Fighting the Supreme Realm

Glancing at his subordinates, Zhen Jian saw in their eyes that their respect for him was weakening. This was something he could not tolerate, and he became angry with shame.

"Xiao Yan, suffer death!"

"Nine Emperor Swords, fifth style!"

The veins on Zhen Jian's neck popped out. He changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands. He jumped into the air and raised the sword straight to the sky.

Golden light shot out from the Hao Sword, intertwining in the air like thunder and lightning. The sword light on the blade surged. In the blink of an eye, the Hao Sword had changed from a long sword to a giant sword, setting off a howling like a raging wind. Slash towards Xiao Yan.

This sword reduces complexity to simplicity, removes fancy shadows, abandons redundant movements, and returns to nature to restore the way of the sword; in this sword, the sword energy is compressed to the extreme, and the sword light is as solid as the edge of a sword.

"This is the strongest fighting technique you have mastered? Very good!" Xiao Yan's eyes flashed with combative excitement, his fighting spirit suddenly exploded, and he rushed towards Zhen Jian, "Then you can take on my strongest fighting technique and see. "

"Thousands of feet without a shadow!"

Suddenly, endless phantoms danced around Xiao Yan, creating countless looming space cracks, which made people dazzled and frightened.

"His fighting skills are so strong!"

Someone on Zhen Jian's side exclaimed.

"Well, I didn't expect that the small Xiao clan in a remote imperial state could cultivate such a genius!"

"No matter how genius you are, the young master used the fifth form of the 'Nine Emperor Swords'. It can be said to be a sword that breaks the sky. How can he deal with it?"

"That's right, he actually dared to distract Chikage to attack."

"Yeah. After all, he belongs to a small family. Without everyone's guidance, how can he be the young master's opponent?"

...

But at the moment when everyone's words just fell. Xiao Yan's momentum accumulated to the extreme in a moment. His hand shook slightly in front of his chest, and the endless shadows of the ruler suddenly merged into one foot!

This foot met Zhen Jian's huge golden sword with unparalleled power.

What will be the result?

Everyone held their breath, their hearts in their throats, and stared at this scene without blinking.

There was a "bang" sound before the ruler and sword touched each other. The two forces have collided.

Everyone just felt a strong vibration on the ground under their feet, and before their swaying figures had time to control their balance, they saw the golden light of Zhen Jian's giant sword collapse when Xiao Yan said "break". The sword energy returned to illusion, and then a embarrassed figure flew out, hit the cliff heavily, and was embedded in it.

"ah!"

Everyone on Zhen Jian's side opened their mouths. Staring at all this blankly. I simply can't believe this battle is over like this. Then he rubbed his eyes vigorously and saw Xiao Yan standing there handsomely in a black shirt. Then he realized that it was not an illusion at all.

"Master..."

Dozens of guards screamed and spread out their bodies, rushing towards the Zhen sword embedded deep in the cliff.

"Get out of my way!"

With a roar bursting from deep in his throat, Zhen Jian struggled out of the cliff, his arms shook, and he threw away the subordinates who came to help him.

At this time, Zhen Jian's image of being dressed in white and elegant has disappeared. The clothes were so tattered that only a few fragments were left hanging on the charred body. Although the blood marks were not deep, they were all over the body. He looked miserable. He looked at Xiao Yan with blood-red eyes, his teeth clenched loudly, and the flames of anger burned crazily in his chest.

Everyone was scolded by Zhen Jian and did not dare to offend him again, but they also did not dare to stay away. They had no choice but to gather around Zhen Jian and carefully examine Zhen Jian's injuries. They saw that his injuries seemed very serious, but they did not damage his muscles or bones. , and then he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Xiao Yan was able to defeat the young master's fifth form of the 'Nine Emperor Swords' with one move and knock him away. How could he only cause such a slight injury?" Seeing that Zhen Jian was not in danger, everyone calmed down and thought. , he immediately felt awe-inspiring in his heart, "Xiao Yan must have been merciful."

