The powerful minister of the Jiujiu looked at Ganziyuan with some expectations. Although Yang Zidao looked unruly, the powerful minister of the powerful minister was very clear about how heavy the words he said were.

To be honest, Yang Zidao was just a corporal official on the surface, but his real power was astonishingly great. Even the Imperial College Priest, whose students were full of half a temple, did not dare to be disrespectful to him at all.

At the same time, on the top of the Ganziyuan Mountain, the sword that looked like a dragon had intersected with Wei Yuan's sword energy of the Dao Slaying Sword. A little white light instantly extended into a line. Then everything that was within the eyes was covered with whiteness between the entire mountain top and could not be seen.

The moment the white light dissipated, the spiritual energy of the Zhoutian gathered, condensed like a vortex without dissipating.

Everyone who was following this battle was slightly shocked.

"Break the realm!"

In the center of the huge spiritual vortex, a figure floated and sank in the air. When the smoke and clouds dissipated, the face of the man was revealed. It was not Zuo Ci, but Wei Yuan.

Zuo Ci wanted to use Wei Yuan's hand to help him break through the realm of dust and dust. Why is Wei Yuan the same? He has been wandering in the realm of fetal breathing for a long time, and he is only a little short of reaching the peak.

Zuo Ci's swordsmanship may not be able to put pressure on Wei Yuan, but his strength in the middle realm of Duanchen is just enough to force Wei Yuan to break through the peak of the realm.

Looking at Wei Yuan floating in the air, Zuo Ci looked shocked, "The peak of the Breaking Realm, Wei Jianshou, you are indeed extraordinary."

Wei Yuan looked down at Zuo Ci. At the moment of breaking the realm, the great momentum of heaven and earth blessings him, making his strength surpass the current realm in a short time. At this time, the sense of threat emanating from him was not afraid to ignore even Zuo Ci in the realm of Dust Dust.

"Since you have broken through the realm, it's my turn next."

Zuo Ci didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Even if Wei Yuan reaches the peak of fetal breathing, he may not be his opponent, so he has to take advantage of the short period of time after Wei Yuan broke through the realm and go all out to force his realm to a higher level.

Wei Yuan didn't say anything nonsense, lifted his sword slightly, and in an instant, he made such a big move. He could have such momentum just by starting a move. It seems that his sword next may have the power to shake the mountain.

Zuo Ci didn't dare to underestimate him. He held the sword in his hand tightly and took a deep breath. The spiritual energy around him was boiling like hot water, and a stream of faint steam soared up.

"The sea is filled with dust!"

As soon as the four words came out, Wei Yuan raised his sword and slashed it gently, looking light and calm.

But in Zuo Ci's eyes, this seemingly light sword was like a mountain pressing on the top of the mountain. The invisible sword force was as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had collapsed, which was extremely terrifying, as if this sword had smashed the sky.

The sword was as powerful as a rainbow, as if it was a fallen dust, but Zuo Ci knew very well that if he really dared to underestimate this sword, even in the midst of Duanchen, he might end up miserably.

Thinking of this, Zuo Ci didn't dare to take it lightly. He held the sword in both hands and slid it up. At that moment, the sword intent roared, slashing towards the falling red cow at Wei Yuan like he pushed the sword blade and slashed upwards.

But just as the moment when the powerful sword was about to touch the Ruziniu, something strange happened.

Wei Yuan's wrist trembled slightly, and the sword edge shifted away in an instant, avoiding Zuo Ci's long sword, and slashed straight towards Zuo Ci's face with a powerful aura.

Zuo Ci's face changed suddenly. He was not afraid of fighting with Wei Yuan for a sword, because he had the advantage in realm strength. Wei Yuan only took advantage of the great power of heaven and earth for a short time. After Wei Yuan's realm stabilized, the victory or defeat would naturally be determined.

But what Zuo Ci didn't expect was that Wei Yuan's sword was not as simple as he imagined. Looking at the sword shadow in front of him that was attacking his face like a strange snake, Zuo Ci did not dare to delay, stomped the bluestone under his feet, and shot out in a backwards. He did not dare to care about Wei Yuan, and he would withdraw dozens of feet as he escaped.

But Wei Yuan's sword was not that simple. He chased him like a maggot on his tarsal bone. The forced Zuo Ci had to set out his sword to greet him again.

But every time he set out his sword, Wei Yuan easily avoided it. The sword force was chasing him as if he could track it. He would not give up if he didn't kill him.

"How is this possible!"

This is the first time he has seen such a strange sword technique. The sword force seems slow but it is as fast as thunder. If such an unpredictable sword force is to avoid his own sword, how accurate the techniques are required and how profound the understanding of the sword is, it is beyond the control of ordinary sword practitioners.

In fact, Wei Yuan could not fully exert the power of this sword in the realm of fetal breathing. The vast sea of ​​dust is a sword technique in the fairy world. If Wei Yuan had not been wrapped in the world now, he would not have swung this sword so easily.

The key to the sword technique of the Canghai Luochen is on this dust. This sword is like dust flying. Things like dust will move with the wind. Zuo Ci's sword is wind, and he will also be wind when he retreats.

And if Wei Yuan's sword is not settled, it will never end.

It was obvious that Zuo Ci also realized this and felt that the pressure suddenly increased. How could he be without pressure when facing a sword that was slashing towards him endlessly?

And this kind of pressure was what he wanted. At that moment, the barrier of the Duan Dust Realm that had been blocked for more than three years was shattered. In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was stirred up again, and flowed backward towards Zuo Ci like a river entering the sea.

"break!"

With an angry roar, Zuo Ci's spiritual energy exploded, instantly bounced away the sword that Wei Yuan had stabbed away.

Wei Yuan was not angry either. He put his sword back and stood on the top of the mountain and looked quietly at Zuo Ci who had already broken the realm. Around him, the spiritual vortex at the peak of the fetal breath of the realm still existed.

Now that Zuo Ci has broken through the realm after him, a wider spiritual vortex floated on the top of Qianziyuan Mountain. Two vortexes appeared at the same time, constantly competing for spiritual energy, and in an instant, the entire Qianziyuan and even the Imperial College were in peace.

Wei Yuan frowned slightly and looked at Zuo Ci coldly, "What?

Will you compete with me for the spiritual energy of this small place?"

Hearing this, Zuo Ci was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around and rushed outside the Qianziyuan, flew out of the Imperial College, stood on the southern city gate, and ensured that his spiritual vortex would not affect Wei Yuan. Then he stopped, sat cross-legged on the top of the city, and began to stabilize the realm without restraint.

Wei Yuan didn't care, and sat cross-legged directly on the spot and began to digest the massive amount of spiritual energy brought by the spiritual energy vortex.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene. Zuo Ci clearly had the upper hand when he broke the realm, but why did he suddenly show weakness and withdraw from the Qianziyuan Mountains, which had not moved for three years, and had not moved in seclusion.

"The victory is decided."

Outside the study of the Imperial College, the powerful ministers smiled and spoke faintly.

Pei Gongran said with an incredible look on his face, "How is this possible? If this battle continues, the result will be obvious. Why did Zuo Ci suddenly give up?"

The powerful minister chuckled, "The victory or defeat of this game is not above swordsmanship, so it is inevitable that Zuo Ci will lose."
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