Chapter 85 The Mighty Heavenly Sword Art

After hearing Yu Shuiyun's words, the two law enforcement elders, Tan Wuchuan and Zheng Yizhen, were obviously a little embarrassed.

But immediately, the killing intent towards Long Yu still gained the upper hand.

"Today, I didn't come here for revenge, but to do justice for the heavens, for the sect, and to eradicate a future trouble!"

Zheng Yizhen said with a righteous look on his face.

"It's a good one to eradicate future troubles!"

Long Yu laughed: "Then you guys just do it, what are you talking about so much? Anyway, you all want to kill me!"

"Thief, seek death!"

When Tan Wuchuan heard Long Yu's laugh, he immediately became angry. This kid is a little too arrogant. How dare he speak like that in front of their two law enforcement elders?

"Since you can't wait, then Elder Ben will send you to die."

Zheng Yizhen looked serious, then took a step, and took out a long sword hanging from his waist.

His long sword is a super-grade martial skill. As a law enforcement elder of Zhentianzong, the soldiers he possesses are naturally better than the soul-burial knife Liuye.

However, in terms of strength, Zheng Yizhen might not be as good as Liu Ye, the Burial Soul Saber.

Because, the reason why Zheng Yizhen is the law enforcement elder is because he can't condense the true spirit before the age of forty, so his talent is naturally not as good as Liu Ye.

The understanding of martial arts can sometimes not be completed by relying on time, what is more needed is talent.

Zheng Yizhen can condense the true spirit and step into the secret realm of the true spirit. His talent is better than ordinary people, at least much better than that of the ancestor of the Tan family.

However, compared with Zongmen geniuses like Burial Soul Saber Liu Ye, that talent must be far behind.

Seeming that this battle was inevitable, Yu Shuiyun didn't try to stop Zheng Yizhen and Tan Wuchuan any more, with a look of resentment on his face, he glanced at the two of them respectively.

When he returned to the sect and saw the trace of the suzerain Bai Yun, Yu Shuiyun would definitely suggest kicking these two out of the sect!

As for now, Yu Shuiyun could only do his best to block the true spirit of one of them for Long Yu.

"True spirit, now!"

Yu Shuiyun snorted coldly, the big handprint of the real spirit appeared first on the back, and took a heavy shot towards Tan Wuchuan who was relatively close!

"Elder Yu, why are you bothering?"

Seeing this, Tan Wuchuan's eyes flashed fiercely: "Even though you are the third-level strongman in the secret realm of the true spirit, but now you are poisoned, how can you resist the alliance between me and Elder Zheng with your true spirit alone? Why don't you let us Get rid of Long Yu first, and then take you back to the sect!"

"Stop talking nonsense, if you want to kill Long Yu, pass me first!"

Yu Shuiyun snorted coldly, the phantom of the Mahamudra of the True Spirit pressed down on Tan Wuchuan like a mountain pressing down on him!

The terrifying general situation of suppressing the sky instantly enveloped Tan Wuchuan's whole body, causing his expression to change.

It is worthy of being the third-level powerhouse in the true spirit secret realm. Even though the body is highly poisonous, the pressure of this true spirit is still much stronger than his true spirit of Tan Wuchuan!

However, Tan Wuchuan certainly won't show weakness now, if he can't even stop Yu Shuiyun, who is poisoned, why should he become the law enforcement elder of Zhentianzong?

"True spirit, rock turtle!"

Tan Wuchuan yelled, and suddenly a brown tortoise's true spirit phantom appeared behind him, also bursting out with a burst of suppressive force!

It's just that Tan Wuchuan only comprehended the charm of Zhentian, which is still far from the general trend of Zhentian.

And this made him need to concentrate all his energy to resist Yu Shuiyun's true spirit suppression!

"Elder Zheng, hurry up!"

Tan Wuchuan gritted his teeth and said immediately!

Zheng Yizhen nodded when he heard the words, and looked at Long Yu with a little pity: "It's not that I want to kill you, it's really what you did. It's too cruel and violates the rules of my Suppressing Tianzong!"

Up to this moment, Zheng Yizhen was still uttering high-sounding big words, which made Long Yu couldn't help laughing.

"Old dog, if you want to kill me, just come, don't talk nonsense!"

Long Yu laughed loudly, holding the Nine Youlong Spear in his hand, he was not afraid of Zheng Yizhen at all!

"Shuzi is bold!"

Anger finally appeared on Zheng Yizhen's face. He has never heard anyone call him an "old dog" at this age!

At least, I didn't hear it face to face, that Long Yu in front of me insulted him like this, he is courting death!

Holding the long sword in his hand, Zheng Yizhen made a wrong step, and immediately rushed towards Long Yu. The long sword gradually had a hint of the coolness of late autumn.

What he used turned out to be a super-grade swordsmanship and martial art, the Guanqiu Sword.

Long Yu is not unfamiliar with this set of swordsmanship, but he still dare not be careless at this time, because what he is facing now is not the previous Meng Ce or Hua Yilun, but a law enforcement elder who has condensed the true spirit !

"Guan Qiujian, the leaves fall and the frost rises! Your autumn of death has come!"

Holding the sword, Zheng Yizhen rushed towards Long Yu with a serious face. With one strike of the sword, the fallen leaves waved, and the cold frost floated up, embellishing the nearby area into a scene of late autumn!

"Elder Zheng's Guan Qiujian is like a god coming down to earth, it's too strong!"

"That's right, just a single sword can outline the artistic conception of late autumn. I want to see how Long Yu can resist it!"

The core disciples who followed Zheng Yizhen pointed and pointed one by one, not forgetting to compliment Zheng Yizhen while watching.

