Volume 2 Whose Era Chapter 39: Master Huang Long
For those who are waiting anxiously, every breath is a torture, but for those who are immersed in regulating their breathing, six hours pass in the blink of an eye.
"The time has come, please prepare to enter the final trial." Shi Mei said lightly.
"Your opponent is the previous headmaster of Qionghua Sect, Master Huanglong. He is recognized as the most brilliant and talented person in the history of Qionghua Sect."
"Since the formation was built 13,000 years ago, the number of people who have passed the final trial is 0."
"First, it was the genius who entered the sect, then the head of a peak, then the traitor of Qionghua, and finally it is the turn of the head of Qionghua? "
Wang Chen felt like he was facing a sect alone.
"What kind of emperor's trial is this? It's clearly strangling a genius in the cradle." He gritted his teeth.
Because of the misunderstanding that Shi Mei was offline just now, he suddenly felt like bleeding in the heart of the headmaster.
Shi Mei's figure gradually faded.
The trial formation slowly transformed into a huge flat square. A faint white mist floated under the feet. Nine white jade dragon pillars towered into the clouds, standing in the center of the square.
Wang Chen looked at the flat stone slab under his feet, which was ten meters long and wide. Because the square was so huge, people felt insignificant.
Deep in the clouds, a figure slowly approached.
His face was lowered, his long hair was disheveled, but he raised his eyes and stared at Wang Chen. He was wearing an ordinary gray-white cloth robe with his sleeves rolled up, and looked very energetic.
What caught the eye was the long sword in his hand, which was as smooth as white jade, with several gems arranged in the shape of seven stars. The faint sword energy flowed, causing the air to fluctuate.
The new leader of Qionghua Sect is Zhenjun Huanglong.
“After five nirvanas, I can still make it to the final trial. It seems that it’s time to change the trial formation of my Qionghua Sect.” True Monarch Huanglong spoke lightly, using the ancient immortal language.
boom!
His breath shook, and a transparent energy burst out in the air, blowing away the white mist around him.
Nine Nirvanas!
Although Wang Chen was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help being shocked at this moment.
Long Xiao, the chief captain under Young Master Tian, has reached the ninth level of Nirvana, but he is already over 25 years old.
However, the True Lord Huanglong in front of him was the same age as Wang Chen, that is, eighteen years old.
He reached the ninth Nirvana seven years earlier than Long Xiao!
However, this seemingly fair method of determining the trial opponent according to bone age is most suitable for cultivators who have been cultivating with spiritual medicines since their mother's womb.
This is extremely unfair to a cultivator like Wang Chen who changed his career path late.
Although there seems to be only a difference of three realms between the two, for the most talented genius in the cultivation world, it would take at least five to ten years to cross these three realms.
boom!
The blood-red murderous aura rushed straight up to the sky, illuminating the entire sky red.
Six Paths Sword Technique, Shura Path!
Facing a master like Huanglong Zhenjun, any meaningless testing and reservation would be in vain, so he directly entered the battle using the Shura Way, trying to find the right opportunity in the fierce attack, instantly transforming into the True Immortal state, waiting for an opportunity to severely damage Huanglong Zhenjun.
whoosh!
A bloody afterimage flashed, as fast as wind and lightning, and instantly appeared beside Master Huanglong.
The golden sword broke through the air and the wind and stabbed out at an incredible angle and terrifying speed.
At the same time, another broadsword drew a mysterious semicircle and slashed over.
Double slash!
Dangdangdang…
The two men came into close combat in an instant, and within a few blinks of an eye, all that could be heard was the continuous sound of two swords clashing like raindrops falling.
Sparks flew and the sword light was dazzling.
Extremely dazzling.
As the two men advanced and retreated, the sword energy was maintained within a very small space.
Occasionally a bit of white mist floated up and was instantly decomposed by a bit of sharp sword energy, decomposed, and decomposed again.
This is equivalent to both sides walking in a rain of swords. If they are not careful, they will be seriously injured by the sword energy.
"Your cultivation is not good, but your understanding of swordsmanship is acceptable."
