At this time, on the test table, Bai Chen's sword finger was attached to Yang Qing's neck, and Yang Qing also hit Bai Chen's neck with a sword.

Everyone present was dumbfounded, just before Bai Chen shot as quickly as thunder, Yang Qing didn't even have time to take out the sword, just when he crossed the sword, Bai Chen's sword finger had arrived.

Now the situation that seems to be a tie on the field is actually won by Bai Chen.

"Got it. Yang Qing put away his sword and saluted Bai Chen respectfully.

He really admired Bai Chen, and defeated him without using his aura, if Bai Chen's hand was not a wooden sword, but an iron sword, I am afraid that Yang Qing at this time would already be a headless corpse.

Bai Chen's performance was completely unexpected by the sword-wielding old man, he thought that this one Yang Qing was enough to temper Bai Chen, so he let the other nine people leave, but he didn't expect Bai Chen's improvement to be so fast, and he defeated Yang Qing in only two competitions.

"It's time to give you a day off. The sword-wielding old man dropped these words, and then walked away.

Bai Chen's heart was extremely excited, and a sword finger had faintly reached the point of a small completion of the sword style, his body was like a sword body, and his fingertips were the tips of the sword, so he had this divine sword.

Bai Chen was still immersed in the previous sword intent, standing on the test platform, and did not leave for a long time.

The night dew and frost, this night, there is snow falling from the sky, and the earth is white, like a silver-white garment.

Up and down the Golden Mansion, there are hundreds of shining stones, which are used for lighting, although it is night, but the Golden Mansion is still bright, like day.

In the bamboo forest, Bai Chen held a wooden sword and practiced the basic thirteen sword moves tirelessly, already sweating profusely, and still persevering.

The old man with the sword leaned under a bamboo tree, watching Bai Chen's sword after sword being handed out and withdrawn.

After a while, the old man with the sword walked up to Bai Chen, snatched the wooden sword from Bai Chen's hand, and said: "The highest level of Mahayana swordsmanship is to abandon its form and keep its mind. ”

The wooden sword spun in the old man's hand, and then the old man with the sword began to practice his basic thirteen sword moves for Bai Chen.

"The swordsman, the decision, the break. The sword-wielding old man said, a sword stabbed into the void, the sword body was like a real dragon, Bai Chen didn't feel any aura fluctuations from the sword-wielding old man's body at all, but the space that was stabbed by the sword collapsed in a large area, and then returned to its original state.

A sword was slashed out, and the sword was like a giant axe to split a space, which was extremely bluffing.

Bai Chen watched intently as the sword-wielding old man punched out all the thirteen basic sword moves one by one, almost in one go, without half a minute of pause and stagnation.

Until the last sword crash was cast, Bai Chen only felt a trace of realization in his mind, but it disappeared in a flash and he couldn't grasp it.

"It's up to you how much you can understand. The old man with the sword said, throwing the wooden sword to Bai Chen.

Bai Chen caught the wooden sword and nodded, the basic sword move thirteen swords performed by the old man with the sword can be described as a divine fusion and a sword, and the void can be shattered with all the sword intent.

In the snowy night, Bai Chen was tireless, practicing the basic sword moves and thirteen swords again and again.

After a while, Bai Chen suddenly stopped, and began to think about the stabbing sword of the old man who had held the sword before, and began to deduce.

But after stabbing the sword more than a dozen times, Bai Chen found that he only had a few resemblances, and he couldn't do it as easily as the old man with the sword.

Bai Chen took a deep breath, and recalled in his mind the words of the old man with the sword earlier.

"Abandon its form, leave it to its mind. ”

This sentence echoed in Bai Chen's mind, Bai Chen closed his eyes, relaxed, and his mind constantly reflected the previous sword and the tens of thousands of swords he had stabbed himself.

Yunling Continent, Northern Continent, Demon Clan.

In the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, a big demon lives in the deepest part, with a body like a python but a deer antler, a pair of vertical pupils like dragon pupils, exuding a dragon-like breath, the scales all over the body are extremely black, but flashing with a faint light, it is a spirit Jiao.

In the demon cave, there are ten other big demons in it, facing the depths of the cave.

"In the near future, we must always be vigilant, and report as soon as the Terrans step into the North Continent, and we must not miss a trace at this critical juncture, understand!"

From the depths of the cave, a voice slowly came, echoing in the huge cave, and ten great demons were prostrate on the ground, listening.

"Understood. A snake replied respectfully.

Then the ten demons left the cave one after another and headed for the northern border.

In the deepest part of the cave, Heijiao went deeper, twisting its huge body.

In front of a huge stone door, I saw that the black Jiao suddenly changed into a human body, wearing a black robe covering the whole body, only revealing a head, and the neck was covered with pitch-black scales, which made people tremble.

Heijiao pushed open the stone door, and from behind the stone door, a strong light emitted out, making people unable to open their eyes.

Hei Jiao walked in, the pitch-black stone steps were extremely hot, and the black robe on Hei Jiao's body touched the stone steps, and was instantly burned and turned into flying ashes.

Stepping on a hundred stone steps, the black Jiao stood on the edge of the furnace, in which there was a flame that could melt all things, which had been scorched for hundreds of years and had not been extinguished.

Heijiao stared into the furnace, his eyes reflecting the fire in the furnace, and his entire face was fiery red.

Suddenly, he jumped into the furnace, his black robe was burned to ashes, he swam to the depths of the sea of fire, a vast sea of red flames, slapped on the black scales of the black Jiao, this flame is enough to burn all the powerhouses of the king realm, extremely terrifying.

After a while, a yellow light appeared in front of his eyes, and he smiled, the corners of his mouth rising involuntarily.

The black Jiao swam faster, crossing the sea of fire that was getting hotter and hotter, and approached the yellow light.

"Hurry up, I can't wait!" Black Jiao trembled all over, and he looked at the yellow light and muttered to himself, almost mad.

The yellow light continued to emit yellow ripples one after another, slapping on the black jiao's body, and even the scales covering the surface of its body twisted.

On snowy nights, the bamboo forest is covered with a screen, and the snow gradually becomes heavier and thicker.

Bai Chen stood in the snow with a wooden sword in his hand, his eyes closed, and his body covered with a layer of snow, motionless like a statue.

His breath was gentle, and although he was there, he seemed to be one with the snow, as if he was in the world.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly a wave came from all around him, and the old man with the sword also felt this fluctuation, and hurriedly walked towards Bai Chen.

I saw Bai Chen in the snow, still with his eyes closed, he held a sword in one hand, his body moved, and he stabbed at a falling snowflake in front of him.

Boom!

A sword roared through this bamboo forest.

He was like a swimming dragon, and he shook the snowflakes and the snowflakes that fell around him into droplets of water and landed on the snow.