Chapter 404: 404
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In the Dihuang sword, Zhang Yi is simulating a battle and really fighting a triple heavenly saint.
As he approached, the swordsman in white suddenly broke out, and a bright sword light enveloped him.
It was Zhang Yi who moved first, but at the moment he approached, the other party's hands fell strangely on the handle of the sword, as if the steps of drawing the sword had been omitted.
This caught Zhang Yi off guard.
"Brush!"
The swordsman in white was as fast as a ghost. When he waved his sword, he was rolling. Zhenyuan swept out like the sea, and turned into a sky of sword shadow, blowing away at Zhang explosive.
The powerful power brought by the triple heaven realm of Saint's realm suddenly erupts under its sword!
The power of this sword is enough to defeat a holy one!
The furious Zhenyuan wantonly tilted out, and the infinite sword Qi roared with the fierce sword.
So that the surrounding space-time is also broken, with space debris flying everywhere.
Bright sword shadow magnified rapidly in Zhang Yi's black eyes, but he did not show any sign of the retreat.
This is a simulated battle. Zhang Yi naturally has to face the enemy. In this way, he can really distinguish his own level of combat power!
He looked calm, split the empty sword and swung it round. The sharp sword yuan condensed by the cultivation of taixuan sword Sutra suddenly swept away.
"Open!"
Zhang Yibao drinks and attacks with all his strength. In the next moment, the shadow of the sword in the sky is hard with the split empty sword.
When the two collided, deep voices sounded one after another.
The shock wave visible to the naked eye is raging wildly, and the void presents cobweb like fine lines and spreads to the distance.
That destructive power is enough to make the double heavenly saints retreat.
"Peng!"
Suddenly, in the center of the broken space and the rampant Zhenyuan, two figures shot out fiercely.
I saw the white swordsman's body constantly stepping in the void and retreating hundreds of meters to stop the decline.
Zhang Yi rubbed his feet against the grassland and dragged two deep scratches on the earth.
Finally, he thrust his empty sword back, which forced him to stabilize his body.
The swordsman in white retreated 500 meters, and Zhang Yi retreated 700 meters!
Zhang Yi raised his head, looked at the gloomy white swordsman not far away, and smiled.
"Triple heavenly saints, but so."
The taixuan sword Sutra he practiced is the top skill, and its true yuan strength is also the top in the double heaven.
This is coupled with the increase brought by the physical body of his holy land and the God of wood.
At this time, even if he is facing the triple heavenly saints, he will not lose much advantage.
If the awakening is not the God of wood, but the God of gold, Zhang Yi can even have the upper hand directly.
However, although the swordsman in white lost, his expression did not change much, but his breath gradually began to flow.
He slowly held the long sword in his hand, and a blue Rune appeared on the body of the sword.
Suddenly, a sense of ethereal appeared on the swordsman in white.
The long sword in his hand trembled, and suddenly there was a strong wind. The sound of the broken wind rang through the sky as if it were going to tear the sky.
Obviously, after a hard struggle and understanding that Zhang Yi could not be suppressed by his triple heaven cultivation alone, the white swordsman began to use real means.
"Peng!"
The swordsman in white stepped heavily on his right foot. In the void explosion, his figure suddenly swept out, leaving a residual shadow behind him.
This is caused by too fast.
When the swordsman in white showed his moves, the infinite sword Qi turned into a blue rainstorm, sweeping towards Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi did not retreat, and his eyes were indifferent.
His empty sword swept away, casting a sword barrier in his body like a slow and fast way, and taking over all the attacks like a rainstorm.
"Crackling!"
The two are like two lightning bolts. Each collision carries sparks.
At the same time, at the moment of the confrontation, an amazing Zhenyuan impact broke out, making the sky dark and the earth full of cracks.
The white swordsman guarding the fifth pass is unparalleled in speed and is good at attacking.
Zhang Yi is also a swordsman and is good at attack.
At this time, when the two sides met, they did not take any defense. It was a posture of attack to attack, which was very dangerous.
Under the attack of such intensity, if someone is slightly weak, it will obviously be firmly grasped and lost!
As the battle went on, there was a clear-cut aperture around the two men.
No matter how fierce the other party's attack is, it is difficult to break it.
The situation began to stalemate, and Zhang Yi's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Have fun!"
"Have fun!"
Zhang Yi's fighting spirit is high, and the sword yuan forged by taixuan sword Scripture in his body works with all his strength.
The God of wood is also full of vitality, constantly supporting Zhang Yi's terrorist consumption.
At this moment, with the honing of the battle, all the forces Zhang Yi has cultivated in the past 100 years have been inspired.
Like a delicate machine, the fire is completely on at this time!
Gradually, Zhang Yi even turned away from the guest and vaguely gained the upper hand.
