Xiuxian: I have an equipment bar

"Zhen Mu's true meaning!"

Feeling Zhenmu's true intention, a hint of jealousy appeared in Zhou Yuan's eyes.

It has been more than a hundred years since he broke through the Nascent Soul.

It’s just hard work.

From the true meaning of earth and the true meaning of water, we can understand the true meaning of Kurosawa.

And Zhang Yan is only over two hundred years old.

He actually mastered the Thunderbolt and Zhenmu True Meaning at the same time, each of which was more powerful than Kurosawa's True Meaning.

In these two true meanings.

If Zhang Yan breaks through to the peak of Nascent Soul, Zhou Yuan admits that he will never be his opponent.

Good thing.

Zhang Yan was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

"Kurosawa Raiden!"

Zhou Yuan stepped on the ground with his right foot, and with his strong magic power, he tilted crazily towards the ring.

The originally solid stone platform turned into a black swamp after incorporating his magic power, covering most of the arena.

And it's not over yet.

The swamp took shape, and the thick black mud in it set off huge waves that were hundreds of feet high.

He rushed toward Zhang Yan, who was on the other half of the ring.

Wow!

Facing the black mud waves, Zhang Yan raised his hand and slashed horizontally with his sword.

A hundred-foot-long green sword light emerged, carrying Zhenmu's true intention, and swept towards the muddy waves with great force.

puff!

This sword, which was enough to cut off the river, easily broke through the sweeping mud waves.

But it only took a moment for the mud waves to gather again without being affected at all.

"Such true meaning."

"Something interesting."

"It seems to be the true meaning of the earth element, but it also has the characteristics of the true meaning of the water element."

Zhang Yan held the Qinglong Zhenmu Sword in his hand and whispered.

Zhou Yuan, as the original senior master of Shenbing Pavilion, still has some strength.

This kind of fused true meaning is much more powerful than the ordinary true meaning.

Zhou Yuan is currently Zhang Yan.

The strongest Nascent Soul Stage monk I have ever seen.

But unfortunately, he met Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan must win this battle of skills, and he must win cleanly!

"Qinglong Zhenmu!"

Zhang Yan immediately activated Qinglong Origin.

Groan!

A dragon roar resounded through the sky. Zhang Yan stood with a sword in his hand. Behind him, the shadow of a hundred-foot-long green dragon appeared, shaking its head and tail. A strong dragon power spread out.

"cut!"

Zhang Yan slashed vertically with his sword, and the shadow of the Nascent Soul on the nine lotus pedestals behind him flashed past.

Incomparably pure magic power surged into the Qinglong Zhenmu Sword.

The phantom of the green dragon jumped up, swooped towards Zhou Yuan from Jiutian, and collided with the black waves.

"Nine-turn Nascent Soul!"

"Too strong."

"It has ten times more mana than an ordinary Nascent Soul of the same level."

"In terms of the richness of mana, the early stage of Nascent Soul can even compare to the peak of Nascent Soul!"

Lin Qingyue, who had always been calm and peaceful, was amazed when she saw the Nine Transformations of Nascent Soul.

"That's what Senior Sister Lin said."

"In terms of total mana alone, they are almost the same."

Song Qizhen agreed.

This battle is a real fight between dragon and tiger, extremely exciting.

boom!

On the arena, two terrifying techniques collided, and the entire arena was divided into two distinct colors: green and black.

When the black wave swept over, it was like a wave.

But now it suddenly turned into a rock peak, comparable to gold and stone, extremely solid!

The dragon's claws of the green dragon's shadow grabbed the rocky peak and tore off the rolling rocks.

"As expected of Zhenmu's true meaning."

"With the cultivation level in the early stage of Nascent Soul, it can be so strong."

"However, your magic weapon is only a fourth-level mid-level weapon, which is holding you back."

Zhou Yuan confronted Zhang Yan and sneered.

Said.

A black cauldron the size of a person has appeared in his hand.

As soon as the black cauldron appeared, black pool emerged from it again.

The already thick rock peaks received supplies from Kurosawa and were raised again.

