This is really a shocking picture, the lord Cheng Xiaotian stood up in front of everyone, his movements were very slow, but this was it, black powder was still falling from his body, which was carbonized skin.

Standing for a moment, and after getting used to the pain a little, Cheng Xiaotian began to walk forward, towards the deepest part of the valley.

No one dared to touch him, everyone followed, and no one made a sound.

"Lord Cheng Xiaotian!" Vanessa sat on the ground and shouted, not knowing what she was trying to say.

Cheng Xiaotian paused, didn't look back, and began to walk forward again.

"Give me a few days, I'll recover, don't come along." Cheng Xiaotian whispered, his footsteps staggering.

Barton Jr. glanced at Old Dawson, a little overwhelmed.

No one knew where the leader was going, except for old Dawson.

"Go back, all of you." Old Dawson waved his hand and sat down on the spot, "Come to training at seven o'clock tomorrow morning." ”

"This ......," Barton Jr. looked unwilling.

Old Dawson waved his hand again: "Young Master will be fine, I'll be fine here."

The Legion Commander's words were orders, and Little Barton had to lead the soldiers back to the barracks, but Vanessa did not leave, she calmed the Void Ray, and sat down to rest and meditate.

It wasn't until midnight that Cheng Xiaotian walked to the waterfall, and at this time, Ms. Bai and Lan Zi had already risen into the sky.

After standing for a moment, Cheng Xiaotian inhaled sharply, opened his mouth, and the sword light flew out and surrounded him. This time he was very seriously injured, but fortunately, the dantian and Zhihai were intact, and he could still gather the last trace of spiritual power.

"I can't imagine it, I will have ...... today" Cheng Xiaotian smiled bitterly, and with a flash of sword light, he flew into the waterfall wrapped around him.

When the long ......

The flying sword lost control and fell on the crystal clear spiritual vein, and then Cheng Xiaotian also fell, and the dense spiritual energy in the cave was rushed and rolled violently. Feeling the aura that was constantly oozing out from under his body, Cheng Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief and was sure that he was out of danger.

Trying to put himself in a lotus sitting position, this time Cheng Xiaotian didn't have a trick, and directly pressed his palms on the spiritual veins. The big war is coming, but it is not enough to recover from his injuries, he has to break through as soon as possible, even if he destroys this spiritual vein.

Three days later, early in the morning, Vanessa woke up from her sleep and saw an incredible scene.

I saw the recruits on the training ground sitting in a circle on the ground, and a vigorous figure stood in the middle, wearing a blue robe, carrying a long sword in his right hand, and scanning everyone calmly.

Judging from the appearance, Cheng Xiaotian has fully recovered, and his original black charcoal-like skin is delicate and smooth at this time, without flaws.

"Look, sword, it's not like you use it." Cheng Xiaotian's dark eyes were as bright as stars, and after speaking, his figure spread, and the long sword in his hand led the figure and roamed.

In order to let the soldiers see clearly, his movements were very slow, but even so, the change in the sword path still made the soldiers dumbfounded, and the old Dawson on the side simply grabbed a sword and learned to dance.

"Swords are used to kill opponents, not to break opponents' weapons, so I don't understand why you use swords to smash opponents." Cheng Xiaotian danced and spoke, the sword road was fast and slow, back and forth, like a poisonous snake, unpredictable, and fascinating.

Azeroth's martial arts are very simple, no matter what kind of weapon is used, it is basically four techniques: splitting, slashing, smashing, and stabbing, and there is no combination to speak of. The so-called hand-to-hand, to put it bluntly, is to compare whose strength is greater, whose protection is higher, where to see such subtle and charming moves as Cheng Xiaotian, and not to mention the theory of Cheng Xiaotian.

Well, this is actually just the introductory Shushan Danding Xing sword momentum......

Vanessa looked at Cheng Xiaotian, who was in the limelight, with a smile on her tired face, stood up on her knees, and put her bangs together with her hands.

