Chapter 404 - One Sword

Everyone had no opinion, Wang Daoyuan retreated to the sidelines, and Wang Daoyin sent a bottle of elixir to restore consciousness.

Wang Daoyuan took the medicine pill and meditated to restore his consciousness.

The disciple of the royal family of the Zhou Kingdom cupped his hands and said, "Zhou Kingdom, Zhou Jingyuan, I have met fellow Daoist."

As soon as this statement came out, there was a commotion on the field.

Zhou Jingyuan is not an unknown person, but the son of the current Zhou Huang, and the most talented son of Zhou Huang, no wonder he dares to interfere with the affairs of the four top forces.

Although Zhou Guo's strength is inferior to the four top powers, the gap is not too big.

The four top forces did not dare to underestimate Zhou Guo.

Zhou Xuan also bowed back and said, "Tianji Zongxuan Jiuxiao, I have seen fellow Daoist."

Both of them are disciples of major forces, and their etiquette is still very thoughtful.

After the salute, Zhou Jingyuan took the lead, and he waved a few golden feathers.

This golden feather is a bit like the feather blade in Wang Daoyuan's Jinpeng Fighting Dragon.

Xuan Jiuxiao condensed a mass of spiritual power in his hand, turned into a few faint blue stars, and hit the golden feathers.

Ling Yu and Xingchen collided and disappeared.

The two simply tested, and the spells they cast were much more brilliant than the meteorite star fall.

After that, Zhou Jingyuan cast a few more metallic spells.

Xuan Jiuxiao also resolved them one by one. So far, Wang Daoyuan has not been able to see what his spiritual power is.

Every time Xuan Jiuxiao casts a spell, he casts something related to the stars.

Its spiritual power is somewhat similar to the water attribute, but it is obviously different.

The fortune-tellers of the Tianji Sect really know how to play tricks.

The two have neither injustice nor enmity, and there is no need to distinguish the winner.

It is just a simple spell competition, and no high-level spells and instruments are used.

After discussing for a quarter of an hour, Wang Daoyuan's consciousness completely recovered.

Xuan Jiuxiao and Zhou Jingyuan no longer continued to discuss,

Instead, it ended in a draw.

Zhou Jingyuan walked up to Wang Daoyuan and said with a smile, "Daoist friend is a talented person. If he can come to my Zhou Kingdom in the future, Zhou will definitely treat him as a guest."

This is blatantly digging the wall, and the face of the ancient palace master is a little ugly.

Wang Daoyuan said with a smile: "Your Highness's intentions are accepted by Wang Xingxin, but Wang Xingxin is only practicing, I am afraid that I will fail His Highness's good intentions."

Zhou Jingyuan said with some regret: "With the ability of Daoist friends, given time, the achievement will definitely not be under the real person who subdues demons.

With such a character, it is not a problem to start a school and establish a faction, it is Xiao Wang who is beyond his own power. "

Wang Daoyuan cupped his hands and said, "His Royal Highness is overrated."

After all, go to the center of the square.

Kui Jian also stepped forward, and the two saluted each other.

This guy is straight-minded, and directly wields a blue long sword.

Lightning flashes on the body of the sword, and the hilt is embossed with a Kui bull.

Kui Niu is like a bull and a dragon. It is a divine beast that controls thunder and lightning, and its strength is not weaker than that of dragon and phoenix.

There is a relief of Kui Niu on his natal instrument, so 80% of his Zifu vision is also related to Kui Niu.

In this way, Wang Daoyuan can't take advantage of the natal instruments.

Kuijian took the first shot, the long sword was suspended in front of him, blue light flashed on the sword body, and a phantom shadow of the long sword flashing with electric light slashed towards Wang Daoyuan.

Wang Daoyuan also summoned the white tiger blade, suspended in front of him, and two sword beams flew out, slashing towards Kuijian's long sword phantom.

The two sword beams were broken, and the phantom of the long sword also dissipated.

Kuijian held the long sword in both hands and slashed towards fellow Daoist Wang.

This time, there was no such thing as the sword glow and the long sword phantom, but a blue thunderbolt that flew out from the long sword.

Wang Daoyuan immediately cast the bell of the imperial sword, and dozens of long swords were formed by phantoms to give him a bell shape, protect him, and forcefully connect this thunder and lightning.

The power of the Imperial Demon Sword Bell is still pretty good. It has withstood the lightning attack, but only four or five long swords phantom shattered, which can be recovered at any time.

Kuijian smiled and said, "Daoist friends are very powerful, and it is meaningless to make small fights.

