Jing Zhao, Lu Yuanlang, Sun Zhenliu, Qu Xuan, these four people are middle-aged Jingxiang Cultivation World The top masters of the younger generation are all in their twenties to thirties. The youngest Jing Zhao is only five years older than Liu Xiaolou, but they have already broken through the golden elixir, and their future achievements will be limitless.
If they are the bright moon in the sky in Jingxiang Cultivation World, Liu Xiaolou is like the firefly in the grass. He can only look up at the moonlight and sigh. He himself knows that when he reaches their age, even Foundation Establishment is a luxury hope, let alone the golden elixir.
Comparing talents, financial resources, skills, and backgrounds, no matter what I compare with, I am far behind. The only thing that can be used is maybe appearance...
Of course, as Wulong Mountain rogue cultivator, the biggest advantage is that he is always relatively correct in his cognition. Because he has experienced too many frustrations and humiliations, he will never lose his normalcy.
We are just ordinary people, and it would be great if we can embark on the path of spiritual practice. We do not compare with them, nor do we compete with the bright moon, nor do we even hope for the stars that accompany the moon. We will just be fireflies, free and unrestrained, not responsible for the sect, not worrying about inheritance, not worrying about glory, and not worrying about ascension.
After listening to Cai Qiugong praise them for a few words, he announced the start of the sword test. The rules are very simple. Whoever can persist to the end is the winner.
As for reaching the point, it really doesn't need to be said, and there is no need to say that with so many great masters present, they can't die even if they want to.
This sword test was originally done by the Dongyang Sect, Tianmu Mountain, and Zhanglong Sect working together towards the Qingyu Sect, so It is impossible for Sun Zhenliu, Lu Yuanlang and Qu Xuan to attack each other. The targets are Jing Zhao of the Qingyu Sect. Of course, it is impossible for them to go shoulder to shoulder. In that case, even if they win, they will lose and cannot afford to lose that person.
So they go up one by one, and the first one to go on stage is Sun Zhenliu of the Dongyang Sect. This incident originally started because of the Dongyang Sect, so naturally he has to take the lead.
Sun Zhenliu stepped onto the field, without saying a word, and handed over to Jing Zhao.
Qingyu Sect agreed to try sword fighting with the intention of letting Jing Zhao compete with the masters of the three sects to hone his skills. Therefore, Jing Zhao had known this situation for a long time and immediately returned the favor and stood opposite Sun Zhenliu.
One of the characteristics of the Golden Core Realm is that the magic weapon is refined into the sea of qi and nourished by the sea of qi. Therefore, when Sun Zhenliu pinched the sword formula with both hands, he saw the fiery red sword fly out from the top of his head and turned into a sword light. The light of the sword sometimes condenses and sometimes becomes empty. It is both a real sword and an imaginary sword, constantly transforming between virtual and real.
With just this move, the stadium was suddenly in an uproar, and the sound of high-fives and cheers resounded throughout the entire stadium.
"As expected of the Dongyang Sect Sun Zhenliu. In the past, I only heard of his name but not his method. Today, with this sword, it is really a worthwhile trip!"
"This is Virtual-Real Sword Intent! Virtual-Real Sword Intent! Is he really just early Golden Core stage? Incredible!"
"I'm afraid I won't be able to reach this point in another ten years..."
"Okay!" Liu Xiaolou followed with high-fives and cheers.
Tiger-Head Flood Dragon shook his head and also praised, "It's wonderful! What do you think, dear brother?"
Liu Xiaolou marveled. "His sword is really long, and he doesn't know how he hides it in his belly. You think he is so angry!"
Tiger-Head Flood Dragon said, "This sword light is too beautiful. Dear brother, can you see how many colors it contains?"
Liu Xiaolou said, "At least three colors, red, orange, and purple!"
Tiger-Head Flood Dragon said, "I saw five colors, as well as blue and white flames!"
Liu Xiaolou bowed to Tiger-Head Flood Dragon: "Brother Hutou's cultivation is far superior to mine, I am impressed!"
