Life and death in the ring!

Mo Yun's green clothes were stained with blood, his sword pointed at the sky, and none of his peers dared to fight! His prestige spread all over Kongming City!

Qiao Zhen got up slowly, his eyes were majestic, the aura of the Sword King master oppressed everyone! The Sword King was a master of one side, sitting in a true-level sect, and his majesty was not comparable to ordinary sword cultivation.

"Since no one is on the stage again, let's end here! Mo Yun, Shen Tuhong, Situ Yunfeng, Wang Kongying, Fang Ying, Gu Zhongyi, Huang Zhanpeng, seven people, their combat power is amazing, and they are very good! The way of sword cultivation requires not only qualifications, but also acquired efforts! You must know that the way of the sword is endless, and you must always forge ahead, and you must not slack off!"

There was a faint joy in his tone, he knew that he had really picked up a treasure when he left the sect this time! There were six ninth-level qualifications, and there was also a spirit qualification, such a harvest was enough to make the Sword Xuanzong rise and enter the spirit-level sect, it was a matter of time.

"At this time tomorrow, gather at the city gate, and at that time, return to the sect and officially enter my Sword Xuanzong!"

Mo Yun consumed a lot of money, so he didn't stay anymore and returned to the inn. He urgently needed time to recover the sword true power he had consumed, and the few injuries on his body could not be recovered in a moment. Today's battle is not small! And he also found his shortcomings in kendo.

The lack of actual combat experience requires constant fighting and learning from it in order to grow. In a battle with the six masters, he was injured so badly, although there was a reason for suppressing his strength, it could not be his own reason.

There are six people in Shentuhong, all of whom are extraordinary, and the oldest is only seventeen. The realm cultivation far surpasses his peers, and the extraordinary ninefold qualifications have been reflected.

Thinking about it, when he was in the family, there were only two swordsmen in cultivation. Mo Yuanke, at this time, he has probably entered the ranks of sword cultivation!

In half a year, he changed from a useless waste to a high-level swordsman with unqualified qualifications. All of this is given by the Nine Heavens Sword Chapter. Mo Yun never thought that on the Sword Luo Continent, there was such a sword technique against the sky, and I am afraid that the Yuan-level sword technique would not be comparable!

I don't know, what kind of cultivation Shizun is, his old man's realm, he has never heard of it, it's really terrifying!

Practicing the way of the sword cannot be abolished! This truth has long been kept in mind! I will raise my soldiers with war, and forge my cultivation, and the great terror between life and death is the opportunity for my progress.

With the sword in my hand, I fought against the masters of my peers, invited the strong from all directions, stepped on the bones of the strong, and baptized with blood, forging my broad road to the temple of swordsmanship! Even if the road ahead is full of thorns and swords, mountains and fires, it cannot stop my determination. My heart is as strong as iron, my will is indelible, and I will definitely leave my footprints on the way of the sword!

Mo Yun's momentum continued to rise and condense, and his determination to pursue the way of the sword was firm again, and he was indomitable and broke through the obstacles!

Taking this opportunity, his breath was released, and the sharp edge lingered around his body, and the golden light in the room was flourishing. The true power of the sword operated, constantly repairing the injuries in the body, and the wounds gradually healed. The sword true power cultivated by the Nine Heavens Sword Chapter had an unexpected effect on recovering from injuries, and quickly stabilized the injuries in the body.

The body is one hundred and eight atmospheric seas, and it begins to frantically absorb spiritual energy, transforming it into sword true power, and constantly circulating in the meridians in the body.

In the air, spiritual power gathered, showing a milky white color, slowly spinning. The sea of qi opened, the aura poured in, and the refining was almost completed in an instant. The true power of the sword gushed out, moisturizing the muscles and meridians all over the body. Washed over and over again, the meridians continued to strengthen and expand, and the severe pain continued to accompani, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the forehead.

It seemed to be tireless, the sword power continued to run, and the size of the meridians changed from a small stream to a small river, and the growth was doubled!

The momentum of the whole body changed, the invisible shackles were broken, and the aura was absorbed more and more frantically.

The process of absorption lasted for nearly ten hours before the terrifying speed slowed down. He sat cross-legged on the bed, motionless, with an ancient sword phantom floating above his head, and his breath was eternal.

The golden glow of the whole body gradually faded, and the aura of the riot also converged, and he slowly opened his eyes, and two rays of light shot out a foot away.

Eighth-Order Swordsman!

Mo Yun slightly operated the sword true power in his body, and determined that his strength had improved again, and the sword true power in his body was as vast as a sea of smoke, majestic and boundless.

In a short period of time, Xiu Wei broke through again and entered the ranks of eighth-order swordsmen.

I believe that after this battle, the strength of the other people will also jump a lot! Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile: In this way, it is interesting!

I've spent enough time to make up for it!

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The moon and stars are scarce, and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

Castle Lord's Mansion.

Qiao Zhen was sitting in the guest seat, and Situ Teng, the lord of Kongming City, was sitting at the top. There are also a few people, all of whom are the heads of big families in the city, and Fang Sheng, the head of the Fang family who Mo Yun offended, is also among them.

There are also a few people whose cultivation is above the sword master, and they are sword cultivators with no sect and no sect. Chen Hu, who had just successfully crossed the catastrophe, had a stable breath and was also sitting aside.

Chen Hu was very famous in the loose cultivation of Kongming City, and at this moment, he stepped into the Sword King, and his reputation became even more obvious.

Qiao Zhenxiu was the first to speak in order to reach the ninth-order sword king, with the strongest strength and the highest status. His eyes swept over everyone one by one, and finally coughed lightly, and said slowly: "Today, the acceptance of disciples by the Sword Xuanzong has been successfully completed, Qiao thanked everyone for their support, and the Sword Xuanzong will not forget!"

