Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 902 Five Elements Sword Master
"It turns out that this kid fled into Jianyuan in a hurry, and he came to seek refuge with this servant." Shen Qianfan smiled coldly, and looked at a young man in white who had kept his eyes closed, "Gu Zhihan, do you have this man?" interest?"

"One sword is enough!" Gu Zhihan opened his eyes and said calmly.

When Bai Xingye and the others saw that Gu Zhihan was about to make a move, they all laughed.

Gu Zhihan was born in the sword cultivator lineage of Taixu Shrine, his grandfather, grandmother, father, and mother are all sword masters.

Gu Zhihan's kendo talent is excellent, but at the age of 36, the kendo realm has reached the peak of the Unity Realm, and even his cultivation has reached the Dao Fruit Realm Dzogchen.

Even Shen Qianfan was not completely sure of defeating him.

He walked towards the masked man step by step, his body began to blur from the feet, and when he approached the masked man, his whole body became a phantom.

"Shh!"

Gu Zhihan accelerated violently, and his whole body seemed to have turned into an illusory sword, stabbing the masked man between the eyebrows.

"boom!"

The masked man stepped on the ground suddenly, and thousands of sword shadows erupted from his body, covering the sky and the sun.He raised his hand and grabbed it, and thousands of sword shadows immediately turned into an extremely huge phantom sword, slashing down like lightning.

"Ah..." Gu Zhihan screamed and rolled out, revealing a shocking scar from his chest to his lower abdomen, even his internal organs were exposed.

If it wasn't for the inner armor on his body, he would have been split in half and fell directly.

"You're right, one sword is enough!" Bai Wenjian showed contempt in his eyes.

Gu Zhihan swallowed a stalk of holy medicine, stabilized his injury, and said with a sad face: "You have such a cultivation level, you are definitely not an unknown person, who are you?"

"The past is like smoke, I'm just a minor cultivator under the command of the master." Bai Wenjian's eyes showed a sharp look, and he looked at Shen Qianfan and Bai Xingye, "Come on together, I still want to comprehend the sword diagram, I really don't want to waste time on you bunch of ants."

Shen Qianfan really wanted to make a move, but Gu Zhihan's injury told him that he could only block the opponent's sword twice at most.

He was timid, and this timidity made him feel humiliated. He is the number one swordsman of the younger generation of the Ministry of War.

But now when he meets a monk of the same realm, he doesn't even have the courage to draw his sword.

This masked man towered over there like a towering mountain, which made him unable to breathe and felt extremely oppressed.

Bai Xingye also didn't dare to make a move, his strength was not as good as Shen Qianfan's, which made him extremely aggrieved.

Ji Kong was stunned.

Before, when he saw Ye Mao snatching his seat, he laughed heartily, thinking that this idiot was just trying to kill himself.

When Bai Xingye and his gang took action, he felt even happier, thinking that the kid was doomed, but he didn't expect a servant to appear suddenly.

That servant was so strong that he was weaker than Gu Zhihan, and he couldn't even block a move in front of that servant.

After thinking about it, Ji Kong felt happy, and said, "Xia Mao, Xia Mao, Shen Qianfan and Bai Xingye will definitely not give up after suffering such humiliation, just wait and see!"

Yun Miao was also surprised by the strength of the masked man, but she immediately thought: "Xia Mao, so this is your reliance, but unfortunately your strength is too weak, and you will suffer a lot if you rely on a servant."

On the other eight futons around, five or six people also noticed this brief confrontation, including Sikong Qingyun and Lin Xiangrong.

A strange look swept across their eyes, and after glancing at Bai Wenjian, their gazes all fell on Ye Mao.

It's just that Ye Mao hid it very deeply, Sikong Qingyun and Lin Xiangrong only found out that he was a monk of the Sea Clan.

Bai Wenjian went to comprehend the sword diagram.

Shen Qianfan, Bai Xingye, Gu Zhihan and the man surnamed Huo gathered together.

"This matter can't be left alone." Gu Zhihan's eyes showed strong hatred. He was injured too badly and had to leave here to recuperate.

This is tantamount to making him miss this great opportunity, how can he not hate it.

Bai Xingye said coldly: "On the territory of the human race, the few of us suffered from a blood slave from the sea race. We must get it back."

"This time there are powerful characters coming from all major forces. For example, we have the Sword Master of the Moon in the Ministry of War. It's just that they have entered the Rainfall Sword Realm. We have to find a way to notify them. As long as one person comes over, they will be able to kill the two easily. Bedbugs." Shen Qianfan said.

"No need!" The hatred in the eyes of the man surnamed Huo was stronger than anyone else's, "At most half a month, our Five Elements Sword Master from Wuji Dao Sect will rush to this place, and will definitely smash those two bastards to pieces."

"Okay, okay, with Five Elements Sword Master coming out, they will definitely be doomed." Bai Xingye said happily.

Shen Qianfan also laughed. He had heard about the prestige of the "Five Elements Sword Master" in the Ministry of War for a long time. They are not sword masters, but terrifying existences who have fought against sword masters.

Ji Kong kept pricking up his ears, listening to those people's conversation, and when he heard this, he looked at Ye Mao and smiled.

Ye Mao didn't understand all this at all. He was immersed in the first sword drawing, feeling the falling raindrops, and heard voices coming from those raindrops in a trance.

He calmed down and discerned word by word. Just like this, he felt that the rain was no longer rain, and every drop had life, like a person, like a spiritual weapon with a spirit, like a planet with consciousness...

"This first level should be rain is not rain, rain has spirit!" Ye Mao thought to this point.

I saw the raindrops in the painting instantly gathered into a white-haired old man, raised his hand, and a ray of holy light shot out, covering him, and there was a formula in his ear, which was impressively the first two levels of practice in "Raining Rain Great Sword Art". Law.

"It's only been a day, and he comprehended the first sword diagram, and his comprehension is too heaven-defying." Many people were surprised.

"Yeah, I've been studying here for almost half a month, and I've only touched a little bit of the fur of the first sword picture." Someone was even more surprised when he compared it.

"It is said that Ye Mao, the descendant of the desolate sage of the Sea Clan, pioneered the way of water for the way of heaven, and has the highest understanding in ancient times. Compared with this guy, I am afraid that he is not much better."

This movement startled even the other people sitting cross-legged in front.

Sikong Qingyun snorted coldly, and said: "The Sword Drawing of Falling Rain is mysterious and inexhaustible. Some people can comprehend it as a rare treasure, while others comprehend it as a dead branch and rotten grass."

"That's right, it doesn't take much effort to comprehend the tasteless tasteless ribs." Shen Qianfan nodded in agreement.

Ye Mao didn't comment on these people's comments, and secretly studied the first two formulas of "Raining Rain Great Sword Art" with his avatar, which confirmed each other with the mystery of "Rain is not rain" that he had comprehended.

After he fully understood and figured it out, he asked his avatar to practice, while he looked at the second picture of the sword, ready to comprehend it.

At this time, Yun Miao came over and said in a low voice: "Those people invited the Five Elements Sword Master to deal with you. Your servant is definitely not their opponent. You should leave quickly, or you won't be able to leave if it is too late."

"Who is the Five Elements Sword Master and how high is his cultivation?" Seeing Yun Miao's serious expression, Ye Mao asked.

(End of this chapter)