The higher the level, the more arduous the cultivation of the sword cultivator, and the sword god is even more of an unheard existence, whether there is a sword god in the heavenly realm today is a question mark.

If it is said that at the age of fourteen, only one sword cultivator exceeds the level of peers and can still judge the case with ghost talent, but if the soul sword cultivation and spirit sword cultivation together exceed the level of peers, it is not something that can be described by the word ghost talent, not to mention that Xuanyuan Breaking Spirit Sword Cultivation is a few years later than his peers.

Let this be a ghost in troubled times, the simultaneous existence of the two sword bodies is destined to Xuanyuan Po's luck, the chaos in the Heavenly Sword Realm should be completed, and the Heavenly Sword Realm has been silent for too long, so long that there are not many planets in this universe that still remember this former First Sword Realm.

Naturally, these are all for later.

"It's all your fault, look at what your son's injuries have become, Po'er, I'll help you go back to heal. Glancing at Changqing with a demanding look, Zi Xuan helped his son to walk outside the battle field, looking at the shocking wound on his son's back, Zi Xuan was pity, as the so-called injury is in the son's body and pain in the mother's heart.

"If you don't use the strength of the soul sword cultivation to kill a third-level late-stage blood demon wolf in a row, you will be injured, Xuanyuan Po, you are too exciting for me. Changqing dropped a word sternly, and immediately turned around and walked towards another exit, and no one saw the heartache on his face when he turned around.

Yes, his son is so seriously injured, he is not worried about the possibility of being a father at all, but he must play the role of a strict father, and it is enough to care for Zixuan.

"Rest for a day today to recover, go to Qiandou Pinglin tomorrow, hunt fifteen third-order mid-stage demon beasts within a month, fifteen third-order late-stage demon beasts, don't come back if you don't finish the results!"

"Yes, Father!"

Xuanyuan Po replied, these three words seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and all of them weakened a little again. He is not afraid of being injured or punished, but he is afraid that his father will be unhappy with him, although his father is so severe, but Xuanyuan Po knows that his father does not want to let himself be idle, and he ravages and wastes such a good talent in vain.

"Po'er, ignore him, let's heal the wound first. "My son's injuries are so helping, when my father is still imposing pressure, Zi Xuan is also a little angry, and his cultivation should be relaxed.

"Mother, don't blame my father, the sense of superiority that has always crossed the ranks after these few months really made me proud, which made me relax my guard in this battle, but I didn't do well enough, so that my father would not be happy. ”

Listening to Xuanyuan Po's self-reproachful words, the anger on Zixuan's face was immediately replaced by warmth, so the talented son is naturally arrogant, not to mention that he is still so hard, the only thing that is not too arrogant is probably too sophisticated and heavy, and there is no thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy who should be happy, angry, and sorrowful.

Thinking of this, Zi Xuan blamed Changqing in his heart, his son's cultivation has improved a lot faster in recent years, but he is also too happy to be too happy, and he and his father are also blamed for being clumsy. Zixuan naturally knew Changqing's intention to put pressure on his son like this, but why did his son have to bear the burden because of his parents' clumsiness?

"Alas, Po'er, you used to do very well, you will always be a good son of your mother. ”

"Mother, I will certainly live up to your and my father's expectations. ”

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Sitting in a basin full of medicinal liquid, Xuanyuan snored and fell asleep, and the hideous wound on his back slowly closed under the function of the medicinal liquid.

During this period, Changqing came a few times and used the aura in his body to treat Xuanyuan Po's internal injuries, if it weren't for Changqing's use of this method to treat Xuanyuan Po's internal injuries every time after he was injured, the dark diseases accumulated in his body would have already affected his cultivation. It can also be seen that Xuanyuan Po has had many battles in recent years and has been injured many times, so it can be said that the rapid improvement of Xuanyuan Po's cultivation has been exchanged for hard work and blood and sweat.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, when the first rays of dawn shone through the mist on the earth, Xuanyuan Po once again left home and ran to Qiandou Pinglin, but he didn't know that this time he was far away from his relatives.

"Changqing, I don't know why, I'm always distracted these days, and I always feel that something bad will come out. ”

"Think about it, can't you complete the task every time, not to mention that there is an old man following him. Hugging his lover, Changqing looked at his son's distant back and said.

In the twilight, the sun converged into a brilliant light and became a yellow and clear disc of Haojie. The blue sky, blue, like a clean lake. Gradually, the color became more and more intense, as if the lake was deepening. The tall hills in the distance, under the illumination of the setting sun, are painted with a layer of golden yellow, which looks particularly gorgeous.

After a day of expulsion, Xuanyuan Po once came to Douzong Town, a small town near the Thousand Bucket Flat Forest.

Because of its proximity to the Thousand Bucket Flat Forest, in addition to the people who opened shops and opened businesses, almost most of them were beast hunters, and there were even many beast hunters recruiting beast hunters.

Beast hunter, as the name suggests, is a sword cultivator who hunts demon beasts.

Because of the requirements of human beings for demon beasts, there will naturally be merchants who buy demon beasts, and they will naturally send out the high-risk and high-return career of beast hunters, and five beast hunters can combine a small team, called the beast hunting group, like some extremely powerful beast hunting groups, the number of people is as high as dozens of people, and the beast hunting group of 100 people has at least one sword marquis, which can once be comparable to the weaker third-rate forces, but in a small place like Qiandou Pinglin, the beast hunting group of twenty or thirty people used to be a powerful existence.

Xuanyuan Po came to Douzong Town, naturally not to enter a temporary beast hunting group, the purpose of his trip was to make a third-order late demon beast corpse, and the conflict of interests with the beast hunting group, and at the same time, some of his abilities could not be known to too many people.

