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Tianjiao?

Could it be that the burly man with a gigantic figure and a tiger's back is Gai Tianjiao, one of the four beauty of the two Yizong?

Where can I see that she is a beauty?

Do not.

She couldn't tell at all that she was a woman.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's spirit was completely immersed in swordsmanship and entered the mood of forgetfulness, so he did not even know the arrival of middle-aged Taoist priests.

Gai Tianjiao bowed his hand to the middle-aged Taoist priest, and then stared again at Zhang Ruochen who was dancing the sword.

With an expression of appreciation in her eyes, she said, "Brother Zhou, this person is called Lin Yue, a disciple of the Changshengyuan. I have only seen and persevered in my life."

"On the eve of the Sword Contest, it is fortunate that Zongmen was able to produce such an excellent kendo wizard."

Middle-aged Taoist priest, named Zhou Ping, is the seven disciples of the Burial Moon Sword Master, one of the three great sword wise men in the Eastern Region, and of course Gai Tianjiao's brother.

Because, Gai Tianjiao is also a disciple of the buried Moon Sword Saint, ranking ninth.

Zhou Ping carefully observed the sword technique exhibited by Zhang Ruochen, and his deep eyes revealed a strange brilliance, saying: "It is indeed a very good sword repair seedling. It should have reached the high-level realm of the sword heart. If so, he can appear early How good is three years? "

"It did appear a little late. It has been less than half a year since the sword theory conference, and even if it is fully cultivated, I am afraid that at most it will only allow him to reach the ten-level perfection of Jianyi. Compared with the sword swords carefully cultivated by Zong, there is still a big gap. "

Gai Tianjiao's eyes had a hint of worry.

Zhou Ping sighed lightly, hitting the purple sand teapot with his fingers, his eyes flashed with sharp light, and said, "Just do your best to keep the sword pavilion, it is naturally the best. If you can't keep it, we will take it back after 100 years."

Although Zhou Ping said very indifferently, but Gai Tianjiao could hear, he was actually quite unwilling.

Not only Zhou Ping, but the sword repair of the entire Liang Yizong, it is estimated that no one will be reconciled.

The sword pavilion was originally a general altar located in Taiji Road. Five hundred years ago, the predecessor Yingjie of Liang Yizong exerted all his strength at the Jianjian Conference, only to overpower the total altar, the Four Elephant Sects, and the Eight Diagrams Sect. The ownership of the sword court.

If Jiange was lost in their generation, then how can they deal with the heroes of Zongmen?

Suddenly, Zhou Ping's mouth gave a frivolous look, staring at Zhang Ruochen a little more earnestly, saying, "How can the sword power of this kid become stronger and stronger? Even with the help of Shengquan, the sword power is not May be growing so fast. "

Gai Tianjiao also noticed, and made a bold guess in his heart, saying: "It is said that during the coronation ceremony of the disciples, he received a total of three ancestral swordsmen."

"Mofei, he is borrowing the power of the ancestor sword intention and the holy spring to impact the ten-layer Great Realm of Jianyi?"

"If so, then ..."

Zhou Ping and Gai Tianjiao glanced at each other, and their faces showed ecstasy.

If so, Lin Yue can now practice the sword to the great consummation level. For Liang Yizong, it will indeed be a glimmer of dawn.

Zhang Ruochen has taken the Eight Gourd Holy Springs, and the sword's intention on his body has grown rapidly. The degree of increase has passed several times the normal degree, and every moment it seems that there is a sword's intention to explode in his body.

Zhang Ruochen took the ninth gourd holy spring, and immediately, his body was completely enveloped by the colorful light.

Instead, his degree of swordplay became slower.

A closer look at the past reveals a strange phenomenon.

Everyone can see every skill of his sword, but he can't figure out how to change his next move.

For a breath time, Zhang Ruochen just waved a sword, slowly and surprisingly, people wondered if such a sword is really offensive?

Sometimes, he would stop and stand for a long time, seemingly staying, but he looked a little blank.

A whole day and a night passed, Zhang Ruochen's degree of swordplay became slower, and even ten breaths, it was difficult to fully display one stroke of swordsmanship.

Zhou Ping's expression was dignified, and he touched his beard with his fingers, and said, "He is already on the verge of breakthrough, he is stuck under the bottleneck, and cannot break through. Tianjiao, you might stimulate him for a little help. "

"Alright."

Gai Tianjiao stretched out his left hand, and a flame circle appeared immediately in the palm of his hand.

In the center of the circle, slowly, a red gold holy sword appeared.

Chijin Sword is cast from Jinwuxuan Iron and completely integrated with Gai Tianjiao's left arm, making her arm stiffer than the holy weapon.

The shape of the Red Gold Sword is like a whip, but it has a sharp sword tip and a bamboo shoot-shaped sword body.

"Wow!"

The Chijin Divine Sword has just been exposed to the air, and it immediately radiates fiery power, causing the temperature in the air to rise several times, causing a slight distortion.

