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"Supreme?"

"Bu Qianfan ever reached the highest realm in the legend?"

"It shouldn't be true! Since ancient times, few people have been able to do it."

...

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and all the students on the pilgrimage ladder were shocked. I didn't know how many eyes gathered on Bu Qianfan.

Bu Qianfan was still at ease, just staring at Zhang Ruochen intently.

Zhang Ruochen was not surprised at all. After all, he himself reached the Supreme State three times. From this we can see that the Supreme State is not so difficult to realize as imagined. At least, manpower can do it.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It is estimated that you have misunderstood. For your strength, you do not need to prove anything at all. The reason why I do not want to fight you. That is because the person you want to defeat is Emperor Yi, not me."

Bu Qianfan's eyebrows were wrinkled tightly, his fists clenched suddenly, and a wave of air poured out of his body, saying, "Since that's the case, it offends you!"

Suddenly, he took three consecutive steps forward, using his palm as a knife, and split it across Zhang Ruochen's neck.

The town's army broke power.

The martial arts of the ghost-grade subordinates combine the most direct and direct moves of the sword, splitting, tying, entanglement, and brain wrapping ... In the end, the complexity is simplified, and only three moves are left.

There seem to be only three moves, each of which contains the essence of the sword, and strives to die with one stroke.

In the army, only officers who have reached the level of "university" are qualified to practice the town's sword-breaking swordsmanship. If they want to successfully practice the swordsmanship, they must continue to hone on the battlefield. Only after killing 10,000 people can there be May succeed in cultivating the sword.

What Bu Qianfan exhibited was the first move "Zhenjun's Knife", which seemed to be just a knife splitting with the arm, but in front of the arm, a half-moon-shaped blade of light was formed.

"Wow!"

Before Bu Qianfan's arm fell, Zhang Ruochen felt the murderous, sharp, and suffocating gas contained in it, and seemed to be able to slay all the obstructing enemies.

Zhang Ruochen had to take a shot. He pinched his index finger and **** together, and also used his hand as a sword.

Jianyi and Zhenqi condensed at the tips of two fingers, stabbed out quickly, and struck Bu Qianfan's palm side.

"Oh!"

The sword clashes sounded, and the two fought hard.

Bu Qianfan's eyes were quick, his whole body strength surged upward, his body's strength drove his arm to turn, and immediately performed the second stroke.

"Polysword."

The second knife seems to be more terrible than the first knife, and the power is amazing. Even with the naked eye, you can see the shadow of a large knife above Bu Qianfan's arm. With the movement of his arm, he cuts to Zhang Ruochen's waist.

"Looking at the moon in the water."

Zhang Ruochen once again exhibited one of Yangyi's nine swords and blocked Bu Qianfan's second sword again.

"Kill the sword."

Without stopping, Bu Qianfan displayed the third sword of the town's smashing sword, which was also the strongest one.

Faintly, you can see that behind him is a giant in armor standing, waving a knife and chopping Zhang Ruochen's head.

"Boom!"

It's like a knife, and it's like a million-handle knife, and it's cut down at the same time.

Three swords in a row, one buckle in a ring, one sword in a row, the power continues to increase.

In the face of the stabbing air from the mountains, Zhang Ruochen also looked dignified and stepped back to reduce the pressure from the sword.

He mobilized the power of the sword, displayed the realm of the sword's heart, and put his hands together. The whole person was like a sword and pierced towards Bu Qianfan.

"Oh!"

Bu Qianfan stepped back and fell outside Wuzhang, his arms trembling, and a drop of blood flowed from his sleeve.

Zhang Ruochen also took three steps back, and his ten arms were numb with pain, just as if he had just hit an iron mountain.

"Great, actually blocked my town's army from breaking the mighty three swords. No wonder I was able to defeat Emperor Yi."

Bu Qianfan's complexion was sullen, and a layer of true halo appeared on his arm. Instantly, the blood flowing out turned into blood gas, which was sucked into his mouth and nose.

Zhang Ruochen said: "You are also very strong, I have used all my strength!"

There was a smile in Bu Qianfan's eyes, saying: "All strength? I don't know! I checked your information, when you are in the Xuanji Realm, you have more than 30 levels of mental strength."

"The township I practiced to break the mighty swordsmanship most focused on momentum. As soon as the swordsmanship came out, we must first defeat the spirit of the martial arts. Even the warriors in the dragon and dragon realm couldn't fully achieve this set of swordsmanship. Indifferent, but you don't change your face from start to finish. "

"So, I guess your mental strength has reached the forty level, and you can be called a spiritual master. If you perform a mental attack, your strength should not stop there."

Zhang Ruochen said, "Forty levels of mental power? You dare to guess."

