Chapter 219 Kendo·Junting
“Old Ji!”
Seeing Chen Junting's sword strike, Jing Ziyan was okay at first because she had full confidence in Ji Juechen. But when she discovered that Ji Juechen was frozen in place and didn't move at all, she instantly became nervous!
The soul ring flickered, and the soul skills were thrown out desperately.
Purple smoke surged toward the sword blade, trying to slow it down.
At the same time, Jing Ziyan suddenly flew out, and a powerful purple light suddenly burst out from his body. It was a sixth-level soul shield.
Obviously, he wanted to bear Chen Junting's sword for Ji Juechen.
But there was a ripple in the space, and a flash of black light. Gu Tianchen blocked her in front. With a wave of his hand, the door to the void opened, swallowing up all the purple smoke.
"Sister, you'd better not get involved in this subtle fight. If you stop me, it won't be a good thing for your boyfriend."
As he said that, Gu Tianchen, as if he had predicted it, several bone spurs emerged from the ground and blocked Jing Ziyan's attack.
This solid defense instantly brought Jing Ziyan back to her senses in a hurry. "Lao Ji is not my boyfriend yet."
After subconsciously retorting, Jing Ziyan turned her gaze in Ji Juechen's direction. Above his head, he saw that the Seven Killing Sword had not fallen, as if waiting for something.
However, the momentum he exuded was constantly oppressing him.
Chen Junting stood quietly on the spot, the sword blade hanging between Ji Juechen's eyebrows. Looking at his silence, he didn't take any action for a long time.
Ji Juechen stood there so quietly, but his whole body was covered with a faint layer of gray. At this time, he no longer felt like a human being, but more like a statue.
And his aura has completely disappeared.
It is the same as Chen Junting in the state of unity between man and sword.
But as time went by, a strong sense of crisis spread from this statue into the spiritual sea of Chenjun Pavilion.
Without any warning, Ji Juechen suddenly opened his eyes.
A flash of gray flashed in his eyes!
Looking at the right time, Chen Junting drew back his sword and regained his strength.
The illusory figure behind him also slowly dissipated, and the terrifying sword intent just now disappeared with the wind, as if it was just an illusion.
Ji Juechen put away his sword and cupped his fists, "Thank you very much."
There was rarely any other expression on that stern face.
"Congratulations on entering the union of man and sword."
Chen Junting naturally accepted it as a matter of course, and expressed congratulations to him while caressing him with both hands. Then he continued: "Also, did you successfully realize your own field just now? Can you tell me the name of your field?"
It was just a name, so Ji Juechen would naturally not refuse.
Sword Fanatic's Domain: Silence.
But this silence is a lonely silence.
Chen Junting nodded slightly, recalling the "silence" of the realm he had just noticed. His heart was also touched, and it happened that Ji Juechen's next words touched his heart.
"Please taste my next area."
"Just what I wanted." Chen Junting smiled slightly.
"Just let me test your power in the sword-crazy realm."
Ji Juechen said nothing, raised his sword and swung it down.
A gray light swept out like a bolt. There was no soul power fluctuation at the moment it appeared, not even a trace of ripple, as if it was just a faint gray light and shadow.
But where the light and shadow passed, a thin black line was pulled open, and the space where it passed has been cut open.
The moment Ji Juechen swung his sword, the aura emitted by Chen Junting instantly converged, and the two realms completely dissipated. Instead, there are many completely different but harmonious breaths, such as mountains, rivers and abyss, and even more like the surging wind and thunder.
This meaning is condensed on the sword body.
Like an ever-changing aura, a sword fell, seemingly light and breezy, but it just blocked the gray color that struck instantly.
Everyone's eyes are fixed on this moment,
For fear of missing even half a point.
"Buzz——"
"Qiang——"
Two completely different sword sounds erupted!
After they separated, Ji Juechen stood in his original position with a puzzled look on his face, "You just withheld your hand." Chen Junting stood with his sword in hand, but his intention did not dissipate.
But the sword energy on Ji Juechen's sword was split apart. If Chen Junting hadn't stopped his hand just now, the iron sword would have been shattered that day.
"That sword of yours is a good sword, it would be a pity to destroy it."
In fact, the Meteor Iron Sword itself is not as good as those advanced sword-type soul tools. But in Chen Junting's opinion, the Tianwai Meteor Iron Sword, which blended with his martial soul, was more suitable for Ji Juechen than any other soul guide. It would be a shame if it was ruined just like that.
"That's right."
The emotion towards the Meteor Iron Sword flashed across his eyes, but the battle between the two did not stop.
He suddenly raised his right hand, and suddenly, a gray sword energy appeared across the sky, rising up in the air like a storm, turning into a three-meter-long sword-shaped light and shadow, and flew straight towards Chenjun Pavilion.
On Chen Junting's side, the sword intent just erupted again.
Gently raising his hand, the sword energy was like raindrops all over the sky, and the phantom of a huge Seven Killing Sword shot straight into the sky from behind, but it made people feel like a dream, as if they were in nature.
Immediately afterwards, an unparalleled arrogance burst out from him, as if he was dominating the world. The swords flashed and rustled, turning into dragons and phoenixes.
One on the left and one on the right, attached to the shadow of the Seven Killing Sword.
"You are forced to come without freedom,
The power of dragon Xiang and phoenix Zhu is difficult to control.
The hall is full of flowers and three thousand guests are drunk,
A sword freezes fourteen states. "
"Buzz——"
Under the sound of the sword, a light shout broke the air!
“——Kendo·Junting!”
…
"This move of yours is also an original one."
Ji Juechen's eyes flickered, and his tone was unusually sure.
"The rough work of two years of traveling."
Chen Junting nodded slightly and took Ji Juechen's meteorite iron sword from Ji Juechen's hand. Dense fracture marks appeared on the sword's body. Even if Chen Junting had already withdrawn his strength at the end, the material of the Heavenly Meteor Iron Sword alone was already unbearable.
"You are so humble."
Jing Ziyan looked at the devastated ground and couldn't help but complain. Fortunately, this is not the academy's territory, otherwise if we fight like this, we don't know how many gold soul coins we have to pay.
In response to this, Chen Junting chuckled and said nothing.
He only focused on the movements of his hands and secretly laid out the formation. Under the stunned gazes of Ji Juechen and the other two men, the Tianwai Meteor Iron Sword seemed to be in the volcanic lava, reshaping in a state that seemed to be melting but not melting.
"No, give it back to you."
Ji Juechen took it and said, "Thank you very much."
"No need to thank me. But I still advise you to find a good blacksmith and let him re-forge your sword. Otherwise, it will be difficult for this sword to accompany you to the end."
Ji Juechen nodded, indicating that he understood.
At this time, he took his eyes away from the sword and asked.
"Are you from Shrek too?"
"Didn't Yuhao tell you?" Chen Junting raised his eyebrows when he heard this. But Ji Juechen shook his head and responded, "I haven't asked him. I only know that he is Shrek's exchange student."
At this time, Huo Yuhao stepped forward and gave an explanation. "Actually, I am a disciple of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect first, and then a student of Shrek."
"So that's it..."
Ji Juechen's eyes flashed with light, seeming to move.
Chen Junting was not polite and directly extended an olive branch.
"If you are willing to join our sect, then our Nine Treasure Glazed Sect is more than happy to do so. Moreover, our sect has inherited many sword martial soul masters for thousands of years, related combat skills, self-created soul skills, and other The insights are countless.”
"really!"
"You have no joke."
Seeing Ji Juechen's light flashing, Jing Ziyan, who knew Ji Juechen, probably knew where he would settle down in the future.
(End of chapter)