On the other hand, the green dragon's claws were already a little weak.

The black cauldron in Zhou Yuan's hand was made by the Master of the Divine Weapon Pavilion at his request.

It is the fourth level of the best.

After searching through the five major immortal sects, it is also the topmost existence among the fourth-level magic weapons.

And Zhang Yan's Qinglong Zhenmu Sword.

Since getting it in the Xuanhuang Secret Realm, it has stayed at the fourth level mid-level.

Never had a chance.

Find the origin of Qinglong and improve again.

On the magic weapon.

Zhang Yan suffered a big loss.

In addition, he only used the cultivation of the early stage of Nascent Soul.

So we fell into a disadvantage.

"My magical sword."

"It's really a bit off."

"But how can you be sure that I am in the early stage of Nascent Soul?"

Facing the strong Zhou Yuan, Zhang Yan chuckled.

Buzz!

The phantoms of the nine lotus terraces appeared again, and the heaven and earth were felt. The colorful power of heaven and earth suddenly appeared, surrounding Zhang Yan's body.

A more powerful magic power burst out from his dantian.

There were even ripples in the void that spread outside the arena.

"Middle stage of Nascent Soul?"

"How is that possible?"

"Aren't you just breaking through a small realm in less than twelve years?"

Zhou Yuan waved his hand to suppress the rioting spiritual energy, with a look of horror on his face.

Although he doesn't know clearly.

Zhang Yan’s specific methods.

But Zhang Yan's breakthrough to Yuanying was so powerful that most of the Shenbing Pavilion could see it.

How could he not know?

From Zhang Yan's breakthrough to now, it has only been twelve years at most.

How is it possible to break through again?

Doesn't he need it?

A stable state?

"You can't do it."

"It doesn't mean it's impossible."

Zhang Yan replied calmly.

As the mana of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul surged and poured into the Azure Dragon phantom, it was covered with green light.

A pair of dragon claws were covered with luxurious dragon scales, emitting a sharp cold light.

Bang!

The dragon claws seemed to tear the sky apart, and one claw pierced through the rock.

Zhou Yuan's magic was instantly broken.

The remaining black marsh was also swept away by the Azure Dragon, and then the green light dissipated, and the Azure Dragon phantom returned to Zhang Yan's back.

"Hmph!"

The magic was broken, and Zhou Yuan was backlashed, groaning.

Zhang Yan's cultivation made up for the disadvantage of magic weapons and turned defeat into victory.

But.

The fight is not over yet!

"Don't just because you have won!"

Zhou Yuan shouted.

"Puff!"

Then he bit the tip of his tongue, opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood fell into the black cauldron.

The black light surged, and the black cauldron floated in the air, with the mouth of the cauldron facing down.

As if there was a gap in the sky, the infinite black marsh fell from the cauldron into the ring.

The entire ring was transformed into a black marsh.

Zhang Yan had no place to stand.

And the black marsh below was constantly exploding with mud waves, forming huge mud pillars, rushing towards Zhang Yan.

"That's it?"

Zhang Yan stood on the shadow of the Azure Dragon, flying in the sky, with the Zhenmu True Meaning, and the dragon's tail kept hitting out, smashing the mud waves.

Zhenmu True Meaning is different from ordinary Wood True Meaning after all.

As long as it is Earth True Meaning, it will be absolutely suppressed.

In addition, Zhang Yan, the mana of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, is as vast as the sea, enough to reverse the Tiangang and suppress Zhou Yuan, who is at the peak of the Nascent Soul.

"Big Brother."

"He actually broke through the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!"

"Now Zhou Yuan can't even suppress Big Brother with his cultivation."

Huang Yuner was surprised and stared at the ring, not daring to miss any scene.

"Zhou Yuan back then."

"In 25 years, he broke through from the early stage of the Nascent Soul to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul."

"He is the genius who has broken through the fastest in thousands of years."

"But Junior Brother Zhang only took half the time."

"It's incredible."

Lin Qingyue was also amazed.

