As soon as this remark came out, the Eastern Desolation Holy Master and all the Holy Kings were stunned.
Immediately, the Holy Master of the Eastern Desolation smiled: "No one in the Eastern Desolation Holy Land should dare to say that they are more proficient in kendo than me. Since you want to try the sword, then I will come!"
"Holy Lord!"
Before Su Zhan had time to speak, an elderly saint king with white beard and eyebrows already frowned and said, "The dignified saint master, how can you be a sword stone for others?
Doesn't this damage your identity! "
"Elder Zheng said yes! Holy Lord, it's better to let me come!"
Lu Yueshan said with a self-confidence: "My wild sword technique has been cultivated to the extreme, even if I am the holy master of other holy places, I am not afraid of it. It is most appropriate for me to accompany Su Zhan to test the sword!"
As soon as the voice fell, another elder said: "Holy Lord, I have also reached the realm of the great position, I think I can also—"
"You can shit!"
Lu Yueshan glared at the man and interrupted arrogantly.
Now, almost everyone can be sure that Su Zhan will become a pinnacle of the spiritual world in the future, and now, while he is still weak, defeat him once, wouldn't he be able to blow for a lifetime in the future?
Moreover, they are really curious about Su Zhan's Wanxiangyuan swordsmanship. Although they have only seen Su Zhan perform it once, they can't see anything after more than a hundred miles. They still need to experience it to understand the mystery.
Of course, those who dared to take the initiative to try the sword were all Saint Kings at the great extreme position. Those who were not at the great extreme position took a step back unconsciously and were a little scared when they heard that Su Zhan wanted to try the sword.
"He can't, can the old man?"
The elderly elder with white beard and eyebrows just stepped forward.
Seeing this holy king with the oldest qualifications in the Eastern Wilderness Holy Land, Lu Yueshan's tone was also a lot milder: "Elder Zheng, of course you are strong enough, but you are old after all, and when Su Zhan broke through the holy king, I still I saw you vomiting blood—"
"Nonsense!"
Elder Zheng blushed: "How can I vomit blood?"
Immediately, his figure flashed, and he came to Lu Yue Mountain with a left hand. The Holy Yuan surged to form a sound-isolated space, and he whispered: "Elder Lu, I have only two to three hundred years left in my life. Now, I haven't seen any limelight in my life. I'm afraid no one will remember me after I die!
But if I defeat Su Zhan, then as he sets foot on the top of the spiritual world, I will naturally also be able to leave a name for thousands of years and thousands of years in the future. I have no hope, but I am not reconciled to such an obscure old death, you let me once! "
"This……"
Lu Yueshan hesitated for a while, and nodded helplessly: "Well..."
The Holy Lord of the Eastern Desolation frowned slightly: "Elder Zheng, you are very old, you are more than 4,700 years old, and I was taught by you when I was young, so don't take risks!"
The Saint King Realm is said to have a life span of about 5,000 years, but there are very few who can really live for 5,000 years.
Many holy kings in the Holy Land of the Eastern Desolation had been instructed and taught by Elder Zheng when they were still disciples.
Therefore, Elder Zheng also has extremely extraordinary significance to the Holy Land of the Eastern Desolation, even more important than the stronger Lu Yue Mountain!
"Holy Lord, you also know that the old man is over 4,700 years old!"
Elder Zheng touched his chin and beard, and said with a faint smile: "I am 4,762 years old this year, and Su Zhan is 16 years old. I can't even compare my fraction. Does the Holy Lord think that I am really even Su Zhan? Can't you beat it?"
"Elder Zheng's strength is stronger than the average Saint King, so naturally this won't be the reason—"
"Then what is the Holy Master worrying about?"
The Eastern Desolate Saint Master glanced at Su Zhan: "That is a Heavenly Dao-level sword technique after all!"
Elder Zheng looked at Su Zhan and said, "Heavenly Dao-level swordsmanship, but the current Wanxiangyuan swordsmanship is only the rank of Saint Kings, right?"