After all, when the swordsman in white can't win Zhang Yi in a short time and compete for the war of consumption, it's obviously not Zhang Yi's opponent who opened the hidden of the God of wood.
If we continue to fight, the triple heaven swordsman will be dragged to death by himself!
This was obviously noticed by the swordsman in white.
Immediately, his eyes became colder and colder, his wrist moved, and there was a tangible breeze around the sword body, which made his speed soar!
"Supernatural power: Nine forms of wind!"
The swordsman in white used the magic power.
Suddenly, a blue wind surrounded the swordsman in white. The long sword broke the air attack and quickly shrouded Zhang Yi like lightning.
Just for a moment, the tip of the sword fell on Zhang Yi's neck and was about to pierce.
The speed of the white swordsman's strike is incredible.
It directly exceeds the speed limit that the triple heavenly saint can reach, which makes people have no time to respond!
Although it has the advantages of realm, it also has other factors.
If Zhang Yi had not completely entered the state and concentrated at this time, this blow would have cost him a heavy price!
"Dang!"
Almost at the same time, Zhang Yi's face changed, he felt the danger, and his hair stood up.
He made a quick decision, waved the blank sword in his hand, and quickly retreated!
Finally, under Zhang Yi's early reaction, the split empty sword grid blocked the opponent's amazing attack.
The two drew a distance and stood opposite in mid air.
Zhang Yi raised his hand slightly and touched his neck to feel blood flowing out.
But in an instant, the tiny wound healed without any trace of injury.
Just now, although Zhang Yi successfully blocked the opponent's rapid sword, because the distance was too close, the thin sword idea still penetrated his protective body Zhenyuan and hurt him.
From the side, the opponent's attack has obviously made a contribution.
"He is worthy of being a triple heavenly saint. Although he seems to be in balance, he can't relax for a moment, otherwise he will suffer a fatal blow."
Zhang Yi murmured in his heart and looked at the blue wind around the other party.
The sudden blue wind should be the reason why the other party's speed soared, making Zhang Yi almost too late to respond.
"Is it the magic power of wind attribute?"
Zhang Yi guessed.
Because it was a simulated war, Zhang Yi naturally did not use his insight to see the basic situation of the other party.
"Good perception, actually avoided this blow."
Opposite, the swordsman in white opened his mouth calmly, and his voice could not hear joy and anger.
He seemed to know what Zhang Yi thought and frankly admitted.
"But my magic power, the nine movements of the wind, is biased towards the mystery of speed. You can't retreat!"
The swordsman in white calmly opened his mouth and waved his sword again to kill Zhang Yi.
There are many types of supernatural powers, including attack, defense, assassination, speed and curse
But generally speaking, even those who are good at attacking, the first magic power of the saint's cultivation will generally have some defensive effects, rather than simply focusing on one direction.
Just like Zhang Yi's cloud turning magic power, it takes into account the trinity of offensive body method and defense.
This is the common choice of low-level saints.
After all, the first magical power of cultivation at the beginning, it is natural to take into account multiple aspects to adapt to a variety of difficulties.
Only when you cultivate the second and third supernatural powers, can you choose a very powerful supernatural power.
However, the nine moves of the strong wind performed by the white swordsman in front of him is unusual. It is a magic power of pure speed.
Abandoned defense, change, but only pure speed.
In terms of attack, this supernatural power is terrible, and this is the reason why Zhang Yi almost couldn't prevent it.
"Wind nine?"
Zhang Yi's eyes narrowed when he heard the speech.
Although he only practiced the cloud melting magic, he observed the general situation of many magic when selecting the magic script.
The nine movements of the strong wind stand out among them.
This is a magic power of pure speed. You need to understand the true meaning of the wind before you can use it.
Usually, the wind breeds your own flying sword. When you need to fight the enemy, once the flying sword comes out of the scabbard, one sword is faster than another.
Just like the wave superposition, the more the wind nine moves backward, the superposed power will continue to soar.
Once the ninth move is cast, the speed can be called no opponent. When the sword comes out, it is a hit.
Of course, the swordsman in white opposite Zhang Yi is just the triple heaven of the holy land. Naturally, it is impossible to cultivate divine powers to a high level.
Zhang Yi estimated that it would be good for the other party to understand the fifth move.
"You can't escape."
Just as Zhang Yi retreated, the other party's wind nine moves were completely launched.
The strong wind swept across the world, pushing the white swordsman's speed more and more extraordinary. He approached Zhang Yi at a high speed, and the sword light had crossed the void.
Zhang Yi was like being in a tornado, passively parrying the fierce attack of the swordsman in white one sword after another!
In the blink of an eye, the swordsman in white wielded Four Swords in a row, and Zhang Yi was in crisis and danced on the tip of the sword!