On the ring, Zhang Yan rode a dragon to travel through the sky. If Zhou Yuan didn't show his trump card, the outcome would have been determined.

"Zhang Yan."

"Do you think it's over?"

Zhou Yuan waited, and when Zhang Yan came to the center of the ring, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

What he was waiting for was now!

Zhou Yuan suddenly made a move and grabbed one of the ears of the black tripod with one hand.

Then he pressed down fiercely, and smashed it towards the ring with his body.

Boom!

The deafening roar spread all around, and Zhou Yuan's mana at the peak of the Nascent Soul was madly injected into the black tripod.

The terrible power spread, and the violent waves spread around Hei Ze.

It spread all the way to the edge, turning into a huge wave that enveloped the entire ring.

The front part of the wave turned from mud into rocks again.

The back was still surging mud waves.

Zhang Yan was in the center, and had to bear the rocks from all directions, which was unavoidable.

Even if he fell into the black swamp, he would be seriously injured.

This is.

Zhou Yuan's real killer move.

"Zhang Yan, don't you admit defeat?"

"Do you have to lie down and recuperate for the remaining six months?"

Zhou Yuan stepped on the black tripod and looked at Zhang Yan in the sky, feeling extremely proud.

After waiting for so many years.

He finally had the opportunity to step on Zhang Yan.

The entire ring was completely covered by black waves.

Zhang Yan's green dragon shadow was like a small boat in the sea, which could break at any time.

"This move."

"I've never seen Zhou Yuan use it."

"Is it a trump card he specially prepared for this five-sect competition?"

Lin Qingyue is a senior sister of the previous generation. She knows Zhou Yuan better, but she has never seen this move before, and her face is a little solemn.

"Is the senior brother going to lose?"

Song Qizhen stared at him, clenching his hands.

"Zhou Yuan has not stopped in these years. He has comprehended the true meaning of Hei Ze to such an extent. He is worthy of the name of a genius."

"If the young pavilion master had not appeared, Zhou Yuan would have been enough to surprise the whole pavilion."

"If it was an ordinary peak Nascent Soul, he might really lose to the young pavilion master, but Zhou Yuan is not ordinary after all. Zhou Yuan won."

…

Not only Lin Qingyue and others, but also the Tianjuns are optimistic about Zhou Yuan.

But at the last moment.

On the stage, something unexpected happened again.

…

"You are so arrogant."

Zhang Yan shouted coldly.

In his left hand, a slender magic sword appeared again.

A blazing fire true meaning emerged.

Generally speaking, water overcomes fire.

But the true meaning of Lihuo does not follow this principle.

The ordinary true meaning of water is completely unable to extinguish Lihuo.

As soon as the Suzaku Lihuo Sword came out.

The black water evaporated quickly and began to crack.

"Except the true meaning of thunder."

"It's really unexpected for He Zhenmu."

"And the true meaning of Lihuo?"

Zhou Yuan stared at the Suzaku Lihuo Sword, dumbfounded.

More than two hundred years old, Zhang Yan comprehended three different true meanings at the same time. Is he still a human?

"Even if it is the true meaning of Lihuo."

"So what?"

"I must win!"

Zhou Yuan's eyes were full of bloodshot, and he was already crazy.

"Puff!"

Another mouthful of blood was spit into the black cauldron.

Boom!

The black cauldron smashed down again, and another huge black wave surged, trying to swallow Zhang Yan.

"Stubborn!"

Zhang Yan shook his head.

The two swords bloomed with spiritual light at the same time, and the green and white light penetrated the black waves like the beginning of the world.

In addition to the phantom of the blue dragon, there is another phantom of the vermillion bird, soaring in the sky.

"Death in all directions!"

Zhang Yan's eyes narrowed and he slashed with both swords.

The Suzaku and Qinglong phantoms seemed to come alive.

Hovering in the air, blue and white auras intertwined.

A terrifying force of annihilation emerged.

boom!

The earth-shattering roar resounded through the sky.

The black waves were wiped out, the back of the rock peak was crushed into powder, and the sky and the earth were clear.

