Chapter 1066 of the Immortal Realm Chapter Old Man Mei's swordsmanship

"Hehe, could it be that immortal brewing is also good for on-the-spot combat?" Zhao Di asked with some suspicion.

"Of course, if there is a pot of Heavenly Immortal Brew, combined with the old and original Drunken Immortal Sword Technique, it may not be this person's opponent!" Old Man Mei said proudly.

Zhao Di smiled silently, but he didn't believe it in his heart.

Old man Mei began to talk to Zhao Di again about his immortal wine immortal brew, in the mouth of old man Mei, it was simply as long as he drank his immortal brew, he could become an immortal in one day, invincible in the world.

Zhao Di naturally didn't dare to believe it, when a drunkard talked about wine, he couldn't help but be a little exaggerated.

Old man Mei's words and gags seemed to be intentionally relaxing Zhao Di's nervous mood before the battle.

In the small talk between the two, on top of Sendai, several rounds of competition have been conducted.

Except for one game in which the monks of both sides were evenly matched, and the victory and defeat were determined after a long battle of incense, the rest of the games showed a one-sided situation.

Master duels, as long as there is a trace of shortcomings or flaws, can become the opponent's breakthrough, usually a few moments of confrontation, the winner or loser.

Before I knew it, it was the turn of the seventh group to fight, but there was only one middle-aged man standing in Sendai with a pair of double hooks, and his opponent was not seen.

Zhao Dizheng was surprised, and suddenly Old Man Mei patted his head and exclaimed, "Isn't the old decay the seventh group!"

Before the words fell, Old Man Mei flew onto Sendai in a panic.

There were inevitably a few sneers in the crowd, and Zhao Di also smiled, this is not the first time that this old drunkard has committed this kind of confusion.

"I'm sorry, I haven't drunk immortal wine for three days, I'm a little confused!" Old man Mei bowed to the middle-aged man and said with a sneer.

"It turned out to be a greedy cup!" The middle-aged man looked immobile on the surface, but he couldn't help but feel a little in his heart

After the two saluted each other, the competition officially began.

The middle-aged man seemed to be planning to watch and move, and his double hooks were staggered to protect the front of him, and he was not in a hurry to make a move; And Old Man Mei also slowly sacrificed the blue water sword in his hand, and drew three completely unnecessary sword tricks in mid-air before turning the tip of the sword and gently pointing at the other party.

With a "bang" sound, a cloud of flowing water sword qi surged towards the middle-aged man, the speed was not fast, and the power was very ordinary, and it seemed that there was no threat at all.

Most of the monks in the audience had unchanged faces, or showed disappointed expressions, judging from this sword, this competition would not be very exciting. *.**/*

Either the old man was defeated in an instant, or the strength of both sides was ordinary, and the scene was dull.

The young man was relieved in his heart, and judging from the power of this sword, this battle was easier than he had expected.

He no longer hesitated, and suddenly mobilized the true yuan mana, injecting a large amount of immortal qi into the double hook in his hand.

Suddenly, a layer of cold light suddenly appeared on the double hooks, and an extremely cold force spread out in all directions, and at the same time, two moonbud-like blade lights shot out like lightning, one towards the flowing water sword qi, and the other towards Old Man Mei.

"It's such a strong icy field. It turns out that this person is an ice attribute martial arts cultivator, and with this pair of cold moon hooks, his strength should not be underestimated!" Zhao Di felt a pang in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly complain for Old Man Mei.

Old Man Mei seemed to turn a blind eye to the other party's attack, and continued to slowly manipulate the Blue Water Sword, and the sword qi slashed out one by one.

It is also strange to say, after the terrifying cold light hit the seemingly weak and weak flowing water sword qi, it was gradually dissolved by it, although the flowing water sword qi was also split in half, but it still turned into two thinner streams of water, slowly surrounding the middle-aged people.

As Old Man Mei slashed out one sword after another, the flowing sword qi became more and more, always wrapping around the middle-aged man, like a layer of water curtain that was getting thicker and thicker.

The power of extreme cold in the prime of life seems terrifying, but it can't freeze this water curtain, and the shining cold moon hook, although it can easily cut and tear this water curtain, but the latter is connected again in a moment

At this moment, not only the middle-aged people and the other monks in the audience were secretly surprised, but even Zhao Di was stunned.

"The flowing water is not endless, it is endless! This is actually the power of a very clever water attribute law!" Zhao Di was taken aback, the power of this water attribute law was not the law field attached to Old Man Mei's own exercises, but the power of the water attribute law contained in the blue water sword was slowly displayed through the clever swordsmanship.

"I didn't expect this old man Mei's swordsmanship, it really has something unique!" Zhao Di's heart moved, and he watched every trick of the old man's every move.

The sword aura is continuous, and its meaning is lingering. The immortal spirit qi sacrificed by Old Man Mei is slow and unhurried, endless, which is in line with the original intention of the law of water attributes.