Zhang Yi reluctantly avoided the fourth sword and the fifth sword, which was then displayed by the swordsman in white.
The power of this sword has increased several times, and the speed has climbed to a peak. Zhang Yi can't avoid it!
Zhang Yi's guess is right. The white swordsman's nine styles of wind have only been practiced to the extent of five styles!
But it was enough to cause him great trouble.
In the void, I saw the white swordsman holding his long sword high in both hands, his lips wriggling, with ancient and obscure syllables slowly coming out.
That ancient syllable, like the sound of the wind, brought endless wind roar, which made the wind between heaven and earth, and even the clouds in the nine sky were blown away at this moment.
With the momentum of the Four Swords in front, at this moment, with the sword of the man in white, the endless cyan wind rolled back and blessed under this sword.
A blue wind blade suddenly appeared and flew towards Zhang Yi!
Where it passed, the void also left a deep trace, which was difficult to heal for a long time. The power of the five types of divine power wind broke out at this moment.
"Since you can't hide, it's next."
Faced with the all-out blow of the triple heavenly saints, Zhang Yi was not in the slightest panic. Instead, his black pupils became brighter and sharper.
That wind blade gathers the strong wind between heaven and earth and superimposes the power of the Four Swords in front. It is really powerful.
Zhang Yi can feel the terrible energy fluctuation contained in it.
I have to say, it's very tricky!
But
It's not impossible to stop it.
Zhang Yi's eyes were cold and his face became extremely solemn. His hands closed and the mystery of magic power flowing in his heart. Then he began to change the seal method.
Suddenly, the surface of Zhang Yi's body began to become empty and indifferent, and there was a white fog rising. His whole person seemed to have lost his body and become an invisible state.
"Supernatural power, cloud melting technique, defense form, emptiness!"
Zhang Yi spits out a few words. In the next moment, this wind blade will pierce through!
"Boom!"
The moment the wind blade hit, there was a big explosion.
At the center, a bright column of light rose into the sky, illuminating the dark wilderness, which made the white swordsman's eyes squint.
Then, there is the crazy outbreak of Zhenyuan shock wave with extreme violence.
I saw a white air wave spreading in all directions, so that the space within hundreds of kilometers was slightly shaken and rippled at this time.
Below the center of the explosion, the original plain dissipated and replaced by a huge pit with a diameter of tens of kilometers!
In mid air, the white swordsman was surrounded by the blue wind, which isolated the air wave.
He stared at the center of the explosion, trying to identify Zhang Yi's state at this time.
This is undoubtedly his strongest blow. If he misses, the fifth level is obviously passed by Zhang Yi.
Soon, the chaotic power of this space dissipated, and the scene at high altitude became clear.
I saw a bright white cloud floating quietly in the sky.
Careful observation will find that in the center of the white cloud, there is a front and back transparent hole.
This is the trace of the wind blade passing through!
The white clouds gathered, and then turned into Zhang Yi's body again. He looked down at himself, and his chest was already bloody.
But that's all.
He was injured, but not to the extent of serious injury. With such injury, relying on the God of wood, he can recover in a few minutes.
Zhang Yi can't get started with the magic power of transforming clouds, but the defense illusory state constructed by this still offsets 50% of the power of the attack!
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In the Dihuang sword, Zhang Yi is simulating a battle and really fighting a triple heavenly saint.
As he approached, the swordsman in white suddenly broke out, and a bright sword light enveloped him.
It was Zhang Yi who moved first, but at the moment he approached, the other party's hands fell strangely on the handle of the sword, as if the steps of drawing the sword had been omitted.
This caught Zhang Yi off guard.
"Brush!"
The swordsman in white was as fast as a ghost. When he waved his sword, he was rolling. Zhenyuan swept out like the sea, and turned into a sky of sword shadow, blowing away at Zhang explosive.
The powerful power brought by the triple heaven realm of Saint's realm suddenly erupts under its sword!
The power of this sword is enough to defeat a holy one!
The furious Zhenyuan wantonly tilted out, and the infinite sword Qi roared with the fierce sword.
So that the surrounding space-time is also broken, with space debris flying everywhere.
Bright sword shadow magnified rapidly in Zhang Yi's black eyes, but he did not show any sign of the retreat.
This is a simulated battle. Zhang Yi naturally has to face the enemy. In this way, he can really distinguish his own level of combat power!
He looked calm, split the empty sword and swung it round. The sharp sword yuan condensed by the cultivation of taixuan sword Sutra suddenly swept away.
"Open!"
Zhang Yibao drinks and attacks with all his strength. In the next moment, the shadow of the sword in the sky is hard with the split empty sword.
When the two collided, deep voices sounded one after another.
