"The heart is high, the sword is high!" Xiaochen held the sword, jumped over, faced the eight people with a posture of fluttering out of the dust and proudly coming to the world, and put a sword in his hand, a sword came west, and the attack enveloped the eight people at the same time, which is a state of mind, a kind of arrogance, and also a posture of one of the ten perfect sword hearts. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Xiaochen's madness, since the rebirth of the old, has never been low-key, arrogant, naturally has a high heart, by Xiaochen to perform the high heart of the trick, to achieve the true meaning of the heart of the sword, this blow, the perfect interpretation of Xiaochen's attitude.

"What kind of move is this!?" The eight people were shocked, enough to the point of losing color, they clearly felt a kind of qi, indescribable, but very terrifying, they clearly felt that this sword intent, locked their respective heads, throats, limbs, if the heart was left alone, their results turned out to be a skull, throat, limb amputation, heart piercing.

Although they are not to be restrained, but such a situation is very unbelievable, ordinary moves, the more people can not see the way of attack, the more subtle, and Xiaochen this sword, directly indicates the place and way to attack, it depends on how you to crack, this is no longer self-confidence, this is simply arrogant, the meaning of this sword, tell the opponent to do something, as you want to crack, this does not put people in the eyes at all, but their realm is obviously higher than the opponent, but in the face of such a sword, there is still some powerless, I don't know how to crack it, and in the end, I can only break it with a high realm, which has fallen behind.

"Hmph, how about this trick, master?" Withdrawing the sword to the ground, there was no damage to the opponent, but Xiaochen was very satisfied, this was the first time he had used a high heart trick, and the effect was surprisingly good, immersed in this sword intent, Xiaochen felt that he was invincible in the sky and on the ground.

"This is too fake...... Xiaochen smiled and staggered, it was too much spiritual power, just such a move, Xiaochen's spiritual power in his body was actually drained by as much as seventy percent, how can this be borne by a fetal monk, if it is replaced by someone else, wouldn't it be drained and he won't be able to use a move.

Xiaochen flattened his mouth, this is too impractical, it costs seventy percent of spiritual power at a time, which means that it can only be used once in a battle.

Xiaochen wouldn't think that this was something beyond the realm, because the things he got in the Qing Ying Bead Seal Space could only be from the same realm, which was definitely not wrong, but he still felt that it was not true.

"Big brother, this ...... What are you...... What swordsmanship? Xuanyuan Phantom Heaven stood not far away, his eyes were dim, and his expression was a little sluggish.

"Little brother, ten perfect sword hearts, high heart tips, go back and teach you." Xiaochen turned his head and said, very seriously.

Xuanyuan Huantian was the first to come here after Xiaochen was taken away by the evil sect monks, and just saw Xiaochen's high heart trick, he is a sword cultivator, very sensitive to swordsmanship, the first time he discovered the extraordinaryness of this sword, he couldn't help but stop and watch, although he didn't experience it personally, but at that moment, Xuanyuan Huantian wanted to cry, this is not sad, not happy, it is an inexplicable touch, the meaning of this sword is too extraordinary.

"Big brother, this sword, can there be a sword song?" Xuanyuan Fantasy Tian's obsession with kendo has reached an unbelievable level, which is one of the reasons why he was able to reach such a state at such a young age, if he is not an idiot, how can he forget his heart, any new knowledge of kendo can make Xuanyuan Fantasy Tian fascinated, not to mention Xiaochen's perfect sword heart from the Qing Ying Bead Seal Space.

"Yes." Xiaochen didn't hide it, he recognized this brother.

"Can you tell me?" Xuanyuan Phantom is very eager, the sword song and the sword technique are different, the former is the artistic conception, the latter is the method of practice, as long as the sword song, it is not too much.

"The ambition is high, higher than the sky, the sky is much higher, my heart, the sword flies, the heart is high." Xiaochen told Xuanyuan Phantom Heaven about the voice he heard in the space of the Blue Immortal Bead Seal.

