Luo Tianjun said, "Zhao Yun, I'll let you have three moves. Cherish your last chance and attack with all your might. "His body flashed like a ghost, and he actually moved up sixty feet in the air.
"What a fast speed!" Zhao Yun couldn't distinguish Luo Tianjun's movements with her naked eyes, and she further realized how terrifying this person was. Therefore, she didn't dare to be negligent. She spat out the words, "Thank you. Be careful." She concentrated and activated her divine power. Her body shot up to a thousand feet in the air like a shooting star. She drew her sword and used the Yellow River from the Heavens.
The sincere move and the noble spirit stirred the wind and clouds in the nine heavens in an instant. It rolled up the cold snow and attacked the unknown. The divine dragon moved with supreme power.
Luo Tianjun didn't dodge and said calmly, "One move."
As he spoke, Zhao Yun stabbed Luo Tianjun's lower abdomen from the right with her sword. The Milky Way poured down in torrents, and the cold aura surged. However, it was as if it met an iron plate. The tip of the sword was blocked, and it couldn't move an inch.
Luo Tianjun's body shone strangely like six dragons swimming back and forth. An invisible barrier firmly blocked the murderous aura. Zhao Yun felt that she couldn't hold her sword steadily, and she actually felt a rebounding force. She hurriedly activated her vital energy and merged with her sword. She jumped back fifty feet before landing on the ground. Although she tried to restrain herself, she still couldn't help but sway three times.
Hong Yegu clapped and said with a smile, "Teacher's Six Dragon Ancient Walls has improved again. Congratulations."
Luo Tianjun didn't comment and said to Zhao Yun, "You only have this much power after using your full strength? It seems that I'm going to be disappointed. "
Zhao Yun's hand hurt, and her expression was even more unsightly. The gap between the realms was like a natural moat. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't overcome these obstacles.
"Zhao Yun, don't be affected by this setback. I can't even break through Senior Fatty's defense, let alone Luo Tianjun who's at the peak of Tribulation Passing. At this moment, victory or defeat is no longer the key. What I have to do is to display all that I have learned in my life and not let down my Qing Lian bearing. "
She secretly warned herself in her heart. Zhao Yun tried her best to hide the disappointment of her first failure. She calmed her mind and automatically filtered out Lan Qiaomeng and Hongyegu's sneering expressions. There were no distracting thoughts in her mind.
In his eyes, there was only Luo Tianjun's ancient and proud body. He smiled calmly and said, "Sire's martial arts are indeed superior, but Zhao Yun's sword, even if it does not receive everyone's praise, it still blooms like a lotus flower. I do not dare to belittle myself. Please take my 'The Wind and Waves Will Come'! "
Accompanied by the sorrowful singing of the Song of the Celestial Emperor, Luo Tianjun's sword cut through the silent sky and swept away the clouds. Like a lone boat sailing in the wind, Luo Tianjun's sword was unstoppable and unstoppable. Luo Tianjun's chest was directly attacked.
Lan Qiaomeng's expression changed for the first time. He sighed and said: "Even though the rumors of Immortal Grove are not entirely true, wind from an empty cave is not without cause. Seeing with my own eyes this child's lone sword roar proudly, I know that there is indeed a reason for his name to shake Immortal Grove. Just looking at how he is not affected by Teacher's tyrannical power and is not defeated and destroyed. Under such a huge disparity in strength, he can still be calm like water and stab out such an abundant sword move. It is not in vain for us to watch. "
Hongyegu laughed and said: "Little Meng Meng, don't tell me you saw that this child's temperament is extraordinary and had a mundane heart? That's right, I heard that this child is extremely handsome. Even though his face is disfigured at this moment, you who possess the Dream Recalling Pill can easily restore his handsome face. If you really have this intention, then quickly tell Teacher. Otherwise, after a moment, that child can only become a wisp of a departed soul, making you yearn for him in vain and have a dream of being a goddess. "
Lan Qiaomeng said: "You little girl, it is clearly you who is indulging in evil thoughts, yet you come to mock me."
She did not want to be entangled in such meaningless words. Her beautiful eyes glanced at the situation in the field. She saw Teacher once again used the Six Horned Dragon Ancient Wall, making Zhao Yun's all-out attack again without any suspense.
Luo Tianjun said indifferently: "Two moves. Cherish your last chance. If you continue to be so weak and powerless, it will be a waste of Benzun's intention of giving you this song. "
What he meant was: "Zhao Yun, I see you as a hero, but you are really not worthy of being a hero. Even if I create an opportunity for you, you won't be able to grasp it. "
Zhao Yun only felt a loud bang in her mind, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble. The sword that was sure to win, the will to win, was only left with the disappointment of a boat sinking into the sea.
Luo Tianjun's cultivation was too strong. He was like an ant trying to shake a tree, unable to move an inch even if he used all his strength.
But what made Zhao Yun frightened was not the gap in cultivation, but the indifferent disappointment in Luo Tianjun's eyes. It was like a high and mighty immortal occasionally showing mercy to mortals, but mortals were mediocre and could not afford the immortal's pity and disappointment.
"Luo Tianjun sees me as a hero, but I am just a mortal. Am I so mediocre? I don't believe it, I don't believe it! "
In this difference between heaven and earth, Zhao Yun felt powerless for the first time. Leaving the sword hovering in the air, she questioned herself: "I have been proud all my life, so it turns out that I am just arrogant? Why am I hesitating? Why am I afraid? I don't even have the courage to use my sword? "
He really didn't dare to use his sword casually. As if in a daze, he lowered his head and stared at the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword.