I'm going to unleash the strongest sword, fellow Daoist be careful. "

Before he finished speaking, the spiritual power in his body gathered on the long sword in his hand.

The long sword in his hand made a clanging sound, which was also mixed with thunder and beast roars.

The purple light between the eyebrows shone, and the same sound was also emitted.

This is the resonance of the Zifu, the thunder and the roar of the beast should be made by the Kui Niu.

Its purple mansion vision can make a sword cry, and it is not just a Kui Niu.

Wang Daoyuan did not dare to neglect, he integrated the massive spiritual power and the power of divine consciousness into the white tiger blade, and held the hilt of the sword with both hands.

A tiger roar sounded, all the power of the white tiger blade was released, and a domineering, majestic, and dangerous aura emanated.

In terms of momentum alone, the White Tiger Blade is not weaker than the opponent at all.

However, Wang Daoyuan did not dare to resonate with Zifu.

In front of Luo Jiuyou, he said that his vision was five demigods.

Now that the Zifu vision resonates with the white tiger blade, it is obvious to everyone that his Zifu vision has the divine beast, the white tiger.

At that time, it would be strange for Luo Jiuyou not to wear small shoes for himself.

He used the white tiger blade to cast the Heaven Slaying Sword, and after condensing the phantom of the giant sword more than a hundred feet long, he compressed the phantom to more than twenty feet long.

Soon, a phantom shadow of a long sword more than 20 feet long appeared in Kuijian's hand, which was exactly the same as his natal magic weapon.

This long sword phantom should be the true appearance of the Kui sword.

In this way, the vision of the purple palace of Kuijian should be exactly the same as its magic weapon, and it is also a long sword with a Kui bull embossed.

Authentic sword cultivators like him have been majoring in sword cultivating spells since the Qi training period.

At the foundation-building stage, they began to refine the prototypes of the natal instruments and cultivated them.

They have been dealing with swords since childhood, and when they opened up the Purple Mansion, they were most likely to have a vision of a long sword.

This kind of long sword vision is exactly the same as the body of the natal instrument and the dharma of the natal instrument, and the power can be integrated into one.

In Wang Daoyuan's situation, it can only be that the vision of the Zifu is in line with the law of the natal instrument, but not the instrument itself.

If the three cannot be integrated into one, the strength exerted will naturally be reduced.

After all, he was a sword cultivator who was a half-way monk. Without early training, he was destined to be only a half-daughter sword cultivator.

If you casually practice some sword repair spells, you can outperform the real sword repairer, and then the sword repairer has nothing to praise.

For Wang Daoyuan, the Way of Sword Cultivation is just an auxiliary method.

For Kuijian, it was all his hard work.

It was normal for Wang Daoyuan to be inferior to Kuijian in Jianxiu, and he did not expect to defeat Kuijian with the white tiger blade.

Both of them swung their long swords after accumulating their spiritual energy.

Not as Wang Daoyuan expected, Zhantianjian was directly cut off when it touched the shadow of Kuijian's long sword.

And the phantom of his long sword has only become much dimmed, and the speed of the split is also delayed.

Wang Daoyuan immediately controlled the basalt shield, transformed into a phantom of basalt, and protected himself.

His hands were not idle, and he began to cast Wutu Shenlei.

Long before he came to the Shenbing Pavilion, he had transformed all the spiritual power of his entire body, and he had no special attributes at all.

When he uses Wutu Shenlei, he is not afraid that someone will see the problem of his practice.

At this time, Wang Daoyuan's Wutu Shenlei can do three shots with one breath, and its power is also twenty times that of the third-order low-grade Ruijin Divine Sword Talisman.

No matter how powerful this sword is, the Kui sword is only a cultivator in the early period of Zifu.

One by one, the gods and thunders of Wutu were hit, and as long as there were enough numbers, they would always be able to break his sword.

The Wutu Divine Thunder smashed into the shadow of the long sword and burst open, constantly consuming the power of his sword and slowing down the speed of his sword's fall.

More than three breaths of time passed, and the long sword phantom suffered ten rounds of Wutu Shenlei before it fell on the Xuanwu phantom.

Xuanwu phantom did not hold up for many meetings, and was quickly defeated.

The phantom of Kuijian's long sword also shattered along with the phantom. This sword was stubbornly followed by Wang Daoyuan.

Wang Daoyuan once again condensed a thunderbolt of Wutu Shenlei, and the Kuijian had exhausted all its strength.

He was a little unbelievable: "One sword can break everything, why did I fail to defeat you with the sword I used with all my strength?"

Wang Daoyuan smiled and said, "One sword can break all methods, why can't all methods break one sword?"