Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 391: Ink-stained Sky Zhang Juzheng, fulfilling his promise, steps into the land of immortals and demons
Xun Lin, the swordsman in the clouds of Haoran Academy, is a disciple of Meng Haoran, and is a twin dragon of swordsmanship and Confucianism.

Xun Lin's famous battle was when he fought against the twelve sword elites of Qingyun Immortal Sect with only his sword and remained undefeated.

Especially after his cultivation reached the Dragon-Elephant level, he killed the great monster Hunlun in the Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters with nine swords, becoming a representative of the warriors among the Confucianists and Taoists in Qingtian Continent.

Meng Shuyao looked at Xun Lin, her face showing a serious expression.

The last time Xun Lin took action was ten years ago.

In the past ten years, Xun Lin’s combat effectiveness has increased a lot.

If he didn't use the Yunmeng Fan, I wonder if Zhang Juzheng could block Xun Lin's three swords?
Thinking of the extraordinary strength Zhang Yuan displayed in Banshan Courtyard, Meng Shuyao felt that it was possible for Zhang Yuan to remain undefeated with three swords.

"Sword cultivator."

Zhang Yuan nodded, a glimmer of shrewdness in his eyes.

"I heard that Master Meng Haoran of Haoran Academy is unrivaled in swordsmanship. I'll ask for his advice in person someday if I have the chance."

Ask Meng Haoran in person?

What I mean is, Xun Lin’s sword is not good enough?

Xun Lin's face twitched slightly, and his palm pressed on the hilt of the long sword at his waist.

In Qingtian Continent, no one has looked down upon his Sword in the Clouds like this in at least twenty years.

"Zheng——"

The long sword was unsheathed, and the dim sword light turned into a stream of light, and in a flash of light and shadow it appeared in front of Zhang Yuan.

fast.

Xun Lin's name, Sword in the Clouds, comes from the fact that his swordsmanship is as swift as a crane in the clouds, and he can move in an instant.

The sword thrust out at this moment was extremely fast, and the light and shadow had left afterimages, as if the space was torn apart and distorted inch by inch.

After reaching the Grandmaster level, everyone's practice and the understanding of the Dao they control will develop in different directions. This is the beauty of practice in the world.

Xun Lin's sword is designed to pursue the ultimate in speed and ethereality.

At this moment, Meng Shuyao could only widen her eyes and hold her breath unconsciously.

If it were her, she would not be able to resist Xun Lin's sword at all.

"when--"

The long sword was blocked two feet in front of Zhang Yuan's chest.

What blocked the sword was a finger stretched out by Zhang Yuan.

The Vajra Finger inherited from Yuzhao Temple.

This technique, when cultivated to its peak, is only at the level of a Vajra Grandmaster, but in Zhang Yuan's hands it has transformed into something magical.

The fingertips are light golden in color, which is a sign that the Golden Body Technique has been cultivated to the extreme and transformed into an indestructible golden body.

Such a golden body is invulnerable to swords and guns.

The force that was pointed out with one finger was the gathered strength of Zhang Yuan's physical body. Before it became a dragon-elephant, it had already gathered two dragons.

"Om-"

The long sword instantly bent and turned into an arc.

Xun Lin, holding a sword in his hand, changed his expression, pointed his toes, and flew straight up into the sky, dissipating the force of Zhang Yuan's finger.

Three feet.

Five feet.

Ten feet.

Twenty feet.

Thirty feet!
With the force of this finger, Xun Lin rushed up thirty feet before he finally stabilized.

The force of this finger is at least one million pounds!

Standing at a height of thirty feet, Xun Lin looked at Zhang Yuan standing below him, with a hint of horror in his eyes.

In worldly practice, the meaning of the Dragon Elephant Master is that all the power must be gathered and blessed with the power of the Great Dao to have the power of a dragon and an elephant. However, it does not mean that you can have the power of a dragon and an elephant by just raising your hands and feet!
Zhang Yuan's casual move of a finger was as powerful as that of a dragon. Couldn't his physical strength be that of a dragon-elephant?

A dragon elephant in the flesh?

Are there really such strong people in the world?
As his body fell, Xun Lin took a deep breath, and the green edge of the sword in his hand slowly condensed.

Zhang Yuan’s strength was beyond his imagination, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t strike again after that first strike.

"Clouds gather and disperse into a single sword, the wind and thunder are my own, not heaven's—"

The majestic power of Confucianism and Taoism rose with the low hum, and a trace of golden thunder power on the sword edge penetrated the air, bringing out strands of light and shadow.

