The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 93: The sky is full of sparks asking if you can do it

Those's meaning is very clear, but He Zhan disagrees.

Zhuo Rusui just stops at random, and he feels like a world of heaven and earth. It's not too strong.

Jing Jiu's realm has stagnated for nearly ten years, so where is his opponent?

Shuiyue'an girl looked at Tongyan and asked: "What do you think of Tongyan son?"

Tong Yan is a master of chess, unparalleled intelligence, and natural vision.

He Zhan also looked at him, wondering what he thought of him, such as how long Jing Jiu could last.

Tong Yan didn't even think about it, and said, "Of course Jing Jiu won."

He Zhan was very puzzled, and the girl in Shuiyue'an was also surprised-Zhuo Ru was in retreat since he was a child, and entered the wild state at such a young age. Zhao Layue is even better. No matter how talented Jing Jiu is in kendo, how can he bridge the gap between the realms of the two sides?

Bai Zao seriously asked: "Why do you have more confidence than me?"

Tong Yan was silent for a while, and said: "Because Jing Jiu's computing power is the best in the world, if he doesn't have the confidence to win, he won't show up at all."

This inference is very logical, at least it sounds reasonable.

After the game of Meihui, Jing Jiu's computing power shocked the entire continent. If he was not sure, why would he agree to a battle with Zhuo Rusui?

The girl from Shuiyue'an was a little dissatisfied, and asked Se Se why she was so optimistic about Jing Jiu.

Sese said: "It's very simple, because that person has never been willing to lose in doing things."

He Zhan thought about the story of Jing Jiu over the years, and found that it seems to be true,

Sese looked at the two figures in the valley, suddenly laughed, and said, "The Green Mountain Sect really likes to play this set."

He Zhan and others followed his line of sight.

The night is getting darker, the stars are getting stronger, the valley is plated with silver, and the view becomes clearer.

Zuo Rusui drooped his eyelids, hugged his arms, and looked at the ground.

Jing Jiu carried his hands on his back, looking at the woods on the cliff.

Like two travelers who strayed into the valley.

They didn't know each other.

Tired walking alone.

A person also has the leisure and fun of enjoying the scenery.

He Zhan agreed with Sese's statement and nodded and said: "If you don't accept it, just take this. It's too much to pretend."

Bai Zao remembered the scene of the escape from the snowy field that Xiang Wan Shu and others later reported, and he smiled and thought, and it did mean something like this.

Shuiyue'an girl suddenly widened her eyes and said, "Are they going to be so close?"

Everyone noticed that Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui were no more than tens of feet apart, and they did not intend to leave with the sword.

Qingshan Jianxiu's most taboo is to get close to the opponent. If possible, he will try to keep the distance from the opponent as far as possible.

In this sword fight between Qingshan and the same door, why did the two stand so close?

He Zhan glanced at Tong Yan and said, "Zhuo Rusui is so relaxed and self-confident, even after so much, do you still think Jing Jiu has a chance?"

Tong Yan said with some uncertainty: "Maybe Jing Jiu has figured this out?"

He Zhan shook his head and said, "That would be too shameless."

Zhuo Rusui was in the first stage of his outing to complete consummation, much higher than Jing Jiu. If he keeps a distance, this sword fight tonight will become a unilateral attack, and Jing Jiu will undoubtedly lose.

The distance between the two now shows that Zhuo Rusui does not want to take advantage of the realm, but only wants to defeat Jing Jiu with his sword training. Is this pride or pride?

If Jing Jiu is proud of Zhuo Rusui before he can challenge, then is it shameless or shameless?

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"Even so, you still can't do it."

Zuo Rusui looked at a grasshopper falling on the back of his feet and suddenly said a word.

Jing Jiu seemed to have not heard it. He untied the iron sword from behind and removed the cloth covering the sword.

Zuo Rusui still didn't look up, but he seemed to have seen his iron sword, and said: "Your sword will not work either."

Jing Jiu said: "This can only show that your vision is not good."

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No one shouted to start, and there was no countdown. The moment the sword-wrapped cloth fell on the ground, it started.

A tiny spark appeared in front of Jing Jiu.

His face is illuminated, and the starry night is no longer so dazzling.

The spark hasn't died yet, and there is a second spark not far away.

After that, more and more sparks appeared.

Some are high in the sky, some are on the ground, some are in the mountains and forests, and some are by the stream.

In just an instant, there were countless sparks blooming, just like the peony sea that bloomed overnight in the cold food valley a few days ago.

The entire valley is illuminated.

Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui are standing in the sky full of sparks, their silhouettes are clear, and their clothes are light.

The picture is extremely beautiful.

Those exclaimed: "It's so beautiful."

Shuiyue'an girl's eyes are also saying the same thing.

Bai Zao's eyes are very bright, like water.

It is beautiful to watch fireworks by the water, but she knows how dangerous there is in those sparks.

