On the stage, Chu Xing saw that his opponent was Liu Chunxin, and his breathing couldn't help but be a little short.

After experiencing the battle for Hualongtan, Chu Xing understood that it was obviously a little unrealistic to defeat the other party with his current strength. But for the quota of the Taixu Palace, no matter what, he has to fight!

Just when Chu Xing wanted to salute, Liu Chunxin suddenly asked, "Do you use a sword?"

Chu Xing was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Not bad." ”

Hearing this, Liu Chunxin sneered and said, "You are also worthy?"

As soon as these words came out, Chu Xing's brows furrowed, and the faces of the disciples of Forget Worry Mountain in the audience instantly became ugly.

"What does he think he is?

"On the first day of the Ethereal Sect, Murong Wuchen was not so arrogant, he only made some fame in recent years, and he became like this?!"

"Senior Brother Chu, defeat him!"

"Yes, defeat him!"

Liu Chunxin ignored the shouting and scolding from the audience, and he continued: "You just admit defeat, when I draw my sword, you won't have a chance to admit defeat if you want to." ”

Chu Xing took a deep breath, forced down his heaving chest, and then said in a deep voice: "Please advise." ”

"Really...... I don't know if I'm dead or alive!" When the words fell, Liu Chunxin directly drew his sword, the sword body shook, and a sword qi slashed directly towards Chu Xing.

The latter's right hand was always held on the hilt of the sword, and when he saw the sword qi coming, he didn't say a word, and drew his sword to respond.

For a while, the sound of the sword was agitated.

"It's so heavy!" Chu Xing's heart was shocked, the other party was just a casual wave of sword qi, and he actually had such power, and the name of the little sword immortal was really not groundless.

But since Chu Xing held the sword, he had practiced the sword hard day and night, and it was naturally impossible to be defeated by the opponent's sword.

I saw that his spiritual power gathered on the sword body, and then he slammed it, and directly shattered Liu Chunxin's sword qi.

The disciples of Forget Worry Mountain applauded when they saw this, but Beichen frowned, the sword just now, Senior Brother Chu Xing was not easy to take.

Liu Chunxin smiled contemptuously and said, "I still have some strength." ”

Then his eyes grew cold, and then he said, "But that's all!"

Swish!

It was just a blink of an eye, Liu Chunxin disappeared in place, Chu Xing was shocked, and hurriedly looked around but was never able to catch the other party's figure.

But he could feel that his aura had been firmly locked by the other party.

"What about Liu Chunxin, some disciples in the audience were puzzled.

"On it!"

Everyone saw that Liu Chunxin had come to the top of Chu Xing's head at some point, and the sword in his hand had already become a momentum, and he slashed straight down towards Chu Xing.

The waterfall-like sword qi is amazing, Liu Chunxin wants to use this sword to end this competition directly!

Chu Xing's expression was solemn, his body was locked by the sword qi, and he had no way to avoid it.

Since you can't avoid it, just hard-wired!

Chu Xing's eyes became extremely firm, he grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, stepped forward, and then slammed it towards the sky, and the sword qi soared into the sky!

The sword qi of the two sides collided in mid-air, and the sound of sword roars was wantonly agitated, and the spiritual power that erupted swept in all directions.

The fierce sword qi gradually dissipated after three breaths, and everyone hurriedly looked at the martial arts platform, only to see that Chu Xing's face was a little pale, and Liu Chunxin had already come behind Chu Xing!

"Senior brother, be careful!" exclaimed a disciple.

Chu Xing's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly turned around and resisted with a horizontal sword.

But at the moment he turned around, Liu Chunxin's figure disappeared again.

Immediately afterwards, everyone only saw that Chu Xing's side was full of Liu Chunxin's afterimage, and every time the afterimage disappeared, Chu Xing would have an extra sword wound on his body!

"It's ...... Sword Pavilion's Sword Shadow Step?" Beichen muttered to himself.

Before, when he recorded that the heroine made up for the No. 1 Water Sword Cold, he had specifically gone to learn about the Ethereal Sect Sword Pavilion.

It is said that the Sword Pavilion was founded 10,000 years ago by a powerful sword cultivator of the sect.

After that powerful sword cultivator established the Sword Pavilion, he left behind a lot of his understanding and perception of the way of the sword, among which there was naturally no lack of peerless sword books, and this sword shadow step was an extremely powerful one among those sword books.

Once the sword cultivator unleashed the sword shadow step, his body would be like that sword qi, becoming unpredictable and extremely lethal!

