Chapter 78 Crush
In addition, he also wore a vest as thin as a cicada's wings, made of strange material, and his supersensory knowledge showed that it was extremely tough.
He speculated that this layer of vest should be able to withstand gang energy and swords.
Compared to him, I looked very shabby.
There is neither a flying knife nor a precious armor, how can he look like a prince?
He was born as a prince and had peerless qualifications. He was the true successor of Wentianya and a close disciple of the Imperial Master. No one in the entire Dazhen had such a halo as him.
It's no wonder that Cheng Tianfeng's mentality is inflated and unscrupulous. Even in Dajing, he still acts willfully and dares to touch the prince's woman.
In his opinion, he and he were indeed very different.
He is also a prince, and his qualifications are not bad, but he is not valued by the emperor, and the palace is not strong enough. He has no strong support. In addition, he has joined the Ministry of Rites, so he is timid and afraid of getting into trouble.
That's why he ignores himself so much and tramples on his dignity.
After Cheng Tianfeng stumbled to the ground, a smile appeared on his face. He suppressed the boiling murderous intention and chuckled: "You can actually break through my physical skills, I admire you!"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "What kind of unique skill is this movement of Wentianya?"
The Supervision Department has yet to find out what kind of martial arts Wentianya has. Wentianya has always been very secretive about his martial arts and has kept silent about it.
Now is a good time to ask.
"Wen Tian Jiubu," Cheng Tianfeng nodded: "There are very few people in the world who can break this body technique. Brother Chu is indeed extraordinary. Come again!"
He smiled calmly, showing no trace of the boiling murderous intent in his heart.
But among the people present, the Grand Masters all had keen intuitions and could vaguely sense his murderous intention.
But none of them felt it as deeply as Chu Zhiyuan.
The great masters were not surprised.
When fighting with others, it is inevitable to have murderous intentions. This is a normal reaction to take action, but reason often comes into play at critical moments and can determine whether to kill or not.
Having the intention to kill is not the same thing as committing a murder.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Brother Cheng has reservations because he feels that I am not worthy of you, Brother Cheng, can you do it with all your strength?"
Cheng Tianfeng's face darkened and he said solemnly: "Brother Chu, be careful, I'm going to take it seriously!"
He spun his feet, and his figure drew a strange arc, drifting diagonally towards Chu Zhiyuan, and a clear light shone from the tip of the sword.
He cursed in his mind as he drew his sword.
If Tian Yin Jue is present, Tian Yin Sword Technique can cooperate with it to make the sword invisible. Even if it is not invisible for fear of shocking the world, the flickering shadow of the sword can confuse the mind.
Now that Tian Yinjue was injured, the Tian Yin Sword Technique that he had spent so much effort in cultivating suddenly lost its power, which was like breaking one of his arms.
Chu Zhiyuan thrust out his sword lightly.
The blade of the sword is light and elegant, as if it was done with ease.
But the tip of the sword instantly pierced Cheng Tianfeng's sword shadow all over the sky, and appeared on his chest, still in Tian Yinjue's position.
"Ding..." Tian Yinjue rang again, then turned into pieces and fell to the ground.
Tian Yinjue is so strong that if it weren't for the vast power contained in Chu Zhiyuan's sword, it wouldn't be broken even if it was thrown hard, and it wouldn't be broken by an ordinary sword.
Tian Yinjue fell to the ground, but Cheng Tianfeng flew out, almost reaching the entrance of the palace.
Chu Zhiyuan returned the sword, shook his head and said with a smile: "Brother Cheng, why don't you use all your strength?"
Cheng Tianfeng's left-hand sword has not yet been used, and it is still using the same sword technique as before, and it no longer poses a threat.
So I didn't use all my strength.
He really wanted to know how powerful the true disciples of Wentianya, who were also in the ninth level of the Xiantian Realm, could exert.
Cheng Tianfeng had been favored since he was a child, and the training he received was far better than his own.
After entering Wentian Cliff, needless to say, the secrets of extraordinary skills are just like entering the Mingwu Palace. You will definitely be blessed with heavenly materials and earthly treasures, but you don't have to perform meritorious service in exchange for them.
Of course, he also had many adventures, as well as the emperor's secret support.
But the time is too short, it should be far inferior to him.
But in everyone's ears, they felt that these words were too irritating.
He couldn't help but laugh.
……
Cheng Tianfeng staggered back and almost stepped on the threshold of the hall. He gritted his teeth secretly and stared at the broken Tian Yinjue who fell to the ground.
Why is this damn Chu Zhiyuan so powerful?
He was already strong enough. He had taken Jiuli Bear Gallbladder since he was a child and was extremely powerful, but he seemed weak and powerless in front of Chu Zhiyuan.
The difference is too huge.
This Chu Zhiyuan is not only powerful, but also as fast as lightning. He is truly a monster!
