In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 607 Sword of Wind

Wang Jixuan's vacation came very suddenly.

He went out to eat and drink with a group of old men and women, and then chatted with Feng Zheng and Bai Ning and looked at the scenery. He was about to go back and continue to work as a "time acceleration" worker.

But before he could say goodbye to Feng Zheng and Bai Ning, Mudan's voice came out of the invisible headphones.

"Sir... I think we need to restart the Weird Cloning Project."

"why?"

"Most of our experiments were fine before, but now there are some bad signs. Several samples are beginning to disintegrate."

"Disintegration?"

"Yes, but it's not due to evil spirit. According to my observation, it should be due to a magical reverse force."

Peony groaned for a few seconds:
"Fortunately, Professor Shen is already here. She has begun to take over the follow-up experiments. I am conducting a series of computing power deductions according to her requirements.

"The experiment may have to be stopped for two days. According to Professor Shen's advice, the current embryos and cloned babies should be destroyed immediately.

"They don't have self-awareness, they are just clones of those weird consciousnesses, so we don't have to bear any ethical risks."

Taoist Master Wang thought about it carefully and said, "Okay, you should inform Lay Buddhist Luoshan about this matter. If it doesn't work, invite Lay Buddhist Luoshan to participate in the research."

"Okay, but it might be difficult to communicate with Master Luoshan."

Peony reminded:
“If I run into a wall here, I still need you to step in.

“She is like a grumpy grandmother who can only find some feminine tenderness when her lovely grandchild appears.

"Well, I'll adjust my venom index myself."

“No need,” Wang Jixuan said with a smile, “Your current venomous tongue index is quite good, so if you can talk, just say more.”

Mudan giggled, and it was obvious that she was delighted by Master Wang's unintentional recognition.

She concentrated on pushing forward the plan.

Wang Jixuan didn't have to rush back to activate the Sword Intention of Time.

He looked at Feng Zheng who was frowning at him.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me?"

"Who are you telling me when you open and close your lips?"

Feng Zheng took the initiative to come forward and put his arm around Taoist Wang's shoulders:
"Brother Wang, how is our relationship? Is it the best in the world?"

Wang Jixuan looked at Bai Ning who was riding a cloud to the Immortal Palace, and muttered softly: "Brother, if you have anything to say, please feel free to speak up. I will first look at your situation, and then decide whether it is the best in the world... It's cheesy, two men are doing this."

"Hahaha," Feng Zheng coughed, "Why don't we find a place where no one is around to spar with each other, how about that?"

Wang Jixuan: ...

He knew it.

Being surrounded by a bunch of fighting maniacs, I am definitely not going to be able to avoid this.

"Come on, I just want to verify the five great sword intentions."

"Don't do that here," Feng Zheng laughed. "Although I am confident that I won't embarrass my master, the Heroes Conference will be held in a year. If there is a disciple competition, I guess there will only be seven or eight people I know who can stand to the end."

Wang Jixuan looked suddenly enlightened.

Feng Zheng muttered quietly: "I am not a stingy person, but at this critical moment, I also have some sword moves that are not easy to show to other fellow disciples. Why don't we go to that small world, maybe we can get some guidance from the ancient prince."

"it is good."

Wang Jixuan nodded and agreed without hesitation.

Feng Zheng is also a little sword fanatic, and he is also the best among the three generations of disciples in the Sword God Palace. In terms of accumulation and fighting experience, he is definitely above Wang Jixuan.

When the two of them compete with each other, Taoist Wang will naturally gain more benefits.

"Let's go. I just need to go find that prince."

The two brothers hit it off immediately, and then rode on clouds to the fairy palace to find Jianwu.

Mr. Luoshan has not yet refined the entrance and exit gate. If one wants to enter the ancient battlefield now, one can only find the golden lotus and then be taken in.

This golden lotus originally belonged to Wang Jixuan. The golden lotus itself (not counting the small world of the ancient battlefield within it) was the reward from the Sword God Palace for Wang Jixuan's meritorious service.

Wang Jixuan wanted to bring Feng Zheng inside, so Jianwu would not ask any more questions.

However, when Wang Jixuan and Feng Zheng began to confront each other near the blood moon, Jianwu, who was thinking about how to please the ancient princess, couldn't help but let out a light exclamation.

"You two are really good at picking places."

Jian Wu smiled and lifted up Jin Lian, left the secret room, rushed to the Immortal Palace, and asked all the elders to use their immortal consciousness to observe this competition.

The core disciples of the Sword God Palace generally do not participate in the disciple competitions organized within the Sword God Palace.

Because to be able to become a core disciple, one’s cultivation must be at least at the eighth level of the celestial being, and one possesses remarkable talent, the gap between one and ordinary disciples is indeed huge.

Therefore, the elders are not only curious about the combat power of Wang Jixuan's five sword intentions, but also have some expectations for Feng Zheng's current strength.

Among the golden lotus, under the blood moon.

Wang Jixuan bowed to Feng Zheng from a distance and said, "Brother, I can't use all five sword intentions at the same time now, so I will use the killing sword intention and the five elements green wood sword intention to ask for your advice first!"

