No matter how difficult the physical cultivation is, the monks will find a master, and the physical cultivation is not like the Fa cultivation to comprehend the Heavenly Dao and cultivate the immortal spiritual power, but it needs to temper the whole body. Tempering requires cultivation to a profound physical cultivation, refining according to the method that should be done, such as Tang Yue.

Don't look at her just slapping indiscriminately, in fact, every time she hits the node, so it will have the effect of refining the body.

When refining the body, you also need to assist the immortal spirit power to beat, and it is really because of this that you need to worship a master. If the cultivation is not enough, without the assistance of immortal spiritual power, the slapping will not work.

As for why Tang Yue didn't need it, it was because she was using the Xuanshen Technique and the Xuanjing Holy Technique together, both of which belonged to the Heavenly Rank Exercises, and they could also promote each other's cultivation, so she didn't need it at all, and cultivation was equivalent to tempering.

The truth in this, they didn't even know the moon, they thought it was the reason for Tang Yue's exercises.

After all, no one had ever cultivated the Xuanjing Holy Technique.

The challenge application here is very lively, and the fight in the ring is also lively, physical cultivation, law cultivation, sword cultivation, all of them. After a while, ten people were defeated in a row.

Tang Yue stood in the middle of the ring and said to Wufeng: "May I ask Uncle Shi, how many monks are there in the early stage of Immortal Monarch's cultivation?" ”

"I'll take a look." Wufeng closed his eyes for a while, opened his eyes and said, "With the number of people just now, there are more than a hundred." After hearing this, Tang Yue frowned, there was still such a monk, it seemed that he could only solve it quickly.

Otherwise, she will have to fight until she has to make a move.

Tang Yue put away the Yuanxian Sword, almost just stood in the ring, she punched the person out of the ring. Soon, all of the Immortal Monarch's early cultivation have been eliminated.

Loosening her muscles, Tang Yue looked at the monk who came to the stage, her eyes narrowed slightly, she restrained her carelessness just now, and became a little more serious. After all, it is still the mid-stage cultivation of Immortal Venerable, so it is better for her to be cautious.

The other party was a sword cultivator, not long after breaking through the middle stage, Tang Yue spread out her palm, and the suspended Yuan Immortal Sword flew straight into her hand. Holding the hilt of the sword and removing the scabbard, Tang Yue casually pulled a few sword flowers, and the two of them saluted and began to make moves at the same time.

Although Tang Yue was victorious, his speed was much slower, after all, his cultivation was a step higher. Two top-grade fairy spirit stones appeared in her hand, and while recovering the fairy spirit power in her body, she closed her eyes and looked at the picture of her own battle just now, absorbing the experience in it.

Feeling that her understanding of the way of the sword had improved a little, she opened her eyes, and the hand holding the fairy spirit stone was gently forced, and the fairy spirit stone turned into powder and fell from between her fingers.

Seeing that her immortal spirit power had almost recovered, a challenger behind jumped into the ring and pasted the jade slip on the defensive cover.

As time passed, the challengers in the ring became stronger and stronger, and Tang Yue took more and more time. has been in a high-intensity battle, the faster her cultivation is improved, and in the subsequent battles, she has not used the means of physical cultivation once, and she has been using the sword technique.

With the frequent use of the sword technique, the deeper her understanding of the Taichu sword technique, the more powerful the sword technique became.

At this time, a thin male monk came to the ring, Ling Chu's face was pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and he gave people a feeling of being bullied all day long. But that was just the idea of the onlooker monk, and Tang Yue, who was standing opposite him, had a solemn face.

The friar gave her a strong sense of crisis, which made her not dare to relax at all.

"Lingchu." After reporting his name, Ling Chu untied the long sword wrapped in cloth behind his back, grabbed the corner of the cloth's clothes and shook it, the long sword fell from the air, and reached out to catch the silver-white scabbard. He rubbed the scabbard carefully, his slender fingers gripping the hilt of the sword, and slowly drew the long sword.

A blood-red long sword, just looking at it gave a very dangerous feeling, Ling Chu's hand holding the scabbard flicked, and the scabbard thrust into the ground with a thud.

Tang Yue's hand holding the Yuanxian Sword tightened, and the two of them took out their swords at the same time, the same move, the same power, looking at the exact same sword moves, she frowned. Changed to another sword move, Ling Chu also used the same sword move.

"A pair of eyes that know the sword." Ling Chu said lightly.

As long as it was the sword moves he had seen, he could copy them all, and the sword moves used by Tang Yue had all been learned by him. The gap between the two is just that he has not cultivated the Primal Spirit Scroll, so his power will be discounted a little.

Tang Yue thought for a moment, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a smile, "Really." The Yuanxian Sword in her hand danced rapidly, bringing up pieces of afterimage, and I saw that a whirlpool formed by a sword suddenly appeared behind her.

The whirlpool grew larger and larger, creating a huge suction, and the defensive shield at the edge of the ring crumbled, and the sword scabbard that Ling Chu had inserted into the ground rose from the ground and disappeared into the whirlpool.

Ling Chu poured the immortal spiritual power under his feet and stood in place, a trace of puzzlement flashed in his eyes.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The defensive shrouds at the edge of the ring were reduced to splinters, all of which were sucked in by the vortex and disappeared.

A trace of shock flashed in Wufeng's eyes, you must know that this is the defensive cover he arranged with his own hands, not to mention how powerful it is, at least it is impossible for Immortal Jun Xiuwei to break it. He turned his head to look at the slashing moon on the side, and asked with a frown, "When did you have this move on your Taichu Sword Technique?" How come we haven't seen it? ”

After hundreds of millions of years together, he had never seen the moon slash use this trick.

Chopping Moon shook her head cautiously, "This is not a sword move in the Taichu Sword Technique. ”

"Isn't it?!" Chizuru's eyes widened, "Could it be that you also taught Tang Yue other sword tricks and sword moves?" ”

"Nope."

The three of them looked at each other at the same time, since it was not the sword move of the Moon Slashing Sect, then there was only one possibility left, and that was the sword move created by Tang Yue himself.

"This Tang Yue hasn't cultivated for many years, right?!" In just a few hundred years, he was able to create his own sword moves, what a demonic qualification. The entire immortal world can't find a few, looking at the power of the sword move, it is not inferior to the Taichu sword move at all.

Looking at the monks who were about to be sucked into the ring, Wufeng waved his hand in the direction of the ring, and a defensive shield appeared.

The defensive cover, which swayed from side to side, never broke into pieces.

Ling Chu half-knelt on the ground, the corners of his mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, his eyes glanced at Tang Yue unwillingly, and said in a weak voice: "I admit defeat!" ”

Hearing him say the words of admitting defeat, Tang Yue held the hand of the Yuanxian Sword behind his back, raised his right hand high, and said with his moist cherry lips: "Collect!" As the words fell, I saw that the whirlpool slowly stopped spinning, and finally slowly shrunk and disappeared.

Ling Chu stood up, looked at her with serious eyes, and asked, "Why can't I see through your sword moves?" ”

Tang Yue smiled without saying a word, and arched her hand at him: "Agreed." ”

(To be continued.) )