Su Zhan nodded: "The origin of Wanxiangyuan Swordsmanship should have reached the Heavenly Dao level, but due to my cultivation level, it is indeed only the Saint King level at present."
Similar to the Wuming Dao Sword, the Wuming Dao Sword is the sword technique of the Holy King Rank, but the upper part, which is the first three styles, is below the Holy King Rank. The same is true for Su Zhan’s Wanxiangyuan swordsmanship, waiting for him to break through the heavens. , After the cultivation base is sufficient, Wanxiangyuan Swordsmanship will naturally evolve into a real Heavenly Dao-level swordsmanship.
Or it can be said that the Wanxiangyuan swordsmanship currently mastered by Su Zhan is only the first level, and he can only practice the second level after he breaks through the heavens!
"Even so, it is the strongest sword technique below the heavenly Dao level of the entire spirit world, perhaps, it is no weaker than the lowest-level heavenly sacred art!"
Thinking of Elder Zheng’s age and the peculiarities of his identity, the Holy Lord of the Eastern Desolation still felt uneasy, shook his head and said: "Needless to say, I have decided, let Elder Lu"
"Little Dongzi!"
Elder Zheng glared: "It's great to be a holy master! At the beginning, your master did not teach you as much as I did! Are you disobedient now?"
"I……"
Elder Zheng called out a nickname that no one dared to call for many years, and the Eastern Desolation Saint Lord held his forehead helplessly: "It's fine, come on Elder Zheng!"
After just finished speaking, the Eastern Desolate Sage Lord thought of something, looked at Su Zhan, and said with deep meaning: "Ahem, Su Zhan! Just try the sword, you don't need to explode your divine body or something!
Then don’t take out any zombies. Elder Zheng’s zombies have been conceived for thousands of years. If you use them all, you may lose even if you can’t even try a sword!
Otherwise, you can use your hands instead of swords to avoid serious injuries! "
With that said, the Eastern Desolate Holy Master cast a wink at Su Zhan, the meaning was very obvious: Elder Zheng is too old, please pay attention!
Su Zhan also knew immediately, and nodded seriously: "I understand!"
It turns out that Elder Zheng is so strong!
The Holy Master of the Eastern Desolation also specially strives for favorable conditions for me!
Even, he winked at me and asked me to be careful not to be injured by Elder Zheng!
But that's good, I should be able to practice sword freely!
Su Zhan thought secretly in his heart, a ripple appeared in the space under his feet, and he turned into thunder, and instantly appeared in the empty sky more than ten miles away.
Elder Zheng also flickered, appearing more than two hundred meters across from Su Zhan.
"It's great to be able to practice sword with the first kendo genius in the history of the spirit world!"
Elder Zheng smiled happily: "This is probably my happiest time in nearly a thousand years!"
Su Zhan smiled slightly and said, "Elder Zheng, my Wanxiangyuan Sword Art can stimulate the vitality of the heavens and the earth and increase the power for me. It is stronger than the Wuming Taoist sword. Be careful."
"What nonsense!"
Elder Zheng blew his beard and stared: "How old are you, how old am I? You have just entered the Holy King, and I am the pinnacle of greatness, let alone you, even if your Master Tang Wujian is not my opponent!
Even my master is not an opponent?
It seems that the reminder of the Holy Lord of the Eastern Desolation is not unreasonable. Elder Zheng is indeed very powerful!
Fortunately, the Holy Lord of the Eastern Desolation has specially won favorable conditions for me. If I use my hand to replace the sword, with the strength of my physical body, even if I lose, I should not be injured!
Thinking of the words of the Eastern Desolate Sage Master in his heart, Su Zhan's eyes were solemn, and he took a deep breath. One hundred and eight divine veins, demon bloodlines, and the body of stars were all excited!
Exercising the Wanxiangyuan Swordsmanship, instantly aroused the vitality of the surrounding world into the palms!
When that vitality reached the limit value that his current physical veins can carry, his right hand with and swords, slammed towards Elder Zheng in front!
