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At the beginning, the sword intent was formless and substantial, but after reaching the realm of Xiaocheng, it turned into tangible and insubstantial, and its power surged.

Dacheng's sword intent is even more tangible and qualitative, and its power is very amazing.

As for the consummation sword intent, it was even more unpredictable.

"In addition to the breakthrough in cultivation this time, the sword intent has reached the realm of Xiaocheng, which is even more unexpected. ”

Duanmu Feng naturally understood how much time it took him to reach Xiaocheng's sword intent.

He sighed slightly, then stood up, and as soon as his body was stretched, the sound of the dragon and the tiger roaring sounded in his body, and the vigor of qi and blood was like an ocean, vast and endless.

At this moment, Duanmu Feng had a feeling that he could easily torture and kill ordinary martial artists who had just entered the Gang Martial Realm by relying only on his physical body.

"Ahh

He couldn't help but let out a long howl, the sound was like thunder, vast and unpredictable, and in the blink of an eye, it spread far away.

He threw a punch, without using a trace of Zhengang, relying only on the strength of his body.

The ferocious, vast fist power like an ocean rushed straight into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds.

Boom, boom, boom.

In the sky, there was a sudden rumbling sound, like thunder.

"The soul transforms into a primordial soul. ”

The ocean of Yuan Soul in the Duanmu Wind Consciousness Sea tumbled, and he felt that he could control every trace of power in his body, every wisp of Zhengang, and it was extremely accurate.

His Yuan Soul Power was released, and the scene within a radius of twenty miles was under his exploration, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and it was extremely clear.

At this moment, he felt that the whole world was different.

After Duanmu Feng felt the changes in his body, Zhengang, and Yuan Soul, he changed into new clothes, and then sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, took out a pot of wine from the space ring, and began to pour himself a drink, relaxing a little.

The way of cultivation lies in one relaxation and tightness, and it is necessary to practice hard and not slack off, but also to relax at the right time, otherwise, the strings that have been tight will break sooner or later.

"Hehe, junior brother Tianzhong's capital, successfully survived the catastrophe and advanced to the Gangwu realm, it is really gratifying. ”

After the tea, suddenly, a crisp voice like a yellow bird sounded in Duanmu Feng's ears.

"Since Senior Sister has arrived, why don't you have a few drinks?"

The matter of the Heavenly Tribulation has a great impact, which Duanmu Feng naturally knows in his heart, so he is not surprised at all by the arrival of the other party.

"Since the junior and younger brother are invited, then I will not be polite. ”

Xiao Ningshuang was dressed in white, and when she was young, she sat opposite the other party, and then picked up a glass of wine that the other party had poured for herself, untied her veil, and drank it.

Duanmu Feng's eyes froze, and he was slightly stunned, this was the first time he had seen the other party's appearance.

I saw that Xiao Ningshuang had fair skin, eyebrows like Daishan, eyes like autumn water, a tall nose, a small cherry mouth, and a slender and white neck, like jade.

It is indeed a country and a city, like a fairy.

"Hehe, my junior brother didn't change his face in the face of a master like Xiao Ning, but when he saw my appearance today, he was slightly stunned, could it be that I look too ugly?"

Xiao Ningshuang's eyes rolled, the corners of her mouth smiled, and her voice was ethereal.

"Forehead ......"

"Senior sister...... This...... That's right...... Where?"

"Senior sister is as beautiful as a fairy, rare in the world, how can it be ugly?"

"It's just that the junior brother has something to understand? I don't know if I can ask him?"

Hearing what the other party said, seeing the slightly playful color on the other party's face, Duanmu Feng was slightly embarrassed, but quickly returned to normal, and then said so.

"Hehe, we are senior sisters and brothers, just say what you have to say, you don't need to be polite. ”

Xiao Ningshuang looked at her face in the wine glass and smiled slightly.

"Well, since the senior sister said this, then the junior brother is welcome. ”

"To tell you the truth, Senior Sister is so beautiful, why do you have to cover her face with a veil?

"Why do you take off the veil now, if you have covered it with a veil?"

Before, he was very puzzled in his heart, but now that the two have become senior sisters and brothers, the relationship is naturally extraordinary, many words can be said bluntly, and there are many taboos.

"Hehe, covering your face with a veil is not a hassle at all, on the contrary, it can reduce the trouble. ”

"If it weren't for this face, Daddy and Mother...... I won't die a tragic death because of this......"

Xiao Ningshuang's eyes were confused, as if she thought of the past, in her memory, she was coveted because she was too beautiful, so she affected her family, resulting in the tragic death of her relatives, if she wasn't saved by Shizun, where would she be now.

Therefore, she once vowed that she would no longer easily show her true colors, unless she got revenge or met her sweetheart.

"It's the junior brother who is reckless, don't blame the senior sister. ”

How did Duanmu Feng know, there was such a reason for this, and he sighed slightly in his heart, the other party was also a poor person, because he was born too beautiful, but he affected his father and mother.

"Hehe, it's fine. ”

"Since you and I are senior sisters and brothers, we naturally have a different matter, and seeing you with our true faces should have been. ”

At present, although he has not taken revenge, and the other party is not his sweetheart, but after all, he is a senior sister and brother, so he has no scruples about that.

In order to prevent Xiao Ningshuang from falling into the memories of the past, Duanmu Feng rarely told jokes, and also talked about his experience of going out, which made the other party quickly get rid of his sad emotions.

Half an hour later, Xiao Ningshuang got up and left, Duanmu Fengmu watched the other party leave, and then took out the martial arts given to him by his master and began to cultivate.

......

As the saying goes, paper can't hold the fire, and at the time of the catastrophe, the movement was so big, and there were good people who inquired many times, and finally knew that it was Duanmu Feng who was crossing the catastrophe, and he had successfully advanced.

When the news came out, the sect shook.

"This person is really amazing, he must be cultivated by the sect, and his achievements in the future are limitless. ”

"That's right, although it is recorded in ancient books that in ancient times, demonic warriors, when they were promoted, would trigger a heavenly tribulation, but in the world, they have never seen it. ”

"This may be because we are lonely and unheard, and the Liuyun Country where we are located is just a small country on the side of the Blue Maple Domain, and the outside world is very big, beyond our imagination. ”

"In that vast territory, there must have been many geniuses. ”

"Well, that's true, but Duanmu Feng has far surpassed us, and we must cultivate more hard, otherwise, in this sect, where will there be a place for us to stand in the future?!"

"yes, that's exactly how it should be. ”

Some people talked about it like this, and they all sighed.

After Xiao Ning learned the news, his face was gloomy, and he had to get rid of the other party in the secret way, otherwise if he was allowed to grow, he would inevitably become a big trouble.

Xiao Chen's face was even more distorted, his eyes were full of murderous aura, in this life, the other party was his mortal enemy, and he would never die.

Nangong Zixuan sat alone in the room, looking lonely, and the sense of remorse was extremely strong, like a surging river, endless.