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As for Demon Elk, he glanced at Fan Wuji with extreme disdain. Just a mere Xiantian, even if it reached the Xiantian Full Circle realm, it would only be an ant in its eyes. After all, the gap between the Upper Sky and the Spiritual Sea was like a natural chasm. Not to mention the boundaries of a hundred countries, but even in the vast Endless World, there were very few people who could cross realms to fight.

Swish!

A long sword piercing through the air, piercing through space.

Fan Wuji's two swords stabbed out at the same time, two completely different moves. One move represented absolute strength, while the other move represented absolute speed. The combination of speed and strength could be said to be perfect.

Boom! * Boom! * Boom! *

The elk didn't have any fancy moves, it only used its tyrannical spirit sea level beast body to clash head on with Fan Wuji's sword. The sound of collisions was unceasing. In just a few breaths of time, they had already collided over 20 times.

At that moment, Fan Wuji had been forced seven or eight steps back from the great force of Elk. As for Demon Elk's body, there were quite a few shallow sword wounds.

Although Fan Wuji held a small advantage, Elk had only suffered superficial wounds. The body of a Spirit Sea Realm demon beast was already extremely tough, not to mention the body of a Spirit Sea Realm demon beast.

At this moment, the moose let out a few mournful howls and he licked the sword marks on his body. A green ray of light gradually appeared on the wound. In the next instant, that sword slash actually began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fan Wuji's expression changed drastically as he said, "This is the true meaning of Wood Essence at the peak of the first level. It was truly terrifying. The Wood Attribute is indeed worthy of being one of the few that have the true meaning of healing. "

Following that, Elk's eyes were filled with hatred as he stared straight at Fan Wuji. It was as if he wanted to devour Fan Wuji alive with his eyes. In the next moment, layers of green light appeared on the surface of its body.

"Wood attributed spiritual force? It seems like this Demon Elk is truly angry at me. " Fan Wuji thoughtfully said.

Demon Elk continued to charge savagely towards Fan Wuji, wanting to use his absolute strength to crush him. But this time, it wasn't just a physical attack. At this moment, the surface of his body was still covered with this spiritual energy.

Fan Wuji was not surprised, but instead smiled. Wasn't his purpose in coming here to train himself? If the enemy wasn't strong enough, how would it have the effect of tempering him?

"Attack, Guard, and Attack Sword Style!"

Fan Wuji unenthusiastically said these words, as he held his sword with both hands. As he moved at high speeds, sword lights appeared. The sword aura was like a protective barrier that was as tall as a man, perfectly blocking his body.

Great Demon Elk's speed was extraordinary, and his strength was extraordinary. He harnessed the power of divinity as well as a layer of spiritual force. Not to mention humans, he could even smash a mountain-like mound of earth into smithereens.

However, Fan Wuji was no ordinary person. His sword light flashed, forming a barrier of sword light. In addition, it contained both the true meaning of speed and power. In addition, speed and strength were linked to each other.

For example, when one reached the limit of speed, one would definitely have tremendous strength. With a huge amount of power, it would definitely also be able to move at an extremely high speed. Speed and being mutual you have me, I have you, and at the same time are complementary. Thus, when the two combined defenses, it could be said to be a perfect defense.

After a long while, Demon Elk's body and spirit energy violently collided with it for a very long time. It attacked for a total of seven to eight hundred times, but it was unable to break through the defensive barrier of his sword light.

As the saying goes, once you push forward, you will weaken, and once again, you will be exhausted.

Fan Wuji deeply understood this logic. At first, it was as though he had deliberately allowed Elk to attack him. And his goal was to consume the strength and spirit of Elk. Indeed, at this moment, the might of Elk's strike had slightly decreased.

"Attack, defend, attack, sword style!"

Fan Wuji suddenly changed his sword wind, no longer focusing solely on defense. He had used this offensive sword-stance. Although this sword technique only had two moves, attack and defense, it was enough to be called a perfect sword technique.

With a swoosh sound, two sharp swords cut through the air, and with an extremely high speed and strange and unpredictable trajectory, they rushed towards the elk.

At this moment, Demon Elk no longer held Fan Wuji in contempt like he did before. He completely treated Fan Wuji as someone of the same level.

The demonic beast had a keen intuition towards danger. At this moment, it smelled danger coming from Fan Wuji's sword. Therefore, it immediately raised its hooves, wanting to dodge. But it was too late.

With a ripping sound, Fan Wuji's two swords slashed across the body of Elk's great demon and drew two neat sword slashes. Immediately, it let out heart-wrenching howls. At the same time, bloody sword slashes left behind patter sounds.

At this moment, Elk roared at Fan Wuji, bellowing and growling, as if venting his monstrous hatred and discontent.

In the next moment, a domineering wave was transmitted from Elk's body. This fluctuation was the true meaning of Wood. The true meaning was a concept that originated from nature. Although he was capable of causing others to be able to unleash a power several times stronger, he was not able to do it for long.

Therefore, to everyone, true meaning was a method of putting everything on the line. At this moment, Demon Elk was completely infuriated by Fan Wuji. As a super great demon that had roamed the Wilderness for hundreds of years, he had never received such a great injury before, nor had he suffered such humiliation.0

"Did you go all out? If we can't take them head on right now, we can only avoid them. " Fan Wuji muttered to himself. Following that, he kept his two swords and infused his true energy into his legs. He added in the true meaning of speed and used an extremely ghostly movement technique to dodge Elk.

At this moment, Elk's speed and strength had increased by two to three times. This was also the reason why the True Meaning of Wood was not proficient in attacking. But Fan Wuji could only passively dodge. But even so, he would still be hit by Elk from time to time.

Both of them were using their true intent. This had already turned into a protracted battle. However, Fan Wuji's cultivation was only at the Xiantian realm. If they were to compete in endurance, it would definitely be the first time that he could not bear it.

But at this moment, other than dodging, what else could he do?

"The swordsman must advance with all his might!"

"A swordsman should show his true abilities!"

"The swordsman shall sever everything!"

"Yes."

At this moment, these words suddenly appeared in Fan Wuji's mind. This was what his father had told him when he was five years old and was studying the Sword Scripture. At that time, he was still confused and could not understand these words. He could only remember them firmly.

The present was different from the past. Fan Wuji's cultivation had already reached the perfection-stage of the Congenital Realm, and he grasped both the true meaning of speed and strength. He had also mastered dozens of different sword techniques. At this moment, he was no longer ignorant.

His understanding of the sword grew increasingly profound. His understanding of the sword grew deeper and deeper. The sword techniques he used became more and more proficient. His teamwork with the sharp sword had become more and more perfect. He was already an extremely powerful swordsman.

In that instant, in the moment between life and death, he thought of his father's words. He seemed to have realized something.

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