But just like the shadows shrouded by the sun, the martial arts projection will always only project a part of the body. Even if the martial arts projection of the Zhu Xian sword technique is eliminated, the other projections will still be lost without any loss. They can still project into the material world with the power of 8,500 points of martial arts will, just as the sun has changed its angle and projected another shadow in the palm.

In this way, although his power has not changed substantially, it has qualitatively improved in terms of performance, which is the benefit of the change in the essence of life.

Even at this moment, Fang Xingjian found that his original panel had disappeared.

At this moment, he had completely broken through the limitations of knight martial arts, and the path he had taken was already the path he had opened himself.

But his life span has not changed at all.

‘Is this the power of the demon god? Even though I have completely escaped from my original form of life, I am still bound by this life span.’

However, although his life span is still suppressed, with the radical change in his life form, his cultivation speed, survival ability, combat methods, and his own realm have undergone a qualitative transformation.

At this moment, the whole world was all in his eyes, and even the changes in the future continued to flash in his mind.

‘The improvement of the Nine Life Spiral is, on the one hand, the strengthening of the ability to interfere with the group consciousness, and on the other hand, the improvement of the ability to project martial arts.’

The ability of group consciousness to interfere with the rule, guidance and influence of the human heart, and on the other hand, it is direct interference with high-dimensional ability.

The combat power of martial arts projection is the ability to interfere with the material world, which requires stronger martial arts clones, or improve the abilities of the original martial arts clones.

However, the original martial arts clones were basically cultivated in the sword world, and what Fang Xingjian needed to do was to create a more powerful new martial arts clone.

This is not too difficult for Fangxing Sword, who has mastered so many martial arts now. Before the Nine Life Spiral, he had originally conceived some new martial arts, but the nurturing of each martial arts clone requires a huge amount of energy, and the current Fangxing Sword cannot be produced energy.

In the sword world, various radiation, light energy, thermal energy, geomagnetic energy, etc. between heaven and earth are extracted and gathered together.

At the same time, the rolling dragon energy fell from the sky and fell into these gathering energy, gradually forming a vague figure.

A new martial arts projection is beginning to be born.

‘This martial art can be called the sword path of sentient beings.’

...

On the day of the battle, Qinghe and Goddess Gorge.

At this moment, countless martial arts figures gathered up and down the Goddess Gorge, including within ten miles in front and behind. I don’t know how many masters in the world were attracted by today’s appointment.

Of course, because of Ma Li's record, most people are more optimistic about the victory in the South, and even think that Fang Xuan may not be able to play.

At the decisive battle point near the Goddess Gorge, the canyons in the south and north have been occupied by the imperial army and the southern rebels. Each checkpoint is full of soldiers from the innate realm, and any idle people in the world are forbidden to get close to it.

On the clear river, there are warships cruised back and forth, responsible for clearing the fields above the river.

"Are all blockades completed?" Fang Yuan asked.

The deputy next to him said: "We have cleared all the places here. Except for some of the invited masters, all the rest of the world are isolated three miles away."

Fang Yuan nodded with satisfaction, staring at the red figure at the top of the canyon. Looking at the red robe that seemed to be a ball of flames floating in the wind, a complex look appeared in her eyes.

The prince sat on the edge of the road with barefoots, a pair of white and pink soles hung in the air, shaking from time to time, and a layer of charming red flashed on his toes, revealing a small ruby-like toe.

She just swayed her legs while drinking and watching the river running under her feet, as if she was not worried about the upcoming battle at all.

On the opposite side of the Goddess Gorge, Eunuch Wang and Zhao Yinglan stood up together. Although they were equipped with the cosmic knight system, they could not feel any sense of security when facing the fiery red figure.

Even to this day, they still failed to contact the Star Sword of the Shangfang. Anyone who is close to the factory will be attacked by nine thousand.

Time keeps losing. From the morning when the sun sets, the prince waits quietly on the Goddess Gorge, but the Fangxing Sword never appears from beginning to end.

The people who were waiting quietly gradually began to clamor, and many people began to wonder if Fang Xingjian was avoiding the battle.

"What are you doing? Have you kept waiting like this?"

"Are Fang Xuan afraid?"

"But Your Majesty's martial arts cultivation is well-rounded, so it's normal that Fang Xuan is afraid of not coming."

Faced with various doubts among the rebels on the south bank, the people from the court on the north bank could not refute it. Many of them even doubted whether their emperor did not dare to come to the appointment.

At this moment, the prince suddenly stood up and looked at the sky and laughed: "Fang Xingjian, you are finally here."

I saw a white figure step by step in the sky, as if a banished immortal came to the world, giving people an indescribable sense of calmness.

"Maria, it seems that you have made great progress this time in seclusion." Fang Xingjian stepped on the void and said to the prince below.

The prince smiled faintly: "If you still want to seal me, I advise you not to think about it. Although I can't create a seal like you, I will not be easily pulled into the low-dimensional world."

As he spoke, the prince's body suddenly exploded and turned into an invisible ball of golden light that spread towards the entire sky. In a blink of an eye, it had turned into a huge golden man hundreds of kilometers high, and it was still growing.

The prince suddenly released his own virtual image with one move, and her virtual image turned out to be her own.

Fang Xingjian thought thoughtfully: "This is very consistent with her personality. In her cognition, what is stronger and more noble in the world than herself?"

The change of the prince had long shocked countless warriors watching the battle. At the beginning, they could still vaguely see the human figure above their heads, but as the prince's body continued to magnify, in the end, only a golden light was left covering the entire sky, and everyone could no longer see the entire picture of the prince.

This scene in front of us also completely destroyed the worldview of everyone present.

"Is there such martial arts in the world?" Zhao Yinglan said in surprise: "How old is Ma Li now?"

However, the size of the body could not affect the prince's keen insight at all. Rolling golden light fell from the sky, accompanied by the prince's voice.

"Fang Xingjian, don't you liberate the Void Image?"

"Is it a virtual image? I've been gone long ago."

"snort."
Chapter completed!