Bu Qianfan seemed very confident, and continued, "If you are not strong enough, how can you stop the power of Emperor Yi's magic heart? You can rely on your sword-knowing state of Kendo. There is no way to defeat Emperor Yi. "

Subsequently, Bu Qianfan said, "Even if you have mental power as a hole card, you may not be invincible in the same realm, and I have a hole card. If I fight with life and death, I have a better chance of survival than you. Because you have a Weaknesses, you may not even realize it. "

Zhang Ruochen said: "What weakness?"

"Fighting experience, fighting experience in life and death."

Bu Qianfan said: "I grew up on the battlefield from an early age and experienced no less than 10,000 battles, including hundreds of times wandering on the verge of death, struggling in the dying, crawling in the pile of the dead, and grinding in the blood. practice."

"The battle I have experienced is ten times more than yours. Every time, either you die or I die. Even if the emperor defeated me, he could not kill me, and he could only watch me leave."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes became dignified, because Bu Qianfan said all the facts. Compared with him, Zhang Ruochen's combat experience and life-and-death training really seemed a little inadequate.

Of course, if it is a real duel, Zhang Ruochen does not think that the person who died is him. Because, Zhang Ruochen also has undefeated faith.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I'm curious, why did you lose to Emperor Yi in the first place? With your martial spirit, can there be flaws?"

Bu Qianfan was silent for a moment, as if he was remembering something. Then, he shook his head again, turned and walked under the pilgrimage ladder, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, if you want to know the answer, come to the military camp to find me. You want Make up for your weaknesses and you must come. "

Zhang Ruochen stared at Bu Qianfan's back, with a smile, saying, "It's an interesting person."

Bu Qianfan is not the Eucharist, but he is constantly sharpening on the battlefield, breaking through to the extreme, and giving himself the strength to compete with the Eucharist.

It is not the Eucharist, but I can stay in the first place for three years, and there is something that ordinary people can't compare.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Yun Qing not far away and said, "Are you going to fight?"

Qi Qing's injury was almost cured. With the movement of qi, his hands immediately turned into silver metal, and laughed: "Zhang Ruochen, we don't have to continue fighting, we can compare something else."

"Better?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Tong Qing's finger pointed above the pilgrimage ladder and said, "Higher than anyone else. If you can win me, the previous grievances are written off. If you lose, you must kneel in front of the gate of the San Sheng gate. I apologize to the holy gatekeeper for the day. It is not shameful to kneel to a holy gatekeeper? "

"It's that simple?" Zhang Ruochen didn't believe it.

You know, there is the suppression of the power of the gods on the pilgrimage ladder. The higher the cultivation, the stronger the suppression.

Only the higher the talent, the stronger the spiritual power, and the stronger the martial arts soldier, can they climb up the higher ladder.

Wu Qing should be very clear. His biggest advantage is that he is deeper than Zhang Ruochen.

In this case, why give up his own advantages and use his own disadvantages to compete with Zhang Ruochen?

Although Zhang Ruochen thought that Ping Qing must have made a plan, he did not hesitate and agreed directly.

Qi Qing rushed out first, and soon reached the forty-step ladder, and she continued to climb up at a very fast speed.

Zhang Ruochen rushed to the 30th step ladder first, and after leaving his name on the jade monument, he boarded the 31st step ladder, the 32nd step ladder ...

After a while, Zhang Ruochen was already standing on the fortieth ladder.

At this moment, that invisible pressure became quite huge, just like forty times the gravity acting on the body, not only squeezing Zhang Ruochen's body, but also squeezing Zhang Ruochen's soul.

For the average warrior, he must have been lying on the ground.

Zhang Ruochen glanced up, and there were already 57 soldiers on the fortieth level. Earlier, when some of the students in Tian Mo Ling fought with the students of the 胥 圣 门 门, other warriors ascended the pilgrimage ladder and climbed step by step.

Among them, the most powerful warrior has reached the 65th-level ladder.

It was a descendant of a holy gatekeeper, wearing a metal vest, showing a pair of bronze arms, and looked extremely powerful.

There are three warriors on the 60th step ladder. The other two were also descendants of the Holy One.

There are eighteen warriors on the 50th step ladder.

The purple cold sand ~ lightnovelpub.net, which had been climbing the pilgrimage ladder previously, has also reached the position of the fifty-fourth step ladder.

It was just that his potential seemed to be exhausted. Standing on the ladder, with painful support, sweating, and bending his body, he couldn't even step on the 55th step ladder.

"puff!"

Zi Hansha forcibly stepped forward, trying to reach the 55th-level ladder, but was blown out by an invisible force, spit blood in his mouth, and rolled down.

It rolled down to the forty-step ladder, and then stabilized again. He got up from the ground and saw Zhang Ruochen not far away.

"Abominable, Zhang Ruochen's kid is so powerful, I must not lose to him."

Zi Hansha naturally saw Zhang Ruochen's previous battle with Tong Qing and Bu Qianfan. Now, when he sees Zhang Ruochen walking in front of him, he is very uncomfortable.

So he clenched his teeth, regrouped, chased after Zhang Ruochen, and climbed up again.

(One more chapter.)