Gai Tianjiao's degree was astonishing. He rushed out with a sword and stabbed at Zhang Ruochen's abdomen.

The degree of the sword, the far sound, the deafening sound boom.

Moreover, Gai Tianjiao did not keep his hand at all, as if he really wanted Zhang Ruochen to be nailed with a sword.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen felt the huge danger. The hairs of his whole body stood up instantly, and the vitality of his body soared tenfold.

The sword, which had been hovering below the bottleneck, was stimulated by death, immediately rushed straight up, crossed the last layer of the state, and reached the ten-level great state of perfection of the sword.

Sword one, Dacheng.

Zhang Ruochen shuddered all over, and his momentum changed.

"boom!"

Zhang Ruochen did not open his eyes, but just clenched the hilt of his sword by instinct. His body and sword were completely integrated into one, and with the momentum of breaking the bamboo, it turned into a sword light and rushed towards Gai Tianjiao.

"It really has to be exciting."

Seeing Zhang Ruochen break through the realm, Gai Tianjiao's face showed a satisfied smile, and immediately dissipated his strength, and retracted the red gold holy sword into his left arm.

Other monks, it is definitely difficult for her to be as freely receptive, and even if she immediately retracts her sword, she will certainly be backfired by her strength. Even Zhang Ruochen's control of power is much worse than Gai Tianjiao.

Seeing Gai Tianjiao put away the sword, but Zhang Ruochen could hardly recover his strength.

The tip of Gu Shuijian hit Gai Tianjiao's chest.

"Oh!"

The twelfth-order Zhenwu treasure level Gu Shuijian did not penetrate Gai Tianjiao's body as expected. Instead, when the sword tip collided with her body, a sound of metal collision sounded, and a large spark sputtered.

A strong masculinity, hotter than the flames, poured out from Gai Tianjiao's body, shaking Zhang Ruochen out.

With a bang, Gu Shuijian broke into two pieces.

Zhang Ruochen's right arm was dripping with blood, and his bones were broken into three sections, which could not be lifted at all.

On the other hand, Gai Tianjiao is still standing still, showing a light and clouded look, staring at him with a shallow smile: "Your sword one is good, but it can penetrate my body saint. Ugh. "

What's the use of even breaking through the body shrine?

She didn't hurt her at all.

Zhang Ruochen resisted the pain, looked at his right arm, and looked at the broken sword on the ground. He thought of the powerful power just now, and was quite shocked, saying, "Are you really not a semi-sacred?"

You should know that Zhang Ruochen has cultivated his sword to great consummation, and exerted it with all his strength. Even the holy body of the ninth transformation of Yulong, I am afraid that it will be quite daunting.

Such a powerful sword hit the man on the opposite side, but he could not hurt him at all.

Instead, Zhang Ruochen suffered a minor injury, and his right arm's bone was broken and he couldn't lift it at all.

Gai Tianjiao smiled and said, "You don't have to be so shocked. My physique is quite special. In the past ten years, seven holy artifacts have been refined into my body and integrated with my blood and bones."

"Your attack, although strong, hit me, but it will be bounced back by the power of the holy weapon."

"So it is." Zhang Ruochen breathed a sigh of relief.

Except for the semi-holy, Zhang Ruochen didn't believe it at all, and someone could break the sword No. 1 he exhibited based on physical power alone.

Zhang Ruochen no longer asked, sitting next to the holy spring, taking the elixir of healing, and began to heal his injuries.

After spending an hour, Zhang Ruochen's arm was no big deal.

The wound on the surface was completely healed.

When he stood up again, he saw that the big man was still standing, but the middle-aged Taoist priest had already left.

"Where's that senior?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Although Zhang Ruochen only glanced at the middle-aged Taoist priests before, he can see that the other side cultivated the Holy Spirit, and there was an amazing momentum spreading throughout his body. He should be a semi-sage ancestor.

Gai Tianjiao's finger pointed to the distant Baishi Holy Cliff and said, "That senior is one of the sword-holders of Jiange. When you healed, you already went back ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ how? Do you want to take a look at Jiange? "

The top of the third heavy mountain is extremely broad. In the distance, there is a 300-foot-high Baishi holy cliff, polished extremely smooth, looks crystal clear, and radiates the holy light.

Standing on the edge of the holy spring, you can feel that the holy cliff of Baishi is actually exuding a powerful wave of force, which makes people awed.

At the top of Baishi Holy Cliff, there is a towering ancient tower.

Clouds surround the ancient tower. It can be seen that there are tens of thousands of swords, like light spots, flying around the ancient tower.

Zhang Ruochen's gaze looked towards the ancient tower on the top of the holy cliff, showing his longing expression, saying, "That is the legendary first place for sword repair-Jiange?"

Gai Tianjiao nodded his head, with a respectful light in his eyes, and said, "Yes."

As long as it is a monk with a sword, who doesn't want to see Jiange?

Even if you can't enter the sword pavilion and practice, just standing and worshiping outside the sword pavilion is a very satisfying thing.