Looking at the middle-aged man jumping up and down, Shen Chenfeng was a little impatient.
"Fight, of course we have to fight."
Zhang Ruoli put away his smile, he stared at Shen Chenfeng, and there was a heart-stopping aura coming from his body, and said: "The fact that you can break into this place with the strength of the third level of the spiritual void realm is enough to prove your extraordinaryness. However, , you’re done here. With your strength, there’s no way you can get through the seventh level.”
"That depends on whether you have the ability."
Shen Chenfeng clenched the Lingfeng Sword tightly, and the aura on his body gradually became sharper.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound.
The two people's momentum clashed in the air, and they actually made the sound of gold and iron clashing.
"Position!"
Zhang Ruoli's eyes condensed, and he admired Shen Chenfeng more and more, saying: "You are only nineteen years old, and you can condense the sword power. You are really talented. I, Zhang Ruoli, would like to call you the second swordsman genius of Xuantian Sect."
"The second day talent?"
Shen Chenfeng looked at Zhang Ruoli's arrogant face, feeling a little ridiculous, and said: "Then who is number one?"
"Of course it's me."
Zhang Ruoli looked arrogant and said: "I am the Xuantian Sect, the number one swordsman genius for hundreds of years. Unfortunately, I went astray later and was trapped and died in this Tower of Babel. According to the rules, if you can accept If I take ten moves, I can pass the level."
"But because your cultivation level is too low, as long as you can block three of my moves, I will consider you to have passed."
"What do you think?"
Having said this, he no longer concealed his appreciation for Shen Chenfeng.
But Shen Chenfeng sneered and said: "I have become so obsessed with practicing swordsmanship that I only have a trace of my soul left to survive. How dare I say that I am the number one genius of swordsmanship in Xuantian Sect? Haha, do you still want to be shameless? It's just you. With this little strength, let alone three moves, even thirty moves, what can you do to me?"
"What?"
Zhang Ruoli was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes filled with blazing anger.
He is extremely talented and has been honing his sword skills since he was a child. Whether he is eating, drinking, or meditating, he never leaves his body with the sword, accompanying him with the sword every day.
It is precisely because he is obsessed with practicing swordsmanship that he is like a demon, so he is called the Sword Demon.
Although he later went astray and became obsessed with practicing swordsmanship, he was suppressed in the Tower of Babel and suffered every day. However, he was famous, and as long as he gave a shout, countless people begged to worship him.
But today, despite his good intentions, he was ridiculed mercilessly by Shen Chenfeng.
Survive in this world?
The first genius?
Do you want to be shameless?
The harsh sounds, like invisible slaps, slapped him hard on the face, filling his heart with boundless anger.
"Although I am only a remnant soul, I still have the strength of the peak of the Spiritual Void Realm. It is easy to kill you."
Although Zhang Ruoli was angry, he still remained calm and said: "Bad boy, I still say the same thing. As long as you can block my three moves, I will consider you to have passed. If you can't even block my three moves, get out as soon as possible." Tower of Babel.”
"In that case, I will give you three moves."
Shen Chenfeng put away the Lingfeng Sword and stood with his hands tied, a cold expression on his face.
"You brat, do you really want to die?"
Zhang Ruoli was instantly angered, his eyes were red, and terrifying murderous intent burst out from his body.
With his sword skills, he once killed enemies in fear and became famous throughout the Southern Wilderness. He had never suffered such humiliation before.
"You alone are not qualified to kill me."
Shen Chenfeng was also angry, with a cold aura coming from his body.
A living piece of garbage dares to claim to be the best in swordsmanship in front of his Cang Qiong Sword Emperor.
If this is the case, where is the majesty of the Cangqiong Sword Emperor?
"bring it on!"
Shen Chenfeng looked up to the sky and roared angrily, "Let me see today, how dare you claim to be the best in swordsmanship, you trash."
"In that case, let's see how I kill you."
Zhang Ruoli shouted coldly, and the sword glow in his hand skyrocketed.
Click!
A sword light of more than ten feet turned flexibly in the air, like a dragon playing with a phoenix, erratic left and right, making it difficult to distinguish the direction of the attack.
This sword brings the power of the sword's heart to its fullest.
Zhang Ruoli is confident that unless he is a strong man in the realm of Tongtian God, no one can withstand his unpredictable sword.
However.
Just when the sword light was coming to kill, Shen Chenfeng suddenly took a step forward.
At the same time, the sharp sword light almost brushed against his body and struck the wall beside him.
"How...how is this possible?"
Zhang Ruoli's pupils shrank sharply, his sword was unpredictable, and under the divine realm, absolutely no one could stop it.
But with such a confident sword, Shen Chenfeng easily dodged it.
"One move."
Shen Chenfeng put his hands behind his back and looked cold.
Zhang Ruoli's eyes narrowed, and immediately the anger in his heart burned uncontrollably.
This guy actually took the initiative to make several moves.
"Take another move from me."
Zhang Ruoli no longer held back, he stepped forward with one step, and the terrifying aura at the peak of the Spiritual Void Realm spread like a tide.
Then he raised his right hand, and a sharp sword flashed suddenly in the space.
At the same time, Shen Chenfeng's heart was beating wildly.
A sharp sense of crisis suddenly rose from within.
He didn't have time to think, and he dodged to the side. At the same time, an extremely sharp breath flashed past his cheek in dangerous ways.
"You can actually dodge my invisible sword energy?"
Zhang Ruoli was shocked. Looking at Shen Chenfeng's indifferent expression, a chill suddenly filled his heart.
His invisible sword energy is formless and colorless. Even a strong man in the Tongtian Divine Realm would have difficulty detecting it without detection methods.
With this sword energy, he was able to go anywhere and killed countless powerful cultivators, many of whom were famous.
But today, he was actually escaped by a junior in the Lingxu Realm.
this……
Is it a coincidence, or is there some other means?
If it's the former, it can only be said that Shen Chenfeng is very lucky. But if it's the latter, that's too scary, right?
"Two moves."
Shen Chenfeng remained calm, still counting indifferently.
Although the invisible sword energy is indeed powerful, it poses no threat to him in the face of the Eye of Disillusionment and the power of the soul.
"Okay, brat, I really underestimated you."
Zhang Ruoli put away the contempt in his eyes, took a deep breath, and felt an extremely sharp aura coming from his body.
He stared at Shen Chenfeng, no longer looking at his descendants with a arrogant gaze. Instead, he stood ready, as if he was facing a lifelong enemy.
"This swordsmanship is my own creation after reading a lot of books and condensing countless swordsmanship essences."
"With this sword skill, I can travel across the Southern Wilderness with few opponents."
"You brat, although I don't know your name, it's an honor for you to be defeated by this swordsmanship today."
Zhang Ruoli held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and his whole body was filled with momentum.
The next moment, the long sword waved.
A sword light that was condensed to the extreme was swallowed up in the space, and then it was slashed out wildly.
In an instant, the space trembled.
The air seemed to be torn in the middle, with the pure ones floating up and the turbid ones sinking. It was like the yin and yang of heaven and earth were all cut apart by this sword.
"The Sword Art of Creation, cut off the world of mortals!"