The world of cultivation is a very dangerous world. No matter how high or low the cultivation level is, the crisis will always be there. Even if a strong Immortal King is a powerful person, he may also die, so no matter who he is, he will find a way to protect himself.

The world's magical powers are invincible, and there is absolutely no magical power that can be truly immortal. No matter what kind of magical powers it is, once people with a heart in the same realm know everything, they may one day have magical powers that will crack their skills, so hiding cultivation is a good way to protect oneself.

But pure hidden strength is not a good thing. Appropriately stimulating people with ulterior motives can save yourself a lot of trouble, and sometimes it can make you benefit without having to do it.

There are some contradictions between the two, so how to choose a balanced degree has become a very important thing.

As for today, the best person in this regard is the high priest of the Witch Clan. Everyone knows that he is very strong, and no one wants to beat him in a single fight. But no one can be sure how strong he is. Whenever he feels that he should be of this level of strength, he will suddenly burst out with more terrifying combat power, which makes people look at it.

Even though he was seriously injured and hid in Wudao to heal his wounds, no one, including Zhaoming, had thought of taking the opportunity to do something.

I thought that only one person in the world would hide his strength so much, but Zhaoming realized at this moment that he was still thinking too simply. The Eastern Prince in front of him is worthy of being the king of the immortal clan who has been competing with the high priest of the witch clan for so many years.

When everyone thought that he only knew the magical power of flames like him, he suddenly used a sword as a weapon at this moment.

Especially when the Fusang treasure tree turned into a common land in the hands of the Dongwanggong, Zhaoming clearly felt the other party's aura tremble and became even more terrifying. The other party was not only using a sword, but also his cultivation in the sword path was probably above the flames.

He gently flicked the sword in his hand, and the Dongwanggong said slowly: "Everyone thinks that the true face of the Fusang treasure tree is a tree. Little do they know that I have already refined it into a long sword. The name of this sword is Fusang, which was made by me using the art of refining weapons in the last era."

"Under the way of heaven, because of Pangu's means, I want to go further after the Immortal King realm, and it is difficult to reach the ninth level of heaven. I have been staying in the Immortal King realm for millions of years. Even after Hongjun is in the way of heaven, I cannot make any progress."

"I don't know what goals others will have after they are reborn, but I know that since I return to this world, there will inevitably be a life-and-death battle, so I want to become stronger and stronger."

"Millions of years ago, I felt that I could not go further on the flames, so I secretly started practicing other techniques."

"Is it the sword-making way of practicing the sword-mart master?" Zhao Ming said in a deep voice.

The way of swordsmanship is not weak with the way of flames, and it is not easy to achieve something. If others naturally take a long time to explore, but Zhaoming knew that the Eastern Prince had a great advantage: the sword and martial master who used to protect the Kunlun Fairyland Immortal Clan was his best friend.

How powerful is Jianwu Zun? Zhaoming has only met in Yaochi and is difficult to determine, but his intuition tells him that if he talks about Jiandao cultivation, it is unlikely that someone will compete with him again today.

What is even more unignorable for Sword Martial Master is his theory of swordsmanship. According to Sun Jiuyang, it was passed down from an extremely powerful sword sect in the last era. Even now, Sword Martial Master himself has not fully understood it.

Zhaoming has never heard of the specificity of those sword theory. But his ex-girlfriend, Su Yuexin, had only received some guidance from Jianwu Zun, and then left some sword art books for her. In just three thousand and six hundred years, she became the head of the female fairy in Kunlun fairyland comparable to the Eastern Prince, which shows that.

The methods of practice are different paths. As long as it is not like Zhaoming himself, it is relatively easy to learn other exercises after reaching a certain level.

However, the Eastern Prince was obviously beyond the scope of ordinary people. He was not only easy, but also quite outstanding. At this moment, he could feel the strong sword intent from the aura of flames he emitted.

What is even more rare is that those sword intent seem to be quite weak and the sword martial masters he had seen back then. And they are completely different from the sword martial masters. This means that he did not simply practice the sword martial master's sword skills, but turned all the understanding of those sword skills into his own things.

The things that belong to you are the strongest, this is Zhaoming’s understanding, and he also understands that the next battle will be even more terrifying.

The Eastern Prince shook the Fusang sword in his hand, and the flames radiated one after another, but his face was inexplicably lonely: "Even I myself never thought that my talent in swordsmanship is so extraordinary. Over the years, I have been impulsively trying to compete with the Sword Martial Master to see whose swordsmanship is better."

He suddenly showed amazing talent in a certain field, and no one didn't want to find someone to confirm it. The feeling of walking in the night in a brocade clothes is always a bit uncomfortable.

Unfortunately, he knew the significance of this killer weapon to him, and it would be better to use it at critical moments, so he has always been reluctant to send it, and even doesn't know how to make friends.

"Zhaoming, you are the first person to see the Fusang Sword, and you will also become the first soul under the Fusang Sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword energy soared into the sky. The King of the East was already rushing towards Zhaoming with the Fusang sword in his hand.

