Lord of the Starry Sky - #357 - Three hundred and forty. The knife hidden in the mountain

The black dragon was seriously injured and weak, and almost fainted.

Shen Jian’s own cultivation level is too low to touch the small bronze cauldron to exert its power.

But in his daily life, he often comprehends the power of the bronze tripod and tempers his soul, making his soul far more tenacious than ordinary monks. At the same time, he has gained a lot from studying the mysteries of the soul.

When Xiao Bocheng was also seriously injured, he used the secret technique of the soul, which was not enough to break through the defense of Shen Jian’s soul barrier.

The fierce and domineering sword struck Xiao Bocheng directly without wavering.

Xiao Bocheng had no choice but to dodge as much as possible.

He was seriously injured and unable to exert his strength. Facing Shen Jian, who was at the seventh level of cultivation in the foundation stage, it was difficult to have an absolute advantage. Now, as a magician monk, being approached by Shen Jian, who was proficient in martial arts, was at a great disadvantage.

Regardless of fighting or escaping, he must first try to distance himself from Shen Jian.

Although Xiao Bocheng was not good at moving his body, at the critical moment of life and death, he still went all out to retreat.

Various spells for escaping and accelerating, such as riding the wind, soaring into the clouds, and riding on the mist, were all used by Xiao Bocheng in order to stay away from Shen Jian.

But Shen Jian had no intention of giving his opponent this chance.

Different from his previous somewhat bland fighting style, this time, as soon as Shen Jian got started, he tried his best and showed off his skills in swordsmanship to the fullest!

The fighting style is very different from what he used to do, but he doesn’t mind doing it if the situation calls for it.

Behind him, Qiongqi might wake up and chase him at any time. He didn’t have time to slowly break up with Xiao Bocheng.

The bright sword light rises, like a dream, with all the murderous intentions hidden deep inside.

Xiao Bocheng looked at the sword light and felt slightly in a trance.

He was immediately alert. Shen Jian’s sword actually contained a strong spiritual attack, as if he combined magic and sword skills.

This is after Shen Jian figured out the bronze tripod and integrated its power and artistic conception into his own swordsmanship.

To a certain extent, it is similar to Ye Jue’s sword-controlling technique, Broken Dream Art.

At the same time as the sword light fell, the soul attack was directed at the opponent first, making the opponent slow to react and unable to parry or dodge in time.

The light of the sword looked like a dream, but was actually extremely fierce and swift, catching up with Xiao Bocheng in an instant.

After all, Xiao Bo was a master proficient in soul magic, so he got rid of the mental suppression of Shen Jian’s sword in time.

But some opportunities have been lost.

Shen Jian’s speed was too fast. Now that the sword had been struck, Xiao Bo had no way to hide or avoid it. No matter how he retreated and moved, the light of the sword always followed him like a shadow, even chasing him closer and closer.

Xiao Bocheng had no choice but to cast a spell to resist Shen Jian’s blade.

The thick ice mist froze into an ice shield, blocking him.

Shen Jian struck the ice shield with his sword, and an astonishing cold light erupted from the blade.

The sword technique turns extreme complexity into simplicity, blends thousands of truths into one furnace, and then condenses into a domineering and ferocious artistic conception!

Overcoming obstacles, persevering, fearless, unstoppable!

The sword intent that Shen Jian burst out at this moment resonated with the already silent bronze tripod in the black dragon’s belly.

The lines on the bronze tripod flashed red and vibrated one after another.

The blade cutting on the ice shield was as delicate and skillful as a chef cutting off a cow, and as violent and domineering as the sky was shattering.

The direction of the sword’s light was like breaking bamboo, and it cut through Xiao Bocheng’s ice shield with one strike!

Xiao Bocheng was so shocked that he had to stop moving and his body was once again covered with a layer of ice armor.

But Shen Jian’s sword didn’t stop its attack, and before its power was exhausted, it still struck hard on the ice armor.

With a crackling sound, Shen Jian’s knife split open Xiao Bocheng’s ice armor.

Xiao Bocheng was frightened and angry. He mobilized all his magic power and pointed his finger at Shen Jian.

A little bit of cold light appeared on his fingertips, and a thin white line stretched out.

This white line is the ultimate cold condensation. It may seem weak, but as long as the enemy touches a little, it will be frozen into an ice sculpture immediately.

Shen Jian’s face was calm, but he revealed a fierceness that made Xiao Bocheng’s heart palpitate.

Facing Xiao Bocheng’s style of killing both sides, Shen Jian had no intention of evading. He just pushed the power of his sword skills to the extreme.

The brave and fearless blade cut through the ice armor and penetrated Xiao Bocheng’s body, causing blood to splash everywhere!

At this moment, Shen Jian was as if a god descended from heaven. While the blade glowed on the long sword, the sword energy spread all over his body, becoming one unified body.

His whole body seemed to turn into a sharp blade cutting through the void and sky.

The white line sent out by Xiao Bocheng fell on Shen Jian’s sword energy.

This spell is so sharp that even the invisible sword energy is frozen.

After freezing the sword energy, the coldness still invaded Shen Jian tenaciously.

But unlike Shen Jian’s invincible blade that cuts through thorns and thorns, this coldness is as hard as the end of a powerful crossbow to penetrate Lu Zhen.

Although it also caused damage to Shen Jian and gave him a layer of frost, the power was greatly reduced.

Xiao Bocheng could only fall to the ground in despair as Shen Jian slashed him with a knife.

He was not dead for a while, but he had been stabbed in the back by Qiongqi, and now he was stabbed in the chest by Shen Jian, and there was no hope of survival.

Xiao Bocheng looked at Shen Jian with difficulty, somewhat disbelieving.

He became greedy and wanted to intercept Shen Jian and snatch the small bronze cauldron, but in the end, he, a dignified Golden Core Stage Venerable, died at the hands of Shen Jian, a Foundation Establishment Stage monk.

Hey… When he was dying, Xiao Bocheng felt much calmer and looked at Shen Jian: What’s the name of this sword of yours? It’s a bit like the Guiyuan Sword of Yuanji University, but the Guiyuan Sword shouldn’t be so powerful…

I’ve improved it a bit. Shen Jian said at the same time, he stepped down and completely sent away the teacher of Xuanzhen University in front of him.

He was very pressed for time and had no time to talk nonsense with Xiao Bocheng.

The great Qiongqi demon at the Nascent Soul stage has woken up and may be chasing after him soon.

Just when Shen Jian was about to leave, his expression changed drastically.

Just under the mountain where he and Xiao Bocheng fought, there was a sudden violent vibration.

Looking around, the mountain peaks in the distance collapsed in pieces.

Under the mountains and the earth, there seemed to be a strange angry dragon raging through it.

The target of this angry dragon is Shen Jian.

Another big monster? No, it’s… Shen Jian was stunned and quickly ran down the mountain, preparing to escape.

But that angry dragon had already pounced at Shen Jian’s feet.

The huge movement exposed Shen Jian’s position and alarmed the Qiongqi demon who was at the Nascent Soul stage.

The big demon roared, its wings vibrated, and it immediately chased Shen Jian. It was far away and arrived in a blink of an eye.

It was too late for Shen Jian to dodge, and he stopped in place, not looking at the big demon falling from the sky, but staring at the ground.

There, the mountains cracked and the ground collapsed.

Then, the raging dragon rushed out of the broken earth and showed its true colors.

That’s a knife!

An invisible knife.

One, the intention of the sword.

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