Although he hasn't started fighting yet, Zhang Ruochen also knows that there must be a huge gap between him and Ling Feiyu.

One is a peerless swordsman who has been practicing for 300 years, and the other is a low-order half-sage who has been practicing for less than 30 years. The gap between the two is like a kendo master and an ignorant child.

However, Zhang Ruochen wants to know, how big is the gap between the two?

Therefore, this battle is imperative.

The sacred soul of the sword sacred continuously moves the heaven and earth aura to Zhang Ruochen, making the strength of his body fluctuate, becoming more and more intense, and turning into a chaotic cloud of five colors.

"Wow--"

The sword spirit awoke.

The monstrous sword exudes a dazzling light, and a thousand patterns of devastating force emerge from the inside of the sword body, rushing towards Ling Feiyu in the distance.

The greater the number of inscriptions activated, the greater the power of Qianwen's destruction.

Previously, even if Zhang Ruochen had exhausted the Holy Spirit, he could barely activate a thousand inscriptions. However, at the moment, inspired by the Holy Spirit, thousands of inscriptions emerged in the sword body.

The same is Qian Qian's destruction, the former and the latter are completely different.

Ling Feiyu stood in place, letting Qian Wen's destruction fall on her, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, if you can stop me three moves, I can apologize to the monstrous sword. The key is that you can't stop the three moves. "

"Well."

The electric mother purple dress emits thousands of thunder and lightning, like a dragon and snake flurry, turning into a spherical lightning field with a diameter of ten miles.

"After the battle, we can see the difference."

Zhang Ruochen stabbed out with a sword, and the thick sword gas flowed out like Xinghe.

The position of the sword tip forms a group of extremely bright circular brilliance, as if hanging on a nine-day bright moon. The brilliance is bright, reflecting the dark sword mound as if it were daylight.

"Nine stars circle the moon."

Mingyue and Xinghe fell from the sky at the same time, stabbing, tearing the lightning field apart and shrouding Ling Feiyu's head.

Ling Feiyu is still very calm, standing indifferently in the center of the thunder and lightning field. Against the background of purple electric light, her skin looks extremely white, like a crystal clear jade.

"A gimmicky sword-level swordsmanship is used against the sword sage? Zhang Ruochen, your swordsmanship is undoubtedly a child playing wooden swords. It's too clumsy, except for brute force, there is no ingenuity."

Ling Feiyu's voice came from behind Zhang Ruochen, appearing in his mind, as if it were close at hand.

Ling Feiyu's speed is not as fast as the speed of sound.

If it is said that her voice has passed into Zhang Ruochen's ears, then Zhang Ruochen must have died under her sword.

Obviously, in the sentence just now, Ling Feiyu passed on Zhang Ruochen mentally, not sonic transmission.

Even so, Zhang Ruochen's complexion changed slightly, he could feel the breath of Ling Feiyu, was behind him, and was rushing at him with a streamering speed.

Turning at this moment will undoubtedly be defeated.

Does it have the power of an ancestor, but still can't stop the sword master's trick?

Zhang Ruochen was naturally reconciled, immediately shaking his arm and turning the towering sword to the back to form a posture of back sword.

"Oh!"

Ling Feiyu hit the blade of the towering sword with a finger, making an extremely loud sound, with a strong air current, and scattered to the four sides.

Zhang Ruochen's mouth spit out blood, and his body was like a ray. He flew forward and hit the ground, sinking the ground down.

The ancestors of the monstrous sword all sighed. Then, some were reprimanding Zhang Ruochen, while others were instructing Zhang Ruochen how to deal with the previous move.

"It's stupid. How can a swordsman-level confrontation focus on the sword move?"

"Attention should be focused on the opponent, using the sword to manipulate the sword move. Otherwise, the sword move has not yet fallen, but the opponent has changed its position."

"If it were me, I was forced to that kind of situation. I must use the same swordsmanship method to force her back." "You can say easily, after all, Zhang Ruochen is only a first-order semi-sacred state. So fast? It's quite remarkable that he can block this move. "

...

Ling Feiyu is still standing in the center of the thunder and lightning field, staring down.

I saw, Zhang Ruochen slowly got up from the dirt, a portable sword, the other hand wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth, and smiled: "It is worthy of the sword master, it really deserves its reputation."

"You can stop my first move, but it's also a bit capable. Can you still stop the second move?"

Ling Feiyu's right index finger and **** were pinched together, and then, a huge sword surged out and flew in front of her, condensing into a white lightsaber.