The shock wave visible to the naked eye is raging wildly, and the void presents cobweb like fine lines and spreads to the distance.
That destructive power is enough to make the double heavenly saints retreat.
"Peng!"
Suddenly, in the center of the broken space and the rampant Zhenyuan, two figures shot out fiercely.
I saw the white swordsman's body constantly stepping in the void and retreating hundreds of meters to stop the decline.
Zhang Yi rubbed his feet against the grassland and dragged two deep scratches on the earth.
Finally, he thrust his empty sword back, which forced him to stabilize his body.
The swordsman in white retreated 500 meters, and Zhang Yi retreated 700 meters!
Zhang Yi raised his head, looked at the gloomy white swordsman not far away, and smiled.
"Triple heavenly saints, but so."
The taixuan sword Sutra he practiced is the top skill, and its true yuan strength is also the top in the double heaven.
This is coupled with the increase brought by the physical body of his holy land and the God of wood.
At this time, even if he is facing the triple heavenly saints, he will not lose much advantage.
If the awakening is not the God of wood, but the God of gold, Zhang Yi can even have the upper hand directly.
However, although the swordsman in white lost, his expression did not change much, but his breath gradually began to flow.
He slowly held the long sword in his hand, and a blue Rune appeared on the body of the sword.
Suddenly, a sense of ethereal appeared on the swordsman in white.
The long sword in his hand trembled, and suddenly there was a strong wind. The sound of the broken wind rang through the sky as if it were going to tear the sky.
Obviously, after a hard struggle and understanding that Zhang Yi could not be suppressed by his triple heaven cultivation alone, the white swordsman began to use real means.
"Peng!"
The swordsman in white stepped heavily on his right foot. In the void explosion, his figure suddenly swept out, leaving a residual shadow behind him.
This is caused by too fast.
When the swordsman in white showed his moves, the infinite sword Qi turned into a blue rainstorm, sweeping towards Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi did not retreat, and his eyes were indifferent.
His empty sword swept away, casting a sword barrier in his body like a slow and fast way, and taking over all the attacks like a rainstorm.
"Crackling!"
The two are like two lightning bolts. Each collision carries sparks.
At the same time, at the moment of the confrontation, an amazing Zhenyuan impact broke out, making the sky dark and the earth full of cracks.
The white swordsman guarding the fifth pass is unparalleled in speed and is good at attacking.
Zhang Yi is also a swordsman and is good at attack.
At this time, when the two sides met, they did not take any defense. It was a posture of attack to attack, which was very dangerous.
Under the attack of such intensity, if someone is slightly weak, it will obviously be firmly grasped and lost!
As the battle went on, there was a clear-cut aperture around the two men.
No matter how fierce the other party's attack is, it is difficult to break it.
The situation began to stalemate, and Zhang Yi's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Have fun!"
"Have fun!"
Zhang Yi's fighting spirit is high, and the sword yuan forged by taixuan sword Scripture in his body works with all his strength.
The God of wood is also full of vitality, constantly supporting Zhang Yi's terrorist consumption.
At this moment, with the honing of the battle, all the forces Zhang Yi has cultivated in the past 100 years have been inspired.
Like a delicate machine, the fire is completely on at this time!
Gradually, Zhang Yi even turned away from the guest and vaguely gained the upper hand.
After all, when the swordsman in white can't win Zhang Yi in a short time and compete for the war of consumption, it's obviously not Zhang Yi's opponent who opened the hidden of the God of wood.
If we continue to fight, the triple heaven swordsman will be dragged to death by himself!
This was obviously noticed by the swordsman in white.
Immediately, his eyes became colder and colder, his wrist moved, and there was a tangible breeze around the sword body, which made his speed soar!
"Supernatural power: Nine forms of wind!"
The swordsman in white used the magic power.
Suddenly, a blue wind surrounded the swordsman in white. The long sword broke the air attack and quickly shrouded Zhang Yi like lightning.
Just for a moment, the tip of the sword fell on Zhang Yi's neck and was about to pierce.
The speed of the white swordsman's strike is incredible.
It directly exceeds the speed limit that the triple heavenly saint can reach, which makes people have no time to respond!
Although it has the advantages of realm, it also has other factors.
If Zhang Yi had not completely entered the state and concentrated at this time, this blow would have cost him a heavy price!
"Dang!"
Almost at the same time, Zhang Yi's face changed, he felt the danger, and his hair stood up.
He made a quick decision, waved the blank sword in his hand, and quickly retreated!
Finally, under Zhang Yi's early reaction, the split empty sword grid blocked the opponent's amazing attack.
The two drew a distance and stood opposite in mid air.
Zhang Yi raised his hand slightly and touched his neck to feel blood flowing out.
