Chapter 900 Demon Sword Marquis
"These three different levels of strength are very different, and even they are both at the sixth level of longevity, but the difference may be even greater than other levels..."
"The Holy Church only accepts geniuses from the current era, and it has just been established, so there are no masters at the king level for the time being."
Hearing what Feng Jiaojiao said, Chen Fan also sighed a lot in his heart.
He is also clear.
It's not that the sixth level of longevity is so special, but because the strength difference between the sixth level of longevity and the Demon God King series is too great.
Just like Chen Fan.
Now that he is only at the second level of longevity, he can pass through the seventh floor of Tongtian Tower. When he is at the sixth level of longevity, his strength will naturally far exceed that of his peers.
The masters who can achieve the title of Marquis and King must also be the most peerless geniuses.
In fact, the masters who can reach this level are also the embryos of the demon kings, and they will not easily die in the catastrophe. I don’t know how many eras have accumulated. few.
And with the great changes in the world, these people will be born slowly.
He Feng Jiaojiao hung up the communication.
"The ancestor of the Sword Sect was able to resist the Demon God King without dying, and he will never be an ordinary sixth-level longevity. He must be a prince if he is not a king..."
Chen Fan was also thoughtful.
Jianzong is not a hidden sect, and that ancestor is also a figure of the current era. If he hadn't suffered heavy injuries, he would definitely be called a peerless genius.
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a.
The tenth tower circle.
A huge empty cave.
Flame roulettes floated in the sky one by one, illuminating the huge crypt brightly.
Chen Fan followed Feng Jiaojiao into the cave.
His eyes were also on the figures in the cave for the first time.
Seven or eight people.
Each of them exudes a magnificent and powerful momentum.
Half of them are non-human, with various shapes and skins.
"Chen Fan, you're here." A figure walked over with a smile, and it was Yuhu who hadn't seen him for several months.
Chen Fan also nodded towards him.
Yuhu is a demon who was born in the Chaos Sea, so it's quite normal for him to know Feng Jiaojiao.
After exchanging a few words with Yuhu, Chen Fan followed Feng Jiaojiao to the crowd.
"You should all know this little guy, Chen Fan, he is my friend now!" Feng Jiaojiao introduced to several people.
The few remaining people were either silent or cold-eyed.
In comparison, Chen Fan's talent was not appreciated by them.
Only one person came up with a warm smile on his face: "Chen Fan, I have admired you for a long time."
This is a handsome man in white.
The temperament is dusty.
Chen Fan also nodded politely to him: "I don't know Your Excellency..."
Feng Jiaojiao introduced:
"This is your human race, Yuxuehou Yongguan from the Extreme Ice Sect. He is the great apprentice of the Extreme Ice Sect. He is only a thousand years old, but he has already reached the strength of being a Marquis!"
"Among the many apprentices of that lord, they are all ranked first!"
The person from the Extreme Ice Sect that Feng Jiaojiao mentioned was naturally referring to the Sacred Emperor of Extreme Ice.
But this kind of existence, as long as you mention him, he can sense it, so naturally you can't talk about it lightly.
Chen Fan's eyes flashed when he heard the words, and he was very polite to him: "So it's Senior Brother Yong."
Although he had some conflicts with Togo from the Extreme Ice Sect, he still had a good impression of the Extreme Ice Sacred Emperor.
Especially the person, who is likely to be the one who gave me the fragments of the follow-up heavenly scriptures of "God's Walk" and "Nightmare Prayer"...
Not to mention that he saved his own life.
In fact, even if he is not counted as the Holy Emperor of Extreme Ice, this Yong Guan alone has the power to be a Marquis, so he is worth making friends with!
It is only over a thousand years old.
Chen Fan knew that among the hermit sects, there were many people who had lived through multiple epochs who could not reach the sixth level of longevity.
For example, the leader of the Liberty League.
As a person who has lived in the last era to the present, he is only at the fifth level of longevity!
