Imperial Cultivation

Li Hongzhao said, "Cheng Tianfeng, I am a Grandmaster, you are a Xiantian. You insisted on fighting, so don't blame me for bullying the weak!"

"Come!" Cheng Tianfeng grunted, the sword light suddenly brightened, and then he merged with the sword, instantly stabbing towards Li Hongzhao's chest.

Li Hongzhao chuckled, waving her sword to meet him, the sword body as bright as lightning.

"Bang!" Li Hongzhao suddenly flew out, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air, scattering a blood mist across the sky.

Li Hongzhao landed in disbelief, steadying herself after staggering three steps. She gently wiped the corner of her mouth, her phoenix eyes narrowed as she snorted, "Very good!"

Cheng Tianfeng had already sheathed his sword, and said lightly, "I've made a fool of myself."

"Again!" Li Hongzhao said.

Cheng Tianfeng shook his head: "No need. If this sword can't defeat you, then no other sword can. A Grandmaster is indeed a Grandmaster."

Li Hongzhao lightly furrowed her brows, dissatisfied, and said, "Just this one sword?

"Chu Zhiyuan was able to steadily catch this sword at the beginning, and still had energy to spare," Cheng Tianfeng said, "So it seems that you are actually inferior to Chu Zhiyuan."

Li Hongzhao couldn't help but laugh: "I'm inferior to him?"

"Although you are a Grandmaster, you are inferior to him." Cheng Tianfeng said slowly: "Although he is not a Grandmaster, he can still use Sword Qi, which is three times more powerful than this Sword Qi!"

Li Hongzhao sneered: "It's just a fake Qi, vulnerable to a single blow."

Qi is the combination of heart and energy, and there is another way, which is to purify the true energy to its purest form, with power comparable to Sword Qi.

The power of this kind of Qi is not weak, but the defect is that it cannot last.

The true energy of Xiantian masters is continuous, but it needs to be purified and compressed, turning ten parts into one part, which is naturally difficult to sustain.

It only has the power for one or two strikes.

Cheng Tianfeng said: "Even fake Qi is enough to hurt you, Your Highness, don't be careless."

"Since you said that, I really want to see it." Li Hongzhao tilted her head and smiled: "Your trick of diverting disaster is too straightforward."

"There's no need to waste those thoughts in front of Your Highness." Cheng Tianfeng smiled.

Li Hongzhao nodded: "I'll give you that you have some cleverness."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly flashed behind Cheng Tianfeng and sent him flying into the sky with a palm.

The Frost Iron Cavalry turned into a gust of wind and crashed through the crowd of onlookers, clearing a space under Cheng Tianfeng.

Cheng Tianfeng rolled in the air and crashed towards the ground, barely caught by four Frost Iron Cavalrymen before landing.

The four Frost Iron Cavalrymen flew out as soon as they touched him, blocked by other Frost Iron Cavalrymen, but their faces were already flushed, and their blood was surging.

The formation was scattered for a while.

When Cheng Tianfeng stood up straight, his green robe was torn, his hair was disheveled, and he was in a terrible state.

He glared at Li Hongzhao with a livid face.

Li Hongzhao had already chuckled, jumped up, and drilled back into the window like a startled swan, landing in the house.

Xiao Ruoling and Huang Shirong stepped back, cupped their fists, and smiled congratulations.

Huang Shirong said: "Young Master Cheng should have used some kind of secret technique to stimulate his potential for a single strike, and he only has the power of this one strike."

Li Hongzhao smiled: "As expected of Huang-meimei, you have sharp eyes. He did use a secret technique. I wouldn't be able to block another move, but it's also a skill to injure me with one strike."

Huang Shirong nodded lightly: "Young Master Cheng is indeed very powerful."

If it were her, she probably wouldn't be able to block this strike.

Cheng Tianfeng, as a disciple of Wentian Cliff and the most powerful young master of Da Zhen, must not be underestimated just because he was easily defeated by Chu Zhiyuan.

