On the stage of life and death, Feng Zhilin only lost his mind for a short time, and immediately reacted.
Since you lost the sword, choose the gun.
He lifted a nine-foot-long iron spear on the fourth floor of the weapon rack, and as expected, he made a move, swept the spear horizontally, and slashed towards Zhang Ruochen diagonally with a whistling sound.
Zhang Ruochen took a step back, dodging the iron spear, his body was as light as a leaf, and flew more than ten feet away.
"Chasing the wind!"
Feng Zhilin transported his true energy to his legs, and displayed a human-level high-grade gait, his legs seemed to be wrapped in a whirlwind, and he followed closely.
After chasing Zhang Ruochen five meters away, he stabbed out again.
True Qi gushes out from the palm of the hand, passes through the barrel of the gun, and reaches the tip of the gun.
A ball of flame shot out from the tip of the iron gun, making the iron gun burn like a dexterous fire snake flying in the air.
"The true energy actually has the flame attribute!" Zhang Ruochen looked at the stabbing spear and nodded slightly.
With Feng Zhilin's current strength, he can at least compete against four ordinary Black Realm great extreme warriors at the same time.
Zhang Ruochen moved a step sideways, his body was like a phantom, and once again dodged Feng Zhilin's full-strength spear.
Feng Zhilin was rather annoyed, and said: "Don't hide if you have the ability, and fight me upright."
"If you can't even touch the corner of my clothes, what qualifications do you have to fight with me?"
Zhang Ruochen held the iron sword in his hand, and said flatly: "Use all your abilities and let me see if you are qualified to let me use the sword."
"hateful!"
Feng Zhilin let out a long howl, and strands of red blood gushed out of his body. The blood flowed towards the ground, forming a circular blood array with a diameter of five meters on the ground.
The blood energy is like silk threads, in the formation, they converge into lines, exuding a faint blood light, wrapping Feng Zhilin in the center.
Blood gas array.
It can only be done if the cultivation base has reached the extreme level of the Xuanji Realm.
Moreover, it seems that the blood formation condensed by Feng Zhilin is not a low-level blood formation, but a medium blood formation.
The higher the level of the blood formation, the greater the increase in the strength of the warrior.
"Red Flame God Playing Spear!"
Feng Zhilin swung the spear horizontally, swung his arm, and the flames covering the surface of the spear became even hotter.
This is a low-level spirit-level marksmanship and martial skill, with a total of eight moves, and Feng Zhilin has already successfully cultivated it.
"Wow!"
The spear stabbed out, forming a cloud of fire, and in an instant, it stabbed in front of Zhang Ruochen.
Under the boost of the blood array, Feng Zhilin's burst speed was even comparable to Zhang Ruochen's.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes became serious, he grasped the iron sword tightly with five fingers, and slashed out with a sword, hitting the tip of the spear, shaking the spear away, and blocking Feng Zhilin's next moves.
Afterwards, he stepped forward quickly, thrust his sword obliquely, and pierced Feng Zhilin's right armpit.
Feng Zhilin's face changed, and he immediately turned the spear, and struck Zhang Ruochen's back with the tail of the spear.
As soon as Zhang Ruochen rushed in front of Feng Zhilin, he felt as if he had jumped into a quagmire, and his speed slowed down a lot. Looking down, he realized that he had stepped into the blood formation, and his speed was suppressed by the blood formation.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen heard the wind, and the tail of the spear was hanging above his head, and it could fall down in an instant. If he was hit by a spear, even if he did not die, he would be seriously injured.
"Sky Heart Sword Bell!"
The zhenqi in Zhang Ruochen's body exploded completely, forming a phantom of a big bell, guarding the heart of the bell in his body.
The tail of the spear hit the phantom of Jianzhong, forming a powerful hedge.
"boom!"
The two of them backed up at the same time, creating a distance of ten meters away again.
Feng Zhilin stood with his gun horizontally, sneered, and said, "My young master can condense a medium blood formation. The power of the blood formation can enhance my strength, and at the same time suppress your strength. Zhang Ruochen, you are dead!"
The blood array is quite similar to the space field, but far inferior to the space field.
The reason why warriors at the highest level of the Black Realm are much stronger than those at the middle level is because warriors at the highest level can condense bleeding formations.
Under the suppression of the power of the blood formation, very few mid-level warriors can defeat the high-level warriors.
"Feng Zhilin has condensed a middle-level blood formation. It's really amazing. If he can be given a lot of cultivation resources, maybe there will be another Xuanbang warrior in the West Academy." Elder Situ gently twisted his beard and smiled knowingly.
Elder Xie snorted coldly and said no more.
"It's over! What Feng Zhilin condensed turned out to be a medium-level blood formation. With the power of an explosive bleeding formation, he is enough to compete with six or seven warriors of the same realm! Your Highness the Ninth Prince is in trouble!" Liu Chengfeng sighed.
"Is the medium blood formation very strong?" A freshman asked.
Liu Chengfeng said: "Among the ten high-level warriors in the Xuanji Realm, only one can condense a medium-level blood formation. Do you think it is strong? If Feng Zhilin has opened up enough meridians in his body, the skills he cultivated And the martial arts are advanced enough, after he reaches the Great Consummation of the Black Extreme Realm, there is even a 10% chance to become a Black List Warrior."
No one dares to say that he will definitely be able to become a Xuanbang warrior, it just depends on the probability.
