Chapter 1570: 50 Warriors Return to Defense Two
Ren Zhanfeng's face turned pale. He had followed Ren Hua for many years, and he vaguely guessed what the suzerain wanted to say next.
But before the suzerain really said that guess, he still hoped that the content of the guess would not appear.
Ren Hua seemed to see through Ren Zhanfeng's mind, sighed, and continued.
"You went up to the mountain to practice at the age of eight, broke through the divine realm at the age of thirty-seven, and became an elder at the age of fifty-six.
Up to now, he has been an elder for more than seventy years.
I think you should remember that when I went to the mountain to practice, I was the suzerain of Wenjianzong. "
Blade Zhanfeng nodded, he naturally remembered these.
At that time, the suzerain was the existence he needed to look up to, just like the bright moon in the sky, elusive and unattainable.
Before he could recall more, his thoughts were interrupted by Renhua's voice. "You just remember these.
I have been the suzerain of Wenjianzong for more than one hundred and eighty years, and I only took this position when I was seventy years old.
Ha ha ha, so calculated, now I am also an old man in his 250s.
The cultivation base of the eighth heaven of the divine place can prolong life, but it cannot escape the laws of life and death.
The last time I woke up from the illusion, my body was injured, and then I retreated day and night.
However, the fallen cultivation base and the injured physical body have not been able to recover for a long time.
Zhan Feng, you should understand the reason for the delay in recovery. "
"this……"
Blade Zhanfeng couldn't speak, and his face became even uglier.
"If you don't want to say it, then I will say it myself.
I am old, and my body is going downhill, an irreversible downhill.
Every year after that, the cultivation base will decline until the lifelong hard work will come to naught.
Hey, I have no chance to touch the Ninth Heaven of Divine Presence Realm.
Zhan Feng, I am the Suzerain of the Wenjian Sect, the Supreme Sword Sect, the strongest sword cultivator who has stood on the Cloud Sleeve Continent for a hundred years.
It is not my wish to be polished by the years and turn into loess as an ordinary person.
Swordsman, rather fold stainless, understand? "
Hearing Ren Hua's last words, Ren Zhanfeng knew that there was no possibility of the suzerain's thinking changing.
Even he himself was moved by these words.
That's right, how could a supreme cultivator at the eighth level of the divine realm be willing to lose his strength little by little and die in a peaceful place.
The strong should be like a shooting star, blooming with incomparably gorgeous brilliance at the last moment of life.
He frowned and thought, and asked in difficulty: "Sect Master, since you have made a decision, I won't say anything more.
It's just that there are no candidates for the successor of the suzerain right now. Do you have to decide on a few first? "
Ren Hua patted Ren Zhanfeng on the shoulder, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You know who to choose, so I don't need to say more."
After finishing speaking, Ren Hua raised his hand to remove the sound barrier, and waved his hand to let the practitioners continue to retreat to Tianzhou.
On the other hand, he stepped forward through the crowd, meeting the army of blazing souls that was following closely behind.
Hong Xiaohuan was puzzled, and ran over to ask, "Elder, is he the suzerain?"
Ren Zhanfeng pushed Hong Xiaohuan back into the crowd of practitioners: "Don't worry about it, the suzerain has his own arrangements."
Vibrating the sea of Qi, extracting Qi Jin from it, driving the accumulated power of heaven and earth to rise together.
Extract the power to the dantian, run the exercises and sword formulas, and then transport them to all parts of the body through specific routes.
Blade Hua narrowed her eyes slightly, and gradually raised her strength to the fifth heaven of the divine realm with each breath.
The gray divine ring at the back of the head rotated leisurely, and five rays of Fuyuan divine light radiated from the edge of the ring, piercing deeply into the air.
Gu is different from the past, this time he improves his strength layer by layer, pursuing stability and solidity.
Only by laying a solid foundation when raising the level of strength can we exert 100% strength at each level.
Suddenly, the slightly squinted eyes opened, and the pupils were completely covered by gray light.
With the will to kill, two sword lights as thick as thumbs shot out from his eyes.
The sword light is not long, only six feet, but it flashes a dazzling bright shadow like lightning.
The earth puppets were exploded along the way, just like the window paper, crackling and being punctured, opening up two long aisles.
Until the sword light touched a blazing soul, pierced through the armor of its arms, and pierced the back of the chest armor.
Only then did the sword light completely lose its shape, shattering into the power of heaven and earth, and scattered light spots.
After using the Sha Nian sword technique, Ren Hua jumped up from the ground and flew into the air at a height of three feet.
Looking at other directions in the distance, he saw the shadows of some practitioners, and they were also observing from the sky.
These cultivators, like themselves, gave up the opportunity to withdraw the ancient Tianzhou, and took the initiative to stay to help others.
Some of them were wearing sword birches very familiarly, such as the Dark Blood Supreme Shadow Crow.
The other cultivators were also the ones who joined the vanguard team and got off the Tianzhou boat to clean up the landing zone in advance.
Seeing this, there was a hint of relief on his face.
Sure enough, the practitioners who voluntarily join the vanguard team all have a strong sense of responsibility. Zheng Qiu took the initiative to stand up and shoulder the most dangerous task with just a word.
There are a total of 50 practitioners in the vanguard team, and they are now surrounding the huge sky boat that covers the clouds and the sun, frantically attacking and chasing the approaching army of blazing souls.
With such a small number of people, it is of course impossible to repel the enemy army, and it is also impossible to kill Chi Hun in large numbers.
At best, do some detonating clay puppets, or let the blazing soul be injured.
In order to better buy time, delay the attack speed of the blazing soul army.
Each of them deliberately changed the environment when attacking, forming various obstacles.
For example, cut across the ground with a knife light, leaving a deep ditch, hindering the enemy's walking.
Another example is blasting out a vortex air wave to gather the crushed detonating soil puppets. Form a blocking hill.
"Hurry up and get on the sky boat, hurry up, hurry up! Did you hear me, hurry up..."
Zheng Qiu continued to shout loudly, urging the practitioners who had withdrawn from the various defense lines to speed up the speed of climbing the sky boat.
He controls the dharma body, stands tall and sees far, and naturally has a panoramic view of the situation of the vanguard cultivators who are left behind.
Of course, the vanguard team of 50 cultivators above the False God Realm couldn't withstand the attack of the Blazing Soul Army. Even if they tried their best to delay, the enemy's approaching speed was still visible to the naked eye.
Zheng Qiu didn't want these strong men to die in vain because they voluntarily cut off their queens.
He let go of his spiritual power, covered the entire mountain base with his will, and enveloped fifty vanguard practitioners.
At the same time, the dharma body waved its hands, and with that majestic power, it continuously gathered the power of heaven and earth to condense into a sphere.
Once it senses that a vanguard practitioner is in danger, the law body immediately throws the sphere of power of heaven and earth, and uses an explosion to help him out of trouble.
Among them, the vanguard practitioners in the west and south have less pressure to delay after the break.
In the west, there is a horizontal landing meteor blocking, forming a terrain screen, which has hindered the enemy's advance.
To the south is Yunyou. She wields the magical weapon Yunshan Mist, and repeatedly uses the Wind and Elephant Sword.
The giant sword of the violent wind swept back and forth, like a big knife cutting weeds, clearing a large area with one sweep.
The practitioners of Qianyun Sect had been escorted by her, and had successfully leaned under the ancient sky boat.
Follow the opened hatch and enter the interior of the sky boat.
"It's not enough to just help with the Dharma body. The consumption of fifty of them is too much. I have to cultivate some herbs."
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