Amidst the violent storm, True Monarch Huanglong was strolling leisurely in the garden, speaking lightly.
You must know that with the mutual confirmation of the Six Paths Sword Art and the Qiankun Sword Art, no one at the same level can compare with Wang Chen in swordsmanship.
Although he was only evaluated as being okay, Wang Chen did not lose his temper at all, because True Lord Huanglong was qualified.
“However, it is only your swordsmanship that is acceptable. Let me show you the real sword techniques. Huh!” True Lord Huanglong shouted loudly, and the Seven-Star White Jade Sword in his hand hit the long sword in Wang Chen’s hand accurately and quickly.
bite!
A sharp and crisp sound of collision was heard. Even more intense than the sound of swords ringing was the collision of the true energy of the two swords.
His arm went numb, and Wang Chen felt a ball of true energy at the tip of his sword explode. A sharp sword intent surged into his body like a tide, as if thousands of long swords were piercing into his body. The severe pain made him groan, and his whole body stiffened.
Bang!
The opponent's palm, which followed him like a shadow, hit his chest with a bang, and he was knocked out like a cannonball.
boom!
The hard white jade dragon pillar was knocked down by him, revealing a huge hole.
“It can be seen that your swordsmanship is very profound, but your usage is too superficial. Not to mention that you have only reached the fifth nirvana stage, even if your cultivation level is the same as mine, you will definitely lose.” True Lord Huanglong said coldly.
Simple usage? Wang Chen frowned, trying to ponder the deeper meaning.
Buzz! A stream of snow-white sword energy shot out and flew towards him. He moved and disappeared on the spot.
Bang. A bottomless sword mark appeared where Wang Chen had just fallen.
Buzz! The air kept exploding.
The snow-white sword energy continued to fly, cutting through the air, creating ripples in the air, and gradually formed a vortex of sword energy that drew Wang Chen in.
White Dragon Sword, Thousand Dragon Fangs!
True Lord Huanglong danced with his sword in the air, the long sword in his hand changed into different trajectories, the sword energy intertwined, the trajectories were mysterious, unexpectedly...
"He actually integrated the swordsmanship into the sword energy!" Wang Chen's eyes flashed with surprise.
Is it the sword technique of sword energy, or the sword energy of sword technique? He couldn't tell.
This was a usage that Wang Chen had never thought of before.
Drink! He drank loudly.
He swung the two swords in his hands, and endless white sword energy was facing him.
Ding ding ding ding!
The Six Paths Swords and the snow-white sword energy continued to collide, sparks flew everywhere, and the sword energy covered the sky.
This was the first time that Wang Chen, supported by the Shura Sword Technique, fell into an embarrassing defensive position.
Can't see, can't see...
In the endless rain of swords, Wang Chen tried his best to see the appearance of Master Huanglong clearly. He understood that it was very dangerous to let the enemy out of sight during a battle.
However, the sword energy was so powerful that even his consciousness seemed to be torn into pieces.
Bang bang bang!
The six swords trembled slightly, blocking one sword energy after another.
However, the aftermath of the sword energy penetrated into his body .
Like a steel knife scraping across the meridians.
It was extremely painful, and the pain was so clear that it seemed to pierce his consciousness.
"Haven't you heard the saying, 'If you defend for too long, you will eventually break through!'" Master Huanglong's faint voice came, followed by an even more fierce sword energy.
Ding! Ding! Two crisp sounds.
Wang Chen's two swords were swept away, revealing his flaws.
The rich sword energy shield suddenly lit up.
The art of wielding the sword, the art of mastering the hundred methods!
Bang! The moment the light shield lit up, it shattered into countless light spots, and Wang Chen was knocked out again.
"The only person who entered the final trial in ten thousand years disappointed me." True Monarch Huanglong sighed, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
clang!
A sword energy suddenly flew from where Wang Chen fell, and True Lord Huanglong dodged sideways.
This is... He was slightly stunned.
It was this brief moment of astonishment.
The air kept clanging, clanging... countless sword energies were flying towards us like raindrops, covering the sky and the earth.
Just like his Thousand Dragon Fangs just now!