The sparks are the traces left by Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui's Feijian encounter and then impact.

A spark is an encounter.

Countless sparks are countless encounters.

Only an instant, sparks appeared in the valley, indicating that the two of them had produced countless swords in a very short period of time.

How fast are their swords?

Looking at the sparks in front of Shengjing, He Zhan's eyes were slightly startled, thinking that these two people are so strong.

Tong Yan's eyes didn't blink, she focused on the valley. There were countless spots of light in her eyes, and then gradually faded, reflecting all the details perfectly.

He is calculating the sword speed, trajectory, and more of Jing Jiu and He Zhan.

He Zhan suddenly said: "Jing Jiu can't do it."

Tong Yan did not speak.

He has calculated that Jing Jiu is indeed at a disadvantage.

The sparks in the sky seem to envelop the entire valley, but in fact, there are still sparse and dense.

The sparks on the east are getting sparser, and the sparks on the west are getting denser.

It was like an invisible wind blowing those sparks towards where Jing Jiu was standing.

This shows that the location where the two flying swords meet is getting closer and closer to Jing Jiu.

The offensive and defensive momentum is very obvious.

Suddenly countless voices sounded in the valley.

Those sounds are very soft, like countless glass bottles shattering at the same time.

He Zhan and the others are slightly relaxed.

The sound of swords rang, indicating that both sides have temporarily stopped their swords.

The sky full of sparks disappeared one by one, the valley became dark again, and everything that happened before was like a dream.

He Zhan's torch stuck on the ground, illuminating the surroundings, and there is a slight wind.

A flying sword hangs quietly in the air.

The body of the sword is gray, it looks very unusual, but it faintly exudes a very powerful feeling.

Zuo Rusui drooped his eyelids and said: "Uncle Master, you are much better than I thought, but your sword is really not good."

Jing Jiu's iron sword is very famous in Qingshan, and it is inherited from Shishu Mo who is suitable for Yuefeng.

But the reputation of the iron sword comes more from that story and the way he got the iron sword, it doesn't mean that the iron sword itself is very strong.

In fact, the grade of this iron sword is very ordinary and too heavy. After six years of burning the snowy field, it has become extremely ugly.

Zhuo Rusui could feel that Jing Jiu's swordsmanship was exquisite and he was not inferior to him, but the iron sword was too heavy and of ordinary rank, so his sword skills would be greatly affected.

He had been able to attack all the time because of this reason.

"I said, your vision is not good." Jing Jiu said.

Zuo Rusui sensed his flying sword, and found that the sword intent was a little stagnant, which seemed to be affected in some way.

Jing Jiu suddenly turned to look into the distance outside the valley, and then glanced at Bai Zao.

Bai Zao also felt it, nodded, and shook his head again, saying that he couldn't keep those teachers out with the formation method.

Jing Jiu looked at Zhuo Rusui and said, "Hurry up."

Zuo Rusui said: "Then you give up."

The voice fell, and the spark reappeared.

This time, the spark did not appear in other places in the valley, such as between the cliffs and streams, but only between the two.

They were separated by dozens of feet, so many sparks appeared here at the same time, densely packed, almost turned into a light mirror, a little dazzling.

Sese and the girl from Shuiyue'an covered their faces with their hands and showed their eyes cutely.

He Zhan looked solemn, and found that if it were he, he would definitely not be able to withstand such a stormy attack.

Zuo Rusui is really strong. At this age, he has mastered the true meaning of Qingshan's swordsmanship. With abundant swords and violent swordsmanship, he is indeed a monster.

The question is, why is Jing Jiu still able to deal with it?

Bai Zao was a little worried about Jing Jiu, because Jing Jiu's sword really suffered a lot.

Zhuo Rusui is a closed disciple of the head of Qingshan.

His flying sword looks ordinary, but in fact it is of extraordinary rank. I am afraid that it will still be on top of the blue sea sword that crosses Nanshan. It is a real high-grade fairy sword.

Even if Jing Jiu's kendo cultivation is not weaker than Zhuo Rusui, how can that ugly sword withstand such high-frequency blows?

Countless sparks appeared in Tong Yan's eyes.

He couldn't figure out that Jing Jiu might counterattack or even win. He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

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"Nephew Bai, please solve the formation."

Suddenly there was a deep and cold voice in the night sky above.

Bai Zao heard the voice of the elder Yueqianmen, and had no choice but to withdraw the formation outside the valley.

When the formation was removed, I heard the intensive sound of breaking through the air, and saw dozens of rays of light, illuminating the night sky.

I was reminded in advance, but Jing Jiu didn't expect the kid's kendo level to be really good, and eventually shocked Yunmeng Mountain.

The Zhongzhou Sect and the Qingshan Sect, as well as the participants from Shuiyue'an, Kunlun Sect, and Daze all rushed here after hearing the news and looked to the ground from a high altitude.

The picture in the valley fell in everyone's eyes.