The monk who was entangled by the sword shadow step, if he couldn't stop the other party or disintegrate the opponent's attack, he would be eaten away in passivity, just like Chu Xing at this moment!

Beichen frowned and whispered: "With Liu Chunxin's strength, it is completely easier to win this game, the reason why he wants to do this is probably to humiliate Senior Brother Chu Xing, or to break Senior Brother Chu Xing's sword cultivation sword heart!"

You must know that once a sword cultivator's sword heart is destroyed, then his sword path will end here!

On the martial arts stage, Chu Xing intended to rush out of the attack range of the sword shadow step, but whenever he wanted to do so, he would be slashed back by Liu Chunxin with a sword.

At this time, Liu Chunxin's contemptuous words came from his ears-

"But I'm in a good mood today, so let's do it, as long as you throw away the sword in your hand and give up sword cultivation in the future, then I'll give you a chance to admit defeat, what do you think?"

If not, I'll nullify your right hand, and you won't be able to hold a sword for the rest of your life!"

Hearing this, Chu Xing's eyes were unwilling, and he asked himself in his heart: "Am I always inferior to these geniuses?"

All kinds of the past, as if vividly-

When Chu Xing was nine years old, he was led to Forget Worries Mountain by Master Dugu and began to practice.

He cultivated hard day after day, but the progress of his cultivation was always slow, but he always firmly believed that as long as he worked harder and worked harder, he would definitely gain something!

This belief is the motivation to sustain him to continue to practice hard!

However, as his practice continued, his faith began to waver.

At first, it was Shen Xuan and Murong Wuchen who explained to him that some people couldn't catch up no matter how hard he tried.

Then there was Gongsun Hao and Xingji, who made him understand that the gap between gifted and ungifted monks would only get bigger and bigger.

Time is like a mirror, revealing the gap between geniuses and mortals, and this gap cannot be crossed by hard work.

Although Chu Xing, who knew this, showed that his heart was still the same as before, his heart was already full of holes.

Until that day, Master Dugu led the people of Forget Worry Mountain to Changhong, and among all the disciples, he was the only one who successfully attracted the sword qi!

The joy and excitement at that moment, Chu Xing still remembers it vividly, he is not a mortal, he can become a sword cultivator!

Sword Cultivation ...... That's the brightest of the monks!

Since then, Chu Xing has practiced during the day and swords at night, day after day, year after year.

Even though his hands were full of blood stains left by the hilt of his sword, even if the pain in his whole body made him unable to breathe, he didn't delay for a moment!

He believes that time will tell!

......

"Can time really prove everything?" Chu Xing smiled miserably, the hand holding the thin sword loosened slightly, he wanted to give up, he was tired.

But suddenly, his already scarred hand began to ache like a heart-rending pain, the scars of a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times a day!

He remembered what Master Dugu had said to him - "Chu Xing, I don't know how to use swords, so I can't give you guidance." But I firmly believe that without a strong heart, it is impossible to wield a sword that cuts everything!"

Chu Xing took a deep breath, his eyes began to become sharp, and he completely forgot the scars around him.

"As long as you don't reach the Sword Immortal Realm, there will be flaws!" Chu Xing stared at the sword shadows around him, and even though the sword marks were all over his body, he was also motionless.

Liu Chunxin, who noticed the change in Chu Xing, said coldly: "Dying and struggling!" He was nameless in his heart, and the sword qi in his hand became even more powerful.

But it was precisely the fluctuation of this state of mind that made the sword shadow step flawed!

"This is it!" Chu Xing's eyes widened sharply, and he slashed horizontally with a sword.

That's just the most basic move of the sword, and there is no skill or skill to speak of. The difference is that this simple horizontal slash will be practiced more than 10,000 times a day by Chu Xing!

"Looking for death!" Seeing that the sword shadow step was seen through, Liu Chunxin was furious, he let out a low shout, and the spiritual power instantly converged on the sword body, and for a while, the wind was everywhere!

"The sword of the Sword Pavilion is in turmoil?!" Beichen recognized this sword move, and couldn't help but worry for Senior Brother Chu Xing, that was the killing move of the Sword Pavilion to become famous!

"Master, Senior Brother Chu Xing will be fine, right?" Mu Yanran, who had been paying attention to the battlefield, looked worried and couldn't help but speak.

Duguxing on his side didn't reply, but the clasped hands showed that his heart was not at peace at the moment.

Bang!

When the two swords intersect, the heavens and the earth change color......