Li Hongzhao looked at Xiao Ruoling and sighed, "Xiao-meimei, your young master is truly amazing,

He subdued Cheng Tianfeng. I really want to see him."

Cheng Tianfeng is a proud son of heaven, arrogant and has the confidence and capital to be proud. Even when facing her, he is not convinced, but he has already submitted to Chu Zhiyuan.

"He hasn't left seclusion yet." Xiao Ruoling chuckled.

She couldn't help but feel proud and proud.

She also understood that Li Hongzhao was so polite and close to her because of Chu Zhiyuan. Without him, even if she was beautiful, she would not pay attention to her.

The Ninth Princess in front of her is also arrogant.

Of course, anyone with such talent and such cultivation would be arrogant.

The young master only looks calm and humble.

In his bones, he is still extremely proud.

"I really don't know when he will leave seclusion." Li Hongzhao sighed.

Xiao Ruoling frowned secretly, this was impatiently waiting to defeat the young master.

In Listening Wave Pavilion, Chu Zhiyuan sat on the bed, the window open, the breeze blowing in, caressing his face, cool and comfortable.

But his expression was ferocious, as if he was enduring great pain, and his body was also trembling. The aura of the twenty-four Dragon Binding Ropes was galloping in his body.

Originally, when he used the Dragon Binding Rope, the maximum he could do was to hide twelve auras in the twelve meridians. When the impact came, they would rush to the Ren Meridian at the same time, impacting the Jade Tower in his throat.

He could only condense twelve Dragon Binding Ropes at most, otherwise he would not be able to control them.

After the success of the fourth level of Marrow Refining, he had the Divine Dragon's Will, and when he drove the Dragon Binding Rope again, it was like an arm and a finger,

Controlling it as he wished.

He no longer used the original method to impact the Jade Tower, but condensed twenty-four Dragon Binding Ropes, hiding two in each meridian.

Twelve Dragon Binding Ropes were a round, a total of two rounds, one after another.

After the first round was completed, it collapsed and reversed, and at this time, he would forcibly manipulate it to return to the twelve meridians.

At this time, the second round would connect to impact, and when the second round failed to collapse and return to the twelve meridians, the first round that had collapsed earlier was ready and replaced the impact.

It was like two troops taking turns charging, and the efficiency increased sharply.

Originally, it was expected to take ten days, but now, in just five days, he had already seen signs of the Jade Tower collapsing, and there were already cracks.

"Boom!"

Thunder roared, and golden light flashed before his eyes.

The cracks in the Jade Tower suddenly expanded, and then collapsed, leaving only a phantom.

As the phantom disappeared, the entire twelfth-level Jade Tower completely disappeared within the body.

In the Ren Meridian, there was no more restraint or obstacle.

Suddenly, the true energy surged, even more, thick and pure, and strange halos flashed before his eyes, like circles, and like triangles.

As the true energy surged, the Great Violet Sun Formula was mighty in the body, and the halo in front of him was still changing from a graphic to various animals.

Finally, it turned into a Divine Dragon.

The Divine Dragon seemed to be roaring in the heavens and the earth, and then he found a bronze building between the Dantian and the brain, a nine-storied bronze building.

Compared with the Jade Tower, the bronze building was more massive, clearer, and heavier, and the walls of the building were covered with various strange patterns.

The nine floors were higher and larger than the original twelve-storied building.

Looking at this bronze building, a sense of awe arose spontaneously, and a sense of difficulty arose, feeling that this building could not be shaken or destroyed.

Perpetual and eternal.

He opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and divine, and there was no longer a gleam between his glances, and there was no sharpness.

He stepped into the Grandmaster realm in one fell swoop!

He looked up at the top of his head.

He just didn't expect that his Dharma Idol was actually a Divine Dragon.

Three feet in the void, a Divine Dragon loomed.

Originally, he thought that the Dharma Idol was condensed by martial arts, but now it seems that it is not martial arts.

Among the many martial arts secrets, there is no saying of Dharma Idol.

Obviously, they cannot see the existence of the Dharma Idol, only under the insight of extrasensory perception can they see the Dharma Idol