At the thought of this, everyone's hearts trembled. You must know that this is not a stop-and-go competition. Zhen Jian had murderous intentions for Xiao Yan from the beginning. With the full strength of a peerless genius, he was still able to control the strength of his attacks. This only shows that Xiao Yan's strength is far away. Above the Zhen Sword!

Oh my god, he is much stronger than a peerless genius. What kind of strength is that? When everyone looked at Xiao Yan again, their eyes were filled with deep fear. Remembering the cynicism they had made towards Xiao Yan at the beginning, they couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. They all lowered their heads under Xiao Yan's gaze.

Long Yi curled his lips, and the smile on his face became brighter; Jing Wuchen couldn't help but applaud, and the applause was particularly loud on the quiet mountain road.

Stimulated by the applause, Zhen Jian could no longer suppress the shame in his heart. His eyebrows stood up and veins popped up on both sides of his forehead.

Wiping away the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, spitting out the blood foam in his mouth, Zhen Jian looked at Xiao Yan with a gloomy expression, and his voice gradually roared from low to high: "How is it possible? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible! Xiao Yan , you must have taken some pill that can greatly increase your strength instantly, right?"

Listening to Zhen Jian's words, Xiao Yan wanted to laugh in his heart, and thought to himself: "It's a joke, I still need to rely on pills to deal with you like this? Young Master, I already have the strength to fight against the five-star peak Dou Emperor. After breaking through to the peak of the four-star level, I have mastered the "Thousand-foot Shadowless" foot fighting skill to 777 feet into one. In addition, my soul power has reached the half-mind level. Even if I face the early six-star or even average The six-star mid-level team has the confidence to compete with them.”

"Furthermore, after testing the first few moves of the 'Nine Emperor Swords', I found that the 'Nine Emperor Swords' and 'Thousand-foot Shadowless' are on the same level. If you can practice the 'Nine Emperor Swords' By the time you reach the seventh position, you may still be able to compete with me, but you have only practiced the fifth position, how can you be my opponent?”

Looking at Zhen Jian who had completely lost his composure, the disdain in Xiao Yan's eyes became even stronger. He pointed at Zhen Jian and said coldly: "You are like this, and you still want to be the successor of the leader of the human race? If you are not as skilled as others, you are as chaotic as a mad dog. Generally speaking, with such a mentality, no matter how good the talent is, it is not worthy of the word 'peerless genius'!"

Xiao Yan then shook his head: "It's hard to live up to your reputation. You just have a false reputation."

Xiao Yan's words were like a sharp knife thrust into Zhen Jian's heart. It also turned around several times fiercely; it was like a heavy slap on Zhen Jian's face, slapping away the little face left by Zhen Jian.

Zhen Jian felt his face was burning, and he stood there blankly without saying a word. "Skills are not as good as others", "It's just a false reputation", etc. echoed alternately in my mind.

I think Zhen Jian started practicing swordsmanship when he was five years old, and he first realized the way of swordsmanship at the age of ten. He was praised as a rare genius in the Zhen family, and even received personal guidance from the head of the family. Unexpectedly, he had been immersed in the practice of the "Nine Emperor Swords" for tens of thousands of years, and finally lost to a young Dou Emperor who had only been in Dou Emperor Continent for a few years. The most hateful thing was. This person was still a member of a family affiliated with the Zhen family that he looked down upon.

The more Zhen Jian thought about it, the harder it became to let go. His face turned red and then blue. When he suddenly raised his head, a fierce light shot out of his eyes, and he suddenly shouted hysterically: "Xiao Yan, do you think you will win? You are wrong! This young master still has a trick, you must die today!"

Xiao Yan didn't expect Zhen Jian to be so ignorant. He smiled contemptuously. The look of disgust on his face became even stronger. But when he remembered Zhen Ni's instructions, Xiao Yan could only suppress his desire to kill and then said slowly: "Among the peerless geniuses I have met, you are the most unbearable one. For Zhen Ni's sake, , I won’t kill you today, just do it for your own good.”