But there is no invincible martial arts in the world, and there are always ways to defeat it. The way to deal with a monster like this is to use skill to defeat clumsiness, and use slowness to beat fastness.
"Come again!"
He floated up and slowly came towards Chu Zhiyuan, as if a white cloud floated in front of him, and drew his sword lightly.
The swordsmanship has changed drastically.
The original shadowy figure has become light and elegant, without a trace of fireworks. Instead, it looks like a person dancing with a sword alone under the moon.
Chu Zhiyuan was slightly disturbed. A ray of coolness suddenly drifted over Qingying Sword, suppressing the strange movements in his heart.
This sword technique actually has the effect of confusing the mind!
He was stunned and did not draw his sword. He seemed to be deep in thought. He looked at the light sword light with a confused expression and watched the sword light approaching him.
Everyone on the outside is not affected.
Chu Zhiyao's face changed slightly, and he wanted to slap the case to wake up Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Mingxuan also felt that it was inappropriate and was about to shout when he saw Chu Zhiyuan suddenly thrust out his sword lightly and accurately hit Tian Yinjue's original position again.
"Tsk!" The sword tip had already struck before the sound came out.
Chu Zhiyuan discovered that the third level of bone refining in the Dragon Transformation Art had a particularly huge improvement in speed and strength, far surpassing the effects of meridians and orifices.
This change is like a child turning into a strong adolescent boy. The improvement is all-round and crushing.
Cheng Tianfeng flew out again.
This time, without Tian Yinjue's resistance, Baojia faced the sword tip directly. Although the true energy contained in the sword tip was removed, it could not remove the tyrannical power.
Cheng Tianfeng flew ten feet away as if being hit by a giant tree, and landed at the entrance of the hall again, where he was blocked by the high threshold.
His blood surged, and he almost wanted to vomit blood, but he swallowed it forcefully.
If you spit out this mouthful of blood, it means losing this competition.
I haven't been able to show off all my abilities yet, and I still have a chance to make a comeback, so I can't just admit defeat!
He roared in his heart, and without waiting for Chu Zhiyuan to speak, he shot at Chu Zhiyuan again: "Come again!"
He no longer cared to think about why Chu Zhiyuan was not affected by his sword skills, he just wanted to stab Chu Zhiyuan to death with one sword.
He was in mid-air, and a brilliant light burst out from the tip of the sword, and then spread to the sword body. When it hit Chu Zhiyuan, the entire sword flashed with light.
The long sword drew a line and arrived in front of Chu Zhiyuan in an instant.
Chu Zhiyuan's eyebrows were raised.
"Jian Gang!" Chu Zhiyao let out a low shout.
Cheng Tianfeng can actually produce a sword sword that can only be used by masters at the master level.
The power is naturally enough to crush the Xiantian realm masters.
Although the fourth brother can break Gang Qi, can he block such a pure sword Gang?
"Jiangang!"
"Jiangang!"
Everyone with martial arts skills in the hall stared wide-eyed, worried for Chu Zhiyuan.
This kind of miraculous skill that transcends realms can only be achieved by the world's top wizards. Is Chu Zhiyuan also such a wizard?
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Brother Cheng, you finally showed your true skills!"
As he spoke, he thrust out his sword lightly.
The tip of the sword was also bright and burning, with a faint sword glow.
"It's Jian Gang again!"
Someone shouted low and looked at Chu Zhiyuan in admiration.
"Boom!" The tip of the sword collided with the tip of the sword, and the sound was thunder.
The collision of the thin sword tips was like the collision of two wild waves, with the potential to shake the earth and the mountains, the air in the hall shook, and the strong wind howled.
Several great masters flicked their sleeves and eliminated most of the strong wind.
Everyone was dressed in fancy clothes, especially the female relatives, with fluttering colorful clothes and fragrant fragrance.
They opened their eyes wide and looked into the field, only to see Chu Zhiyuan standing there, but Cheng Tianfeng was nowhere to be seen.
"Huh?"
"Where are the people?"
Everyone couldn't help but look left and right.
Chu Zhiyuan put back the two flying knives he had obtained casually into his sleeves.
The two small flying knives were as thin as cicada wings, almost invisible, but their texture was heavy and cold, as if they were made of ice.
The sword gang and the sword gang caused a collision of gang qi. The power contained in the gang qi was powerful, just like the explosives in the previous life. A small amount can explode with astonishing power.
Chu Zhiyuan returned the sword to its sheath, clasped his fists and bowed to everyone, and finally looked at the Eagle Prince.
Prince Ying sighed and nodded: "The Fourth Prince is good at cultivation!"
"Accept." Chu Zhiyuan said, "Brother Cheng, it doesn't matter."
After all, he is protected by the treasure armor, so the Qingying Sword can't hurt him yet.
I didn't expect to hurt him physically. Even if I could break through the armor, there was still a great master watching.
So the most important thing is to severely damage his soul.
It would be great if he could be completely destroyed.
(End of chapter)