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    There is an essential difference between the power of the Seventh Realm and the Eighth Realm.  Fastest update No matter how Zheng Xiu uses Spark or relies on Zhao Si's natal sword, in front of the true power and the gathered heaven and earth energy, at most he can only shorten the gap between the two as much as possible, and it is impossible to achieve a head-on confrontation.  situation.  Being able to draw the sword faster than him under such pressure.  This can only mean that Zheng Xiu was acting before. It can only mean that although her true power is far inferior to Yuan Wu, her physical strength exceeds that of Yuan Wu.  An extremely tenacious will allows a person to make the actions they want to complete as quickly as possible even if they are seriously injured.  But Zheng Xiu¡¯s situation at this time is obviously not just due to his will.  In Yuan Wu¡¯s perception at this time, among the many flesh and blood in Zheng Xiu¡¯s body, it was like a force like a steel noose rotating rapidly was being generated and exploding.  This kind of secret technique about physical Vajra can only come from the ascetics of Donghu.  Dozens of sparks surged out from the edge of the small sword in Zheng Xiu's hand, passed over his falling sword, and landed on his chest.  It was just dozens of extremely thin sparks, but the moment it landed on his chest, there were countless dense and sharp harsh cutting sounds.  There is a lot of crystal dust-like sword energy in the spark, like a bright gem.  But these extremely condensed sword energy failed to penetrate Yuan Wu¡¯s flesh and blood, and only cut open the clothes on his chest.  More than ten pieces of dark scales appeared on Yuan Wu's skin, spitting out dark flames.  The crystal sword energy in these sparks and the dark flames impacted, were blocked, and then quickly turned into finer powder.  There was a loud bang.  Yuanwu's sword energy hit the water surface. Where the sword tip landed, the energy instantly reached the bottom of the Wei River, forcing all the water flow away.  In the next moment, the forced water flow formed a huge annular wave, mixed with huge amounts of sand, and exploded outward.  Zheng Xiu¡¯s body was sleeping as the water vapor sprayed backwards.  There was something unexpected in Yuan Wu¡¯s eyes.  There was something unexpected in the depths of her eyes at this time.  The scales that appeared on Yuanwu's chest had a familiar aura to her. They were ghost dragon scales, but they were not from the ghost dragon that Baili Suxue was riding.  Yuanwu¡¯s dozens of ghost dragon scales have an older aura, and the aura is deeper and purer. It even feels like it has been immersed in the aura above the Eighth Realm for a long time.  This one may come from the past You Dynasty.  It is not surprising that the royal family of the Qin Dynasty owns some relics of the former You Dynasty.  But the key is that even she never knew that Yuan Wu had such a thing.  Zheng Xiu¡¯s sword hit his chest hard, but the expression on Yuan Wu¡¯s face did not change.  He knows Zheng Xiu too well.  From the moment Zheng Xiu wanted to duel with him, he knew that Zheng Xiu wanted to destroy him as well as himself.  Even if he cannot be killed in the end, Zheng Xiu will definitely force him to use all means of concealment.  It¡¯s just the same for him.  He also wanted to see through Zheng Xiu how powerful Wang Jingmeng and the people around Wang Jingmeng were. The black scales on Yuanwu's chest disappeared.  He stood on the huge waves and looked at Zheng Xiu. He did not pursue him, but took a deep breath. While adjusting the flow of energy and blood in his body, he curled up the long sword in his hand with a sword flower.  It was a very simple sword move, but the sword energy surging on the sword instantly turned the world in front of him into a vacuum.  An astonishing amount of heaven and earth energy was sucked in by this vacuum, but it did not gather on the sword in his hand, but appeared directly behind Zheng Xiu.  A sword light quietly appeared behind Zheng Xiu, who was flying upside down, and landed on the back of Zheng Xiu's neck.  Looking at Yuan Wu¡¯s sword and feeling the unique aura in this sword energy, there was a burst of exclamation outside the port.  Most of those who exclaimed were practitioners wearing blue or purple robes.  These practitioners all come from Lingxu Sword Sect.  Lingxu Sword Sect is as famous as Minshan Sword Sect. Naturally, these practitioners cannot be prone to violent mood swings like ordinary practitioners.  They were shocked at this time because Yuan Wu's sword was basically the secret sword of Lingxu Sword Sect, and it was a secret sword that none of them could understand or master.  The reason why the secret swords of various sects are called secret swords is not because they are difficult to master, but because they are powerful and have unique sword intentions. The powerful swords developed by the masters of each sect on the basis of some sword scriptures of the sect.  Yi contains many of the cultivation methods of our sect, including the principles of vitality.His understanding is a swordsmanship that even ordinary sect disciples don't want to teach to avoid being known to outsiders.  Any sect¡¯s secret sword naturally represents a powerful lethality that exceeds ordinary swordsmanship.  Now Yuan Wu¡¯s seemingly random sword strike is naturally the same.  However, what shocked these practitioners of the Lingxu Sword Sect who were the quickest to react was that when faced with the sword energy that appeared behind him, Zheng Xiu did not wave his sword to block it at all.  The small sword she held tightly in her hand burned even more fiercely.  Two violent fires surged from the depths of the sword's body. One kind of flame was extremely condensed and tight, like red iron that had been tempered thousands of times. The other kind of flame was howling in the strong wind, like someone waving a huge weapon countless times.  Hammer, and compressed the strong wind brought up into this flame.  These two flames come from the vitality power of Zhao Yi and Zhao Si respectively, but they both carry the arrogance of Zhao Sword Furnace and the terrifying scorching heat that burns everything.  However, when the two flames surged up, from the countless orifices in Zheng Xiu's body, many pale and indifferent starlights danced out like thousands of little snakes and merged into the two flames.  The three flames blended together and quickly became cold.  It turned into a flaming sword energy without temperature.  This sword energy completely ignored the sword stabbing behind her, but pointed directly at Yuan Wu's throat with an extremely chilling force.  Yuanwu's sword was faster than hers.  This sword light fell on the back of Zheng Xiu¡¯s neck.  A strange and shrill phoenix cry sounded in the air.  The golden phoenix robe on Zheng Xiu released an unimaginable pressure. Pieces of golden light formed in front of the sword energy, forcing the sword energy to stop in the air.  The two forces clashed, and Jin Huili made a shattering sound.  First, there was a cracking sound from the depths of the golden phoenix's invisible magic circle, then Zheng Xiu's neck, and even the bones and flesh all over his body.  In the perception of most practitioners at this time, even though the phoenix robe on Zheng Xiu had unimaginable defensive power, Yuan Wu's sword still caused serious trauma to her, even enough to make her whole body  Shattered and broken.  However, in this very short period of time, a cold death energy spread deep inside Zheng Xiu's body like a tide.  All the other practitioners have not yet sensed this aura, but there is a hint of coldness in the depths of Yuan Wu's eyes.  He felt it.  This kind of aura left a deep impression on him.  This comes from the most terrifying opponent he encountered in the Lushan League, Yan Ying.  Zheng Xiu¡¯s fair skin oozed with dark meaning.  She is not dead.  Her body did not disintegrate instantly.  The sword in her hand did not show any sluggishness.  The cold and extinguished flame fell towards Yuan Wu's throat.  rw
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