But in an instant, the tiny wound healed without any trace of injury.
Just now, although Zhang Yi successfully blocked the opponent's rapid sword, because the distance was too close, the thin sword idea still penetrated his protective body Zhenyuan and hurt him.
From the side, the opponent's attack has obviously made a contribution.
"He is worthy of being a triple heavenly saint. Although he seems to be in balance, he can't relax for a moment, otherwise he will suffer a fatal blow."
Zhang Yi murmured in his heart and looked at the blue wind around the other party.
The sudden blue wind should be the reason why the other party's speed soared, making Zhang Yi almost too late to respond.
"Is it the magic power of wind attribute?"
Zhang Yi guessed.
Because it was a simulated war, Zhang Yi naturally did not use his insight to see the basic situation of the other party.
"Good perception, actually avoided this blow."
Opposite, the swordsman in white opened his mouth calmly, and his voice could not hear joy and anger.
He seemed to know what Zhang Yi thought and frankly admitted.
"But my magic power, the nine movements of the wind, is biased towards the mystery of speed. You can't retreat!"
The swordsman in white calmly opened his mouth and waved his sword again to kill Zhang Yi.
There are many types of supernatural powers, including attack, defense, assassination, speed and curse
But generally speaking, even those who are good at attacking, the first magic power of the saint's cultivation will generally have some defensive effects, rather than simply focusing on one direction.
Just like Zhang Yi's cloud turning magic power, it takes into account the trinity of offensive body method and defense.
This is the common choice of low-level saints.
After all, the first magical power of cultivation at the beginning, it is natural to take into account multiple aspects to adapt to a variety of difficulties.
Only when you cultivate the second and third supernatural powers, can you choose a very powerful supernatural power.
However, the nine moves of the strong wind performed by the white swordsman in front of him is unusual. It is a magic power of pure speed.
Abandoned defense, change, but only pure speed.
In terms of attack, this supernatural power is terrible, and this is the reason why Zhang Yi almost couldn't prevent it.
"Wind nine?"
Zhang Yi's eyes narrowed when he heard the speech.
Although he only practiced the cloud melting magic, he observed the general situation of many magic when selecting the magic script.
The nine movements of the strong wind stand out among them.
This is a magic power of pure speed. You need to understand the true meaning of the wind before you can use it.
Usually, the wind breeds your own flying sword. When you need to fight the enemy, once the flying sword comes out of the scabbard, one sword is faster than another.
Just like the wave superposition, the more the wind nine moves backward, the superposed power will continue to soar.
Once the ninth move is cast, the speed can be called no opponent. When the sword comes out, it is a hit.
Of course, the swordsman in white opposite Zhang Yi is just the triple heaven of the holy land. Naturally, it is impossible to cultivate divine powers to a high level.
Zhang Yi estimated that it would be good for the other party to understand the fifth move.
"You can't escape."
Just as Zhang Yi retreated, the other party's wind nine moves were completely launched.
The strong wind swept across the world, pushing the white swordsman's speed more and more extraordinary. He approached Zhang Yi at a high speed, and the sword light had crossed the void.
Zhang Yi was like being in a tornado, passively parrying the fierce attack of the swordsman in white one sword after another!
In the blink of an eye, the swordsman in white wielded Four Swords in a row, and Zhang Yi was in crisis and danced on the tip of the sword!
Zhang Yi reluctantly avoided the fourth sword and the fifth sword, which was then displayed by the swordsman in white.
The power of this sword has increased several times, and the speed has climbed to a peak. Zhang Yi can't avoid it!
Zhang Yi's guess is right. The white swordsman's nine styles of wind have only been practiced to the extent of five styles!
But it was enough to cause him great trouble.
In the void, I saw the white swordsman holding his long sword high in both hands, his lips wriggling, with ancient and obscure syllables slowly coming out.
That ancient syllable, like the sound of the wind, brought endless wind roar, which made the wind between heaven and earth, and even the clouds in the nine sky were blown away at this moment.
With the momentum of the Four Swords in front, at this moment, with the sword of the man in white, the endless cyan wind rolled back and blessed under this sword.
A blue wind blade suddenly appeared and flew towards Zhang Yi!
Where it passed, the void also left a deep trace, which was difficult to heal for a long time. The power of the five types of divine power wind broke out at this moment.
"Since you can't hide, it's next."
Faced with the all-out blow of the triple heavenly saints, Zhang Yi was not in the slightest panic. Instead, his black pupils became brighter and sharper.
That wind blade gathers the strong wind between heaven and earth and superimposes the power of the Four Swords in front. It is really powerful.
Zhang Yi can feel the terrible energy fluctuation contained in it.
I have to say, it's very tricky!
But
It's not impossible to stop it.
