"Bang!"

There was a dull sound, and the sword intent was hit by the sword shadow and flew out, and a smile appeared on Shen Cong's face. There is no pop-up window to update quickly// Integrating the first eight moves of the Blood Wind Knife Technique together, Shen Cong's knife skills have soared, and even the sword intent seems to have been condensed a lot, and he is undoubtedly one step forward from fully comprehending the sword intent.

Now, although I don't dare to say that I have completely suppressed this sword intent, I have won more and lost less. It's not that this sword intent is inferior to Shen Cong's sword intent at the level, but this sword intent is now ownerless, and without the continuous supply of follow-up power, the power is inevitably much smaller. And Shen Cong is a living person, the sword intent can remain the strongest for a long time, and now that the momentum is at its peak, he can naturally suppress this sword intent.

"Today is a value, not only the knife technique is further, but even the direction of comprehending the knife intent is found, just waiting for the opportunity to be enough, if you want to comprehend the complete knife intent, it must be inevitable. ”

Shen pointed at the sword shadow from his fingers, and dodged the sword shadow attack in a circle, and at the same time, the sword qi scattered, knocking the sword intent away. Another blow, becoming more and more comfortable.

"It's enough today, but it's a bit difficult to go further. It's better to go back and digest what you have gained, and wait for a chance to do it again!" Shen Cong had a plan in his heart, but he planned to spread the sword intent. Now it is impossible for this sword intent to keep Shen Cong, but Shen Cong can leave whenever he wants.

That sword intent seemed to feel Shen Cong's thoughts, and the attack became more and more powerful, but it also lost some agility because of this, Shen Congzhen wanted to go, but this sword intent couldn't stop it.

"Where are the rats disturbing my Sword Order Villa, come out to the old man!"

A loud cry resounded in the air, Shen Cong's face changed, and when he looked up, a ray of light swooped in.

"It's not good, it's a Grandmaster Realm powerhouse!" Shen Cong's heart was shocked, the sword shadow disappeared into the air, and he glanced left and right, but there was not much place to hide. If you want to run, it is naturally too late, with the speed of a strong person in the Grandmaster Realm, Shen Cong's pitiful body is afraid that it can be seen at a glance.

Spying on other people's sects at will is not a glorious thing in this way. If you are accidentally caught, it is a trivial matter to kill you on the spot. Even if the Luoshui faction saw it, they couldn't say anything, because they didn't have much reason to talk about. Although Shen Cong's behavior is nothing now, to be precise, this is not a heavy place, otherwise there would not be a single disciple guarding it.

But it is a fact that the sword intent is dispatched, and when the time comes, the sword order villa will not let go of Shen Cong no matter what, even if it doesn't lose anything, but with this excuse, many things can be done.

Shen Cong's figure flickered, and he came to a big tree, and one twisted and disappeared in place, and there was a human-sized branch on the big tree. With the size of this tree, there are several more places with such branches.

"Whew!"

The old man descended below with a split wind, looking at the sword intent of the Chen Immortal Sword on the side, his eyes swept around, but he didn't find the slightest figure.

"What about people!"

The old man seemed to be asking himself, turned his head to look at the sword intent, and found that it was slowly dissipating. It's already a dead thing, although it has some spirituality, but don't expect the sword intent to be as agile and comfortable as a human. This sword intent felt the dissipation of the sword intent, and naturally there was no intention to continue to stay in place, and there was no fluctuation in the slightest for the appearance of the old man.

The figure was mentioned in mid-air, and the old man didn't believe that the thief could disappear so quickly, especially since he didn't have a particularly strong aura fluctuation before, and he didn't think that he was a strong person in the Grandmaster Realm. If this is the case, then it is impossible to escape his perception in such a short time.

But when I came to mid-air, under the pitch, I didn't see anything unusual. The surroundings seem quiet, this place is remote, not many people want to come here, so you can't even see a figure, you can only see laughter in the distance, it seems to be very lively.

"The art of concealment? Dare to play this trick in front of the old man, it's like looking for death!"

No one was found, and the old man was not in a hurry, but a sneer appeared on his face. A white light bloomed out in the old man's hand, and just by looking at it, there was a dazzling feeling. This was not an ordinary light, but was condensed by sword qi. The old man didn't comprehend the sword intent, even if he had stayed in the sword mound for so many years.

But he didn't comprehend the sword intent, but he condensed his sword qi to an incomparable realm. This white light is its culmination, although its power is inferior to that of sword intent, but it has some subtleties of its own.

"Scatter!"

The old man let out a low shout, and the white light instantly turned into countless white lines, radiating out in all directions, but in a moment, it shrouded a radius of thousands of kilometers. In this way, the scene was extremely large, but the people in the distance did not feel the slightest abnormality, showing the extremely advanced skills of the old man.

Shen Cong hid below, feeling a layer of fluctuations sweep by, and the whole world seemed to be quiet, as if his every move was monitored. It's a terrible feeling, and it makes you nervous and even shout. However, Shen Congdu endured it, because he had a strong confidence in the transfiguration technique and had already passed countless tests.