As for Yu Shuiyun's disciple, the black-faced and burly Lu Guanming, his eyes were focused on Yu Shuiyun.

For him, Yu Shuiyun is everything to him, no matter anyone, don't even think about hurting his master in front of him!

When Lu Guanming first saw Yu Shuiyun, his joy was beyond words, but now, seeing Yu Shuiyun fighting with the law enforcement elders, he couldn't help but worry secretly.

But at this moment in the arena, facing Zheng Yizhen's Guan Qiujian, Long Yu didn't feel any pressure at all!

"As a true spirit secret realm powerhouse, if you don't condense the true spirit, how can you exert any power!"

Long Yu laughed, the spear in his hand danced, and the aura of the Nine Netherness swept across the earth in an instant.

The artistic conception of late autumn condensed by Zheng Yizhen and his sword was directly shattered by Long Yu's random shot!

"Take a shot at me!"

Long Yu jumped up high and stabbed Zheng Yizhen with a spear!

Zheng Yizhen's purple robe flickered, and he immediately walked behind Long Yu, and sure enough, he also practiced the super-grade martial skill of Tianya so close.

"Your strength is indeed stronger than the ordinary martial arts nine, but in front of me, you are still just a clown!"

Zheng Yizheng yelled, and the real spirit immediately condensed, and a phantom of a fisted real spirit emerged from behind him!

Zheng Yizhen's true spirit is a fist the size of several people, and it contains a strong artistic conception of suppressing the sky. As soon as it appeared, Long Yu immediately felt the pressure.

"Sure enough, we still have to face the true spirit to make this battle interesting."

Thinking in Long Yu's mind, the Nine Serenity Dragon Spear immediately swung around, and it was a shot when he turned his head.

There are many gun shadows!

The shadows of the guns rolled straight towards Zheng Yizhen's fist phantom!

"I'll let you see just how powerful the experts in the True Spirit Secret Realm are, so that you can die in peace!"

With a wave of Zheng Yizhen's hand, the phantom of the real fist spirit came up to the heavy gun shadow.

In an instant, the two sides collided with each other!

"Gunying, suppress!"

Long Yu let out a loud shout, and suddenly the sky-suppressing power integrated in the shadows of the heavy guns exploded, enveloping the phantom of the fist all at once!

The phantom of Zheng Yizhen's fist spirit only contains the charm of suppressing the sky, which is far behind Long Yu's general trend of suppressing the sky.

But it's a pity that Long Yu's basic strength is still a little worse than that of Zheng Yizhen.

Therefore, the numerous gun shadows that contained the general trend of suppressing the sky were completely resisted by the fist phantom!

"This Long Yu really overestimated his own strength. He even wanted to use the strength of the ninth level of martial arts to fight against the real spirit. I laughed so hard!"

"It's like an egg hitting a rock, looking for a dead end!"

"In my opinion, this Long Yu should quickly kneel down and beg Elder Zheng not to kill him, hahaha!"

The disciples following Zheng Yizhen burst into laughter.

However, Zheng Yizhen's complexion was not very good-looking in comparison.

Because, in the collision just now, although his fist's real spirit phantom blocked Long Yu's heavy spear shadows, it also produced a crack.

That is to say, Long Yu actually possessed the tyrannical power capable of defeating his true spirit!

"This kid is so terrifying, he must be killed here today!"

Zheng Yizhen made up his mind and was finally ready to display his strongest swordsmanship.

Mighty Heavenly Sword Art.

This set of sword formulas is no longer accessible to ordinary disciples in the Tiantian Sect. Without condensing the true spirit, it is impossible to practice this set of sword formulas.

The Mighty Tianjian Jue has surpassed the ordinary high-grade and super-grade martial arts, and has reached another level!

What this level is, Long Yu doesn't know yet, but what is certain is that this martial skill is definitely more powerful and terrifying than super-grade martial skills.

Zheng Yizhen withdrew his fist and pointed at Long Yu with his long sword in his hand.

"You are dead!"

Zheng Yizhen had a righteous face, and the long sword in his hand gradually revealed a burst of heavenly power, and he was actually drawing power from the phantom of his fist's true spirit!

"This is?"

Long Yu's face changed slightly, and the moment Zheng Yizhen spoke, he felt a terrifying coercion enveloping him.

"This is the Mighty Heavenly Sword Art, its power far surpasses ordinary martial arts!"

Yu Shuiyun was on the side, while blocking Tan Wuchuan with his true spirit, he said solemnly: "Actually, those who practice martial arts at the ninth level are only ordinary-level martial arts. Whether it is low-grade, middle-grade, high-grade, or super-grade, they all belong to The category of mortal-level martial skills. And above mortal-level martial skills, there are also spiritual-level martial skills."

"This Tianwei Sword Art is a kind of spirit-level martial skill. Although it is only a low-grade spirit-level martial skill, its power is much stronger than a mortal-level super-grade martial skill!"

Yu Shuiyun's words made Long Yu's heart tremble.

Spirit-level martial arts!

It turns out that all the martial arts he is practicing now belong to mortal martial skills, even the first skill of Nine Nether Dragon Fist, Drunken Lying in Huangquan, is only the best martial skill among mortal martial arts.

Although the power is powerful, it is only at the mortal level after all!

"In this way, the second skill of Nine Nether Dragon Fist, Awakening Palm Reincarnation, is also a martial skill at the spiritual level, and it is also the best martial skill at the spiritual level!"

Long Yu suddenly understood a lot: "In addition, the certain spear technique recorded in the Nine Nether Dragon Spear must be a spirit-level spear technique martial skill, otherwise Sect Master Bai would not say that I cannot practice for the time being... Up is the spirit level, so that's how it is!"

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