The sword light was too fast, like the whistling wind and thunder.

Meng Shuyao stood there, looking at the sword falling from the sky, her fists clenched tightly, her nails digging into her flesh without her realizing it.

Xun Lin, the swordsman in the clouds and the chief disciple of Meng Haoran in Haoran Academy, has shown with this sword the power to dominate Qingtian Continent.

How to block such a sword?
We are both at the Dragon-Elephant realm, so what can we use to block this sword?
Zhang Yuan also stood where he was. Xun Lin's talent in swordsmanship and his cultivation in Confucianism and Taoism were indeed not bad.

Unfortunately, the foundation is too shallow.

It's not his fault.

Everyone is the same in Qingtianzhou.

Looking at Xun Lin's sword falling from the sky, Zhang Yuan felt a little emotional.

If Xun Lin was born in Yongtianzhou, his combat power at the same level would definitely be a hundred times stronger.

If Zhang Yuan were in Xun Lin's place, he wouldn't do much better than Xun Lin.

There are countless heroes in the world, but most of them are just like Zhang Yuan, who was born in Daqin and can soar into the sky.

A faint golden light gathered in his eyes, and Zhang Yuan slowly raised his arm.

One finger.

Point out.

"Om-"

The shadows of a dragon and an elephant appeared behind him, and the faint shadow of the Mingwang condensed like a golden body.

A finger pointing to the sky is a finger from the Ming Wang!
"when--"

The golden finger collided with Xun Lin's sword, and the lightning on the sword instantly penetrated Zhang Yuan's body.

The golden lightning wrapped around his body and shuttled inside and outside.

Xun Lin stared at the scene in a daze.

"Don't think that the Way of Thunder is the most domineering power in the world. So what? There are people in the world who can block thunder with their flesh and blood. There is no absolute power in this world."

When I first cultivated the Wind and Thunder Sword, the words of my teacher Meng Haoran came to my mind.

At that time, I thought, how could there be anyone in the world who could receive lightning with his mortal body?

Now, don’t you see it?
Zhang Yuan paused his fingertips, and Xun Lin's body fell backwards. He fell ten feet away, staggered, and hit his back against the corridor column.

The corridor pillar shook slightly, and the rockery three meters high collapsed!
"Piercing Strength, this is cultivating Penetrating Strength to its extreme..."

Xun Lin stared blankly at the rockery that had shattered into powder, muttering to himself.

If the force from Zhang Yuan's attack hadn't penetrated the rockery, but had instead been injected directly into his heart and lungs...

Xun Lin didn't dare to think about it.

Looking up, he saw that the lightning on Zhang Yuan's body had dissipated.

"There is another sword, this thunder, not bad."

Zhang Yuan put his hands behind his back and spoke loudly.

Not bad.

This bolt of lightning seemed to awaken Zhang Yuan's dragon power, red dragon ball, dragon elephant relic, and the immortal golden elixir.

Even the power of the dragon and elephant has become much more active.

Unfortunately, the power of thunder is too weak. If it were ten thousand times stronger, it might be able to transform all his strength.

Both immortals and demons need to go through thunder tribulations in their practice, including the training of martial arts, and there is also the saying of cleansing the body with the power of thunder.

Zhang Yuan didn’t pay attention to it before, but now he sees that this power of thunder is really useful.

Looking at Zhang Yuan standing in front of the stone steps, Xun Lin slowly sheathed the sword in his hand.

"Forget about the last sword. If there's a chance, I'll let you see it."

Taking a deep breath, Xun Lin said in a deep voice: "I will go with you to the land of immortals and demons."

Zhang Yuan looked at him, nodded, hope in his eyes, and said, "I also have a condition."

"Come with me, you can have more thunder."

Xun Lin's mouth twitched.

Zhang Yuan turned his head and looked at Meng Shuyao, who had a confused look on her face.

"Senior Sister Meng, go back to Bailu Mountain and tell the Master that I'm going to the Land of Immortals and Demons to seek justice for the Confucianism and Taoism of Yuning City."

Meng Shuyao opened her mouth, tightened her grip on the spear, and her expression changed for a long time before she nodded and said, "Then, you... take care..."

She knew that it would be meaningless even if she asked to go with him.

If she goes, she will only become a burden.

After a single blow sunk the land for a hundred miles for seven days, the junior master from Bailu Academy, Mo Ran Cang Tian Zhang Juzheng, fulfilled his promise and stepped into the land of immortals and demons.

Also accompanying him was Xun Lin, the Yunzhongjian from Haoran Academy.

(End of this chapter)