You must know that superior martial arts are inherently extremely difficult to practice.

For most innate powerhouses, if they want to make great progress in the superior martial arts they have cultivated, it will take ten years to do so.

Just like the two old men in the black robe, it has been twenty or thirty years since they reached the innate realm, and the superior martial arts they have practiced have only been promoted from the entry realm to the Xiaocheng realm.

If you want to reach the realm of Dacheng, I don't know how many decades it will take

I don't even know if I can achieve it in this life

Thinking of this, the black-robed old man looked at the purple-robed young man not far away, and couldn't help twitching in his heart.

This Huashan sect disciple looks like he is seventeen years old, and he may not have practiced martial arts for a few years, but he has cultivated superior swordsmanship to the realm of Dacheng.

That's ironic, isn't it?

The same people, why is there such a big gap??

At this moment, the old man in the black robe really had mixed feelings in his heart, and he felt that his three views had been subverted.

At this moment, the more dignified words of the white-haired old man not far away came

"And not only that, looking at the method of gathering and forming and the power of the purple sword qi just now, I suspect that he may have also cultivated the Huashan Sect's Zixia Divine Skill. ”

Speaking of this, the white-haired old man's tone was also a little bitter.

Rumble!

Hearing this, the black-robed old man's brain boomed, and it was extremely blank.

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

Zixia Divine Skill?!

Is that Zixia Divine Skill??

At this moment, the three views of the black-robed old man were really subverted.

Although those ordinary Jianghu martial artists may not know, they who have reached the innate realm know it.

Although it is the supreme secret book on the rivers and lakes.

But the people who have really cultivated to become a peerless scholar, except for the world's grandmasters, are only a very small number of innate realm powerhouses.

Moreover, these innate realm powerhouses who have become peerless will never exceed the number of hands!

As for the martial artists under the innate realm, the black-robed old man had never heard of anyone who could successfully cultivate the peerless realm.

Of course, he also knew that some top geniuses would be able to obtain the sect's peerless inheritance when they were in the acquired realm.

For example, the current world grandmaster of their Netherworld Sect is like this.

However, just because you get the lineage doesn't mean you can succeed in your practice.

It is extremely profound, and it is extremely difficult to comprehend.

Even if it is the current world master of their Netherworld Sect, the one who was praised by the previous generation of sect masters as a once-in-a-century top figure.

That was also the whole decades of enlightenment, from the acquired realm to the consummation of the innate realm.

Only then did he reluctantly practice into a peerless discipline.

In fact, this is also the path taken by most of the world's grandmasters.

If you have been studying for decades, if you have enough understanding and chance, you will have the opportunity to successfully enter the Tao before your life ends.

Enlightened Grandmaster.

This is also the reason why all the Grandmasters of the world are extremely old.

It's hard to become a grandmaster, that's not just talking.

outcome

You told me that this seventeen-year-old boy of the Acquired Realm actually cultivated to become a peerless student?!

"Can an acquired realm martial artist become a peerless martial artist?!

The black-robed old man still couldn't believe it, he felt that his accomplice must have made a mistake.

There is no such coincidence in the world.

Not only did there be a supreme genius who subverted the three views, but this genius was also encountered by them?

If they had this kind of luck, they would have become grandmasters a long time ago.

didn't wait for the white-haired old man to reply.

Then

A figure slowly walked out from the billowing smoke and dust, and a light purple qi slowly flowed around him, and all the smoke and dust in the sky were isolated from the air flow, and he couldn't get close at all.

Seeing this scene, the white-haired old man's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said loudly to the black-robed old man not far away.

"I don't have time to go into details, if you don't want to die, just go with my best!!"

As soon as the words fell, the true qi of the white-haired old man's whole body exploded instantly, and an inexplicable black air flow appeared around him again, and a dead and cold aura instantly spread in all directions.

The black knife was slowly raised to his right shoulder, and the white-haired old man held the hilt of the knife with both hands.

His eyes stared at the purple-robed young man who had just walked out of the smoke and dust not far away, and the white-haired old man's eyes were extremely cold, and he didn't seem to have the slightest emotion.

At this moment, the white-haired old man seemed to really come from the netherworld.

Dead and unforgiving

Countless black air currents all converged on the black knife, looking at Chen Xinzhu not far away, the white-haired old man muttered expressionlessly.

"Nether Slash!"

The words fell, and the white-haired old man slashed out!

Bang!!!

A pitch-black and dark black lightning suddenly exploded, and the thunder rolled as if tearing open the sky.

With a slash, a huge ghost phantom instantly appeared behind the white-haired old man.

The firstborn triangle is extremely hideous.

This moment.

The incomparably cold dead air machine was like a sea tide surging towards Chen Xinzhu.

However, they were all blocked by the lilac air flow around him, and they couldn't get close to him.

A flash of black light!

Chen Xinzhu was not careless, his right hand clenched the hilt of the sword, and looked carefully.

But seeing a dead silence of pitch-black sword qi suddenly coming, an inexplicable jet-black air flow wrapped around it, and countless ghostly shadows appeared.

The howling of these phantom ghosts is really ugly and uncomfortable.

Chen Xinzhu frowned slightly, this knife is not simple.

This ghostly sound seems to have some inexplicable effect on the soul?

However, after being cut off by the lilac airflow for the most part, the small amount of sound left was completely insufficient to affect his powerful soul in the slightest.

"Good time!"

Looking at the ghostly black knife qi, Chen Xinzhu chuckled.

Although he didn't know much about the white-haired old man of the Netherworld Sect, judging from the power of this sword, he had surpassed the original demon clan general Niu Meng.

Even after Chen Xinzhu compared it in his heart, he found that this white-haired old man seemed to be a little stronger than the Yan Ding uncle of the Huashan faction.

However, even facing such a powerful opponent, Chen Xinzhu did not feel much sense of crisis at the moment.

Even this sense of crisis is far less than the battle with the demon clan general Niu Meng at the beginning.

No doubt.

The opponent is indeed strong, but it seems that he is still stronger?

After perceiving this, Chen Xinzhu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Now I seem to be far stronger than I imagined?"

It wasn't until this moment that Chen Xinzhu realized that he still underestimated Zixia's divine skills.

Or rather, it is underestimating the mastery of the gods.

Although he had long known that practicing a peerless skill could greatly improve the strength of a martial artist, the degree of improvement was far beyond his imagination.

Of course, this is mainly because Chen Xinzhu's understanding of the absolute school is still relatively shallow.

However, although there is this kind of oolong that "I am far stronger than I imagined".

But, that seems like a good thing?

At the very least, the hope of killing the enemy is a little stronger.

Thinking of this, Chen Xinzhu couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Xinzhu calmed down and stared closely at the pitch-black knife qi that was attacking not far away.

With his body slightly sideways, Chen Xinzhu clenched the Purple Void Sword in his right hand, and a sharp purple light flashed in his eyes.

"Just let me see if it's your sword strength or my sword sharpness!"