Fighting the Supreme Realm

"How dare I! Master Zhen Jian is a genius, and Xiao is just an unknown person. I am overestimating my ability and want to ask Master Zhen Jian for some advice. How can it be a challenge?" Xiao Yan smiled faintly.

"Humph, do you think I can't get rid of you in the name of asking for advice? Childish! This young master will comply with your request and pretend to fail to get rid of you!"

Thinking of this, Zhen Jian's eyes slowly softened: "I didn't expect that the Xiao clan leader is so loyal to his friends. Well, Zhen Jian will do as you wish, you three can go together!"

Jing Wuchen couldn't listen anymore and couldn't help shaking his head.

"Humph!" Long Yi snorted contemptuously, his childish face full of disdain.

Xiao Yan still smiled faintly: "No, I can do it alone."

"What? Did I hear it right? He said he wanted to challenge the young master alone?"

"How is this possible? That's purely courting death!"

"Does he think that three people are dead, and one person is also dead, and he wants to sacrifice one to save the others?"

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There was an uproar in the field. Everyone on Zhen Jian's side looked at Xiao Yan in disbelief, not understanding where Xiao Yan's confidence came from.

Zhen Jian waved his hand, and the field immediately returned to silence.

"Are you sure?"

Zhen Jian looked at Xiao Yan with a little more sneer in his eyes, and his murderous intent grew stronger.

Seeing everyone's astonishment, Xiao Yan rolled his eyes helplessly, and then nodded.

"Okay, very good. In that case, that's great." Zhen Jian's eyes were about to spit fire, but his tone was lukewarm, "But, in the competition, swords have no eyes, you have to be careful."

"Thank you for the reminder!" Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled coldly, "You should be careful too."

"Please!"

Zhen Jian's eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness, and he took a big step forward.

Xiao Yan also took two steps and looked into Zhen Jian's eyes.

The two people confronting each other, one dressed in white, carrying a white scabbard on his back; the other dressed in black, holding a blue-gray Sky Fire Eternal Ruler. The sparks in the eyes of the two collided in the air, and the invisible aura forced the people around to retreat several steps before they could stand firm. The two did not move at all; two more rays of light shot out, and everyone hurriedly took the initiative to retreat. When the rays of light met, Xiao Yan's momentum became stronger, but Zhen Jian's feet were slightly unstable.

"Since the Xiao clan is affiliated with the Zhen family, this young master will let you see the unique skills of the Zhen family!"

After two consecutive momentum battles, Zhen Jian did not gain an advantage, but was slightly at a disadvantage. Zhen Jian's heart was slightly trembling, and the long sword that had been carried behind him came out of the sheath with a "clang".

"Are you going to use the rumored Zhen family's 'imperial nine swords'?"

Xiao Yan's heart moved when he heard this, and his eyes fell on the long sword that Jing Wuchen had always ridiculed as being pretentious, and his face was a little solemn.

Zhen Jian's long sword was pale gold, four feet and eight inches long and about an inch wide. The whole sword was simple and unadorned, but there was a king's domineering aura emanating from the sword, and there was a hazy sharp aura flowing on the blade.

"This is the 'Hao Sword', one of the best swords in the Zhen family's collection."

Zhen Jian's left hand ran his fingers over the sword, as if he was talking to himself, introducing it to Xiao Yan, and even showing off.

"What a great sword!"

Jing Wuchen glanced at the flying knife in his hand, and had no doubt that the flying knife would break at the touch of this sword. He thought that a first-class family was a first-class family, and their foundation was different.

"Since entering the Killing Blood Cave, the Hao Sword has rarely been unsheathed, but the young master's sword has been unsheathed at the beginning. Is it too high of Xiao Yan?"

A guard was puzzled.

"This just shows that the young master has a very good character and does not despise his opponent because he is weak."

Someone immediately flattered and explained.

Xiao Yan sneered faintly. Only he knew that Zhen Jian's sword was not drawn to show off the "Nine Swords of the Imperial Extreme", but because he felt pressure during the confrontation between the two just now.

Zhen Jian stared at Xiao Yan without blinking, and his dark eyes, the same color as the night sky, were cold and bright. He waved his right hand holding the golden sword in the air, and the surging fighting spirit poured into the golden sword, making the golden sword emit a series of "buzzing" sounds.

At the same time as the golden sword was buzzing, a thick layer of golden light bloomed from the sword body and covered Zhen Jian's body, like a thin layer of golden armor wrapped around Zhen Jian, which was the sword energy into armor.

This sword can actually combine attack and defense, and it is worthy of being the best sword in the Zhen family's collection!

Xiao Yan's eyes, narrowed into slits, flashed with a warlike brilliance, and the Sky Fire Eternal Ruler in his hand pointed at Zhen Jian from a distance. The blue-gray flame burned more and more on it, and even the air was burned with a "hissing" sound.