Only the phantoms of Suzaku and Qinglong carried Zhang Yan's body.

"puff!"

Zhou Yuan's rock armor was shattered, his fourth-level top-quality spiritual armor dimmed, and he flew out of the ring.

silence.

Whether it is a viewing platform or a high platform.

All was silence.

No one thought that Zhang Yan would win.

And still with this, almost crushing attitude, he completely won.

"Master."

"Can we announce the results?"

In the silence, only Zhang Yan's voice spread.

The master of the Shenbing Pavilion reacted and stood on the high platform, looking at his disciple from half the platform with complicated eyes.

This disciple has impeccable talent.

Just too impulsive.

The Five Sects Competition is so dangerous, why bother to participate?

"Zhang Yansheng!"

"In this selection competition, Zhang Yan won the first place among the new disciples."

The master of Shenbing Pavilion announced the result.

"Big brother is number one!"

“Well deserved!”

The disciples who were close to Zhang Yan cheered.

They entered later and recognized Zhang Yan as their senior brother.

"Big brother."

"You can really hide your cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul."

"It wasn't until the final battle that it was exposed."

Song Qizhen and Huang Yuner gathered around and joked with Zhang Yan.

"Junior Brother Zhang."

"I didn't expect that."

"As soon as I came out of seclusion, you gave me so many surprises."

Lin Qingyue smiled.

"Congratulations, senior brother."

Outside the crowd, another gentle voice came, it was Xiao Wanyi.

"Xiao Wanyi?"

"You and senior brother?"

Huang Yun'er looked at Xiao Wanyi with confusion on her face.

"It's a long story."

"More details later."

Zhang Yan replied and looked towards the high platform.

The ranking of the previous generation of disciples has been decided, and there is basically no suspense.

One step ahead, every step ahead.

The leader of the previous generation of disciples was a middle-stage Dharma Realm named Li Yan.

Next, it was time to announce the two leaders.

"Junior Brother Zhang."

"Your strength is really impressive."

"This time, in the five-sect competition, I will be the main one, and you will be the assistant. We will try our best to protect the disciples in the pavilion."

Under the high platform, Li Yan, who was in the middle stage of Dharma Realm, had a word with Zhang Yan.

Li Yan has a calm personality.

The last time the five sects competed, the casualties among the disciples were less than before.

Zhang Yan heard something.

"Please also ask Senior Brother Li to take care of you."

Zhang Yan replied politely.

Next.

It is the Master of the Divine Weapon Pavilion who has announced the leader of the new generation of disciples.

The defeated Zhou Yuan stood behind Zhang Yan with a gloomy look on his face.

After losing to Zhang Yan and entering the Five Sects Competition, he had to listen to Zhang Yan's command. How did he accept this?

"This is a great competition among five sects."

"The command authority of the new generation of disciples will be exercised by Zhou Yuan."

The voice of the master of the Shenbing Pavilion spread from the high platform, full of majesty.

"Elder brother..."

The disciples subconsciously wanted to congratulate Zhang Yan, but found that the name mentioned by the master of the Shenbing Pavilion was wrong.

"I will exercise the power of command!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan's face suddenly became radiant and he held his head high.

"Why Senior Brother Zhou?"

The disciples were extremely confused.

They saw the results with their own eyes, how could it be false?

"Master!"

"Shouldn't I be the choice?"

"Are you going to forcibly deprive me of my qualification to participate in the Five Sects Competition?"

Zhang Yan couldn't believe it, took a deep breath, and questioned the master of the Shenbing Pavilion.

"No."

"I'm not disqualifying you."

"You can still participate, but you must always follow Li Yan and act with the previous generation of disciples."

The master of Shenbing Pavilion replied expressionlessly.

This was his final concession.

"I see."

"Master still doesn't trust me."

"That's the case, then I'll prove it to you!"

Zhang Yan understood the meaning of Shenbing Pavilion and said loudly.

Then he turned around, faced the previous generation of disciples, and said decisively.

"I want to challenge the Dharma Realm!" (End of this chapter)