Shen Zichen's sword exuded a strange light, he stared at Qiu Liang and said defiantly, "Come, do you dare to take my sword and try it?"

Hearing this, Qiu Liang immediately responded to the other party's provocation. "Come on, come on, one sword to decide the winner!" Shen Zichen took off in one step at that time, and the spiritual power of his whole body gathered on the sword in front of him, and the spiritual power around him even had a faint whirlpool. The center of the vortex was the position of the spirit sword in front of Shen Zichen. The spiritual power on the spirit sword became stronger and stronger, and gradually it was even obvious that purple was condensed on the sword.

"It's good to come!" Qiu Liang saw that the other side was fully prepared and did not interrupt, but began to dance his sword on the spot. The giant sword in Qiu Liang's hand became bigger and bigger under this sword dance, and later it was four or five meters long, and it was still increasing. The power brought by the huge sword is also getting bigger and bigger, and even some people in the stands feel the sword wind.

Shen Zichen finally accumulated his momentum to the peak, and the purple vortex in front of him was already visible to the naked eye. "Qiu Liang, take my heart sword technique!" Qiu Liang's giant sword was already six meters long, and Qiu Liang who was holding the sword was very small in comparison. The two swords collided, and the terrifying power exploded instantly, the purple qi rose on one side, and there was no momentum on the other side, but to be able to compete with this purple sword must also contain infinite power. The collision of the two forces even created a slight rift in space.

The giant sword on the sword platform was faintly restless, the three elders of the Sword Sect stared, the giant sword immediately stabilized, and even the two people who were fighting in the middle felt that the space had condensed a little, and the cracks gradually disappeared.

Both men did their best in the field, and the two forces have maintained a delicate balance. At this time, Qiu Liang's whole body was bruised, and he roared angrily, "Give it to me, open!" The spiritual power is the same, Qiu Liang catches the physical power, and wants to force it back. This purple color is really gradually regressing and is at a disadvantage. Qiu Liang struggled, but he was indeed moving forward at an extremely slow pace, slowly approaching Shen Zichen.

At this time, Shen Zichen's father's face gradually appeared in his mind, and he hated him very much. But I have to admit that he is the strongest person in the world. The strongest swordsmanship in the world is the heart sword duel he taught. Even if he tried to cover it up with purple aura, he couldn't change that the sword technique he had been using was just a derivative of the Heart Sword Duel, and it was far inferior to the Heart Sword Duel, although he was not convinced, but he still knew it clearly.

"Come on!" Shen Zichen finally let go of his obsession, and the purple in all the sword shadows gradually disappeared, replaced by a faint white, a bland color. "The heart sword is dueling, the sword begins!" Shen Zichen no longer deliberately maintained the purple sword move, and the power of the sword move was a little greater, countering the opponent.

Shen Zichen's sword moves became more and more powerful, and Qiu Liang finally did not change, and gradually lost. Although Qiu Liang had no choice, he was still unwilling, "Give it to me, open it!" Qiu Liang wanted to squeeze his potential again, but it didn't work. Shen Zichen's spiritual power was exhausted at this time, and he could no longer accept it, and his huge sword qi came straight towards Qiu Liang.

At this critical moment, a white figure suddenly appeared in front of Qiu Liang, and took Shen Zichen's sword with one hand. Without any skill, he used the spiritual power of the sea to block the peak blow of the selfless period cultivator, and this person was none other than Shen Jianxin, the sect leader of the Sword Sect.

"Chen'er, you are not good for your sword heart like this. The white-clothed young man dusted off his body, and the purple spirit sword lost the maintenance of its spiritual power and fell to the ground with a clatter. Shen Zichen slowly floated down from the air, "You don't need to be verbose, I know it myself." Shen Zichen also lost his usual demeanor, and walked over and picked up the sword with a displeased face.

"You've won, it's good. Shen Jianxin said with a smile. "And rightfully so. Shen Zichen walked off the sword platform with a displeased face. Looking at the back of Shen Zichen leaving, Shen Jianxin sighed. "What should I do?"

Qiu Liang looked at the Sword Sect Master, and he didn't know what to do, when he was in danger, he suddenly heard the Sword Sect Master say to him, "Do you want to join the Sword Sect?" Qiu Liang looked at the giant sword in his hand, "Is this heavy sword okay?" "Of course." "Then thank you Sect Master. Shen Jianxin smiled, there is always a good thing.

In the end, the sword conference ended, and the three elders issued a token to the top ten of the younger generation of monks and the top ten of the selfless period monks, and after three days, with the token, they could take their friends to the small world of the Sword Sect to practice.

This small world is actually a ruin, but the Sword Sect did not sweep it away, but left or even deliberately put some magic spirit treasures for the disciples to practice. As for the first place Caitou, the younger generation Caitou is a Xuan-level sword technique, which was taken away by Chu Xiangwei. And this selfless color head is a Xuan-level spirit sword, which was taken away by Shen Zichen.

The aura in the small world is strong, and it is a good place to cultivate and advance. And there are some magic spirit treasures in it, but some obstacles are deliberately designed, and it is not so easy to get it. However, for this small world, Shen Zichen would not go, because with his identity, he could enter and cultivate at any time, and there was no need to snatch the spiritual treasure with others. And Qiu Liang didn't plan to go, because he had just joined the Sword Sect, and the three elders were instructing him on his swordsmanship. And with his talent, he can also get a lot of resources in the Sword Sect in the future, and there is not only one Sword Sect in this small world, so there is no need to rush for a while.

The token issued by this Sword Sect has two functions, one is for the top ten monks as a ticket to enter the small world, and the other is that if they encounter a crisis that they can't solve in the small world, or if they have something to leave early, someone will open the space channel to take these people out if they inject spiritual power into the token. Of course, even so, there will be people who die in the small world, but in this case, the Sword Sect is really powerless.

Ren Qianxing's token was naturally handed over to Hua Yun, and after the sword discussion, the three of them were very impressed by the duel they saw today. After cultivating to a high level, it can be so powerful, and it originally seemed to be a matter of immortal means, but now it doesn't feel so unattainable. Huayun Wujiang has already condensed, and then he will turn into a god, a thing, and then there will be no self. Although there is still a long way to go, the two of them are more motivated to work hard to cultivate.

Wei Yu is different, he has read countless fantasy novels, and he has long known these things, and now he wants to get love, power and wealth. Of course, if he could return to that world, he would also avenge Ars. At this time, Wei Yu looked at the ring on his hand, which was extremely dark and gloomy.

At this time, in the inn of the Sword Sect, Tang Mengwan was sitting on the edge of Ren Qianxing's bed, Ren Qianxing was still in a coma, and Tang Mengwan was holding Ren Qianxing's Qiankun bag, as if she was struggling with something.