After finding an inn in Douzong Town, after entering the room, Xuanyuan Po sat on the bed and meditated to recover, for cultivators, meditation is cheaper than sleepiness to restore spirit and strength.

But what makes people bleed is that there is a woman in the open clothes who come to sell herself, the round, white, seductive ravines and clean and slender thighs, Xuanyuan Po is a man after all, seeing this, uh, alluring scenery, a certain part of the limbs has a very uncompetitive reaction.

Seeing the woman smiling and staring at her gradually growing place, Xuanyuan slammed the door shut, quickly climbed onto the bed and covered himself with the quilt, listening to the laughter outside, Xuanyuan Po was embarrassed, and he seemed to be a little angry.

It wasn't until the laughter went away that Xuanyuan Po poked his head out, and it took a long time to calm down, but he couldn't enter a meditative state anyway, so he had to sleep until he was shining.

Early the next morning, Xuanyuan Po bought some dry food, water, tents and other suburban necessities in Douzong Town, and left, he was still only an early spirit swordsman, and these things were still indispensable.

Standing outside the Thousand Bucket Flat Forest, Xuanyuan Po checked the items in the finger ring again, and then raised his foot to enter the realm of the Thousand Bucket Flat Forest.

The interphalangeal ring is made of a rare local spirit stone, which contains the power of the void, and the interfinger ring created by it is empty, and the finger ring made of the same is usually made of the higher spirit stone, the larger the interfinger ring.

Entering the Thousand Bucket Flat Forest, Xuanyuan Po did not stay on the periphery, and went straight to the central area.

Half an hour later, seeing that he had rushed out of the periphery of the Thousand Bucket Flat Forest and entered the central area, Xuanyuan couldn't help but sigh with a thousand feelings, and remembered the first time he came to the Thousand Island Flat Forest, he only dared to feint in the outermost periphery, and even the deeper periphery dared to enter, and now he could enter the central area, which is also a testimony of his main improvement.

However, the core area still can't be gone by itself, but there is the existence of a fifth-order demon beast over there, and the fifth-order demon beast used to be comparable to the sword marquis in human sword cultivation. With his current cultivation, even if he runs, I'm afraid he will run away. Not only that, but even this central area can't be ignored, after all, there is the existence of a fourth-order demon beast, which is also comparable to the existence of a swordsman.

Although the central area is not as large as the peripheral area, there are definitely a lot of demon beasts, all kinds of roars continue, just after entering for a while, Xuanyuan Po encountered some demon beasts, fortunately, it is just some warm, weak demon beasts.

This time he was going to stay here for a month, and Xuanyuan Po took the lead in finding a place to stay—a cave abandoned by bear-like demon beasts.

Placing the feces of some high-level demon beasts near the entrance of the cave to scare off some low-level demon beasts, Xuanyuan Po sat cross-legged and had always meditated at night.

When the white night came in its entirety, covering all the Thousand Bucket Flat Forest, Xuanyuan Po's eyes opened violently, a trace of essence flashed, and the killing aura emanated from the limbs, this kind of killing aura would not exist at all without the baptism of resume fighting and blood. When the killing qi appeared, the prime-aged sword cultivator could still understand it, but when it appeared, it was rare for a fourteen-year-old boy to see it.

Seeing the killing aura entangled around Xuanyuan's body, even the old man who was hidden in the shadows, this sword marquis powerhouse nodded his head, and the main force was really proportional to his efforts.

As soon as the killing aura came out, how could the demon beasts below the third order dare to approach, and Xuanyuan Po also fell silent, although he could kill the second-order demon beasts freely, but the constant harassment was also very annoying, and it would also affect his hunting of third-order demon beasts.

With his eyes that were quicker than ordinary people, Xuanyuan Po wandered in the white night, jumping from one tree to another, the existence of a third-order demon beast that was rooted in the same passers-by.

And just as Xuanyuan Po jumped again, a black shadow suddenly jumped towards Xuanyuan Po from a tree.

Xuanyuan Po has been mixed in the Qiandou Pinglin since he was eight years old, and how can the discernment and agility be compared to ordinary people, feeling the appearance of injury after a hundred years, Xuanyuan Po knew that it was impossible to turn around now, and his limbs fell violently towards the lot.

With a blow into the air, the black shadow also fell on the same lot, and with the help of the moonlight, Xuanyuan Po saw the true face of this black shadow.

"Long-armed baboon!"

Xuanyuan Po's luck didn't know whether to say it was good or bad, and it was only after a while that he encountered a third-order mid-stage demon beast, which was also a mutated demon beast.

As usual, the arms of baboons used to be very long, but the arms of long-armed baboons are even longer and more terrifying, and even if they stand up, their arms can touch the lot. This shows how long his arms really are.

At the same time, the baboon is an extremely bloodthirsty and psychic monster, and the baboon is said in the ancient books:

Drinking its blood can see ghosts, carrying thousands of pounds, smiling and kissing to cover the forehead, like a macaque, making human speech, making bird sounds, and knowing the survival of people.

The low-level baboon-like demon beasts can't see anything, but if they reach the seventh order or even the seventh-order baboon demon beasts, they are all extremely intelligent, and at the same time, the main force is extremely powerful.

"The luck is not bad, and there are still people who have been sent to the door publicly. ”。

Seeing the long-armed baboon, Xuanyuan Po not only did not retreat, but smiled playfully, which was undoubtedly provoking the long-armed baboon.

With a strange scream, the long-armed baboon rushed towards Xuanyuan Po on all fours.