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There are sword marks on the sword-shaped stone stele, exuding a sharp and murderous aura.

Whenever Xie Tingfeng's divine thoughts were integrated into it, it would be cut off at the first time, and a sting pain deep into the soul would come from the divine sea.

He didn't flinch, one divine thought was cut off, and another was immediately released. Fortunately, his divine thoughts are comparable to those of the Martial Emperor, and he has nine ghost soul liquids and a variety of elixirs to enhance his soul thoughts, which can quickly restore his divine thoughts.

After five days and five nights of meditation, he found that his divine thoughts became stronger and stronger in the continuous destruction and regeneration, and his comprehension of sword intent became more and more profound.

From the original distance of two hundred meters from the sword-shaped stone tablet to the distance of only one hundred meters, there were still twenty meters away from the location of Meng Yuxuan.

This sword tablet exudes different sword intents, some are as fast as a wind, some are as light as clouds, some are as stable as mountains, and some are as cold as ice...... The people on the hillside choose the direction of the sword path that suits them according to their own preferences and with different comprehension abilities, but Xie Tingfeng loves the killing sword intent full of killing intent and the destroying sword intent that destroys the world and destroys the earth. He felt that only these two sword intents could be invincible, do whatever they wanted, and dominate the sky.

On the seventh day, he was already on a par with Meng Yuxuan, and his sword intent had already advanced to the ninth level.

At this time, the coercion emanating from the stone tablet became even more violent, and the golden sword qi cut into Xie Tingfeng's body, leaving blood marks one after another.

Xie Tingfeng's immortal body's powerful recovery ability made him feel like a tiger. In order to resist the powerful sword intent of the stone tablet, he exuded an earth-shattering murderous aura and sharp aura around his body, colliding, fighting, and dying with the oncoming sword qi and sword intent again and again.

On the ninth day, Xie Tingfeng actually surpassed Meng Yuxuan, and he was only sixty meters away from the stone stele.

Meng Yuxuan stared at Xie Tingfeng's back, and found that he was sitting there like a sword, full of swords, and the killing intent that rushed to the sky was daunting and terrifying.

"He is a demon, in just nine days, from a distance of 80 meters behind me to 10 meters beyond me, this comprehension is really unparalleled in the world!"

Meng Yuxuan's comprehension was the Ice Sword Intent, and it was already close to the ninth fold. Seeing Xie Tingfeng entering the realm quickly, although there was a little loneliness in his heart, he was more admired and happy. After all, Xie Tingfeng's strength is also what she dreamed of.

On the fifteenth day, Xie Tingfeng's killing and destroying sword intent had already entered the ninth level, and as the sword-shaped stone tablet got closer and closer, the pressure he was bearing became greater and greater, and every step forward had to pay the price of amazing perseverance and blood. When he was forty meters away from the sword monument, he felt that he seemed to have reached the limit, and it was difficult to move an inch.

Behind them, Meng Yuxuan and Lei Soya were also struggling to visualize and comprehend. Although the female disciples of Hancui Palace were progressing very slowly, they didn't want to give up halfway when they saw that the Holy Maiden Meng Yuxuan had been meditating with their eyes closed.

Xie Tingfeng closed his eyes and understood, like an old monk in a fixed place. The sword intent in the stone tablet was surging like a tide, constantly cutting his body. He was like being in a sea of thousands of swords, and he was enduring a thousand slashes.

He didn't want to deliberately resist, allowing the sword intent to enter his body and cut his skin. He felt that using sword intent to quench his body could make his ** stronger and more defensive.

The surging sword intent rampaged through his body, wandering around, uncontrollable, and indeed made him suffer. Blood holes appeared one after another on his body, which was unbearable.

"What is he doing?" Meng Yuxuan, who was behind him, was taken aback when he saw the changes in Xie Tingfeng's body.

"Could it be that he is using sword intent to quench his body? It's really crazy!" Meng Yuxuan knew the consequences of sword intent entering his body, if he was not careful, his meridians would be broken, his internal organs would penetrate, and he would become a wasted person.

However, as time passed, she found that Xie Tingfeng seemed to be able to use his soul thoughts to control the sword intent quenching body, and the wounds on his body became fewer and smaller.

"Demon, what a demon! Those who dare to use sword intent to quench their bodies, there should be no one else on the mainland. Meng Yuxuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and also sank down and closed his eyes to comprehend.

