Upon hearing this, a flush suddenly surged from Jianzi's face, which was as beautiful as a boy, and his pupils gradually narrowed, and he cast a dangerous light.

He hates it!

He stared at the moment when the Yuanchu Saint Son who formed one and landed again on the back of the green cow:

"You are making... puff!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly gusts of blood gushing out. Every drop of blood has a sword aura flowing, but this still cannot hide the weakness of Jianzi at this moment.

His body suddenly shook, and his aura was like a tide receding, weak to the extreme, and it was almost impossible to maintain even standing in the air.

However, he still stood up straight!

It is like an unyielding magic sword pointing straight to the sky.

"……I!"

After barely saying a word, he vomited blood again.

The body of a young man was now collapsed at a speed visible to the body, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a bloody man, and even an inch of intact flesh and blood on his body did not exist.

But this still does not damage his pride!

"You misunderstood..."

Yuanchu Shengzi shook his head: "With your strength, no one among his peers is qualified to let you, just as no one is qualified to let me!"

"Then why... why did you stop?!"

Staring at the other party, Jianzi's voice became hoarse.

He has always been proud. Except for Qin Jiuge, no matter who is his peers, he would rather die at the hands of the other party than be so humble!

He does not need anyone's humility!

The Holy Son of Yuanchu was still calm: "Because I have reached the limit too!"

"You think I'll believe it?!"

Jianzi's mouth raised, and he bent a stubborn curve, which seemed to be mocking.

Yuanchu Shengzi shook his head: "Will you believe it or not? That's your business. I'm just telling a fact."

Jianzi was silent, just staring at the other party. The restrained sword intent slowly rose from his body again, obviously wanting to continue the unfinished battle, even if it ends...

It's fall!

"Sword!"

However, at this moment, a clear voice sounded, interrupting Jianzi's rising sword intent: "Come back!"

There is no one except Qin Jiuge who can speak like this.

"Young Master!" Jianzi looked anxious.

"I said...come back!"

Qin Jiuge's voice had already become more determined and could not be disobeyed, so De Jianzi could only move in anger and land behind him.

Qin Jiuge turned his head and his voice softened a little: "A such an abnormal outbreak can last for no one... You can't do it, I can't do it, Yuanchu Shengzi can't do it either!"

As for the credibility of this statement, it is up to one's own opinion.

Upon hearing this, Jianzi didn't say a word.

However, the Saint Son of Yuanchu also fell back to the ground at this moment, looking at Qin Jiuge: "What the Saint Son of Taixu said is right. I am the art of the true saint. The consumption is too terrifying and it is impossible to last forever!"

"True Saint?!"

Qin Jiuge frowned and spoke softly.

As for Jianzi's emotions, he no longer paid attention to them.

Only he can pass this level himself, and no one can interfere.

Qin Jiuge's heart was completely attracted by the word "true saint" mentioned by the saint of Yuanchu. He thought of many things in an instant, like thousands of threads that were difficult to sort out.

"The True Saint...is this a realm above a saint, or a certain stage in the realm of a saint?"

As soon as such a thought arose, Qin Jiuge instantly denied it.

Whether in his setting or his understanding of the five realms and the heavens and all realms, a saint is a saint, and it is the supreme realm!

In this book, there is no distinction between saints, saints, kings, and great saints, and no divisions between saints from one to nine levels.

A saint is a saint!

Because of the differences in talent, skills, resources, accumulation, etc., perhaps there is a difference between strength and weakness among saints, just like a king, there is no difference in realm except for strength and weakness, because he has reached the true peak!

Of course, there is no realm of the so-called "true saint"!

However, since the word "true saint" was spit out from the mouth of the saint of Yuanchu, rather than "saint", it would never be aimless. Perhaps other people were not so sensitive, but Qin Jiuge, as the author, captured this point at the first time.

It seemed that he had already expected Qin Jiuge's reaction. The Shengzi of Yuanchu looked at Qin Jiuge with great meaning, as if he said casually:

"The true saint!"

"The real saint..."

Chewing on the words of the Shengzi of Yuanchu, a light of inspiration seemed to pass through Qin Jiuge's mind. In a trance, he seemed to have captured something.

However, he was unable to understand it for a while.

Seeing Qin Jiuge's reaction, the pupils of the Yuanchu Saint Son quietly condensed and immediately moved away.

Without giving Qin Jiuge time to think, the Holy Son of Yuanchu gave him: "Son of Taixu, I'll go back after this."

Hearing this, Qin Jiuge had to suppress the complicated thoughts in his heart, glanced at the Saint Son of Yuanchu deeply, and bowed: "Son of Yuanchu walks slowly!"

The latter nodded with a smile, and after his eyes fell on Jianzi, he surrounded the field of view for another week: "Fellow Daoist Jianzi and fellow Taoists, I have said goodbye. This time I parted, maybe it will be my last time."

"We will meet again, our battle... is not finished!"

After all, Jianzi is extraordinary. In a short period of time, it may not be enough to let him get out of the hurdle in his heart, but it still does not damage his fighting spirit. He stares at the Saint Son of Yuanchu and speaks in a deep voice.

As for the other people in the field, they heard the words of the Saint Son of Yuanchu, they bowed their goodbye one after another.

The world of martial arts is always about strength, and the strength of the Saint Son of Yuanchu has undoubtedly been respected by everyone.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the venue seemed to be apart by old friends, and was strangely harmonious. Even Qin Jiuge, Jianzi and others did not seem to have any holidays with the Shengzi of Yuanchu.

...

The sage son of Yuanchu is gone.

In order to kill Qin Jiuge, he was forced to give up his mission even if he failed to fight Qin Jiuge. He seemed to be in a mess, but his eloquence impressed everyone.

Even Qin Jiuge himself no longer focused on his peers, but he would not have any underestimation towards the Saint Son of Yuanchu.

On the contrary, because of the news brought to him by the Shengzi of Yuanchu, Qin Jiuge is now deeply involved.

After the battle, I returned to my residence and didn't even talk to Jianzi for a few words. Qin Jiuge locked himself in the house as soon as possible.

"The True Saint" in just five words is to stir Qin Jiuge's endless thoughts.

At this moment, he had completely ignored everything outside, and was thinking about this matter with all his energy.

"The true saint...the true saint...the true saint..." He muttered in his heart, his mind was moving, "What's wrong...the true saint...the true saint..."

"real!"'

At this moment, an infinite amount of light burst out from Qin Jiuge's pupils!

He felt that he might have touched that corner of the truth!
Chapter completed!