The 10% chance, although very low, is already very good. At least he has a chance to attack, other fighters don't even have a chance.
Everyone was worried about Zhang Ruochen, and they didn't want Zhang Ruochen to be defeated. Once he is defeated, Liu Chengfeng will definitely not let him live.
"Medium blood formation, not bad!" Zhang Ruochen nodded lightly.
If Zhang Ruochen used the space domain, he would naturally be able to suppress Feng Zhilin and defeat him easily.
However, Zhang Ruochen didn't want to use the power of the space domain.
Seeing that Zhang Ruochen had no fear on his face, Feng Zhilin let out a cold snort, and attacked again. This time, he must pierce Zhang Ruochen's heart.
"Chi Chi!"
With Feng Zhilin's marksmanship thrusting out, the air ignited and made a crackling sound.
Zhang Ruochen didn't dodge, just when the spear pierced within three meters of him, the flames on the spear made his face turn red.
"Heavenly heart full moon!"
The fourth move of Tianxin swordsmanship!
Zhang Ruochen swung his arm, and the spear drew a circle in the void, leaving behind thirty-six white sword shadows. Thirty-six white sword shadows formed a circle, like a bright white moon held in his hands.
"Wow!"
Thirty-six sword shadows flew out at the same time.
Feng Zhilin quickly changed from offense to defense, and kept waving his long spear, smashing the sword energy.
But there were still seven sword qis flying in front of him, four of them struck him, and the other three brushed off his skin surface, leaving only three shallow bloodstains.
"Bang bang!"
Four holes were punched out of Feng Zhilin's clothes by the sword energy, and metal scales were exposed under the holes. It turned out that he was wearing armor under his clothes, which blocked the four sword qi just now.
However, the four sword qi just now were very powerful, even though they were blocked by the armor, they still made Feng Zhilin's blood churn and he suffered some minor injuries.
"What a powerful sword. If Feng Zhilin hadn't worn armor, even if he didn't die just now, he would have been seriously injured."
"Zhang Ruochen is so young, how can he be so skilled in swordsmanship?"
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Elder Xie narrowed his eyes, and suddenly, a look of great joy appeared on his face, and said: "The sword follows the heart to the high-level realm!"
When the other elders heard Elder Xie's words, they suddenly realized that it was true that Zhang Ruochen's swordplay just now had indeed reached the high-level realm of the sword following his heart.
It was so shocking!
You must know that all of them, a group of elders, are in the high-level realm of walking with one's heart, and none of them have reached the peak of walking with one's heart.
Duanmu Xingling was also quite surprised, feeling unbelievable, and said: "His attainments in swordsmanship are so terrifying, once he breaks through the Xuanji Realm and completes it, he will definitely become a Xuanbang warrior, and he will definitely become a Xuanbang fighter. The ranking must not be low."
She only knew that Zhang Ruochen had a high attainment in palm technique, but she did not expect that Zhang Ruochen's attainment in sword technique was even higher.
"Such a high level of swordsmanship attainment, it seems that Zhang Ruochen is sure to win!" With a faint smile on his face, Duanmu Xingling glanced at Huang Yanchen lightly, and said: "Sister Chen, to a genius like Zhang Ruochen! , you should be reluctant to kill, right?"
Huang Yanchen was also slightly moved. At Zhang Ruochen's age, he was able to cultivate to the high level of sword following his heart, which is indeed an amazing talent.
"No matter how talented you are, so what? Your character is too bad." Huang Yanchen stared at Duanmu Xingling, and said, "You don't want me to accept him, do you?"
Duanmu Xingling said with a smile: "After all, what happened to you, if you don't accept him, what else can you do?"
"Hmph! Even if I spare him, it's impossible to accept him." Huang Yanchen said.
"Sister Chen, this is what you said. If in the future, I accidentally fall in love with him and snatch him away, don't blame me!" Like two crescent moons.
Huang Yanchen stared at Duanmu Xingling carefully, guessing the meaning of what Duanmu Xingling said just now, and said, "You don't really like him, do you?"
Duanmu Xingling stood tall and tall, stared at Zhang Ruochen standing on the stage of life and death, and said with a smile: "He is young, handsome, talented, and a prince. There are no shortcomings. If I accidentally fell in love with him, it is entirely possible!"
Huang Yanchen was a little displeased, and said, "Are you two years older than him?"
"I can't be sisters anymore!" Duanmu Xingling glared at Huang Yanchen with some resentment, and said, "It seems that you still don't want to give it up to me."
Huang Yanchen also stared at Zhang Ruochen, his beautiful face showed no emotional fluctuations, and said meaningfully: "Xing Ling, do you think he has no possibility of becoming a saint?"
"Holy one?"
Duanmu Xingling's eyes also became serious, nodded, and said: "The saint has surpassed the category of warrior, and entered another state of life. In the thirty-six counties of Tianmoling, even a saint can No. Although his talent is very high, it is almost impossible to become a saint."
After a pause, Duanmu Xingling said again: "However, I think that if he can maintain his current cultivation state until he reaches the Heavenly Realm, he still has a chance to become a semi-sage."
"Half saint! Is it possible for him?" Huang Yanchen's beautiful eyes were full of complex expressions, and he always felt that he couldn't see through Zhang Ruochen.
Although this young man's cultivation is not as good as hers now, the potential he has shown is shocking.