"So there is a skyfire, no wonder he dares to be so arrogant. Unfortunately, arrogance depends on the target!" Seeing the flame of Xiao Yan's Skyfire Eternal Ruler, Zhen Jian immediately realized it, his eyes became colder, and an extremely fierce aura rose from his body. "The first move of the Nine Swords of the Imperial Extreme!" With a low shout, the golden armor on Zhen Jian's body became more brilliant. When his feet suddenly stepped on the ground, Zhen Jian's shoulders slightly lifted up, his figure had already swept into the air, and then swooped down like a vulture, with the sword in his hand bringing up a sharp sword light, fiercely slashing at Xiao Yan who was motionless. Before the sword arrived, the sword wind had already raised countless dust on the ground, and there was a "crackling" sound where the sharp sword slashed. The power of a sword is so strong, it is really worthy of being the "Nine Swords of the Imperial Extreme" of the Zhen family. Xiao Yan watched all this coldly, a sharp gleam as sharp as a knife suddenly flashed in his deep eyes. The Skyfire Eternal Ruler in his hand was slowly raised, and wisps of blue-grey flames were about to emerge from the heavy ruler and merge into the already burning flames.

Feeling the hot and tyrannical aura of the Eternal Ancient Ruler of Heavenly Fire, Zhen Jian's hand holding the sword tightened subconsciously, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, fighting spirit surged out, and the sword light became a little sharper.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”

The Haojian and the Heavenly Fire Eternal Ruler collided, making bursts of metal collision sounds.

One sword was about to kill him, but when Zhen Jian's shoulders were shaking, another sword came up again. The first move was a continuous one, trying to break through Xiao Yan's defense.

Xiao Yan snorted coldly in his heart, and his fighting spirit instantly increased sharply. He held the ruler in his right hand and returned to block, blocking all Zhen Jian's attacks.

In this round, no one seemed to have the upper hand, but everyone was keenly aware that Xiao Yan only took a small step back, while Zhen Jian did somersaults in the air to eliminate the remaining force of the impact.

Although this was because Zhen Jian was in mid-air and had no leverage point, Xiao Yan's strength was far beyond everyone's expectation, and everyone on Zhen Jian's side was a little stunned.

Zhen Jian felt it more directly. At this time, his arms were still slightly sore and numb, and the Hao Jian in his hand was also trembling slightly.

Zhen Jian's figure fell, and his face suddenly turned pale. Although I had heard a little bit about Xiao Yan's deeds in the past, because of his extraordinary talent and the intensive cultivation by the head of the Zhen family, how could he take a small Xiao clan leader seriously? Moreover, he looked down on Xiao Yan from the bottom of his heart and believed that Xiao Yan's approach to Zhen Ni and his friendship with Zhen Ni was just to gain a high position in the Zhen family. Such a person who wanted to take shortcuts would not be able to achieve anything in cultivation.

Unexpectedly, not only did he not take advantage of his momentum today, but he also failed to defeat Xiao Yan in the first move of the "Nine Emperor Swords" after the fight. On the contrary, Xiao Yan did not use any fighting skills. He defeated the first form of his "Nine Emperor Swords" with just his fighting spirit. This result made it difficult for him to let go in front of everyone.

"Is this the famous 'Nine Emperor Swords'?"

The corner of Xiao Yan's mouth curled up in a slight mockery, and his meaning of "I think it's just that" was clearly revealed.

"Just now it was just the starting move of the 'Nine Emperor Swords'. How long do you think you can get away with it?"

Xiao Yan's expression made Zhen Jian even more furious. He activated the fighting energy in his body again, and Hao Jian's golden light was immediately stronger than before.

"The Nine Emperor Swords, Second Style!"

Zhen Jian stepped forward with the soles of his feet, the sword shook slightly and drew a strange arc.

In an instant, Hao Jian came out of his hand, and a golden sword shadow clung to the ground and shot out towards Xiao Yan. With a harsh sound of breaking through the air, it burned a black mark on the mountain road where it passed.

"It's much more powerful than the first form. Unfortunately, the strength and speed are not quite as good."

The confrontation just now greatly boosted Xiao Yan's confidence, and he swung the heavy ruler without any fancy, intending to directly shoot down the incoming Haojian.

"Hmph, do you think that this young master will be so stupid that he won't be able to fight with you again?"

Zhen Jian sneered and pointed his ten fingers in the air. The Hao Jian, which was about to be hit by the Heavenly Fire Eternal Ancient Ruler, suddenly split into two and turned into two sword shadows flying past the left and right sides of the ruler.

"The sword moves swiftly and swiftly, and the mighty sword divides the moon, change it for me!"

Zhen Jian's handprint changed again, and the two sword shadows turned into ten golden crescent moon sword lights that were difficult to distinguish in the air, forming a sword net covering Xiao Yan.

The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, accompanied by the bright moonlight. Xiao Yan only felt that his eyes were a little dazzled, and it was difficult to judge the trajectory of Hao Jian for a while.

"Let's avoid the edge for now."

Without any hesitation, Xiao Yan stepped quickly into the void, and immediately used the movement technique "Feng Guo Wuhen". (To be continued.!)