After saying that, Xiao Yan ignored Zhen Jian and waved to Long Yi and Jing Wuchen to leave.

Xiao Yan's ignorance deeply stimulated Zhen Jian's self-esteem. Zhen Jian completely lost his mind, and Zhen Jian bitterly squeezed out seven furious words from between his teeth - "Nine Emperor Swords. The Sixth Style!"

"Master! You must not do this!"

The guards around Zhen Jian immediately tried to dissuade him in panic, their faces full of anxiety.

They all know that Zhen Jian has only fully mastered the first five moves of the "Nine Emperor Swords". Although he has glimpsed the threshold of the sixth move, he is still far away from truly mastering the sixth move. At this time If the sixth form is forcibly performed, an improper mastery will most likely be counterattacked by the fighting technique, and the consequences will be disastrous. If something happened to Zhen Jian, none of them would be able to escape the blame for their inability to protect their master. How could they not be anxious?

Unfortunately, Zhen Jian lost his mind due to extreme anger. At this time, he only had one thought in his mind, which was to kill Xiao Yan no matter what the cost. Because only by killing Xiao Yan can all shame be washed away.

Zhen Jian waved his hand, and the Haojian inserted in the cliff flew out of the cliff with a "swish", falling on Zhen Jian's hand like a bolt of lightning. Zhen Jian held the sword in both hands and desperately urged fighting energy into Hao Jian. Suddenly, the sword glowed like frost, and the cold energy fluctuations seemed to be able to destroy everything. The entire space began to tremble and distort...

However, Zhen Jian couldn't control the huge power of the sixth form at all. His hands were shaking violently, and blood droplets continued to seep out from the pores of his body, staining his body red. His whole body looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. terror.

"Master, stop immediately. You can't bear the backlash of this swordsmanship. Your life will be in danger!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, many guards on Zhen Jian's side could no longer care so much and rushed to stop Zhen Jian, hoping to make Zhen Jian wake up.

"Everyone get out of here!"

Severe pain tore through every inch of Zhen Jian's skin, and Zhen Jian's face had become horribly distorted. But instead of stopping, he swung his sword and pressed down.

In the roar of the sword blade, the mountain road shattered, and the rocks were rolled into the air, and then rotated and pressed down by the power of destruction. The fighting emperors were unable to resist at all, and were swept away by the strong wind whipped up by the sword energy, revealing Not far ahead were the figures of Xiao Yan and the others.

"If you are so ignorant, then I will help you!"

Feeling the sword energy coming, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly shot out with cold murderous intent.

Stepping forward and waving his ruler, Xiao Yan's movements were completed in one go. The "Thousand-foot Shadowless" was waved out again, and a huge coercion came down like a mountain collapsing.

The blue-gray flames on the thick body of the ruler brought out the hot fighting spirit, making the air feel faintly anxious, and instantly completely suppressed the momentum of Zhen Jian's Sixth Form.

There is still no suspense in this round of confrontation. Tianhuo Eternal Ancient Ruler destroyed Haojian's sword energy with overwhelming force, defeated Haojian's sword light, and even shattered the layer of bright golden armor on Zhenjian's body into tiny pieces. Golden light.

At this time, Zhen Jian's door was already wide open. If Xiao Yan's heavy ruler only moved a few inches further, Zhen Jian's blood would definitely be splashed on the spot.

At this life-and-death moment, under the horrified gazes of all the Dou Emperors on Zhen Jian's side, the corners of Xiao Yan's eyes twitched rapidly, a trace of hesitation flashed deep in his eyes, and his left hand suddenly shot out, hitting the heavy hand in his hand. At the wrist of Chi's right hand, he let go of his right hand at the same time, and the Heavenly Fire Eternal Ancient Ruler flew out diagonally, grazing the side of Zhen Sword's chest, and sank deeply into the cliff. There was a violent sound like thunder, and the gravel rolled up and the sand flew up into the sky. fog.

Everyone sucked in a breath of air. If this heavy ruler hit Zhen Jian, Zhen Jian would probably not even be left behind. (To be continued...)