The two laughed at first, and then laughed bitterly. Everyone knows that this Sun Zhenliu Sword Intent looks very good, but what is so good about it is that I really can't understand or explain it. It can only be said that the gap is so huge that it is almost despairing.
Jing Zhao on the opposite side nodded, raised his hand again, then swung his arms, and suddenly Chuyi figures flashed behind him. These figures were intertwined on top of each other, and they gathered more and more, forming a three-foot-tall Golden Armored Divine General behind him.
Please visit the latest address. The God General took a step forward and transformed Jing Zhao into his figure. He moved his right hand upwards, and a ray of light appeared in his palm. In a moment, it solidified into a Fangtian Huaji halberd.
This scene is more shocking than Sun Zhenliu's Virtual-Real Sword Intent. It is Divine Strike Technique of the Qingyu Sect - Mountain God Manifestation.
At this point, Liu Xiaolou finally matched up the Jing Zhao in front of him with the Golden Armored Divine General who fought against Yaofeng in Wulong Mountain Tiankeng Drum last year!
It turned out to be him.
Sun Zhenliu stood in front of Golden Armored Divine General. He was worse than a baby seeing a strong man, but he was not afraid. He jumped up and rushed towards the door in front of Golden Armored Divine General. With the virtual and real sword light at his side, he chopped down head on.
Fangtian Huaji halberd swept over with huge power, and the fierce wind swept across the entire place instantly.
"Ouch!" Tiger-Head Flood Dragon suddenly ducked down and tried to dodge the strong wind, but his elbow hit Liu Xiaolou on the head.
"Ouch!" Liu Xiaolou, who had squatted down first, cried out in pain from the elbow. The arms holding his head moved to cover the missing parts.
The subsequent strong wind was dispersed by Elder Cai, and the two of them got up embarrassedly and moved a few steps behind Elder Cai.
For them, the subsequent battle was just for fun. They thought that Sun Zhenliu, who chopped off Golden Armored Divine General's helmet with his sword light, won. But when they were about to cheer, Sun Zhenliu stepped back a few feet, looked up at Golden Armored Divine General and was stunned for a while, then gave up.
Jing Zhao dispersed Mountain God Manifestation and returned the courtesy. "Thank you for your advice."
Liu Xiaolou and Tiger-Head Flood Dragon looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
Tiger-Head Flood Dragon suddenly left, and after a while, he came back and whispered to Liu Xiaolou, "The virtual sword of the virtual sword light was broken, and only the real sword was left, so the helmet was chopped off."
Liu Xiaolou thought carefully, "It makes sense... but what if the real sword is broken?"
Tiger-Head Flood Dragon was stunned for a moment, and then left. After a while, he rushed back and said, "If the sword is broken, the entire Mountain God phantom will be scattered, and Jing Zhao will reveal itself!"
Liu Xiaolou sighed in admiration, "It's really mysterious."
Tiger-Head Flood Dragon shook his head and said, "Who says it's not the case!"
Liu Xiaolou became suspicious again. "Jing Zhao wins if his helmet is chopped off, and Jing Zhao wins if the mountain god is scattered. So how can he be considered defeated?"
Tiger-Head Flood Dragon scratched his head and ran away again.
Liu Xiaolou But there was no time to think about these issues anymore, and the second sword test came to a critical moment.
Jing Zhao summoned a new god this time, but it was not a golden helmet or a golden halberd, but a bare-chested warrior with a yellow Silk Ribbon girdle. This strongman was not as big as the mountain god, only about 10 feet tall, but he had a huge back and no weapons. He used his divine power to create a shocking storm.
In the whirlpool of the storm, a dragon shuttled through it. The dragon's roar was silent, but it caused severe pain in Liu Xiaolou's eardrums and almost made him deaf. Fortunately, Elder Cai waved his sleeves and condensed Chuyi patches of blue clouds, and the severe pain gradually disappeared, but tinnitus was inevitable.
Tiger-Head Flood Dragon, who ran back, shouted hoarsely into Liu Xiaolou's ear, "..."
Liu Xiaolou was dizzy and listened to something strange. "..."
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