Situ Teng then said: "This time, the Sword Xuanzong came out of the sect, and there were five hundred disciples, among which there were more than ten people with good qualifications. In Kongming City alone, there are six demons with nine qualifications, and there are even spirits that have not been out for thousands of years, such a grand occasion has never been encountered by the Sword Xuanzong for thousands of years. ”

Chen Hu smiled and said: "I am lucky to step into the Sword King, thank you Brother Qiao for your remarks, such as Daigo empowerment, instant consummation, and even give me the elixir." This kindness cannot be repaid!"

"In that case, why don't Brother Chen join the Sword Xuan Sect and be the elder of my sect!" Qiao Zhen laughed loudly and made a formal invitation.

"Haha! Chen Moujie is dissipating his cultivation, Brother Meng Qiao is very gracious, if he doesn't agree, he can't explain himself! I agreed!" Chen Hu didn't hesitate and agreed. If you have kindness, you can repay it, so that you can point directly to your heart, not covered with dirt, and the sword heart is transparent!

The other Sword King also said, "How about counting me in?" He is the Sword King who sent the pill to Chen Hu, and he is already a third-order Sword King cultivator!

Qiao Zhen stroked his palms and laughed, and said, "With the two of you joining, the strength of the Sword Xuanzong will definitely go to the next level, welcome the two elders!"

The sun is rising.

Mo Yun woke up from his meditation, his expression was indifferent, he picked up the Shui Han Sword and came downstairs.

Walking on the street, all the pedestrians looked at him in awe, avoiding it far away, not daring to approach. In the face of the awe-inspiring gaze, he turned a blind eye, and his whole body breath was restrained, but no one dared to provoke him.

At the end of the street, a figure stood quietly in place, with a thick breath, and a big sword behind his back, blood red and eye-catching.

Shen Tuhong!

His eyes shrank, his body paused, and he continued to move forward.

The two were a foot apart, staring at each other.

After a long time, Shen Tuhong finally spoke: "Mo Yun, I will definitely defeat you!"

Hearing this, he was stunned, and immediately shook his head and said: "What you want to defeat is not only me, but also yourself! You have achieved the edge, the way of the sword can be expected, I am waiting for your challenge at any time!"

"Okay!" Shen Tu Hong looked at Mo Yun steadily, nodded heavily, and then turned to leave.

Smiled indifferently and moved on. I only have the way of the sword in my heart, and I am not afraid of any challenge, no matter how powerful you fight, you will be defeated in my hands and suppressed by me!

When he came to the city gate, he had already gathered many disciples who had just passed the test and joined the Sword Xuan Sect. They are so arrogant that they don't take anyone else into account, and they each occupy a place. Only a few people, who came from a family, gathered together, talked and laughed.

Seeing Shen Tuhong and Mo Yun arriving one after the other, everyone shrank their eyes and looked at the two of them with fear. Yesterday's battle, the majesty of the so-called demons has been imprinted in their minds. Even if the breath of the two is constricted, not anyone dares to underestimate it!

Jian Xuanzong Qiao Yu was already waiting here, he walked over with a smile on his face, led the two of them to the position he occupied, and then slowly said: "Mo Yun, you guys are really amazing! The combat power is majestic, even I dare not underestimate it. It's unbelievable, you're just a high-level swordsman, and your qi is so strong that you're about to catch up with a swordsman, I really don't know how you cultivate!"

Mo Yun was slightly stunned, and said with a faint smile: "Practicing swordsmanship, being brave and diligent, when the kung fu arrives, it will naturally break through!"

Shen Tuhong nodded and said: "Sharp and sharp, no setbacks, only to move forward and break everything is the right way!"

Qiao Yu was immediately stunned. As a fourth-order swordsman, his strength is not bad in the sect. At this moment, he suddenly recalled the past, but he was shocked to realize that his heart deviated from the way of the sword, especially unconsciously.

Could it be that the ninefold qualification is really so against the sky, and the state of mind cultivation is almost perfect, and he is dedicated to the pinnacle of swordsmanship?

He was deeply impressed and exclaimed: "Extraordinary, ashamed!"

Mo Yun didn't answer, and turned his gaze to Shen Tuhong. The latter just pondered for a moment, and then said slowly: "No one is inferior to another, if you want to defeat others, you must first defeat yourself!"

Hearing this, he secretly said that he was powerful, with nine qualifications, none of them were fuel-efficient lamps! Don't look at Shen Tuhong's fierce and fierce, but his mood was not bad at all, and the sharpness of his sword path far surpassed that of his peers.

Mo Yun, who was less than fourteen years old, did not expect that after less than a year of cultivation, his cultivation was already arrogant to his peers in Kongming City, and his talent was so high that no one could match it. is as strong as Shen Tuhong and Qiao Yu, looking at him, they are all a little surprised.

It was the young man in Tsing Yi who was less than fourteen in front of him, who was actually fierce and boundless, arrogant and crazy, inviting the six masters to fight, and defeating them one by one!

The crowd let out an exclamation again, Situ Yunfeng passed by slowly, and everyone avoided it! This is also a murderer, who dares to provoke it!

Situ Yunfeng regretted defeat yesterday, looked at his eyes, but did not have any unhappiness, and calmly accepted his defeat! He also came to several people and stood quietly. Shen Tuhong and Mo Yun have both won his approval.

is as arrogant as him, but he has to admit the strength of his opponent. If the strength is insufficient, how can he be convinced. The arrogance of the birth of the ninefold qualification made him disdain everyone, and only in his eyes could he be qualified to be on an equal footing.