Zhao Dizheng watched it with relish, and suddenly a young man's voice came from his ears: "The intention of using the sword is not to pursue the incomparable sharpness, not to pursue the invincible might, but to give full play to the law characteristics of the sword itself." Your fellow swordsmanship is much better than yours!"

Zhao Di followed the voice and looked, sure enough, it was from the "Sword Saint" boy.

"We don't pursue incomparable sharpness, we don't pursue invincible might, but we just want to give full play to the characteristics of the law contained in the sword. Zhao Di thought in his heart, savoring these seemingly simple words that gave him a huge impact.

The way of sword intent that he practiced before pursued was sword qi and domineering; Combining swordsmanship with divine thoughts, the power of the sword is compressed into a thin or even invisible sword intent, so as to achieve the greatest lethality, which is incomparably sharp, and almost nothing can be slashed.

However, in the mouth of the Sword Saint Boy, this no longer seems to be the most brilliant swordsmanship, and in the immortal realm where the treasure of Xuantian is fighting, the sword intent does not seem to be able to fully exert the power of the sword.

"With the change of the environment, with the improvement of the quality of the sword, the way of using the sword will also change dramatically. Zhao Di secretly thought, and his thoughts instantly drifted to the clouds.

At this time, the battle situation on Sendai gradually reversed.

Old man Mei, who was obviously at a disadvantage, after the endless stream of flowing water sword qi, wrapped the middle-aged people layer by layer, and the pair of cold moon hooks that the middle-aged people were very domineering, even though they were sharp, they were constantly consumed by this layer of water curtain, and the cold ice field he sacrificed could not freeze the flowing water, but was gradually eaten away by the flowing water sword qi, and finally the water curtain tightened more and more.

At this point, anyone can see that the defeat of the monk in the prime of life is only a matter of time.

But Old Man Mei was not in a hurry to make a killing move, and he was still slowly casting spells, giving full play to the power of the water attribute law in the blue water sword, and his swordsmanship also looked more and more elegant and profound.

The monks in the audience didn't dare to have any underestimation of Old Man Mei. The true meaning seems to be realized suddenly.

As for when Old Man Mei won the competition and when he was replaced by other monks' competitions, Zhao Di was actually wandering outside and didn't notice it at all.

I don't know how long it took, Old Man Mei suddenly said to Zhao Di: "Zhao Daoyou, it's your turn!"

Zhao Di was "awakened" by this remark, and only then did he realize that the Sword Saint boy had appeared on Sendai, looking at him with a chuckle with a gaze that was both provocative and contemptuous.

Zhao Di sighed lightly, his figure shook slightly, floated to Sendai, and slowly fell in front of the young man.

"If you admit defeat and quit the Phantom God Realm directly, you can still not lose some divine thoughts. The young man said coldly.

"At the cost of losing some divine thoughts, it is also worth it to learn from Sword Saint Dao friends!" Zhao Di smiled faintly, and his words were neither humble nor arrogant.

The young man nodded and said, "You still have the ambition not to admit defeat, which is very good, at least it shows that you still have a chance to create." ”

"However, when competing, it is far from enough to be full of ambition, everything speaks with strength!"

After the young man snorted coldly, he took the initiative to salute Zhao Di.

Zhao Di hurriedly returned the salute, and then, the two of them each floated back more than a thousand zhang away, and the competition was about to begin.

"Get out of the sword!" the young man said to Zhao Di, who was still on top of the wind sword, floating motionless in mid-air.

Generally speaking, when there is a clear difference in strength, the weaker side is the first to attack, which is also regarded as a kind of respect.

Of course, these are all rules for competing in public, and no one will pay attention to these in the real battle of life and death.

"Yes!" Zhao Di held his sword in front of him, pulled a sword salute, and then slowly pointed the tip of the sword towards the other party.

"Between the two, it was quite polite. Old man Mei frowned, as if he was very worried about Zhao Di, judging from his expression, it seemed that this was not just a competition that happened in the realm of the Phantom Immortal and had nothing to do with life and death.

"Go!" Zhao Di snorted lightly, the Five Elements Sword in his hand slashed into the void, and in a silent voice, an invisible sword intent broke out of the air, suddenly tearing open the void in front of the young man.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for two days, but you've made some progress!" the young man was surprised, but he didn't panic in the slightest.

I didn't see any movement from the young man, and the wind sword under his feet only trembled slightly.

Suddenly, a spatial crack tore open in front of him, just in time to meet Zhao Di's invisible sword intent.

There was a loud bang, sword qi splashed everywhere, and countless cracks burst out in the void.

Although these spatial cracks were repaired in the blink of an eye, the power of this confrontation was revealed.

The monks in the audience suddenly perked up, and it was clear that they were probably waiting for another good duel.

The sword moves of the two of them were both formless and substantial, and they were instantaneous, but they were both extremely powerful, and for the other monks who also held swords, it was definitely a big battle that could not be lost.

"Yes, you've made some progress. But if you can only stimulate the sword intent, you will definitely not be the opponent of this Sword Saint!" the young man said proudly, and the wind sword under his feet began to tremble again.

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