The Path Toward Heaven

In the eyes of many people, Tan Zhenren has been standing on the square, standing in the original place.

It wasn't until he walked out of that tower that people realized that he had already left and had come to a place more than a hundred feet in front of Lian Sanyue.

In Tan Zhenren's right hand, he held a small clock full of ancient flavor.

That was not the Liuguang clock used by Luo Huainan and Bai Zao, but the magic weapon of the Zhongzhou School - the Jingyun Clock.

Lian Sanyue shouted: Fall.

A ray of morning light fell from the sky, heading towards the top of Tan Zhenren's head.

With a soft buzzing sound, the Jingyun Bell blocked the morning light that contained the majesty of heaven and earth, and the low chime it emitted easily destroyed several ancient trees in the sky.

Tan Zhenren disappeared without a trace again, and the next moment he walked out of a wing in the western sky.

This is the power of Jing Yunzhong, this is the wrong step of heaven and earth.

The Jingyun Bell is a very special magic weapon. It is said that it was a natural divine object placed around the neck of a unicorn in ancient times. It is as heavy as a mountain. It cannot be cast from a distance like a flying sword or other magic weapons. It can only be cast by the bell holder himself. No matter how sublime a practitioner's state is, or even a banished immortal, as long as Jing Yunzhong rings in his ears, his soul will be dissipated, and he will die in pain. Even if he survives by chance, he will definitely have no resistance.

Of course, ordinary practitioners can't do it even if they want to use the Jingyun bell, let alone use it.

Only a strong man of the level of Tan Zhenren can hold it in his hand so casually and walk freely.

It's like he is walking in front of Lian Sanyue at this time.

For other practitioners, it is impossible to determine the location of Tan Zhenren. At this time, there is no other way except to break through the space mirror and escape as soon as possible.

Lian Sanyue didn't take a step back, looking at Tan Zhenren in the sky, his eyes became more combative and brighter.

An unimaginable violent breath overflowed from her clothes.

The sun in the east, as if feeling her will, sprinkled more morning light.

The morning light falls one after another, as if being sifted through dense branches.

No matter where Tan Zhenren came out from, he was greeted by a ray of morning light, making it impossible for him to walk in front of Lian Sanyue.

Why was Lian Sanyue able to predict his position in advance? Why can she see the only truth among so many falsehoods?

Those strongmen from various sects who could still clearly see the picture on the square were silent and guessed the reason.

This is the Heavenly Human Communication of Shuiyuean.

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There was a light rubbing sound.

A beam of extremely clear morning light came from the east.

Tan Zhenren came out of the main hall in the sky.

The two meet.

The morning light grazed his body, and a part of his sleeves and hem were reduced to ashes, but it didn't stop him from taking this most crucial step.

Tan Zhenren finally came to Lian Sanyue.

The distance between the two is less than ten feet.

In a battle of this realm, this is extremely rare.

Talking about real people comes so naturally.

Even March is casual.

Tan Zhenzhen took another step forward, and at the same time raised several breezes with his left hand, ready to ring the Jingyun bell held in his right hand.

Surprisingly, Lian Sanyue didn't leave, and didn't attack again with Chen Guang's fist, but put his hands behind his back.

Her body leaned forward slightly, as if preparing to sprint.

A gleam of light appeared at the end of the fluttering black hair.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of light appeared between the clothes that flew obliquely.

A bright light appeared on the neckline, the soles of the shoes, the corners of her lips, and countless parts of her body.

Those are not sword intents, and she is not an invisible sword body, but the essence can communicate.

She and Jing Jiu lived together in Sanqianyuan for many years, but they also became masters of swordsmanship?

Countless beams of light formed a light curtain, and her body was at the forefront of the light curtain. It seemed that those lights were afterimages left by her.

She increased her speed to the extreme and rushed towards Tan Zhenren.

There was a light rubbing sound.

Pass by!

The world is wrong.

One step away is the ends of the earth.

