"… Today, if you can block my hundred swords without using Xiantian energy, then I won't mention the cauldron energy seed. I will also give you three Foundation Training pills and three Snow Spirit pills. If you can't, then you will be my servant! "
Zong Shou was surprised when he heard that, this time he was really startled. This Zhao Yanran's personality was really unpredictable.
He originally thought that this woman wouldn't mention this matter and that they wouldn't have anything to do with each other.
He didn't expect that Zhao Yanran's thoughts would jump and suddenly want to have a sword duel with him. Looking at her expression, she seemed to be really serious. She looked like if he wasn't willing, she wouldn't let it go.
Tilting his head, Zong Shou's Pine Pattern Wind Sword was already out of its sheath.
Although it was a little problematic, it wasn't bad to end things like this. Three Foundation Training pills and three Snow Spirit pills. He was going to gamble on this battle! Actually, he had no choice but to do so.
However, before he walked up, Chu Xue pulled him back and said anxiously, "Young Master, don't bother about this demon girl! Even if she doesn't use Xiantian true qi, her true qi is much stronger than yours. This battle isn't fair at all! To think that this demon girl wants to have a sword duel! At most, we will go all out with her. Chu Xue isn't afraid of death. "
The knife in Yin Yang's hand also gave out a few sparks. The surrounding area was filled with water and steam rose up. However, his face was as cold as a ten thousand year Xuan Soldier, "Prince, Yin Yang is confident that he can stop this woman! You don't have to worry about anything … "
Zhao Yanran smiled in disdain, too lazy to argue with Chu Xue. Yin Yang was the only one she was slightly concerned about. Who knows if this person was trapped by those two golden threads for too long. His foundation was incomparably sturdy. At this moment, after breaking through the nine meridians of the Bodily Chakra Meridian, he had broken through. His aura wasn't unstable at all. Instead, it quickly stabilized. He was at the peak of the Bodily Chakra level. There were even signs of a breakthrough.
He was like a volcano that had been silent for a long time and was about to erupt.
Zong Shouxin felt a slight warmth in his heart. He gently tapped the back of Chu Xue's wrist with his finger, causing her jade arm to go limp. He easily broke free and stood in front of Zhao Yanran. Similarly, he pointed his sword forward and said with a smile, "One hundred swords, three Foundation Refining Pills and three Snow Spirit Pills. This is what Miss Yanran said! Don't go back on your word — "
What was weird was that when Zong Shou raised the sword in his hand, he didn't look as carefree and unruly as before. His entire being was solemn and dignified, like a sword that had just been sharpened, its sharpness flashing. After a short while, it returned to normal, and all of its sharpness was restrained.
Zhao Yanran was stunned at first, and then her face was full of praise. Only someone with such talent in the Dao of the Sword would be able to break through the 18 Sword Puppets of the Cloudsoaring Sect in a short period of time. All of a sudden, she was delighted and her fighting spirit surged.
When a light breeze blew across the swamp, Zhao Yanran's celestial-like body suddenly disappeared from her original spot. Her entire body seemed to have merged into the wind, hard to see with the naked eye.
Yin Yang's hand that was holding the knife tightly clenched, his muscles subconsciously tensing up. Chu Xue was unable to see the trajectory of Zhao Yanran's body. By the time he reacted, he heard the deafening sound of weapons vibrating in his ears.
Zong Shou was expressionless as he stood in the middle of the field, expressionlessly looking forward. The sword in his hand suddenly stabbed to the left and then slashed to the right. A series of clanging sounds broke out around him as the swords and blades clashed. However, she remained on the spot, calm and unhurried. She counted, "Nine, ten, fourteen, fifteen …"
The sword speed of the two was extremely quick. Sometimes she didn't even have time to count before she directly jumped over. He thought to himself, "Although this girl's personality is a little weird, she keeps her promise." Not only did she not use Xiantian true qi, but she also controlled the strength of the sword at the Martial Master level.
How could a Martial Master with the Body Chakra level have such a movement technique that was infused with the Wind Controlling Technique? She was cheating! She was using a cheat.
Another 'ding' sound rang out, and it was several times louder than the previous dozens of clashes.
Sōmorime's eyes dimmed, only to feel his right hand slightly numb. The vital energy in his chest roiled, and he could feel that the strength had increased by tens of times. Threads of icy cold energy flowed up the sword, causing the tip of the sword to be covered in frost.
