifice, and there are thousands of wild animals with huge bodies.

After the bell rang, the teacher began to read the sacrifice.

Later, Zhang Tiangui led the civil and military officials to the altar, with a spirited look, as if he was already the county king of Yunwu County.

Standing on the high altar, Zhang Tiangui searched for Zhang Ruochen's figure, but he didn't find Zhang Ruochen at all. He was quite proud. He felt that Zhang Ruochen must have been robbed of the limelight, so he never came to the ceremony.

Zhang Tiangui incorporated true energy into his voice and said loudly, "Sacrifice ceremony, start."

On the altar, the sound of snails and large horns sounded, making a terrifying sound. At the same time, various musical instruments also played.

One by one, the sergeants in armor began to kill the animals, put blood on the altar, and worshiped the gods with blood.

Driven by blood, the altar began to run slowly, and ancient inscriptions emerged.

"Wow!"

A stout blood column rushed up from the altar and shot straight into the sky, breaking the clouds as if to rush into the vast void.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen sat in the middle of a palace in the palace.

Wu Hun, flying out of his body, showed a sacred form, emitting a mighty light.

"Transformation!"

Wu Hun suddenly changed his appearance, becoming a shadow wearing a blood-red armor, stepping on auspicious clouds, flying out of the palace and coming to the sky above the temples of the emperors.

Before Zhang Ruochen had not cultivated into a false god, most people could not see his martial spirit. But now it is different. As long as he is willing, even ordinary people who have not practiced martial arts can still see the ghost of Wu soul.

Of course, the premise is that he took the initiative to release the body of a false god. Otherwise, most people still cannot see his martial spirit.

The shadow of the gods grew bigger and bigger, one hundred and twenty feet high, and their eyes were like two rounds of scorching sun. They looked down at the people below them, exuding a breath of horror.

It is like a projection of the gods, appearing in the world.

I don't know who it was, and first found the shadow of the **** above the sky, and said excitedly: "The gods are sanctified! The gods are sanctified ..."

Afterwards, everyone raised their heads and looked at the huge shadow of God above the sky.

"It's a **** ..."

"Knee down on the deities."

Throughout the entire city, almost everyone kneeled on the ground and worshiped the shadow of the **** above the sky. It was both excitement and piety.

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Not just the poor, but even those who have become powerful warriors and court officials are excited. It is such an honor to have the gods appear in Yunwu County.

"When I presided over the sacrifice ceremony, the presence of the gods appeared, could it be foreshadowed?

Zhang Tiangui's heart was very excited. He immediately knelt down on the ground, worshiping the **** above, and shouted, "Tianyou Yunwu County, mortal Zhang Tiangui worships God!"

Since His Royal Highness the Seven Princes has kneeled down to worship, all the officials, the Grand Marshal, the General ..., all the officials kneeled down on the ground, and kept scratching their heads. I hope that my piety can be known by the gods, so that he can lower Fuze.

The blessings of the gods, even a little bit, can make them endlessly useful.

Even the queen and queen sitting above immediately stepped down from Jinfeng's seat, rolled up her dress, and knelt down on the ground, respectfully worshiping the shadow of God.