The same sword energy is different from the sharp sword energy of Taoist Yuqing, and also from the sword martial master Haoran sword energy. The sword energy of the Dongwanggong is filled with a fierce force of flames.

It is impossible to determine which sword energy is more powerful, but there is no doubt that this sword energy with the fierce power of flames is the most suitable for the Eastern Prince.

Dodge is not the right way. Your strongest weapon is your fists and body. If you cannot fight, this battle will be dangerous.

The brave one won when they meet on a narrow road. Several thoughts flashed through Zhaoming's mind and made a decision without hesitation. He did not dodge or avoid it. He raised his hand and the Fist of Heavenly Rage faced the Fusang Sword.

"Bang!"

A metal clash sounded, and the treasure body fought hard against the treasure divine weapon, like two pieces of magical irons colliding wildly.

"Um!"

Zhaoming groaned. Although his treasure body would not be directly cut, the force contained in the Fusang sword still hurt him.

There were bursts of tearing pain from the fist. There was no need to look closely, and I already knew that it was a skin and flesh.

The body of the acquired treasure is still not as good as the treasure refined by the innate divine objects. Perhaps the Fusang Sword is not considered an innate treasure, but in the hands of the Dongwanggong, its attack power is definitely not comparable to other acquired treasures.

A fight was already at a disadvantage, Zhaoming knew that the Eastern Prince also knew.

The sword light waving like a cold star, and it turned into a red dragon and rushed. Although the Eastern Prince had the will to win, he knew that he should never underestimate the other party.

I didn't use the sword directly before, but I just refused to accept that the fire magic power was inferior to the other party. Now that I have no choice but to accept this fact, I will give it my best and will not give the other party any more opportunities.

The Fusang sword is like a red dragon boiling, and under the impact of the flame aura, it is like the speed of the Pear Immortal Step. Each move is extremely fast, like a storm, hitting Zhaoming retreating step by step.

"You really look like him! You use your body to resist all kinds of magic weapons and magic weapons. He was the same back then, with a pair of fists spreading all over the world! Unfortunately..."

While the sword blade danced wildly, the Dong prince shouted loudly: "It's a pity that you are far inferior to him now. You can't withstand the sharpness of the treasure in my hand. Zhaoming, defeat me!"

With a loud shout, the King of the East rose up like a hurricane, and waved the Fusang sword like the nine heavenly galaxies falling. The sword like a hanging in the universe directly slashed towards Zhaoming.

The thunder roared, and the fist of heaven's wrath rose into the sky, like the rising sun in the east, directly hitting the sword light like the galaxy in the nine heavens.

The sword was full of energy, as if the stars were exploding. The Fusang sword emitted a burst of explosive power that was very similar to the Heavenly Wrath Fist, which became stronger and stronger, and instantly triggered the flames to subdue Zhaoming.

"ah!"

With a scream of pain, Zhaoming couldn't hold on and stepped back, blood gushed from his arm, and most of his right hand was broken, leaving only a little finger and bones spreading to his wrist.

Before he could stand firm, the Fusang sword came over like a shadow.

If you can kill yourself with one blow, you will never delay it. This is the murderous intent in the heart of the East Prince at this moment.

The sword eye, which was as fast as thunder, was about to hit, and a red light flashed by, and Zhaoming's fire escape technique flashed into the distance.

A loud shout urged the demon emperor to fight, turning into a body that stood tall and stood tall, and the flames surrounded the broken arm. The powerful recovery ability of the Phoenix Nirvana Technique made the palm reborn in a moment.

The Cangyan Tribulation of the 36th-grade Fire Lotus with one hand, and the flame pattern was urged with the other hand, condensing countless flame divine thunders, covering up like a divine punishment in the world.

"What's the use of a trick of carving insects? Even the flower of Taoism is restricted under this heavenly way. Pangu achieved the ultimate Taoism alone, but he couldn't stand others stronger."

Amidst a burst of crazy laughter, the Fusang Sword danced with a red sword light and killed it instantly. The blasting and explosion of flames directly shattered the 36th-grade fire lotus under the guidance of the Fusang Sword, and then rushed directly into the ocean of fire thunder.

In just half a breath, the divine thunder was broken, and the Eastern Prince killed him like a divine dragon going out to sea.

The breath is like the mighty power of the sky, reflecting a brocade robe and golden crown, like the emperor of heaven and earth.

This is the true king of the immortal clan, the peak of the true immortal king. If you go further, you can enter the emperor's realm and overlook all living beings.

Holding the fist of the wrath of heaven in his hand, he fell from the sky.

The Eastern Prince, however, saw that he had never seen it, and his sword light was like a shuttle and he slashed directly over.

"If you have a bigger body shape, you can be more powerful, then there is no need to compete. Just compare your body shape."

"The Demon Emperor's battle body is indeed a supernatural power, but from ancient times to the present, how many people can truly exert their full power? The Ancestral Dragon cannot, the White Tiger Marshal cannot, and you can't, of course you can't!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword light flashed and the two of them passed by.

A blood column squirted up high, and Zhaoming's entire arm fell down in response to the sound. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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