The light mirror fragments on the square suddenly became dim, and the palaces that appeared in different positions suddenly reversed their directions.

hum! The Jingyun bell was rung!

The wind was strong, the sky was dark, and the entire imperial city seemed to tremble at this moment.

No one can clearly see the scene at that moment, not even Chanzi and Bu Qiuxiao.

I don't know how long it took, those lights finally disappeared, and the palace returned to normal. There were only two people standing with their backs to each other in the square with a distance of more than ten feet.

Lian Sanyue raised her left sleeve to wipe off the blood on her face, but more blood gushed out from her nose and mouth, and she couldn't wipe it off.

Tan Zhenren looked at the Jing Yun clock in his hand, the wrinkles on his face were much deeper, and the cloth was full of traces of morning sun ablation, he looked a little embarrassed.

Crackling, crackling, countless crisp sounds, some came from the re-fused space fragments, but most of them came from Tan Zhenren's body.

I lost. Tan Zhenzhen turned around, looked at her and said, his expression was still dull.

Lian Sanyue turned around to look at him and said, If you insist on knocking again, you may die with me.

Her face was covered with blood, she looked like an outsider from Shuiyue Temple, more like a naughty girl after fighting with a neighbor boy.

Tan Zhenzhen said: I don't want to die, I still have a lot of things to do.

Lian Sanyue thought about it and said, I don't have anything to do.

So it's only natural for me to lose to you. Tan Zhenzhen looked at her right hand and said with emotion: What's more, your current amount of true energy can rank among the top three in the history of the cultivation world. Who else is your opponent in Chaotian Continent?

Lian Sanyue was still bleeding, and she wiped it with her left sleeve from time to time, but her right hand never moved.

The morning light overflowed from between the fingers, and there were extremely faint gold particles in the white light, which only she and Zhenren Tan could see.

She said: This also has a chance of Yunmeng Mountain.

So there is no dislike.

After saying these words, Tan Zhenren stepped into the air, walked into the sky like this, and then headed towards Yunmeng Mountain.

There was silence in the palace, and there was no sound for a long time. Everyone was shocked to the extreme.

Tan Zhenren actually lost, and also said that no one in the entire Chaotian Continent is Lian Sanyue's opponent? First defeated Kou Qingtong, the last strongman of the Blood Demon Cult, then without taking a break, and then defeated Tan Zhenzhen, the recognized strongest man in the world and the head of the Zhongzhou faction... How strong is this woman?

Why did Tan Zhenren leave Chaoge City directly?

Could it be that he felt that the Zhongzhou faction had lost two games in a row, and that no one could defeat Lian Sanyue, so he chose to give up?

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Lian Sanyue fought against Kou Qingtong first, and then fought with real people. Sand and rocks flew in the field, and the morning glow and sky fell into the world. No one noticed at all. Jing Xin walked along the palace wall to the front of the main hall, and was guarded by those still loyal veterans.

Watching Zhenren Tan walk away and leave Chaoge City, Jing Xin thought of the humiliating kneeling in Shuiyue Nunnery, instead of feeling sad or disappointed, he felt a little more relaxed.

Only then did Jing Yao notice that his elder brother was not far away.

The eyes of the two brothers met, they were a little calm, and then quickly turned nervous, because Lian Sanyue was walking towards the hall.

Whether it was the brothers of the Jing family or the ministers in the court, when they saw Lian Sanyue's figure getting closer, they subconsciously became nervous, even Lu Guogong and others were no exception. No one can keep calm when facing her after seeing a scene like today.

Lian Sanyue ignored these people and walked directly to Jing Jiu.

Halfway through, she stopped suddenly, stretched out her hand to grab some water in the air, washed off the blood on her face, and continued walking.

Lian Sanyue walked past Jing Jiu and sat down on the stone steps.

Jing Jiu also walked back, sat down beside her, and looked at her profile.

The peach blossom is still trembling slightly between the temples, stained with some blood, it is even more beautiful.