The seemingly very casual moves, but it gives people a broad and profound feeling, it is the "Sword One" in "Wordless Sword Book".

Jian Yi, from the hands of Ling Feiyu show, what mighty power?

Gradually, Zhang Ruochen had a taste of it, and he already knew the intentions of the ancestors.

They shouldn't really want to teach Ling Feiyu, but they should use Ling Feiyu's hand to test Zhang Ruochen's accomplishments and potential in Kendo.

At the same time, you can also use this battle to make Zhang Ruochen adapt to the strength of the sword sage level and understand how to fight with the top strong.

After all, once the undead blood raced into the sword mound, Zhang Ruochen, as a sword holder, must borrow the power of the ancestor to protect the sword mound against the undead blood clan's strong.

Only when adapting to the strength of the sword saint level and dealing with the undead blood can Zhang Ruochen play his biggest role.

It is estimated that Ling Feiyu is also clear about this, only Zhang Ruochen is the only one who knows it later.

Now that he had figured out the cause and effect, Zhang Ruochen completely let go of his mood, closed his eyes, no longer had any thoughts, and slowly raised the monstrous sword.

At the same time, the huge sword intentions poured out of the body and merged into the sword body.

"Well."

In the black field, all the abandoned swords trembled, flew out of the ground, gathered to Zhang Ruochen, and revolved around his body.

"That's ... one man and sword united, good boy, only in the first-order semi-sacred realm, it has reached the one unit of human sword, which is at least ten times stronger than the old man."? Zi's ​​kendo talent is no less inferior than Xue Hongchen, and he may become the great emperor in kendo in the future. "

...

The ancestors of the towering sword are all very excited and feel very excited. After all, Zhang Ruochen is their apprentice and inherited the mantle of this vein.

Ling Feiyu's eyes were also slightly condensed, flashing a look of surprise.

You know, when she was in the ninth-order half-sage, she realized that the sword and man were one, but she has won countless glories. Some people even compared her with the empress of Chi Yao.

From this we can see how difficult the realm of "one man and one sword" is.

Zhang Ruochen, however, was one-level and half-sacred, and he realized that the sword and man are one, which is really against the sky.

Ling Feiyu spit out Orchid, and read the two words gently: "Jianyi."

The white lightsaber flew out and hit Zhang Ruochen's brows.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen also exhibited Jianyi and thrust forward.

Thousands of ancient swords that originally revolved around him, guided by the sword, all rushed forward, turned into a torrent of ancient swords, and collided with the white lightsaber.

"Well."

The crackling sound kept ringing, and all the ancient swords were all broken and turned into pieces of iron.

Of course, that white lightsaber was also offset and completely dissipated.

However, before Zhang Ruochen was relieved, Ling Feiyu had already performed his third skill. It is actually a nine-handed lightsaber. From nine different directions, nine different sword moves have evolved, while attacking Zhang Ruochen at the same time.

An ancestor exclaimed in an exclaimed voice, saying, "Nine dead swordsmanship. Girl, you are also a swordsman. It is a bit of a bully to show such a mastery of swordmanship?

Ling Feiyu is calm and easy, saying: "He now also has the strength of the sword sage, who does not bully who? Besides, it is already the third sword, I must defeat him." Zhang Ruochen naturally heard of the nine dead swordsmanship Prestige, that is a king-level swordsmanship, in other words, has reached the level of holy art.

Facing the attack of the Nine Dead Swordsmanship, it is like facing nine Sword Masters at the same time, and the Nine Sword Masters also exhibited killing tricks at the same time.

Even if Zhang Ruochen had three heads and six arms, he couldn't stop it.

However, just as the nine lightsabers fell, Zhang Ruochen disappeared from its place. Nine arrogant killing moves ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ hit the air at the same time and landed on the ground.

"Space moves."

Ling Feiyu was slightly surprised, but soon recovered calmly, stretched out a finger, hit a sword wave, and hit the right forward position.

Zhang Ruochen just appeared, Ling Feiyu's Jianbo had already shot out and reached him.

"Fast speed of change, using space to move and attack the sword priest, there is only a dead end." The thought flashed into Zhang Ruochen's mind.

Zhang Ruochen did not retreat, or in other words, he could not retreat at all.

At such a short distance, Ling Feiyu's sword wave reached Zhang Ruochen's chest almost instantly.

Zhang Ruochen was not willing to fail, so let Jianbo hit him, and at the same time, he stepped out with a sword.

"There are no traces."

The speed of this sword is faster than that of Ling Feiyu's sword wave. (To be continued.)