Chen Fan doesn't know exactly how long an era will last before the catastrophe, but it must be at least tens of thousands of years.
Yong Guan is very humble:
"I can barely break through the tenth floor of the Tongtian Tower. Although Jiaojiao is one floor lower than me in the Tongtian Tower, her actual strength is not much worse than mine. In a few years, she should be able to become a Marquis."
"Heh heh heh." Feng Jiaojiao was also very proud: "We're not even five hundred years old yet."
Chen Fan gave a thumbs up: "Jiaojiao, you are really amazing."
Feng Jiaojiao has a pure heart, and she directly reveals her thoughts. This is the advantage and weakness of the alien race.
Emotions and temperament are far inferior to human warriors of the same level.
Feng Jiaojiao heyed a few times, and she was also very proud.
Nayong Guan turned to look at Chen Fan: "Chen Fan, you have already broken through the seventh floor of Tongtian Tower at a young age. If you ask me, within five hundred years, you will also have the power to be a Marquis."
Chen Fan couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he heard the words.
But in my heart I am amazed.
With his own speciality and strength, Yong Guan thought that he would only have the power to be a Marquis for five hundred years, but he could see from the side that it would be difficult to improve his strength in the future.
Feng Jiaojiao "hummed" twice again: "Don't you see who I, Feng Jiaojiao, would like to associate with?!"
Seeing Feng Jiaojiao's appearance, Chen Fan also laughed and shook his head.
Several people exchanged pleasantries, but Chen Fan's eyes quickly turned to the corner, a short boy with a silver body and a silver horn.
He felt the breath of swordsmanship in him!
This should be the "Demon Sword Lord" that Feng Jiaojiao said had comprehended the way of the sword.
It's just that he didn't expect that this person was not a human race!
Generally, alien races who can enter the first rank rely on their own innate advantages and bloodline strength.
But if you want to achieve something in the way of the sword, it is not something you can do with the blessing of blood.
It is impossible for any bloodline to help improve the way of the sword.
On the contrary, the human race has special Dharma body and Dao body. For example, Chen Fan can be regarded as an acquired Sword Dao Dharma body.
Yong Guan beside Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly:
"He is Chuanjiu, the Marquis of the Demon Sword, and he is not older than me, but a creature of the "Silver Demon" clan..."
The 'Silver Demon Clan' is a group at the bottom of the Chaos Sea...
"This Chuanjiu was able to come to this step because he worshiped a human swordsman as his teacher."
"And Chuanjiu himself has shown a terrifying talent in swordsmanship, but he is a peerless figure who has passed the eleventh floor of Tongtian Tower. He is also in the first echelon in the first sequence of the temple."
"And because of him, the 'Silver Demon' clan also left their position at the bottom of the sea of chaos, and the entire clan has become popular with swordsmanship."
Chen Fan was also taken aback: "So that's how it is..."
Compared with Yong Guan, who left his name on the tenth floor, Chuan Jiu was able to leave his name on the eleventh floor, but his strength level is not ordinary.
It is not impossible for foreigners to practice the kung fu and secret techniques of the human race.
However, due to the racial structure and cardinality issues, it is extremely rare for someone like Kawajiu to practice swordsmanship successfully.
As if sensing the eyes of the two, Chuan Jiu raised his head and looked at the two, his eyes were pure and silent, like a shy boy next door.
Yong Guan also smiled and nodded silently towards him, extremely polite.
Lin Lei's thoughts turned, but he suppressed other thoughts, but he took the initiative to step forward:
"I have met Senior Brother Chuanjiu, and I am Chen Fan."
Chuanjiu froze for a moment, then nodded a little dullly: "I... know you."
Not only is his performance slow, but his speaking speed is also quite slow.
Chen Fan exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then went straight to the point: "I also practice swordsmanship, I wonder if I can ask my brother for advice?"
Kawakyu paused for a moment, then nodded: "Of course...you can."