Fighting the Martial Universe

Jian Wumei has improved his cultivation a lot compared to a year ago. As for the sword intent, his improvement is even more terrifying.

The so-called sword intent is to integrate the profound artistic conception that one has comprehended into the sword technique, one by one, containing powerful sword intent.

And this kind of sword intent is the sword intent that the most sage of Jian Ji can display, Lei Gang sword intent, this kind of sword intent will be transmitted to the martial artist, and it will cause violent shocks, which is very uncomfortable.

"Zhang Mofan, come out with your twin spirits. Without you, you can't be my opponent."

Jian Wumei knew that Zhang Mofan's release of the fighting spirit would raise his own power to a terrifying level.

Zhang Mofan's fighting spirit of the Eastern Emperor is to increase power, and his fighting spirit is to increase sword intent.

"If you want me to sacrifice the fighting spirit, you have to see if you have this strength."

Zhang Mofan smiled, and was not in a hurry to release the Eastern Emperor's Fighting Spirit. Once the Eastern Emperor's Fighting Spirit was displayed, the power increase was nearly twenty times, which could almost declare the end of the game.

"Then take me one more sword, two swords will break the soul."

The shout came from Jian Wumei's mouth.

The only thing he was afraid of was Zhang Mofan's fighting spirit. If the two sides did not use the fighting spirit, his realm would have been higher than Zhang Mofan, and it would be very easy to defeat Zhang Mofan.

He pierced again with a sword, and a majestic red-golden light burst out from the blade. Those rays of light condensed quickly, forming a red-golden halo, shrouded in the sword, making the sword no plum. The long sword adds a touch of deterrence.

This sword is not easy for anyone to see.

"This sword will definitely make you sacrifice your fighting spirit."

Huh!

On Jian Wumei's face, there was also a ray of red golden light. Under his feet, the profound formations condensed, showing the cultivation of the Five Elements Great Perfection.

Moreover, the profound meaning of the five elements was continuously transmitted, reaching the state of endless life.

"Life is endless? Is this Jian Wumei so evil?"

Many saints focused their attention on the battle between Zhang Mofan and Jian Wumei, which was the top spot in the "Five Elements List" of the two sacred palaces.

Originally, the Saint Elder of the Holy Palace of Returning Ruins thought that Zhang Mofan could easily defeat Jian Wumei, but Jian Wumei showed step by step his methods against the sky.

Zhang Mofan's eyes were sharp, and he felt the powerful profound meaning from Jian Wumei. Zhang Mofan waved his great halberd and blended it into the halberd with four seasons, forming a halberd.

Facing Jian Wumei's swordsmanship, Zhang Mofan shot out with a halberd.

Paint the world!

Between heaven and earth, it quickly darkened.

In the dimness, everyone saw a scarlet-gold figure, rushing directly towards Zhang Mofan.

However, around the figure, a scene of winter snow evolved. When Jian Wumei collided with Zhang Mofan, he froze directly, almost turning into an ice sculpture.

bump!

Jian Wumei flew upside down fiercely, and a large number of ice sculptures condensed on his body.

"What happened just now?"

"That Jian Wumei seemed to have hit Zhang Mofan's mystery, and his body froze directly."

"Both sides didn't use fighting spirits, and that Zhang Mofan actually had the upper hand. Isn't that weird?"

Those sages in the Tianyuan Sacred Palace have observed many battles in Jian Wumei. At the same level, Jian Wumei can almost sweep his opponents, without even fighting spirits.

Jian Wumei flew upside down in the air, and then a series of sword qi exploded, piercing the ice sculpture of his body.

"Jian Wumei, your promotion this year was beyond my expectations. Unfortunately, you still won't be my opponent."

Looking at the figure opposite, Zhang Mofan said solemnly.

He has now gradually confirmed that Jian Wumei is the sage of Jian Ji. Although Jian Wumei has a good camouflage, his swordsmanship cannot be wrong.

And the realm of endless life, if it weren't for being seized by the Supreme Sage of Jian Ji, how could it be realized so quickly?

He still has the memory of Qinghuo's sacredness, so he can come to this step.

Now, Zhang Mofan no longer intends to continue wasting time with Jian Wumei, he just wants to severely suppress the other party's self-confidence, let him completely expose and run away.

In this way, he would kill Jian Wumei with peace of mind.

"It seems that I really underestimated you."

Jian Wumei slowly raised her head, her eyes flashing crazily, and said lightly.

He knew why he was able to get such a terrifying promotion, but he didn't understand why Zhang Mofan was able to improve so quickly.

"I admit that if you sacrifice the fighting spirit and cannot defeat you, then use the fighting spirit to end the battle."

Fighting spirit, Xuanyuan sword god!

Jian Wumei let out a low roar, and behind him, a tall figure condensed directly behind him, with a length of five or six feet, holding a long sword, like a peerless swordsman, surrounded by invisible sword intent.

As soon as the fighting spirit of Xuanyuan's sword body came out, the vitality around it was crazily absorbed, showing the power of the god-level fighting spirit.

Wow!

The saints of the Holy Palace of Returning Ruins, saw Jian Wumei’s fighting spirit, and everyone was shocked. This Jian Wumei fighting spirit was not only a divine fighting spirit, but also a human form.

As soon as the fighting spirit came out, Jian Wumei's power did not improve, but instead made his own sword intent almost reach an extreme, that sword intent was almost condensed into substance, and anyone approaching would be hurt by the sword intent.

"Zhang Mofan, my Soul Fighting Xuanyuan sword body is stronger than before, because I have also practiced Fighting Soul. I don't know your Fighting Soul, what's wrong?"

Jian Wumei roared, and the huge phantom floating behind him also waved the long sword, which caused ripples in the entire space.

"What a formidable god-level fighting spirit, he has actually cultivated. That Jian Wumei has mastered the method of fighting spirit cultivation?"

"It's no wonder that the cultivation of the Five Elements Great Perfection, able to achieve such a terrifying leapfrog challenge, the advantage of fighting spirit is too great."

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Several saints who returned to the ruins of the Holy Palace ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ were all secretly shocked.

It's not that they haven't seen Divine Grade Fighting Soul, but compared with Jian Wumei's Xuanyuan sword, there is still a lot of gap.

The same is the Divine Grade Fighting Spirit, even if it is the Divine Grade Yellow Grade Fighting Spirit, there is a gap, and Jian Wumei has also cultivated the Fighting Spirit, and the gap is even greater.

"Hehe, Sage Bai Qian, I heard that your apprentice's fighting spirit is also a god-level fighting spirit. I don't know who is more powerful when the two major god-level fighting spirits are released?"

Jian Wumei's master stroked his beard, very proud.

Bai Qiansheng frowned, and she had also seen Zhang Mofan's supernatural fighting spirit, the Eastern Emperor Fighting Spirit. Although the Eastern Emperor Fighting Spirit was relatively large, it really couldn't fight Jian Wumei in the competition.

"This sword Wumei has actually even cultivated the fighting spirit. Unfortunately, he has already cultivated to the peak and can't go any further. He is only equivalent to the sixth rank of the fighting spirit."

Zhang Mofan shook his head and stepped forward, with golden light blooming behind him: "And my Eastern Emperor's fighting spirit has reached the seventh rank."