The old man closed his eyes slightly, and within a radius of a kilometer, all the larger living creatures were in his perception, but he didn't notice a trace of people. The qi and blood of a human being is a very peculiar thing, especially the qi and blood of a cultivator, it must be as brilliant as the sun, although it is not as strong as a demon beast, but it is definitely too strong than an ant or the like.

But now, the old man didn't feel anything, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart. The white light in his hand became more and more brilliant, and in his perception, the fluctuations of those ants were emitted, that is, no one's qi and blood existed.

"Didn't you really escape from my range?" the old man frowned slightly, a little unable to figure it out, but now this situation is indeed reflected in this way.

The white light that radiated out was all withdrawn, and the old man's expression was displeased, someone came to spy on the Sword Ling Villa, but he didn't catch it, which was a dereliction of duty. Now it seems that although there is not much loss, this feeling of being punched and unable to fight back makes the old man's heart uncomfortable.

"Good luck for you, it won't be like this next time. The old man muttered, and his figure flew up and disappeared into midair.

Shen Cong hid below, did not move, and did not leave immediately. Now like this, Shen Cong is not sure if the old man has really left, since this is the case, it is better to stay for a while. Anyway, Shen Cong is not in a hurry now, he can still slowly digest the feelings in his mind here, and this place is extremely quiet, which is a wonderful place.

And I don't know if it's because it's close to the main peak of the Sword Ling Mountain Villa, the sword aura here is more powerful than other places. This kind of environment also has a trace of benefit for stimulating one's own knife intent, although it is not obvious, but it is better than nothing.

In his mind, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and from time to time a black light flashed, which was the latest comprehension of the sword technique, although it was Shen Cong's strongest move. However, because I have just comprehended, there are still many flaws, and I can't combine them with the gyroscope, and there are still some contradictions that need to be pondered slowly.

"When the two can be combined, if you want to come to a higher level of combat power. But now that I have just realized, I can't be too greedy. Shen Cong smiled slightly, calmed down and continued to disassemble the knife style, and his perception of the surrounding environment was also reduced to a minimum.

The old man floated on the mountainside of the main peak, his brows furrowed, and the white light in his hand flickered slightly, but there was still no other movement below, as if the real person had run away. The old man was a little unwilling, but now it seems that it is really a bamboo basket to draw water, and he has nothing to gain.

"Hateful, which sect is it!"

The old man was angry, but he was helpless, and a talisman flashed out, writing the strange form here, and the talisman turned into light and disappeared. Inform the owner of the situation, and that's all the old man can do now. Glancing down, the old man returned to the top of the main peak, but he really gave up.

The night bustle of the Sword Ling Villa lasted for a long time, and it slowly subsided near midnight. Most of the people went back to rest and waited for the real celebration to come the next day. The heavier the night, a ray of morning light pierced through, shining in the midst of everything, full of vitality.

"Huh, it's early in the morning?"

Shen Cong looked around with some surprise, but he didn't know when it had dawned. And all night long, Shen never tired, but energetic. The Blood Wind Knife Technique-Black Mang, after Shen Cong's overnight modification and comprehension of last night's knife technique, was finally perfected, and its power had increased by more than three percent compared to the beginning of its creation.

With this move alone, Shen Cong's strength was much higher than that of the inner door. It's hard to say what Shen Cong's combat power is now, because he hasn't really fought yet. But defeating the peak of the fourth-order condensation element is a very simple matter to think about. Even if he was a powerhouse in the early stage of the fifth-order opening vein, he might have some grasp of it.

"The so-called four princes, now facing each other, I don't know what the result is!" Shen Cong muttered, his body fluctuated slightly, he fell from the tree, glanced around, and Shen Cong disappeared in place.

The sword makes the villa full of lights, the outer village has long been noisy, although the inner village is quiet, but it is also very lively. Personnel from several major sects were all present, as well as those quite prestigious forces, as well as medium-sized sects, who also brought their own disciples to watch the ceremony. They bring people, usually not just one, but five or six people, just so that their disciples can see the world more, and it will be smoother for them to return to the sect cultivation in the future.

Sometimes a genius disciple can develop an obscure force into a shocking giant crocodile. In the final analysis, it is a matter of strength, if a seventh-order powerhouse appears in any sect, even if everyone else is a wine bag and rice bag, it is enough to support the entire sect.

This is the role of cutting-edge strength, and if there is really a seventh-order powerhouse, there are already other talents who have flocked to allegiance, and the entire force will not be able to grow if it wants to.

"Did you see Shen Cong?"

Zhou Quan frowned slightly, and asked the disciple who was accompanying him, he didn't see Shen Cong's shadow in the morning.

"Senior Brother Shen didn't come back all night, and the disciple didn't know where he went. The disciple said in a low voice.

"Today is a celebration, I really don't know the importance!" Chen Honghai snorted coldly.

"The priorities, the disciples naturally know, let the elders wait for a long time. A voice sounded, and Shen Cong stepped into the Qingfeng Pavilion and saluted the three elders.

Zhou Quan had a smile on his face, and suddenly looked at Shen Cong's gaze, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes. It was just one night, and he noticed that Shen Cong's aura seemed to have changed slightly, but he couldn't say exactly where he wanted to say it.

Zhuang Xian and Chen Honghai also noticed Shen Cong's abnormality, and glanced at each other, revealing a different color.