Chapter 395: A humble person, a third-grade divine martial realm
At the same time, in Fengjing Yongxingfang, in a secluded inn.
Jiang Wuya was sitting cross-legged on the couch, his brows furrowed, trying his best to sense the subtle breath left over from that night.
The Heavenly Plate was clearly in Fengjing City, and he didn't believe that he couldn't find any clues.
He tried for more than ten days in a row, and his almost paranoid thoughts supported him, and he has not given up yet.
At this moment, an abnormal wave suddenly came!
The wooden door of the guest room opened without wind. Jiang Wuya suddenly opened his eyes, and his ecstasy instantly overwhelmed his fatigue. He jumped up:
"Junior sister, you've figured it out! Quick, quick, connect your auras with me!"
"Clang clang..."
The clear sword rang out, and a cold blade pointed directly at his throat. The sword light was cold, reflecting the man's cold face.
Jiang Wuya stopped in his tracks, his enthusiasm completely dampened. "Junior Sister, what do you mean?"
Chu Xinglan's face was as gloomy as water, and his voice was steady but questioning, leaving no room for doubt:
"Jiang Wuya, is the matter of changing the provincial examination papers related to you?"
Jiang Wuya tilted his head in surprise: "What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean by changing the paper? The provincial examination has nothing to do with me!"
"Under the strict surveillance of a third-rank Xuanji Guardian, the exam papers were still swapped. Who else besides a second-rank person could have such a capability?"
Jiang Wuya immediately jumped up and said, "You can't put all the blame on me just because I'm a second-rank official.
Junior sister, you know me well. Apart from my cultivation, what else do I care about?
I don't even care about Tian Yanzong, what about the provincial examination papers? I don't even know which way the entrance gate of the Imperial Examination Hall faces."
"Don't try to quibble! You know the provincial examination is held in the Imperial Academy, and you still dare to say it has nothing to do with you?"
Jiang Wuya: ...
He almost laughed out of anger: "Junior sister, if you want to stab me with your sword, just say so. Why bother making up such excuses?"
Chu Xinglan concentrated on discerning every expression on his face, and more importantly, relied on the intuitive perception of a practitioner.
It seems... that he is not lying.
At this moment, the human body in her body began to vibrate violently without any warning.
Jiang Wuya also sensed this unusual movement at the same moment, and the expression on his face froze in an instant, turning into incredible ecstasy.
"The Sky Plate, it's the fluctuation of the Sky Plate!"
He exclaimed and turned sharply in the direction where the wave came from.
Palace?
…
Outside Qinghui Palace, the sound of fighting shook the earth, and blood and sword lights intertwined into a tragic web.
Although the Qilin Guards fought desperately, the attacking assassins were extremely powerful, and almost all of them were masters of the fourth level!
The casualties were heavy, the defense line continued to collapse, and it seemed that it was about to be completely lost.
On the stone steps in front of the hall, Ling Muxue was fighting with the assassin leader.
As soon as they started fighting, she realized that the other party was at the third level of the Divine Martial Realm, while she had already reached the second level.
Her "domain" suddenly opened up, and the invisible force field pressed down like a tide, greatly suppressing the opponent's "momentum".
But just when she thought she had victory in her grasp, the opponent's blade, which had been suppressed, suddenly burst out with terrifying sharpness.
An almost crazy force counterattacked her, forcing her to take a step back without noticing.
Ling Muxue immediately calmed her mind and fought with all her strength.
The sword light was like snow, the knife force was as wild as crazy, and every collision erupted with a deafening roar.
The air waves rolled, and for a moment they appeared to be evenly matched!
How is that possible?
In the Shenwu realm, the gap between each level is like a natural chasm.
Even if she had just entered the second rank and the other party was at the peak of the third rank, this should not have happened.
Soon, she saw the desperate madness in the other person's eyes, and she also felt the boiling and burning, almost violent vitality in his body.
At this moment, Ling Muxue understood that the other party was actually forcibly increasing his combat power at the cost of consuming his life essence!
He was a powerful warrior in the Divine Martial Realm, one of the few in the world, yet he chose such a tragic way.
It can be said that every strike from the opponent burns his lifespan!
Ling Muxue's face was solemn. As long as the fight dragged on, she would definitely be the winner.
Inside the palace, the third and fourth princesses who were standing guard at the front suddenly changed their expressions and turned around in horror.
They clearly felt a surge of vigorous and vast true energy surging wildly behind them.
Qin Zhaoyue has blocked out all sounds from the outside world at this moment.
She was gambling, betting that her three brothers and sisters could buy her enough time.
The merit value was consumed instantly like water, and the surging power poured into every part of his body.
The barrier of the fifth level realm was broken in an instant, and the true energy washed through her meridians like a flood.
It brings a tearing feeling that is both painful and extremely fulfilling, as if every inch of flesh and blood is screaming and reorganizing.
"Damn it, let's fight!"
Qin Zhaoyue made up his mind, the fourth grade is not enough!
With another thought, he directly attacked the unreachable third-grade divine martial realm!
In an instant, the space around her began to distort, and obscure fluctuations appeared.
The shadow of a hazy and ancient book slowly emerged from above her head, its light and shadow flickering.
The enormous force almost broke her body apart, and her consciousness was blurred by the torrent. She always felt that some crucial trigger was missing.
The countless top-level skills that he had memorized by rote in the past flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope, but he could not retain any of them.
Until... "The Infinite Art of the Eight Desolations and Six Directions"!
This supreme skill created by the founding emperor finally resonated with her.
This method goes from all things to no things, drawing on the strengths of many. The ultimate way is to integrate and understand them thoroughly, and to embrace all rivers and seas.
Qin Zhaoyue's true energy was transformed from the Book of Merit. It was inherently pure and clean, without any attribute or form, which exactly matched the true meaning of this skill.
In an instant, strange phenomena appeared around her!
Wind whirl, fire shadow, mountains, forests and seas...
All kinds of phantoms evolved and switched rapidly, but finally collapsed with a loud bang, turning into a chaotic and hazy mist.
The shadow of the book above his head completely solidified, and was then swallowed up by the mist, disappearing into thin air.
The next moment, Qin Zhaoyue suddenly opened his eyes.
The laziness and indolence of the past were gone, leaving only an unfathomable tranquility in his eyes.
She slowly stood up, her back straight, and casually brushed off the dust on the corners of her clothes.
Faced with a powerful enemy, the three people in front couldn't help but turn their heads back, as if they had seen a ghost.
The fifth prince was tongue-tied: "You...you...Sixth sister, what realm are you in now?"
Qin Zhaoyue raised his head proudly, but his tone was calm:
"I am just an untalented person, a third-grade Divine Martial Realm."
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