"Good!"
Shen Zhenyi praised.
In the World of Eight Cultivators, apart from Fu Potian, Chen Feifan, a eunuch, had the strength of a Martial Dao Grandmaster.
If a martial artist didn't have this kind of strength, they would never reach the top even if they had the opportunity to become powerful.
— — The top, of course, was only the top of the world, but it was still above tens of millions of people and couldn't be compared to the ordinary people.
With Chen Feifan's aptitude and temperament, he would have a chance to achieve greater things in a higher level world.
Therefore, Shen Zhenyi didn't look down on him at all.
"I can't compare to the Third Young Master Shen."
Chen Feifan's gaze fell on Shen Zhenyi indifferently. Although it was cold, there was envy and admiration in his eyes.
He couldn't see Shen Zhenyi's sword technique clearly.
There were endless mysteries in the sword intent, and it was like the door to a new world for those who were interested.
"I've cultivated the Sun Annihilation Scripture, and I've reached the point where Yin and Yang can be transformed. I wonder if I can take on The Third Prince's sword if I use all my strength?"
The Sun Annihilation Scripture first destroyed Yang and then turned it into Yin.
This was the first step to reaching the top.
However, Chen Feifan's cultivation had taken another step.
Under the circumstances where there was no one to guide him and no one to guide him, to be able to take this step was really amazing.
Shen Zhenyi nodded.
However, what he said was still unpleasant to the ears.
"If I use my sword, you'll definitely die. It's a pity. Little Zi, please fight with you. What do you think? "
"Pfft!"
Young Master Yu knew that he shouldn't laugh, but he couldn't help but laugh.
The Third Prince … Aren't you a bit too proud?
You've already praised him, but now you're saying that you'll definitely die if I use my sword. Are you bragging about yourself or others?
However, Shen Zhenyi's tone made it hard not to believe him.
Chen Feifan just sighed and looked at Lord Zi Ningjun.
Lord Zi Ningjun wasn't afraid, but he wasn't used to communicating with others. He just lowered his head and didn't say a word.
"It's a pity that I can't see Young Master's divine sword."
Chen Feifan endured for a while, and finally asked, "Could it be that our martial arts are not good enough for you?"
"That's not the case."
Shen Zhenyi shook his head. "Your cultivation of the Sun Exterminating Scripture is already out of the mold of your predecessors. In this world of eight cultivators, you can already be considered to be at the top. How could I look down on you? It is precisely because your martial arts have already reached this level that I cannot show mercy. "
He turned to Lord Zi Ningjun and said, "The Sun Annihilation Scripture this man cultivates is similar to your Ice Flame. It's just that one is active and the other is passive. You will definitely gain something from fighting him."
"Since you said so, I will fight him."
Lord Zi Ningjun's voice was cold and emotionless.
The Purple Fire Heart Emperor that she cultivated was not a Yin and Yang transformation martial art. However, after four hundred years of hard work, she was able to see through reality and illusion. She obtained the Ice Flame and the Eye of Illusion Breaker, which allowed her to walk a unique martial art path.
This path was compatible with the Sun Annihilation Scripture, so they should both gain something from fighting.
Hearing Shen Zhenyi's words, Chen Feifan's eyes lit up. He smiled and said, "So this is the Lord Zi Ningjun from four hundred years ago. She has been in the Chaotic Separation Mystery Land for four hundred years, so she must have made great achievements. Since you are not willing to teach me, then I can only test Lady Zi's martial arts."
As soon as Lord Zi Ningjun showed her face in the imperial city, the imperial family began to guess her identity.
— — There was no such young woman who entered the Chaotic Separation Mystery Land this time, so they really did not know where she came from.
Now that Shen Zhenyi mentioned the Purple Fire Heart Emperor, Chen Feifan, who was familiar with various martial arts, immediately guessed the woman's origin.
He was secretly shocked, but he was able to maintain his composure.
Lord Zi Ningjun was a legendary figure from four hundred years ago. After participating in the last Nine Zen Heavenly Duel Arena and entering the Chaotic Separation Mystery Land, there was no news of her. After four hundred years of hard work, her lifespan should have come to an end. Even if she was still alive, she should be old.
But now, she still looked like a young girl, and her aura was as deep as the abyss, unfathomable and unfathomable.
She was indeed a good opponent!
"Then I will overstep my boundaries!"
Feeling the icy aura from Lord Zi Ningjun, Chen Feifan's heart skipped a beat. He raised his hand, and a black fireball appeared in his palm. It whistled as it flew toward Lord Zi Ningjun.
Shen Zhenyi gently pushed Lord Zi Ningjun's back and said with a smile, "Use the twenty-four moves of the Purple Phoenix Returning to Luan Mantra to trigger the Purple Fire Heart Emperor's icy flames. Try it."
Lord Zi Ningjun was slightly stunned. The Purple Phoenix Returning to Luan Mantra was passed down to her by Shen Zhenyi. It was a cultivation method to restrain the pain of being burned by the Purple Fire. It did contain a set of martial arts, but it had never been used in a real battle.
If it were someone else, they would be surprised and would not know what to do, especially when facing Eunuch Chen's fierce attack. It was easy to panic.
But Lord Zi Ningjun was different. Her mind was as pure as one. She believed whatever Shen Zhenyi said. She gently waved her hand in a graceful posture, which was one of the moves of the Purple Phoenix Returning to Luan Mantra.
White flames with a hint of purple rose around her like butterflies, circling and dancing in the air, isolating Chen Feifan.
But the icy flames looked light and weak. How could they resist Chen Feifan's strong attack?
Young Master Yu was sweating and shouted, "Lady Zi, be careful!"
Lord Zi Ningjun nodded slightly, but she did not care at all. She did not change her move to strengthen her defense. Shen Zhenyi told her to use the Purple Phoenix Returning to Luan Mantra, so she used it to face the enemy. Even if she might be killed in one move, she did not doubt it.
"Wonderful!"
Chen Feifan's eyes lit up and he cheered. He stepped back and crossed his arms. His sleeves fluttered, and black flames spurted out.
His opponent's move seemed to be understated, but it was attacking the flaw of his Sun Destroyer Scripture that he could not figure out. At this moment, besides being shocked, he was more like seeing a scenery that he could not see on ordinary days. His 36,000 pores were all refreshed, and he immediately changed his move to attack.
After using the first move, Lord Zi Ningjun did not think much. She immediately used the second move. The icy flames danced and protected her body.
Chen Feifan came aggressively, but he could do nothing to Lord Zi Ningjun's seemingly weak defense. When the black flames touched the purple-white icy flames, a sizzling sound was heard. More than half of the icy flames were eroded in an instant!
His shock was no small matter, and he immediately retreated.
Shen Zhenyi nodded slightly and said to Lord Zi Ningjun, "That's it. It's time to fight back."
Before his voice died away, Lord Zi Ningjun's body stretched out like a big purple butterfly, flying and pouncing.
She would not discount Shen Zhenyi's words.
Young Master Yu was stunned. He wiped the cold sweat and said to Shen Zhenyi, "The Third Prince's ability to subdue a woman's heart is really admirable. How … how can Lady Zi be so loyal to you?"
Shen Zhenyi sighed silently.
How could 400 years of waiting be an ordinary thing?
He looked at Lord Zi Ningjun's delicate and timid back, and the corners of his eyes were a little sour.
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