Zhang Yi's eyes were cold and his face became extremely solemn. His hands closed and the mystery of magic power flowing in his heart. Then he began to change the seal method.
Suddenly, the surface of Zhang Yi's body began to become empty and indifferent, and there was a white fog rising. His whole person seemed to have lost his body and become an invisible state.
"Supernatural power, cloud melting technique, defense form, emptiness!"
Zhang Yi spits out a few words. In the next moment, this wind blade will pierce through!
"Boom!"
The moment the wind blade hit, there was a big explosion.
At the center, a bright column of light rose into the sky, illuminating the dark wilderness, which made the white swordsman's eyes squint.
Then, there is the crazy outbreak of Zhenyuan shock wave with extreme violence.
I saw a white air wave spreading in all directions, so that the space within hundreds of kilometers was slightly shaken and rippled at this time.
Below the center of the explosion, the original plain dissipated and replaced by a huge pit with a diameter of tens of kilometers!
In mid air, the white swordsman was surrounded by the blue wind, which isolated the air wave.
He stared at the center of the explosion, trying to identify Zhang Yi's state at this time.
This is undoubtedly his strongest blow. If he misses, the fifth level is obviously passed by Zhang Yi.
Soon, the chaotic power of this space dissipated, and the scene at high altitude became clear.
I saw a bright white cloud floating quietly in the sky.
Careful observation will find that in the center of the white cloud, there is a front and back transparent hole.
This is the trace of the wind blade passing through!
The white clouds gathered, and then turned into Zhang Yi's body again. He looked down at himself, and his chest was already bloody.
But that's all.
He was injured, but not to the extent of serious injury. With such injury, relying on the God of wood, he can recover in a few minutes.
Zhang Yi can't get started with the magic power of transforming clouds, but the defense illusory state constructed by this still offsets 50% of the power of the attack!
In the Dihuang sword, Zhang Yi is simulating a battle and really fighting a triple heavenly saint.As he approached, the swordsman in white suddenly broke out, and a bright sword light enveloped him.It was Zhang Yi who moved first, but at the moment he approached, the other party's hands fell strangely on the handle of the sword, as if the steps of drawing the sword had been omitted.This caught Zhang Yi off guard."Brush!"The swordsman in white was as fast as a ghost. When he waved his sword, he was rolling. Zhenyuan swept out like the sea, and turned into a sky of sword shadow, blowing away at Zhang explosive.The powerful power brought by the triple heaven realm of Saint's realm suddenly erupts under its sword!The power of this sword is enough to defeat a holy one!The furious Zhenyuan wantonly tilted out, and the infinite sword Qi roared with the fierce sword.So that the surrounding space-time is also broken, with space debris flying everywhere.Bright sword shadow magnified rapidly in Zhang Yi's black eyes, but he did not show any sign of the retreat.This is a simulated battle. Zhang Yi naturally has to face the enemy. In this way, he can really distinguish his own level of combat power!He looked calm, split the empty sword and swung it round. The sharp sword yuan condensed by the cultivation of taixuan sword Sutra suddenly swept away."Open!"Zhang Yibao drinks and attacks with all his strength. In the next moment, the shadow of the sword in the sky is hard with the split empty sword.When the two collided, deep voices sounded one after another.The shock wave visible to the naked eye is raging wildly, and the void presents cobweb like fine lines and spreads to the distance.That destructive power is enough to make the double heavenly saints retreat."Peng!"Suddenly, in the center of the broken space and the rampant Zhenyuan, two figures shot out fiercely.I saw the white swordsman's body constantly stepping in the void and retreating hundreds of meters to stop the decline.Zhang Yi rubbed his feet against the grassland and dragged two deep scratches on the earth.Finally, he thrust his empty sword back, which forced him to stabilize his body.The swordsman in white retreated 500 meters, and Zhang Yi retreated 700 meters!Zhang Yi raised his head, looked at the gloomy white swordsman not far away, and smiled."Triple heavenly saints, but so."The taixuan sword Sutra he practiced is the top skill, and its true yuan strength is also the top in the double heaven.This is coupled with the increase brought by the physical body of his holy land and the God of wood.At this time, even if he is facing the triple heavenly saints, he will not lose much advantage.If the awakening is not the God of wood, but the God of gold, Zhang Yi can even have the upper hand directly.However, although the swordsman in white lost, his expression did not change much, but his breath gradually began to flow.He slowly held the long sword in his hand, and a blue Rune appeared on the body of the sword.Suddenly, a sense of ethereal appeared on the swordsman in white.The long sword in his hand trembled, and suddenly there was a strong wind. The sound of the broken wind rang through the sky as if it were going to tear the sky.Obviously, after a hard struggle and understanding that Zhang Yi could not be suppressed by his triple heaven cultivation alone, the white swordsman began to