Thirty meters away from the sword-shaped stone stele, Xie Tingfeng's sword intent was already complete. He stood up and took five steps forward. Then he sat down again, and his thoughts wandered forward.

At this time, it was already night in the secret realm. The sword-shaped stone tablet in the darkness, I don't know if it was touched by Xie Tingfeng's divine thoughts, and suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light.

These golden rays of light shot out like a sharp sword, tearing through the dark night sky, rendering the world where Xie Tingfeng was located into a golden ocean.

The golden light exuded a cold and sharp aura, unstoppable, devastating, and like a broken bamboo. Between heaven and earth, nothing seems to be able to resist its edge.

The golden light became thicker and thicker, as thick as substance, Xie Tingfeng seemed to be engulfed, and his whole body was shrouded in golden light, merging with this golden ocean.

"Brother Feng, is this comprehending the artistic conception of gold?" Meng Yuxuan stared at this golden light, thoughtful.

In this golden ocean, Xie Tingfeng's body has been pierced many times. Those golden sword qi were extremely sharp, destroying his body to a thousand holes. In many places, the skin and flesh are gone, revealing the purple-gold keel, and the pain is unbearable.

However, the more pain he had, the more awake his soul became. He was carefully savoring the feeling of the moment the golden light entered his body, and comprehended the characteristics of the gold attribute.

Xie Tingfeng's soul sea is vast, how powerful is the soul power, and the comprehension can be said to be the best in the world. Rao is like this, he sat dry for three days, suffering severe pain, but he still did not capture the true meaning of the attribute of gold.

He was not discouraged by this, and he wanted to comprehend the artistic conception of gold in one go. He knew that if he comprehended the artistic conception of gold, he might be able to comprehend the sword intent on the basis of the sword intent, so as to create the realm of the sword.

Therefore, he was immersed in comprehension, and he had no idea that three or four hundred people had come from the hillside, dressed in uniform clothing. Judging from the weapons in their hands, they should all be sword cultivators.

These sword cultivators, who are eager for sword intent, want to find a good place to contemplate, and the place directly facing the sword monument is the best location. Because Xie Tingfeng and his party came the earliest, these excellent positions were occupied by them.

Although the area of the hillside is not small, the people who comprehend the sword intent cannot get too close, otherwise they will interfere with each other. So, this hillside simply can't accommodate so many people.

Everyone on the hillside stared at the golden light curtain at the front of the hillside, and they were secretly surprised in their hearts.

"There seemed to be a man in the light curtain. An old man with a lofty spirit pointed to the light curtain, judging from his demeanor and temperament, he must have been in a high position for a long time.

"Great Elder, there is indeed a person in the light curtain. It seems that this person's attainments in kendo should not be low. A middle-aged man dressed in an elder's uniform responded.

"Hmph, what's the big deal! He's just because he arrived too long before us and took too long to comprehend. Another elder said.

"Haha, Elder Liu has a point!" the old man, known as the Great Elder, stroked his beard and laughed.

Because Xie Tingfeng had his back to everyone, the area he was in was closest to the sword monument, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the sword intent was surging, and no one's divine thoughts could pass through the barrier of the sword intent, go around to the front, and see his face clearly. Only the people of Hancui Palace knew the details, but no one was willing to say it.

"You disciples of Hancui Palace, your cultivation is so low, and you still occupy such a good position, get out of the way!" suddenly came from the man's rude voice on the hillside.

"Our cultivation is really not high, so we can only meditate here. Your cultivation is high, why don't you go to the front? The front is very wide, and no one fights with you. ”

This was Nalan Xue's voice, she was telling the truth, but it sounded sarcastic.

"How dare you laugh at us?" said another man menacingly.

If Xie Tingfeng hadn't been immersed in a nervous comprehension, he would definitely have been able to recognize that these people were from the Great Sect Thousand Swords Sect of the Eastern Forest Domain, and the leader was none other than the Great Elder Mu Zishan. Among them, there were more than a dozen elders of Guang Wuzun cultivation, as well as four or five low-level Wuzun disciples, and Li Chuncheng, who had a little friendship with Xie Tingfeng, was impressively listed.

"Senior Brother Sun Fan, don't talk nonsense with them, just expel them from this valley!" said a disciple of Wuzun Yipin named Cui Hai.

"Senior Brother Cui, just take a look!" Sun Fan, a high-level peak martial king, came up to a female disciple with a menacing attitude and kicked her in the back.

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