"it is good!"

Feng Zheng's temperament suddenly changed at this moment.

Like the pine and cypress trees standing on a cliff, or like a spear standing proudly between heaven and earth, that familiar sense of sharpness comes to you.

Although the time he spent as an apprentice was short, Master Wang was no longer an ordinary person.

He raised his hand slightly, and heard clanging sounds one after another. A huge sword floated from behind him, wrapped in light red fairy light.

The sword of time attaches to it, protecting itself and making it invincible.

Then, Zi Ling and Qing Yu shot out from the left and right, and stood up in front of him. Zi Ling contained the sword intent of killing, and Qing Yu contained the sword intent of green wood. The two repelled and attracted each other.

There were two or three more cyclones around Wang Jixuan.

He stared at Feng Zheng and raised his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

Feng Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his right hand and clenched it, a sword with a sheath fell into his palm, and then he drew the sword.

There were now gusts of soul-stirring wind between heaven and earth.

The sword kept trembling, as if it had some desire for blood, and wisps of fairy light like ribbons appeared on its smooth sword body.

Wang Jixuan smiled and said, "Senior brother's spiritual treasure looks pretty good."

"Don't be careless, Junior Brother!"

"please!"

hum!
The universe suddenly shook!

Feng Zheng's sword moved in a zigzag pattern, and his movement was so fast that it could almost cause wrinkles in the universe. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was almost all converging towards the tip of his sword, leaving countless afterimages wherever it passed.

These countless afterimages moved almost at the same time!
Dozens of sword lights shot towards Wang Jixuan, and these sword lights were actually in line with the formation.

A violent gale blew between heaven and earth!
Wang Jixuan did not retreat but recoiled. He pushed and grasped his right hand, and the Purple Feather Sword was already in his palm.

The cold murderous aura pierced through the invisible wall of strong wind like a rain of arrows. The murderous sword intent evolved into hundreds of Shuras and thousands of skeletons, rushing from the clouds and rushing towards the wind.

Wang Jixuan's figure was hidden among these Shuras and skeletons.

Swords clash!

The sword light condensed from the strong wind blew up the shadows of the skeletons and Shuras one after another.

The sky is full of scattered stars!
Ding!
With this crisp sound, the two swords collided head-on for the first time.

The world seemed to be quiet for a few seconds, the sword light and the shadow disappeared at the same time, and Wang Jixuan and Feng Zheng appeared in the sky.

The two of them just collided at close range at this moment, their eyes met, and they saw the admiration in each other's eyes.

Then the two of them shook their swords at the same time, flew back, and began to collide with each other very quickly.

The clear sound of swords echoed between heaven and earth; two figures fought rapidly in the sky, and soon their figures were spread over an area of ​​dozens of miles.

Feng Zheng did not use his full strength at this moment, and Wang Jixuan did not show his true understanding at present.

However, the two were not intentionally giving in to each other, but were constantly coming up with new things and gradually increasing their own magic power.

Feng Zheng's Gangfeng Sword is indeed powerful, and his magic power is more powerful than Wang Jixuan's;

Wang Jixuan's murderous sword intent was obviously superior in the killing and attacking.

Fortunately, there was the hermit Luoshan who secretly took action and dissipated the aftermath of their fight, otherwise the third base below would have been affected.

The two were fighting fiercely, and the spectators were also expressing their feelings.

This said, Feng Zheng is not far from becoming a Golden Immortal. As long as he can break through the mystery of life and death, he can become a leader of the third generation.

That being said, Wang Jixuan's use of the Killing Sword Intent was not yet proficient, and even a little immature, but the power of the Killing Sword Intent had begun to show, which was truly amazing.

Jian Wu smiled and said, "If Feng Zheng can make further progress in sword intent, deduce the true avenue of wind, and comprehend the wonder of flow, he should be able to go further on the path of cultivation."

The elders all agreed with this.

While they were talking, the two people fighting in the arena had already used up all their magic power.

Feng Zheng was surprised to find that he was unable to suppress Wang Jixuan in terms of magic power, and only had a slight advantage over him.

"Junior brother, you usually hide your incompetence!"

"This," Wang Jixuan was at a loss for words. This was because he suddenly realized something and allowed the Sword Intention of Time to interfere with the mobilization and operation of his magic power.

He could only smile awkwardly, with an expression of 'I'm surprised you found out'.

Feng Zheng gritted his teeth and used all his strength. His sword moves began to change a lot, and a new sword intent joined the battle.

Qingfeng sword intent.

Feng Zheng's figure was as erratic as a wisp of breeze, while the surrounding strong wind was getting stronger and stronger.

Composite sword intent?

Wang Jixuan's eyes lit up, he raised his left hand and pointed the sword, the Qingyu Sword behind him trembled softly, and projections of forests appeared between heaven and earth.

When a breeze blows into the forest, the trees want to be still but the wind does not stop.

Two figures, resembling ordinary swordsmen, leaped from the woods and fought;

In fact, this place has gradually become more dangerous.

