Chapter 2332 The Difference in Meaning

Zhuo Bufan fell into silence. He used several sword skills to bombard the opponent. The opponent didn't even move, and just killed him with one sword. This kind of terrifying strength is estimated to only be possessed by some powerful men at the Kaio level, who can use thunder to kill him. It's hard for him to hit

withstand.

"No, that's not right either."

Zhuo Bufan shook his head in denial again. The Blood Demon Armor on his body was already a "Jikaku" level armor. How could he be killed by the opponent's sword?

Even if the King of Kai uses the ultimate weapon, he cannot be killed in an instant. There must be something weird in this.

Zhuo Bufan looked at the huge blood shadow in the sky and asked, "Excuse me, is there a time limit for challenging the No. 1 Shura Tower inheritance?"

"Of course there is a time limit. You have three opportunities for one year. You can take the second challenge whenever you want, but you only have one year to use these three opportunities." The huge blood shadow in the sky said slowly.

"Okay, I'll continue the challenge later!" Zhuo Bufan nodded, then sat cross-legged in the void, thinking quietly.

"Think clearly, just step into the formation." After the huge blood shadow in the sky finished speaking, the figure disappeared into the blood mist and disappeared without a trace.

Zhuo Bufan, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, began to think seriously.

Even if he is facing a real Nine-turn Shura realm, with his magic weapon, his physical strength, and his strength, it is impossible for him to be killed instantly by the opponent!

What went wrong?

one day!

Two days!

A month passed continuously, and Zhuo Bufan remained sitting cross-legged in the void, not in a hurry to waste his second chance to challenge. "By the way, he is a blood shadow and not a real world general, and what he tested me was also the strength of the Shura body!" Zhuo Bufan finally understood, "If I really died, how could I reappear? That blood shadow' It is not the real me that is killed, but my cultivation

It's just Luo Ti's strength. "Once I step into the formation, the true essence, star wheel universe diagram, blood demon armor, and ice emperor rain sword in my body are all fake. They are just created by the power of blood mist. They are based on my Shura The virtual strength of my body is not my real strength.

force! "

Zhuo Bufan finally figured it out, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

As soon as he stepped into the formation, the power of the formation automatically transformed into a Zhuo Bufan with the strength of the 'Five-turn Shura Body', challenging a blood shadow with the strength of the 'Nine-turn Shura Body'.

"Isn't this going to be an endless cycle? Even if I reach the ninth-turn Shura body, but facing another ninth-turn Shura body, how can I defeat the opponent without magic weapons, blood demons, and techniques?"

Asura body, it is the amount of blood evil gathered, it is the mastery of Shura body. No external objects can help oneself, including one's own magic weapons and cultivation techniques.

"In terms of the intensity of blood evil, I am only a fifth-turn Shura body, how can I compare to a ninth-turn Shura body?" Zhuo Bufan thought hard.

Time keeps passing by, the second month, the third month, the fourth month...

After pondering hard for a long time, until he entered the fifth month of Shura Tower No. 1, Zhuo Bufan, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, finally opened his eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in his black pupils.

After meditating for five months, Zhuo Bufan finally thought of a way, which was Taoist mind and artistic conception.

Magic weapons and techniques have become foreign objects, but the Taoist heart and artistic conception are always one's own, and the blood shadow in the formation cannot be imitated at all!

"Blood Shadow, I want to challenge you for the second time!"

Zhuo Bufan stood up and said calmly. "Oh." In the void, the huge blood shadow condensed out of the blood mist again, looking down at Zhuo Bufan and said: "Practitioner, your eyes are full of confident light. It seems that you have found a way. I hope you can Good luck! Actually you have more

time to think. "

"No need, I can't wait any longer." Zhuo Bufan said.

"Okay, step into the formation and the second challenge begins!" Xueying said.

This time, Zhuo Bufan took back the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo Sword and the Ice Emperor Rain Sword back into the space ring, and then stepped into the formation. Sure enough, a blood shadow that looked exactly like him appeared again in the formation. This time the opponent was also bare-handed. "Sure enough, as I guessed, the formation has the function of 'copying', copying myself into a fifth-level Shura, and then copying myself into an opponent with a ninth-level Shura." Zhuo Bufan secretly said with joy, this time, he will definitely challenge success

. Zhuo Bufan was not in a hurry to take action, but secretly sensed the true essence in his Dantian. Sure enough, the Star Wheel Yanyu Diagram disappeared. Everything was as he guessed. He inside the formation was now only a fifth-level Shura realm practitioner. Or, it's just blood mist

A gathering of virtual phantoms. "Practitioner, it seems that you have seen the mystery of the formation!" The blood shadow in the sky did not disappear this time, but said slowly: "The formation recreates you as a nine-turn Shura. You have recreated a fourth-level Shura, your Dharma

Treasures, armor, and techniques are of no use. "

Zhuo Bufan's face was filled with a confident smile, his hands were slightly clenched into fists, and his black eyes were shining with confidence, "You can imitate my face, but you can't imitate my Taoist heart and my martial arts meaning!"

Having said that, Zhuo Bufan put his two fingers together, bloodshot threads wrapped around his fingers, and a sword formed by blood mist condensed and formed instantly.

The blood shadow on the opposite side also stretched out its index and middle fingers at the same time. The same fingertips were wrapped in blood mist, condensing into an identical sword.

"The power of blood mist can only recreate the same version of me, but it cannot recreate my Taoist heart and kendo charm!" Zhuo Bufan's face shone with confidence as he shouted: "The battlefield is full of troops!"

This move is a sword move created by Zhuo Bufan based on the Nine Heaven-Defying Swords and the connotations of swordsmanship that he has learned through many years of practice. It contains the connotations of his swordsmanship and was created by sensing the passionate heroic spirit in the battlefield.

Among them, there is the iron horse, the heroism, the brotherhood!

"My sword moves cannot be imitated by you!"

Uh-huh!

As soon as the bloody sword was placed, the wind and clouds moved in an instant. The sword energy was like red light, breaking through the darkness with thousands of strands. Countless sword energy turned into war horses and generals, waving their swords, throwing their heads and spreading blood to protect their homeland!

At the same time, Xue Ying also moved his finger, and as soon as the blood sword came out, thousands of troops and horses rushed in. The momentum was like a rainbow, blood stained the world, and the murderous intention was overwhelming. The amount of sword energy was countless more than Zhuo Bufan's. hundred times!

Zhuo Bufan's sword energy is like a team of ten thousand people encountering an army of one million people. The moment they come into contact, they are vulnerable to a single blow.

"This, how is this possible!"

Zhuo Bufan was completely stunned.

Then in his shocked pupils, his body was penetrated by thousands of sword energy and disappeared like smoke.

The next moment, Zhuo Bufan appeared outside the formation again. The sight of thousands of troops and horses in the formation had long since disappeared, and the blood shadow had also disappeared. Zhuo Bufan froze on the spot, in a daze.

"Practitioner, you have failed again. You have one last chance." The huge blood shadow in the sky regretted: "If you had realized the 'Ultimate Martial Arts' realm with that move you just made, you might still have a chance to resist. .

This time, Zhuo Bufan did not speak, but sat cross-legged in the void again. "So that's it. I have my own Taoist heart and my own meaning of swordsmanship. Although the blood shadow is not a real practitioner and has no Taoist heart, he is not inferior to me in terms of implication. The Shura Tower has stood on the Shura battlefield for several epochs, and has accumulated He has experienced countless murderous, evil, and bloody auras, and when it comes to understanding the meaning of the battlefield, he has a deeper understanding than me!"