"What kind of martial art is this?"
The eyes of the Eighteen Wise Kings lit up. He stared at Shen Zhenyi with a fanatical look on his face.
Lord Zi Ningjun stepped forward to support Shen Zhenyi and looked at the Eighteen Wise Kings vigilantly.
"You clearly divided your divine sense into half and escaped to another place. It's really admirable that you had such courage before I made my move!"
The Eighteen Wise Kings praised. "You must be worried about the Abandoned Sword Villa, so you divided your attention to save them? This method is very clever, but how can that Black Tooth Huff be your opponent? "
Although they were in seclusion all year round, the Eighteen Wise Kings still knew the current situation like the back of their hand.
The Emperor sent Blacktooth to lead the army everywhere to punish, but the Eighteen Wise Kings didn't care. In the Abandoned Sword Villa, only Shen Zhenyi was worthy of his attention. It didn't matter even if the rest died.
For these worthless so-called relatives, Shen Zhenyi divided his attention to save them?
That was akin to digging his own grave.
"Don't worry, Eighteen Wise Kings. Please make your move."
Shen Zhenyi lowered his head and coughed softly. His clothes fluttered in the wind as if he was going to fly away at any time. Lord Zi Ningjun pulled him back worriedly, but Shen Zhenyi just smiled faintly, indicating that it was okay.
"What a pity."
The Eighteen Wise Kings sighed. "Taking advantage of others' difficulties is not something we martial artists do, but it concerns the 3,000 years of foundation of the Great Moon Dynasty. I can only make my move!"
Whoosh —
He made his move as he said.
The Eighteen Wise Kings were formidable martial artists. Of course, he knew the best time. Since he had decided to make his move, he wouldn't hesitate.
The whip was like a dragon!
As soon as the Royal Whip appeared, the wind and clouds changed color. The eighteen segments of purple gold suddenly extended and turned into a black dragon more than a hundred feet long. It pounced in the wind and clouds, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, trying to devour Shen Zhenyi.
The dragon was covered in scales, vivid and lifelike.
It was not an illusion!
Young Master Yu gasped. He didn't know that the power of heaven and earth could be controlled so precisely!
Was this the power of the tenth tier of the Perfected Person Realm?
Zi Ningjun looked worried. He wanted to stop them, but when he thought of Shen Zhenyi's warning, he could only stay put.
Shen Zhenyi smiled faintly and said casually, "To be able to reach this level, it's quite impressive."
With a wave of his long sleeve, he drew out a streak of sword radiance that tangled with the black Flood Dragon in the air. He leaped up at the same time as the eighteen Wise Kings and flew into the air.
The gigantic black dragon and the white sword light were locked in battle, and the two figures shuttled back and forth. It was too much for the eyes to take in.
Heaven and earth rumbled, the ground cracked, and buildings collapsed.
This was a battle between 10th Tier Enlightened Human Realm experts!
"So … who has the upper hand?"
Young Master Yu muttered to himself.
Lord Zi Ningjun clenched his fists nervously. Although his expression did not change, his eyes were filled with anxiety.
Ten thousand miles away.
Abandoned Sword Villa.
Sword and saber clashed!
The tip of the blade was like a tide, majestic and mighty, as if it wanted to cleanse everything.
The sword radiance was like a dam, lying in front of the Abandoned Sword Villa. No matter what kind of impact it had, it could dissipate into nothingness.
In an instant, Fu Potian and Shen Zhenyi's shadow had already exchanged no less than three hundred moves!
Cynanchum Chinense and the others were dazzled. They could only look at Shen Zhenyi's back in white, secretly nervous.
"Master … Master, what kind of swordsmanship is this? How can it be so well-guarded? "
"This is the swordsmanship of the 10th Tier Enlightened Human Realm, the ability to transform the power of heaven and earth for one's own use, right?"
"The ultimate realm of martial arts, it can actually reach this level!"
Princess Long exclaimed. Cynanchum Chinense anxiously pushed her, "Why do you still care at this time? Look at Master's situation first, is there anything wrong?"
Just now, Shen Zhenyi explained a few words to Fu Potian. Fu Potian seemed to have understood, but Cynanchum Chinense did not understand what the "shadow clone" was.
Princess Long pondered for a moment and frowned, "In the secret manual of the Dragons, it seems that this kind of martial arts is mentioned. When a person's Divine Martial Arts has grown sufficiently solid, he can use a special method to split himself and escape thousands of miles away. His voice and movements are no different from his own, but his strength will be greatly reduced, about 30% to 40% of his usual strength …"
Cynanchum Chinense was anxious, "It's all our fault for dragging Master down. What should we do?"
If it were not for the fact that she could not intervene, she would have gone to help with her sword.
Unfortunately, she could not even bear the aftermath of a battle between 10th Tier Enlightened Human Realm experts. She could not even get close and could only watch.
"Don't worry. When have you seen Master suffer?"
Princess Long had confidence in Shen Zhenyi. Although she could not see who had the upper hand, she believed that the Sword God in the youth's dream would not lose.
"That's true."
Cynanchum Chinense let go of her hand, but she was still anxious in her heart. She looked at the sword and saber fighting in the air from afar.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
"Good swordsmanship! Good defense! "
After failing to break through Shen Zhenyi's defense after several hundred strikes, Fu Potian finally relaxed for a moment and laughed loudly.
"You really have a lot of tricks. What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
He thought that his saber was like a great river, and under the torrent, no one could stop him. He did not expect Shen Zhenyi to be able to block his 481 saber strikes with just one sword technique. It was really shocking!
Especially now that Shen Zhenyi was distracted and did not have enough Genuine Qi. His strength was not even half of his usual!
Thinking of this, Fu Potian's face became gloomy.
"This sword move is called Thousand Miles of River Tomb in a Day."
Shen Zhenyi sighed slightly.
Every swordsmanship was a kind of memory.
Some people used their whole life and blood to create a swordsmanship, but there were not many that could be used and passed down.
Thousand Miles of River Tomb in a Day was a defense of the Enlightened Human Realm martial arts. But in the thousands of worlds, how many people could remember and use it?
"Thousand Miles of River Tomb in a Day?"
Fu Potian was stunned and suddenly laughed: "Good! Good name! Good swordsmanship! "
"You borrowed the momentum from a thousand miles to neutralize my saber moves. You really put in a lot of effort. No wonder you could block my invincible saber with only half of your Genuine Qi left."
Shen Zhenyi had used a trick.
Fu Potian suddenly understood.
Although the river was fierce, it was limited by the river bank.
Thousand Miles of River Tomb in a Day, the torrential river eventually flowed to the east.
Fu Potian's saber moves could not land on the ground.
He was refreshed and felt that he had a chance to win.
Shen Zhenyi smiled and shook his head: "Your saber moves are indeed at the entry level. But it is still too early to say that it is invincible."
He looked up at the stars in the sky and sighed leisurely.
Some people's saber could shatter the universe with one saber move, but it was not invincible.
Fu Potian was very arrogant at this time. How could he believe it? He sneered and said: "In that case, Third Young Master Shen, please take my saber move!"
He stood with his saber in hand. Suddenly, his momentum changed.
His saber was like a raging fire!
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