The sky was full of sparks, and Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui stood in between.

The formation was removed, and the wind poured in from outside the valley, bringing those sparks to the high place, looking like tens of thousands of fireflies flying at the same time.

Everyone naturally knew that these sparks were traces of Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui's sword fighting, and they were shocked.

Are these two people so strong?

Those young disciples are thinking that if they were standing in the valley at this time, they would have been cut into countless sections by Feijian. Those senior teachers with profound cultivation bases were thinking about whether they were at this level when they were at their age, and then shook their heads with deep emotion, thinking that the difference was too far.

Zuo Rusui is worthy of being the closed disciple of the real man of Qingshan, and he is worthy of being the monster who has defeated Zhao Layue. It is really incredible. Jing Jiu is also worthy of being a disciple of True Person Jingyang. He was able to withstand the opponent's wild attack, but he said that his realm had stagnated for ten years. How could it be seen?

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Jing Jiu felt the arrival of those people in the sky and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He is used to being seen by others, but it doesn't mean he likes it, no matter the face or the sword.

He decided to end the battle, so he let go of his hands that had been behind his back.

The iron sword suddenly appeared in the night sky, flew back to his side, and plunged deeply into the ground.

This is the best opportunity for offense.

Zuo Rusui did not move.

At this moment, he finally raised his head.

Look at Jing Jiu.

Feeling the changes in the aura of heaven and earth in the valley, he rushed back without hesitation, retreated to a forest bank a hundred meters away, and sat down cross-legged.

He closed his eyes, stretched out the palm of his left hand, and squeezed a sword tactic with his right hand.

The flying sword appeared in the night sky, and then disappeared again.

Jing Jiu's clothes floated slightly and disappeared in place.

The starlight fell in the valley, quietly, but hidden great danger.

The wind continued to blow, swaying the forest tops and weeds, and any lines seemed to turn into sword light, extremely awe-inspiring.

I don't know whether it is the wind flowing into the hole between the cliffs or the friction of the leaves, and the valley is reverberating with screams.

Zuo Rusui's face became paler and paler.

Senran sword intent fills the entire valley.

Sese and others can no longer stand in place to watch, retreating to the cliff.

He Zhan's expression is a little gloomy.

The practitioners in the night sky, mainly the young disciples, couldn't bear it either, and they retreated more than ten miles away.

Those stern wind howling leaves moving, suddenly disappeared, turning into a mournful sword croak.

Jing Jiu appeared in front of Zhuo Rusui.

He stepped on Zhuo Rusui's Feijian.

Jing Jiu points towards Zhuo Rusui's chest with a sword light on his fingertips.

Zuo Rusui opened his eyes and looked at the finger that was getting closer, as if he saw the sharpest sword in the world.

He released the sword art, no longer trying to regain control of the flying sword, his ten fingers spread out with the afterimage, and he wanted to lock Jing Jiu's fingers with Qingqiu's method.

At the Qingshan Sword Test Conference, Liang Wangfeng Gu Han tried this way to lock Jing Jiu's sword, but he failed.

Zhuo Rusui knew about this, but he would definitely be able to do what he thought the brother couldn't do.

The sword light flashed.

Zuo Rusui's hand fell on Jing Jiu's sleeve.

Jing Jiu's fingers fell on his chest.

Papa, papa.

Countless extremely light muffled noises echoed in his body.

Dozens of white smoke emerged from his sword shirt.

Zuo Rusui was shaken back into the woods and hit a tree.

The tree snapped and then fell into two pieces.

The white smoke gradually dispersed, dozens of sword marks appeared on his body, and blood stains ooze out.

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There is dead silence in the valley.

The same is true in the night sky.

The world is speechless.

Countless eyes fell on Jing Jiu, some shocked, some awed, and some eager.

What exactly did Jing Jiu use?

His body style is so mysterious and unpredictable, and it is the Zhongzhou school's heaven and earth escape method.

Countless questions arose in everyone's hearts, and then they remembered the rumor.

"It is really gratifying to have so many talented disciples under your school, but...they are hidden deep enough."

Yueqianmen looked at Fang Jingtian and Nan Wang and said, the tone is not bitter~IndoMTL.com~ It is mostly temptation.

Fang Jingtian remained silent, looking at the figure in the valley thoughtfully.

Nan Wang said indifferently: "It's a congenital invisible sword body, do I have to call Qingshan everywhere?"

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(I wrote a sentence in yesterday’s chapter, He Zhan took her to find a friend to grill fish... I wrote an ellipsis in parentheses at the end. In fact, I thought it was very funny when I wrote this sentence, because grilled fish is My friend...Although his name is Grilled Sturgeon Fort of Orléans, by the way, his rekindling has been renewed and updated. After writing this chapter today, I also find it very interesting. I have written countless battles for so many years, and now it is getting more and more. I demand the picture and the tone, I like this tone, Aga!)

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