use real means."Peng!"The swordsman in white stepped heavily on his right foot. In the void explosion, his figure suddenly swept out, leaving a residual shadow behind him.This is caused by too fast.When the swordsman in white showed his moves, the infinite sword Qi turned into a blue rainstorm, sweeping towards Zhang Yi.Zhang Yi did not retreat, and his eyes were indifferent.His empty sword swept away, casting a sword barrier in his body like a slow and fast way, and taking over all the attacks like a rainstorm."Crackling!"The two are like two lightning bolts. Each collision carries sparks.At the same time, at the moment of the confrontation, an amazing Zhenyuan impact broke out, making the sky dark and the earth full of cracks.The white swordsman guarding the fifth pass is unparalleled in speed and is good at attacking.Zhang Yi is also a swordsman and is good at attack.At this time, when the two sides met, they did not take any defense. It was a posture of attack to attack, which was very dangerous.Under the attack of such intensity, if someone is slightly weak, it will obviously be firmly grasped and lost!As the battle went on, there was a clear-cut aperture around the two men.No matter how fierce the other party's attack is, it is difficult to break it.The situation began to stalemate, and Zhang Yi's eyes became brighter and brighter."Have fun!""Have fun!"Zhang Yi's fighting spirit is high, and the sword yuan forged by taixuan sword Scripture in his body works with all his strength.The God of wood is also full of vitality, constantly supporting Zhang Yi's terrorist consumption.At this moment, with the honing of the battle, all the forces Zhang Yi has cultivated in the past 100 years have been inspired.Like a delicate machine, the fire is completely on at this time!Gradually, Zhang Yi even turned away from the guest and vaguely gained the upper hand.After all, when the swordsman in white can't win Zhang Yi in a short time and compete for the war of consumption, it's obviously not Zhang Yi's opponent who opened the hidden of the God of wood.If we continue to fight, the triple heaven swordsman will be dragged to death by himself!This was obviously noticed by the swordsman in white.Immediately, his eyes became colder and colder, his wrist moved, and there was a tangible breeze around the sword body, which made his speed soar!"Supernatural power: Nine forms of wind!"The swordsman in white used the magic power.Suddenly, a blue wind surrounded the swordsman in white. The long sword broke the air attack and quickly shrouded Zhang Yi like lightning.Just for a moment, the tip of the sword fell on Zhang Yi's neck and was about to pierce.The speed of the white swordsman's strike is incredible.It directly exceeds the speed limit that the triple heavenly saint can reach, which makes people have no time to respond!Although it has the advantages of realm, it also has other factors.If Zhang Yi had not completely entered the state and concentrated at this time, this blow would have cost him a heavy price!"Dang!"Almost at the same time, Zhang Yi's face changed, he felt the danger, and his hair stood up.He made a quick decision, waved the blank sword in his hand, and quickly retreated!Finally, under Zhang Yi's early reaction, the split empty sword grid blocked the opponent's amazing attack.The two drew a distance and stood opposite in mid air.Zhang Yi raised his hand slightly and touched his neck to feel blood flowing out.But in an instant, the tiny wound healed without any trace of injury.Just now, although Zhang Yi successfully blocked the opponent's rapid sword, because the distance was too close, the thin sword idea still penetrated his protective body Zhenyuan and hurt him.From the side, the opponent's attack has obviously made a contribution."He is worthy of being a triple heavenly saint. Although he seems to be in balance, he can't relax for a moment, otherwise he will suffer a fatal blow."Zhang Yi murmured in his heart and looked at the blue wind around the other party.The sudden blue wind should be the reason why the other party's speed soared, making Zhang Yi almost too late to respond."Is it the magic power of wind attribute?"Zhang Yi guessed.Because it was a simulated war, Zhang Yi naturally did not use his insight to see the basic situation of the other party."Good perception, actually avoided this blow."Opposite, the swordsman in white opened his mouth calmly, and his voice could not hear joy and anger.He seemed to know what Zhang Yi thought and frankly admitted."But my magic power, the nine movements of the wind, is biased towards the mystery of speed. You can't retreat!"The swordsman in white calmly opened his mouth and waved his sword again to kill Zhang Yi.There are many types of supernatural powers, including attack, defense, assassination, speed and curseBut generally speaking, even those who are good at attacking, the first magic power of the saint's cultivation will generally have some defensive effects, rather than simply focusing on one direction.Just like Zhang Yi's cloud turning magic power, it takes into account the trinity of offensive body method and defense.This is the common choice of low-level saints.After all, the first magical power of cultivation at the beginning, it is natural to take into account multiple aspects to adapt to a variety of difficulties.Only when you cultivate the second and third supernatural powers, can you choose a very powerful supernatural power.However, the nine moves of the strong wind performed