"Rezel, let's go." Vanessa rubbed her palm lightly against the Void Ray's cheek, whispered into her ear, and turned over on the Void Ray's back.

Phew!

The Void Ray seemed a little dissatisfied, chirped, and flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

The soldiers turned back and watched Vanessa away in bewilderment.

"Young master, what is your fiancée?" Old Barton was speechless and stopped?

Cheng Xiaotian was stunned: "My fiancée? ”

"Reezel, let's go find Father." Vanessa rode on the Void Ray and never looked back.

"Practice on your own for a while." Cheng Xiaotian somehow felt a little blocked in his heart, threw the long sword back to the soldiers beside him, and paced towards the small river on the side, and Old Dawson hurriedly followed.

"Young Master, what are you thinking?" Old Dawson asked, accompanied.

Cheng Xiaotian looked at himself in the reflection of the river, and suddenly had an illusion, and that face seemed to have become another person, a girl with the same black eyes. He misses his senior sister, he thinks about it very much, but where is the senior sister?

Cheng Xiaotian raised his hand and waved, wrinkled his reflection, turned around and replied, "There are still five days left for the war, right?" ”

Old Dawson estimated it and replied: "It's like this according to the plan, but the battle situation is changing rapidly......"

"Got it." Cheng Xiaotian nodded, and then said, "Didn't you just ask me to name the new legion?" I think it's better to call it the Shushan Revenge Army. ”

After that, Cheng Xiaotian rose from the ground, flew to the bottom of the valley wrapped in sword light, and plunged into the waterfall.

"What Shushan Revenge Army?" Old Dawson was inexplicable, "How can the young master be virtuous with the old master and say something he doesn't understand?" ”

However, the lord's words are orders, and the Shushan Revenge Legion that will be famous in the future will be named.

In the cave, the spiritual veins have been a little dim, this is the consequence of Cheng Xiaotian's predatory absorption in the past three days, if the absorption is stopped at this time, and it can be raised for another hundred years, it should be able to recover. But Cheng Xiaotian can't take care of these anymore, he just wants to become stronger immediately, drive away these evil wolves who invade his home, and then there are still many things to do.

After these three days of reckless absorption, he had already stepped into the eighth order of condensation, and now there was only one pass in front of him - the ninth order of condensation! Once you've broken through, you can start preparing to build the foundation.

Flying on the spiritual vein, Cheng Xiaotian held the flying sword with his backhand and stabbed into the spiritual vein, faintly there seemed to be a dragon chanting coming out, echoing in the belly of the mountain.

One after another aura rushed into his body like flowing water along the flying sword, his body surface fluctuated like a surge, and a massive amount of aura squeezed the five internal organs, limbs, and hundreds of remains, the pain was unbearable, Cheng Xiaotian gritted his teeth and endured it, allowing the aura to infiltrate every inch of skin and every meridian.

Five days later.

A long mournful cry suddenly sounded at the end of the Bella Valley, and then the mountain shook, and the people who didn't know why stopped what they were doing and looked this way.

Was it an earthquake? Such doubts rose in everyone's hearts.

In the belly of the mountain, Cheng Xiaotian finally opened his eyes that had been closed for five days and pulled out the flying sword. Now that the cave is no longer dazzling, the spiritual veins have become much dimmer, and they are as uncertain as a breath, obviously not for long, only the flying sword has become as bright and transparent as a diamond.

Looking inside, the original five-colored dantian has become a chaos, and something seems to be pregnant inside.

Nine Levels of Condensation, Perfection!

Tong!

In the eyes of everyone, a sword light directly crashed through the mountain wall, soaring into the sky, shaking with a roar.

Climbing to 300 meters, I looked eastward, only to see a heavy lead cloud pressing over, and there was thunder flashing in the cloud. This is the warm wind blowing from the forbidden sea, and with the spring rain, it has finally arrived.