After a while of fierce fighting, neither Wang Jixuan nor Feng Zheng could gain the upper hand.

However, Feng Zheng and the elders who were watching the battle had already seen it at this moment.

If Feng Zheng didn't have any hidden tricks, he would definitely lose.

Wang Jixuan's use of the Killing Sword Intent and the Qingmu Sword Intent became more and more pure. Not to mention that these were the sword intents of the two supreme avenues, even if it was just one of them, Feng Zheng could gradually fall into a disadvantage.

What’s even more amazing is that as the fight progresses, Wang Jixuan’s magic power seems to be inexhaustible. At this moment, he is calm and composed, advancing and retreating as he pleases.

As the wind consumes a lot of mana, its momentum has weakened slightly.

——If you are fighting against an enemy, you can't keep trying with all your strength. You can take a chance to regulate your breathing and swallow various kinds of pills.

There was a hint of hesitation in Feng Zheng's eyes.

He naturally has some hidden sword skills and sword formations. If he uses them today, then when he faces this junior fellow in the ring a year from now, there is an 80% chance that he will...

That’s all!

Confirmation, everything can be confirmed!
If I hesitate, wouldn't Brother Wang look down on me? If I don't have this kind of courage, how can I make further progress in swordsmanship?
Feng Zheng shouted loudly, and suddenly two flames appeared in his eyes.

Wang Jixuan made the decision almost instantly. He rushed forward and suddenly fell downward, with his body trajectory almost forming a vertical angle.

Feng Zheng suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a tongue of fire.

There was a flash of sword in the fire.

The Avenue of Fire suddenly spread across heaven and earth!
Wang Jixuan raised his head and looked upwards, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and the Qingyu Sword in his hand immediately became less active.

It makes sense that wood is afraid of fire.

Taoist Wang laughed and scolded: "Brother, aren't you a wind cultivator?"

"Hahaha! I just got an epiphany. My master doesn't even know about this, so don't tell anyone! I only got a preliminary understanding and haven't mastered this sword intent yet!"

Feng Zheng was laughing heartily, in a very good mood. He swung his magic sword and a fire dragon circled around him.

He lowered his head and rushed towards Wang Jixuan;
Taoist Wang steadied his position, rushed upward diagonally, and unleashed his murderous sword intent. The Purple Feather Sword cast a sky full of phantoms of weapons, and the starry sword intent was integrated into it.

The wind blows wildly and the dragon dances.

The stars rise and the world blooms.

The blue dragon was bombarded by waves of starlight, and the hurricane blew away the sword shadows.

The two men swung out countless sword lights in the air, and Wang Jixuan was suppressed at first, and then gradually stabilized his position, and then began to level the positions between them.

Although the Fire Dragon was powerful, the killing sword intent was like a sharp knife, cutting off the Fire Dragon's scales bit by bit.

The two sides fell into a stalemate again.

Wang Jixuan did not deliberately use the sword intent of time to enhance his own magic power, nor did he want Feng Zheng to lose too badly.

What's more, if this is a life-and-death fight, Wang Jixuan still has three trump cards that are useless.

First, the sword of time;
Second, Mudan assists in predicting Fengzheng’s next action between 0.5 seconds and 3 seconds;

Third, the blessing of the sword of death.

There is no need to explain the first two trump cards. The Sword Intention of Time alone can make Feng Zheng slow down, which is enough to decide the outcome.

The sword intent of death was also something Wang Jixuan had just discovered.

Now, as long as he thought about it and let the sword of death bless his opponent, his opponent would soon fall into a negative state of "weakness".

Wang Jixuan named this move - Withering.

He could certainly let Feng Zheng experience the feeling of withering later, but not during such a fierce fight as now.

"It seems that I must spend enough time to fully master these five sword intentions."

"Maybe he can even compete with a lower third-grade Golden Immortal."

Wang Jixuan's heart beat fast, but he immediately suppressed his thoughts, making the fight more... eh?

Taoist Wang suddenly frowned.

He pulled back and temporarily took a defensive stance, carefully absorbing the subtle information conveyed by the killing sword intent.

This sword is meant to resonate.

It seemed that there were fragments of the rules of the Avenue of Slaughter here, reminding him to go find these fragments.

No, it doesn't seem to be a fragment of rules, but something more complicated.

Wang Ji's Xuanxian consciousness searched everywhere, but couldn't find any problems. Everything was calm everywhere.

hum!
The purple feather sword in Wang Jixuan's hand suddenly trembled.

"stop!"

Taoist Wang roared loudly, and Feng Zheng changed direction instantly, brushing past Wang Jixuan and almost causing a sparring accident.

"What's wrong?" Feng Zheng asked with lingering interest.

Wang Jixuan pointed at the purple feather sword that was trembling slightly in his palm.

He and Feng Zheng looked at each other, and Wang Jixuan raised his hand and threw the Purple Feather Sword out.

The next moment, the Purple Feather Sword turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the northwest.

Taoist Wang and Feng Jianke quickly chased after them.

(End of this chapter)