by the white swordsman in front of him is unusual. It is a magic power of pure speed.Abandoned defense, change, but only pure speed.In terms of attack, this supernatural power is terrible, and this is the reason why Zhang Yi almost couldn't prevent it."Wind nine?"Zhang Yi's eyes narrowed when he heard the speech.Although he only practiced the cloud melting magic, he observed the general situation of many magic when selecting the magic script.The nine movements of the strong wind stand out among them.This is a magic power of pure speed. You need to understand the true meaning of the wind before you can use it.Usually, the wind breeds your own flying sword. When you need to fight the enemy, once the flying sword comes out of the scabbard, one sword is faster than another.Just like the wave superposition, the more the wind nine moves backward, the superposed power will continue to soar.Once the ninth move is cast, the speed can be called no opponent. When the sword comes out, it is a hit.Of course, the swordsman in white opposite Zhang Yi is just the triple heaven of the holy land. Naturally, it is impossible to cultivate divine powers to a high level.Zhang Yi estimated that it would be good for the other party to understand the fifth move."You can't escape."Just as Zhang Yi retreated, the other party's wind nine moves were completely launched.The strong wind swept across the world, pushing the white swordsman's speed more and more extraordinary. He approached Zhang Yi at a high speed, and the sword light had crossed the void.Zhang Yi was like being in a tornado, passively parrying the fierce attack of the swordsman in white one sword after another!In the blink of an eye, the swordsman in white wielded Four Swords in a row, and Zhang Yi was in crisis and danced on the tip of the sword!Zhang Yi reluctantly avoided the fourth sword and the fifth sword, which was then displayed by the swordsman in white.The power of this sword has increased several times, and the speed has climbed to a peak. Zhang Yi can't avoid it!Zhang Yi's guess is right. The white swordsman's nine styles of wind have only been practiced to the extent of five styles!But it was enough to cause him great trouble.In the void, I saw the white swordsman holding his long sword high in both hands, his lips wriggling, with ancient and obscure syllables slowly coming out.That ancient syllable, like the sound of the wind, brought endless wind roar, which made the wind between heaven and earth, and even the clouds in the nine sky were blown away at this moment.With the momentum of the Four Swords in front, at this moment, with the sword of the man in white, the endless cyan wind rolled back and blessed under this sword.A blue wind blade suddenly appeared and flew towards Zhang Yi!Where it passed, the void also left a deep trace, which was difficult to heal for a long time. The power of the five types of divine power wind broke out at this moment."Since you can't hide, it's next."Faced with the all-out blow of the triple heavenly saints, Zhang Yi was not in the slightest panic. Instead, his black pupils became brighter and sharper.That wind blade gathers the strong wind between heaven and earth and superimposes the power of the Four Swords in front. It is really powerful.Zhang Yi can feel the terrible energy fluctuation contained in it.I have to say, it's very tricky!ButIt's not impossible to stop it.Zhang Yi's eyes were cold and his face became extremely solemn. His hands closed and the mystery of magic power flowing in his heart. Then he began to change the seal method.Suddenly, the surface of Zhang Yi's body began to become empty and indifferent, and there was a white fog rising. His whole person seemed to have lost his body and become an invisible state."Supernatural power, cloud melting technique, defense form, emptiness!"Zhang Yi spits out a few words. In the next moment, this wind blade will pierce through!"Boom!"The moment the wind blade hit, there was a big explosion.At the center, a bright column of light rose into the sky, illuminating the dark wilderness, which made the white swordsman's eyes squint.Then, there is the crazy outbreak of Zhenyuan shock wave with extreme violence.I saw a white air wave spreading in all directions, so that the space within hundreds of kilometers was slightly shaken and rippled at this time.Below the center of the explosion, the original plain dissipated and replaced by a huge pit with a diameter of tens of kilometers!In mid air, the white swordsman was surrounded by the blue wind, which isolated the air wave.He stared at the center of the explosion, trying to identify Zhang Yi's state at this time.This is undoubtedly his strongest blow. If he misses, the fifth level is obviously passed by Zhang Yi.Soon, the chaotic power of this space dissipated, and the scene at high altitude became clear.I saw a bright white cloud floating quietly in the sky.Careful observation will find that in the center of the white cloud, there is a front and back transparent hole.This is the trace of the wind blade passing through!The white clouds gathered, and then turned into Zhang Yi's body again. He looked down at himself, and his chest was already bloody.But that's all.He was injured, but not to the extent of serious injury. With such injury, relying on the God of wood, he can recover in a few minutes.Zhang Yi can't get started with the magic power of transforming clouds, but the defense illusory state constructed by this still offsets 50% of the power of the attack!