"High heart trick, good high heart trick, hahaha......" Xuanyuan Fantasy Heaven let Xiaochen see another side, this is a kind of self-confidence, but also a kind of temperament, Xuanyuan Fantasy Tian's unique temperament is very extraordinary.

"Don't stand there and giggle, why don't you come and save me." Xiaochen's spiritual power has been consumed, and it is definitely impossible to deal with the eight people in front of him, it just so happens that Xuanyuan Phantom Heaven is here, how can there be any reason not to ask for help.

"Big brother, don't worry." Xuanyuan Fantasy Heaven quickly moved to Xiaochen's side, raised his sword in his left hand, and faced the eight people with Xiaochen.

"Even if there are two more, you will die." The one who spoke was the strongest descendant of the Crystal Palace, their expressions were a little solemn at the moment, Xiaochen's realm was lower than them, but they were a little frightened when they used that sword just now, if the realm was the same, if they faced it alone, what kind of consequences would that sword cause, they didn't want to admit that this human monk in front of them must not grow up, and must be killed as soon as possible.

They were shaken, on the road of cultivation, for the first time, this kind of emotion was generated, they were invincible in the same generation, amazing/glamorous, known as the most elite new generation in the world, each with their own arrogance/pride, and the speed of cultivation far exceeded that of their peers, but today in the face of Xiaochen, who is younger and has a lower realm, they are shaken, and their invincible belief is not as firm as it was at the beginning, because they have seen Xiaochen's performance.

"And what if there are five more?" The blockade of the eight people was broken, this is the voice of Xuanyuan Yuhao, and there are also Xuanxiao, Xuanchen, Huang Cheng, and Gukou Yihua, who quickly tracked after Xiaochen was taken away, and Xuanyuan Huantian arrived here in one step, so he naturally missed Xiaochen's high heart.

The eight evil cultivators did not speak, looking at the comers, they were silent, even if they were confident that they were not inferior to the comers, but it was impossible to distinguish the winners and losers in a short time, their intention was not a decisive battle but a fetish, if it dragged on like this, there was no benefit at all, and there was definitely no hope for this fetish, and their best choice now was to retreat.

"Hmph, you'll have to try it to find out." The monks of the evil sect all said that the monks of the righteous path were hypocrites, but they didn't know that their performance was no different, and they were all retreating, but they just wanted to make a desperate appearance.

"It's ugly." In such a situation, the best choice for the opponent is to retreat, Xiaochen doesn't believe that they are evil sect Tianjiao, and they can't even see this situation clearly, so since they are doing this, they must be pretending, he doesn't give any face, and directly disdains it.

Sure enough, the eight people shot together, the five monks of Xuanqing Mountain and Xuanyuan Huantian were not idle, they started directly, and fought for dozens of rounds, the outcome was unknown, at this time more righteous monks came here, needless to say, the evil cultivators near the arena must have been defeated, this time the most experienced evil cultivators in Tianfeng, the most shocked/Yan This kind of disciples came only thirty in total, and the most outstanding young generation of the righteous path has more than sixty people, twice the number, how can the evil cultivators win, and the defeat is also expected.

"He'll fight again one day." The eight evil cultivators knew that they couldn't stay any longer, even if there was an agreement at the top, if they were beaten to death by a monk of the same rank, they wouldn't be able to find trouble with the righteous path, not to mention, their lives were their own.

"The Transformation Divine Orchid that picks up Tianfeng is in Xiaochen's hands, you can look at it." Before leaving, one of the monks did not forget to point at Xiaochen and shouted.

"Not good." Xiaochen scolded secretly, and missed this stubble, which is a big trouble.

"Huh? Isn't this Xuanyuan Phantom Heaven's big brother? ”

"He's Xiaochen?"

"Huh? He's Xiaochen! ”

Hearing the words of the evil cultivator, many people looked at Xiaochen, many people had seen him when Xuanyuan Fantasy Heaven had reached the sound before, and they quickly recognized him at this moment.

At this moment, Xiaochen has slipped out of a long distance.