Being able to have a clear sword heart, Roland doesn't think it's too strange, his spiritual power has reached thirty degrees, if he can't quickly improve the sword realm, then he is a real waste. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Inserting the long sword back into its sheath, Roland straightened his waist and walked towards the depths of the Sword Valley.

The traces of the sword realm in the Sword Valley made Roland unable to stop his steps, and when his comprehension and experience reached a peak again, another invisible sword shadow slashed towards him.

This time, Roland had already prepared, he raised his hand and pulled out the sword at his waist, and naturally slashed it out.

A sword of enlightenment, this is a sword of destruction that he sublimated in the Valley of Swords.

"Boom!"

The invisible sword shadow and the destruction intent in the war sword collided together, and Roland felt a shock in the cyclonic space, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he was directly blasted out.

But this time, Roland didn't bend his knees like before, he bent his knees and flicked up, and the Bright Sun Sword in his hand slashed out again, which was the invisible sword that had just been chopped.

The sword shadow slashed out by this sword was no longer a tangent line that broke through the sky, but a huge whirlpool, gathering all the destruction intentions within a radius of several zhang, condensing into a point, and hitting the rock wall in the valley.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, forming a crack in the center of the vortex on the rock wall as hard as metal, and the destruction inside was cut like a smooth mirror, which was the effect of the sword just now.

Roland stood with his sword in his hand, his chest was full of pride, this sword was sharper than the previous sword, and it was gathered into one point, and the destructive power was even more powerful, even if it was an ordinary star-level powerhouse, it was estimated that he would be seriously injured if he was slashed by his sword.

"This is my Sword Valley Second Style, a whirlpool sword." Roland's voice echoed in the long Sword Valley.

Roland's heart was full of excitement and joy, he had only entered the Sword Valley for just over ten days, not only was he promoted to the peak of the sixth-level knight, but he also comprehended his own sword moves, if he continued to walk, what would be the results?

With great excitement, Roland once again headed into the depths of the Sword Valley, but this time, he only walked more than ten meters away before he quickly stopped.

Because an incomparably powerful force has been transmitted, if Roland dares to ignore this force and continue to move forward, he may be blasted out at any time and anywhere.

If he was blasted out of this place, he would only walk back at most, but once he was blasted out of Sword Valley, it would be worth the loss.

Roland had to sit down, ready to get used to it before moving on.

But when he sat down, he felt the power coming, getting bigger and bigger, he subconsciously pressed on the ground, and the palm of his hand was cold.

Roland was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and grabbed a rock the size of a skull, his spiritual power penetrated into this rock, and he was immediately shocked.

"Xuanxing Stone!" In the past, as a genius mage, Roland's knowledge of various materials was very rich, and the Xuanxing Stone in his hand was a high-level refining material, and it was an extremely rare existence.

Roland had only seen it in books, and as for what it was for, he was not a master refiner, so he didn't know anything about it, maybe the dwarven master would know its exact value.

Roland searched again, and a few more Xuanxing stones appeared, and he did not hesitate to put them into the space ring, and at this moment, an even more powerful force directly forcibly blasted him away.

When he came to his senses, now that he was lying on a hillside, Roland stood up and looked around, and strangely there was no entrance to the canyon in his sight.

Roland closed his eyes, and the meaning of destruction that he had comprehended in Sword Valley became clear again.

After a quarter of an hour, he opened his eyes, and vaguely understood the meaning of the Sword Valley, there was a deep valley that was really slashed by the sword shadow, and this deep valley contained the meaning of destruction and various sword realms.

But not all cultivators can enter this real Sword Valley, only after feeling the meaning of destruction and having an epiphany, can they unconsciously enter the Sword Valley.

In other words, the real entrance to the Sword Valley is unknown to anyone, and only qualified cultivators can walk in, and he has an orange sword heart, which is undoubtedly the qualified cultivator.

That Pavel is not simple, but unfortunately, the realm of his sword heart is too low, and after entering the Sword Valley, he did not block the first intent of destruction, and fell there.

Roland took a look at the surrounding environment, and now there were only a few first-order spirit grasses, and he suddenly lost interest in picking.

And at this moment, a whistling sound caught Roland's attention, and he used his mental power to probe the past, and several figures seemed to be running towards the whistling sound.

There must be something good born, Roland jumped up directly, rushed towards the place where the whistling sound came out, and with his current strength, he could already boldly compete for some good resources.

Just when Roland arrived, more than a dozen cultivators had already gathered here, a fragrance came with the wind, and everyone gathered around the edge of a swamp, a spirit grass with three red fruits hanging on it, growing on the wetland in the center.

Roland recognized it at first sight, these are three crystal fruits, belonging to the fifth-order elixir, as long as it is not a severed limb and a remnant, taking a crystal fruit can heal the injury in a very short time, and the crystal fruit can also refine the life-sustaining pill, which has a miraculous curative effect.

At this moment, the crystal fruit is not fully ripe, and the aroma is a little weak, and when the crystal fruit is ripe, the fragrance will be strong.

Roland looked around, there is now a ninth-level knight, and the rest are all sixth-level knights, his cultivation is not the lowest, nor is it the highest, which makes him feel confident that when he competes in the swamp, he will definitely not be worse than others.

Half an hour passed, the color of the crystal fruit was red, and the rich fragrance continued to emanate, and Roland rushed out almost immediately, but he was fast, and others were not slow.

There was a strong resistance in the sky above the swamp, and several sixth-level knights who were not on guard fell into the swamp with a "poof".

A putrid smell suddenly made the fallen cultivators anxious and rowed towards the shore with all their might, but as the muddy water rolled, those sixth-level knights disappeared into the swamp in an instant, leaving not even a trace.

Some cultivators who had not fallen into the swamp hurriedly forcibly raised their altitude to the sky, and a black shadow rushed out of the swamp, pulling a free-moving cultivator into the swamp and disappearing into the muddy water.

Some timid cultivators couldn't help but slow down the degree of progress, and if the competition for the Crystal Fruit degree was slow, they didn't even have soup, let alone slowed down the degree, it would be tantamount to giving up hope.

Roland's degree was second only to that ninth-level knight, but it was just a little slower than him, and when the ninth-level knight saw him, he was so fast, but he paid attention to Roland.

There was only a distance of a few hundred meters, and it didn't take a few breaths at all, the ninth-level knight was the first to arrive, and just as he wanted to reach out and grab the crystal fruit, a black shadow rushed out of the swamp.

The ninth-level knight was obviously on guard, raised his hand and waved the long sword in his hand, and stabbed at the black shadow that pounced on him.

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