The Mighty Fighting Divine Sword didn't say a word of encouragement, nor did it scold him. It was silent and quietly waiting.
Hong Yegu's urging sounded in her ears: "Kid, why aren't you using the third move? Are you afraid that after three moves, you will lose your life? "
Zhao Yun shouted in her heart: "I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid of suffering Luo Tianjun's disappointed gaze again!"
How can the glory of Qinglian fall in my hands?
She was terrified and felt ashamed, but the arrow was already on the bow and had to be released.
Luo Tianjun's indifferent gaze was like an invisible war drum, urging and pressurizing her.
"Li Qinglian, what do you think of me?"
"Grandmaster Zihui, what do you think of me?"
"Ling Ye Lai, what do you think of me?"
"Mighty Fighting Divine Sword, what do you think of me?"
Questions, doubts, and embarrassment were heard one after another.
I have lofty ambitions and a lofty spirit, but I have great ambition but little talent. Am I ignorant and arrogant?
Everyone says that I have the qualifications to reach the peak of swordsmanship, but is it just a misunderstanding and a misunderstanding?
In the extreme denial, after the will is destroyed, there is only the sorrow of a hero at the end of his road.
There is no road in front of her, what can Yu Xi do? The autumn wind rises everywhere, where can I express my feelings?
The high and mighty immortals don't understand my heart, the beautiful woman who sneers at me doesn't understand my heart, and even I don't understand my heart.
This sorrow, this hesitation, this indescribable feeling.
Only the sword can understand my heart.
Zhao Yun once again stepped into the "I have myself" state, and understood the state of mind of "I am weak." She casually waved her sword and moved slowly. She didn't care about success or failure, but only sighed about her weakness.
"Roar!"
This ordinary, weak, and slow sword move aroused the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword's dragon roar, which resounded through the sky and went straight to the sky.
"I am incompetent, I can't help you defeat the enemy. I can only share life and death with you, and drink this wine of weakness and sorrow together. "
The will of the person and the sword became one, and the sorrow on the sword move was even more grand. Every inch it moved, there was an extra inch of sorrow, which resonated with the string, and became more and more desolate.
The strongest sword move turned out to be not the wind and thunder, but the sorrow of wanting to be able to do it.
"What move is this? What a terrifying sword intent! It looks weak and helpless, but it has infinite tenacity and is still coming back to life. This sword, although it said that it is weak and slow, the sword force in it has the ability to change heaven and earth. If you touch it, you will turn into nothingness. "
Lan Qiaomeng and Hongyegu looked at each other, and shock appeared in their eyes.
Is this Zhao Yun's true strength?
With their early-stage Tribulation Passing strength, if they were to face Zhao Yun's sword alone, they could only retreat when faced with the sorrow that covered heaven and earth.
"No wonder Teacher wants to personally make a move. Zhao Yun is only twenty years old, but he can actually comprehend such a sword intent. He is really outstanding. Moreover, Teacher seems to be deliberately helping him. He played the "Song of the Underworld" at the beginning to strengthen the sorrow in Zhao Yun's heart, increasing the power of this move by ten times. Yes, only in this way will Teacher be interested in making a move. He has ignored the heroes of the world for twenty years. How tragic will it be when he makes a move this time? "
The pipa sighed repeatedly, and the female singer repeated the song over and over again. Sparkling tears rolled out of the eyes of the hundred girls at the same time.
They seemed to see the peerless hero who could carry a cauldron with his strength, and his face was also covered in tears.
The black-clothed youth in front of them, who was about to die, was silent and slowly stabbed his sword towards his master's chest.
"This youth is about to die."
As a result, the sorrowful sound became even more intense, and the melody became even more sorrowful. It soaked the youth's weak sword intent with desolation and sorrow.
Luo Tianjun showed a look of approval for the first time. He nodded slightly and said with a smile, "This third move is a little interesting. But unfortunately, it still can't hurt me. "
As the six stars flickered, the six dragons roared, and the sturdy barrier appeared again, easily blocking Zhao Yun's sword that hurt heaven and earth.
Zhao Yun's sword didn't have the intention to hurt the enemy, and he had long been concerned that it wouldn't work. Instead, he smiled when he heard this. "Zhao Yun is deeply honored to be called a little interesting by you."
Even though he was destined to lose, he had at least won a little respect from Luo Tianjun.
To be recognized by an enemy with peerless cultivation, Zhao Yun had no regrets even if he could no longer climb to the peak of the Sword Dao.
Because his sword had come, he had grieved, and he had loved.
Luo Tianjun sighed. "You should have known the price of violating my dignity long ago. The three moves have been completed. Let's leave this world for the last time. It's time for me to make my move. "
The Blue Bridge Dream Duo held their breaths and waited, and their faces showed incomparable anticipation. "All these years, I've pestered my master countless times to personally practice my strange moves, but he just wouldn't agree. Today, I can finally see the birth of a divine technique. "
Zhao Yun held the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword tightly, and his hot blood gradually cooled down. He also felt the approach of death.
He used all his strength to step into the realm of self, and even used the strongest move of the Green Lotus Eight Swords, "My Decline Is Actually My Age", but he couldn't shake Luo Tianjun at all. He clearly understood the difference in strength between the two.
Once Luo Tianjun used an attack with such strength, the power was definitely not what he could imagine. No matter what, he couldn't block it.
"Am I finally going to die?"
Dozens of thoughts flashed through Zhao Yun's mind in an instant. In his sorrowful state of mind, he was still unwilling to throw away his sword and admit defeat.
A hero at the end of the road was still a hero after all!
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