"He's a sword cultivator, he's actually a sword cultivator!!"

Feeling this fierce sword intent, Gao Yangjin's eyelids jumped fiercely, and there was some bitterness in his mouth.

Qi Condensation Stage cultivators can only rely on the spiritual power in the sea of qi to attack, or borrow magic weapons to increase their strength, the means are relatively simple, and the power is extremely limited.

Promoted to the level of foundation building, you can practice all kinds of spells from the legal codex, can use spiritual power to directly control and condense the aura between heaven and earth, can control all kinds of more powerful magic weapons, the attack methods are rich and diverse, and various means emerge in endlessly.

But there is such a group of monks who do not practice anything other than the most important fundamental method, but concentrate on one sword, and make offerings with their body, mind, sex, and spirit, and nothing else.

Such a person is called sword cultivation, and the lethality of the same level is extremely powerful, and there are few who can match it, but the corresponding thing is that it is stronger than the sword and is also bound to the sword.

The price of being bound to the spirit is that the difficulty of advancing is greatly increased, which is not taken by most monks, and is considered to be putting the cart before the horse.

Cultivating the truth and cultivating the truth, in order to live forever and see for a long time, and to have a great escape, strength is only the power to protect the way, how can you sacrifice cultivation for the sake of strength?

"It's just a halfway monk, and it's not an authentic sword cultivation. ”

Shen Tu Lie squinted his eyes and said, but his body did not move, in the current uncertain situation, he was obviously unwilling to face such a strong enemy easily.

Even Sun Yingyan, who became a monk halfway, has a stubbornness that he doesn't want to provoke, so you can imagine how prestigious the real sword cultivation is!

Gao Yangjin didn't speak, Shen Tulie was silent, and the other three Zhuji naturally didn't say anything, so they had to watch Sun Yingyan press towards Zhang Yuan step by step.

"Do you know why I didn't stop you when you killed my disciple?"

Sun Yingyan's eyes were calm, and step by step, the sword qi became more and more pressing.

"Because, the person who killed my disciple of the White Moon Sect will only have one ...... end. ”

"That is blood for blood, life for life... Die!"

As he spoke, the sword intent that rushed into people's hearts and lungs seemed to want to pass through his body, and in the face of the heavy pressure of this sword cultivator, Zhang Yuan's back became more and more straight, as if the pressure of the sky could not make him bend his waist and break his eyebrows, and give in for half a point!

"Want my life?" he grinned, his big white teeth that seemed to show his determination to bite you even if he died.

"Come on!"

A short answer made everyone in the audience hear the surging confidence in it, and they couldn't help but look sideways!

What was it that made this little monk of the third level of condensation dare to be so fearless about the sword cultivation in the later stage of foundation building?

In the distance, Xu Xue lay behind a ruin, nervously watching the situation on the other side.

"Big brother...... Is that what you mean by fearlessness?"

The majestic back of the mountain was deeply reflected in that immature heart at this time, and prompted her to continue to imitate and learn in the next few decades of her life......

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Zhang Yuan naturally did not have absolute confidence in this person, but he firmly believed that the Dao system left by that "mountain man", the Yang God who had never been out of his body and showed his full strength, would definitely not let himself down!

Even if he died, he dragged the other party along!

The sword intent is like thunder, and Zhang Yuan is a towering mountain! No matter how much you intimidate and hack, you can't make me retreat half a point!

When sword cultivation encounters an enemy, the first thing is to destroy people's hearts. When the enemy is weak, the sword is strong, and the enemy is cowardly and collapsed, it is the day when the sword is awarded!

However, what if you meet someone with a stronger heart? What if you meet Zhang Yuan, who has been immersed in kendo and has lived a full life for decades in his past and present lives?

There are high and low realms, but there is no difference in essence.

Do you know the sword, or do I know the sword?

At this moment, Sun Yingyan was so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood!

The indomitable sword momentum, the invincible sword intent, at this time, is like a bird hitting an iron wall, and it can no longer advance for half a minute!

The sword that was ready to be launched was about to erupt and kill in all directions, but it was as sad as if it was half drawn, and it was suddenly held down by someone on the hilt!

"How is that possible!"

Sun Yingyan almost bit his tongue!

In the eyes of everyone, he was almost shrouded in the incomparable sword aura, and it seemed that with just a slight raise of his hand, he could tear that hateful guy apart and kill him!

However, he just couldn't lift his hand!

Sun Yingyan didn't know that if he didn't use his sword and only used foundation building and cultivation to suppress it, he wouldn't be able to advance and retreat like he is now!

But he wanted to deter these clan monks too much, the senior brother couldn't pull away now, if he couldn't subdue the other party in one fell swoop and fell into an endless battle, even if he won in the end, he would definitely suffer heavy casualties, and he would also be seriously injured, and he would not be able to explain to the master when the world came.

Just when he wanted to swing this sword even if he damaged his vitality, there was a sudden change in the field!

"Hehehehehehehe"

"Hahaha

A light and cheerful, but unpredictable smile suddenly spread throughout the town, making it difficult to distinguish between east and west, north and south, as if it sounded in all directions at the same time.

"Who?

"Don't laugh......! I have a headache!"

The monk, who had a slightly lower cultivation, was disturbed by this laughter, and his headache was split, and he was in a panic. Even if it was Murong Bai and the Mo family brothers and sisters, they couldn't tell where this laughter came from.

At this moment, a voice interrupted the laughter, and the audience was silent!

"Duh!"

Sun Yingyan shouted violently, took advantage of the situation to transfer the target, and a small black jade sword flew out from Sun Yingyan's fingertips, turning into a long green light, and struck out with a swift momentum!

This sword was finally released...... He breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

Why does the sword cultivator have nothing other than the sword?

Why does sword cultivation sharpen his mind and move forward?

For sword cultivation at his level, people are swords, and people's hearts are sword hearts. If the heart is not enough, the sword intent will be weakened by three points.

When the owner of the sword encounters an enemy with a stronger heart and stronger sword intent, it is like a Qi Condensing Monk encountering a Foundation Monk, and there will be no ** and battle intent to shoot at all!

The flying sword, which was fed by blood and soul, flew out after breaking away from Zhang Yuan's invisible suppression, the sword body spun rapidly, and a stream of fierce sword intent spread out with a whirlpool momentum, destroying everything in the path it passed, and rushing straight towards a tall building!

The huge buildings, like the mud and sand of the river beach, collapsed one after another under the power of this sword!

Before the flying sword fell, a red shadow had already broken through the house and flew out, and a graceful figure swept out of the air.

Everyone stared at it, only to see the light yarn flying, the cuffs fluttering, and the looming figure attracted people's imagination.

"Who is this? How is this a woman?"

"She seems to be very beautiful, and she has a good figure!"

In the midst of everyone's discussions, Sun Yingyan felt the fluctuations of the spiritual power emanating from the woman, and his face was ugly again.

"Imperial God Sect...... Nankira!"

He gritted his teeth word by word, as if his hatred was monstrous!

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