Chapter Twenty-Three: The Battle of the Strong

After two days of recuperation in the cave, Wu Chen not only recovered completely, but after these few days of training, the true qi that had already been perfected in Wu Chen's body also successfully broke through, and his cultivation was also improved to the eighth level of the Qi Condensation Realm.

"Whew!"

Wu Chen exhaled a breath of turbidity, clenched his fists, and felt that his whole body was full of strength, and his perception of the things around him was much clearer.

"Although the level of the Falling Sky Sword Technique is not low, and the power is considerable, but this technique is extremely expensive for the user, before breaking through the Lingwu Realm, it is better for you to use it sparingly, otherwise your ** will not be able to bear it. Yan Lao, who turned into a human form, reminded.

"As one of the four major sects in the Cangyun Realm, the Heavenly Sword Sect's sword moves are easy to distinguish, and now in addition to the Water Breaking Sword Technique, only the Falling Sky Sword Technique can be used, what else can I use without it. Wu Chen muttered.

"Okay, I'm pretending to be pitiful here, I don't know your little bit of caution. Yan Lao gave him a blank look.

Seeing through his mind at a glance by Yan Lao, Wu Chen smiled, and simply said cheekily: "Yan Lao, I know that you are a master of the world, do you have any powerful swordsmanship to teach me?"

"Okay, okay, don't learn, learn some whiskers. Yan Lao said this, but there was a smile on his face, "It just so happens that I have a sword move here that is suitable for you now." ”

"What grade?" Wu Chen asked expectantly.

"Middle-grade. ”

Wu Chen's eyes lit up, and then he was overjoyed in his heart, even if the Xuan-rank mid-grade exercises were relatively rare even if they were placed in the Heavenly Sword Sect, they were equivalent to the top in the Qingshan Sect, but he didn't expect Yan Lao to make a move to be the Xuan-rank mid-grade exercises.

"If you're happy, just wait. Yan Lao continued, and then stretched out his two fingers and pointed at Wu Chen's forehead.

Wu Chen hurriedly sat upright, the moment his fingertips touched his forehead, a white light flashed, and then this light entered Wu Chen's mind along his fingers.

Wu Chen only felt a roar in his brain, and then four big words appeared in his mind.

Jiuyang Sword Technique!

Then many small characters appeared, and these small characters were the mental method of "Jiuyang Sword Technique".

The essence of a practice is not the moves, but the mental method, the moves can be imitated, and the mental method is unique, so Wu Chen hurriedly concentrated his attention and memorized these mental methods one by one.

After a stick of incense, Wu Chen completely imprinted these mental methods in his mind, and opened his eyes again, his eyes full of excitement.

This Jiuyang sword move is far more powerful than he imagined, this sword trick is divided into nine styles, each style is extremely powerful, and the most perverted thing is that it can accumulate momentum, every time it is back, the power can be superimposed on one layer, and the power is even more immeasurable until the ninth layer.

Wu Chen believed that as long as he practiced this "Nine Yang Sword Technique" to a small level, he would not be like before when he faced Xu Hu again, and if he practiced to a great level, he was confident that he would be able to kill the other party with his current eightfold cultivation in the Qi Condensation Realm.

Of course, this is not to say that the "Nine Yang Sword Technique" is better than the "Falling Sky Sword Technique", but with Wu Chen's current cultivation, the true qi in his body is simply not enough to display the true power of the "Falling Heaven Sword Technique", otherwise, Xu Hu can be easily killed with the starting style of the "Falling Heaven Sword Technique".

With excitement, after practicing the sword moves of the Jiuyang Sword Technique several times, Wu Chen calmed down and calculated the time, it has been half a month since he came to the Hengduan Mountain Range, such as today, the silkworm grass has arrived, and Wu Chen is ready to return to the Qingshan Sect.

Looking up at the blue sky in the distance, just as Wu Chen was about to leave, a loud explosion like thunder suddenly sounded out of thin air, and the cave where Wu Chen was was actually shook slightly, and the rocks on the stone wall rolled down one after another.

"Someone is fighting, such a big impact, what level of powerhouse is fighting?" Wu Chen said in surprise.

Yan Lao squinted his eyes and looked ahead, cutting through the woods sharply, and then said, "Do you want to go and see?"

"With my current strength, I'm afraid that before I get close, I will be crushed by the residual strength of the battle. Wu Chen really wanted to go in his heart, but in the end he suppressed his thoughts and said rationally.

"With me, what are you afraid of, although I am only a soul body now, this little thing can still be done, and watching this kind of strong man fight will also be of great benefit to you. Yan Lao said.

"Then there is Lao Yan. Wu Chen said.

"Stand still. ”

Yan Lao said, with a wave of his right hand, and then a white energy shield wrapped Wu Chen's entire body

"Xiao Jingtian, do you really want to put me to death? Aren't you afraid that my Murong family will completely break with your Xiao family and fall into a situation of endless death?"

In mid-air, a woman wearing a white dress and a temperament like a fairy in a painting said with a grim face, but at this time her face was pale, her black hair was messily draped over her shoulders, her clothes were torn in many places, and her exposed snow-white crystal skin was also dyed red by the blood flowing from the wound, which looked a little embarrassed.

"Hehe, now that the people of your and my family have already left, and who knows that I killed you in the wilderness here?"

Opposite the woman in white, there was also a young man standing in the air, and compared to the injuries on the woman in white, this young man, although his face was pale, was much better.

Heavenly Martial Realm powerhouse!

Wu Chen, who was hiding in the jungle in the distance and watching, was secretly surprised. Ordinary martial artists can condense the true qi in their bodies into wings to achieve the effect of flight when they reach the Xuanwu Realm, but only when they reach the Tianwu Realm can they truly fly in the sky.

"The woman in white named Murong Xian is in the middle stage of the True Martial Realm, and that man is in the realm of the True Martial Realm, and he is only one step away from stepping into the realm of the king. Seeing Wu Chen's thoughts, Yan Lao in his body said.

At this time, Wu Chen was completely shocked, the cultivation of the Xuanwu Realm could become a hegemon in the Cangyun Realm, and the Tianwu Realm could run rampant in the Cangyun Realm, and the two in front of him had actually reached the True Martial Realm, and the most important thing was that the age of these two people was only in their twenties, which was a lot of demonic talent!

Thinking about his cultivation again, Wu Chen couldn't help but feel a sense of inferiority.

"You don't have to feel inferior, you started much later than them, and it only took a few months to break through to the eighth level of the Qi Condensation Realm, and even if you put this kind of cultivation speed in Zhongzhou, you can be regarded as a genius. Yan Lao comforted.

After listening to Yan Lao's words, Wu Chen's confidence rekindled in his heart.

"Murong Xian, if you abandon your martial arts, obediently return to the Xiao family with me, serve me well, and serve me comfortably, maybe I will let you go. Just as Wu Chen was talking to Yan Lao, the young man named Xiao Jingtian looked the woman in white up and down obscenely.