Laughing coldly, Zong Shou didn't hesitate to slap a body flame talisman on his body, only to feel his entire body warm up. He still didn't have any intention of retreating, gathering all his strength at the tip of the sword as he casually stabbed to the side of his body.
Another series of sword clashing sounds. After twenty odd strikes, the sound of the sword vibrating got louder and louder each time. The strength of the true qi also increased with each strike. Zong Shou didn't show any signs of fear, using sword against sword, his body still standing straight.
Chu Xue looked on in disbelief. With Zong Shou's cultivation, how could he compete with Zhao Yanran, who was a Xiantian master?
Only when her vision slowly adjusted did she realize that each of Zong Shou's strikes struck the spine or the tip of Zhao Yanran's sword. The position wasn't fixed, and the force it took was usually the least.
She was even more astonished, taking a few steps forward, wanting to see more clearly. Zhao Yanran's body was so quick. How did Zong Shou do it? How was he able to discern the path of Zhao Yanran's sword? How was he able to make a prediction so early? He was able to accurately find the best place to take the force.
When it reached the 65th sword, the entire region was covered in sword shadows. Numerous cold mist spread all over.
Zong Shou didn't persist. Every time the ice cold sword attack became too strong, he would retreat. His feet suddenly moved forwards and backwards. Within the heavy sword shadows, he was able to advance and retreat freely.
He actually used his ingenious footwork to disturb Zhao Yanran's high speed body. At the same time, he pointed at Chu Xue, "Xue, did you see clearly? You are from the tiger cat race and are born nimble. However, with your speed, if you only use it to dodge and fight, it would be a waste! "
At this moment, not only Chu Xue, but even Yin Yang understood something, unable to shift his eyes. Zhao Yanran was so furious that her face turned green, scoffing coldly. In that instance, all the illusionary bodies gathered in one spot. A sword pierced out, like it was flying from the heavens, bringing with it a whistling sound as it broke through the air.
Zong Shou's expression turned serious. Before they even clashed, he already felt an unstoppable force. He laughed coldly, his body slightly shaking, sometimes left and sometimes right. This caused the tip of the sword to change unpredictably.
Just as that intense sword attack was showing signs of weakening, he took several steps back. Taking a few steps back, the Pine Pattern Wind Sword suddenly stabbed out. The sword tips crossed, the two swords instantly forming a series of sword spirals. Zong Shou seemed to be using all his strength to lead this sword attack to the side. Zhao Yanran decided to go with the flow, wanting to force the sword in Zong Shou's hand away.
Just as the spirals were about to end and the Pine Pattern Wind Sword was about to fly out of his hand, a look of regret appeared in Zhao Yanran's eyes. Zong Shou's footwork changed once more, his sword suddenly pressing down. Using the strength of the sword spirals, a sword shadow directly swept towards Zhao Yanran's throat!
It was so close, so vicious and sharp, so sudden.
In that instance, Zong Shou's sword was like a blade from the river of hell! It arrived in an instant, so cold and decisive!
Zhao Yanran actually panicked, her body quickly retreating, floating a hundred feet away. However, when she landed on the ground, a deep wound appeared on her neck.
Looking at Zong Shou, he had already returned to his original spot. The sharpness that he showed before had disappeared once more, he was still as calm as before.
Zhao Yanran's hands were slightly trembling, her face filled with disbelief. Even when she heard Long Ruo say that this teen had broken the Small Heaven Sword Formation and copied the God Talisman, she wasn't as shocked as she was now.
… What did she see just now? Sword intent! It was actually sword intent!
It wasn't like that flying knife, which was just an empty shell. It was really strong, shocking her and making her unable to dodge.
… It shouldn't have appeared on this teen's body. Such power far exceeded the Martial Master level. Even she, who was a Xiantian expert, couldn't touch it. However, that sword just now seemed to have both form and soul, but it also seemed like it wasn't. Even if it wasn't, it wasn't far from it.
In that instance, Zhao Yanran was first terrified to the extreme. Following which, her disbelief and shock also rose to the peak.
Who knew that Lingyun Long Ruo would have times when he made a mistake.
With a Martial Master body, he could actually see the profoundness of that sword intent. How could this teen only be limited by the word genius? With such talent, how could he be limited by his body type?
If Long Ruo found out in the future, who knows what kind of regret he would have …
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