Three months later, Sima Kong and others opened the Ten Thousand Swords Pagoda again.

After a while, they set up the tea table and waited for the disciples to come out of the tower in front of the mountain.

"Lao Tzu is looking forward to it, the next Five Sects Competition, potential seeds may be produced among these four disciples. Sima Kong took a sip of tea, looking excited.

The three elders all nodded in anticipation.

After a stick of incense, a young man walked out of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower, it was Fang Yu, at this time, his whole body temperament changed, more aggressive, he came to the four elders, and bowed.

"Fang Yu, let me wait and see what Sword you choose!" Elder Chen Tian said.

"Good!"

Fang Yu's expression was confident, and with a wave of his right hand, a golden flying sword floated out, and then circled around him, exuding a fierce aura.

"The Golden Snake Sword, left by the ancestors of the fifteenth generation, this sword is famous for its speed, just like a poisonous snake waiting for merit, good!" Sima Kong and the four looked at each other and appreciated it from the bottom of their hearts.

The second place out was Lan Yun, who chose a sword-like sword.

"The greedy wolf sword, left by eight generations of ancestors, this sword is incomparably powerful, and it can fight ten thousand in one battle!"

The third place, Qing Lifeng, came out directly with a thin sword in his hand, and looked from a distance, with a graceful demeanor.

"Jun Song Sword, left by ten generations of ancestors, Nanxuan has a lone pine, Ke Ye is self-mian, this sword is proud of the snow and does not fall, the smoke and dust are not stained, good!"

Sima Si drank fragrant tea, getting more and more excited, and now it seemed that the swords chosen by the three disciples corresponded to themselves, and they were all good sword types.

Excited, they looked at the Tower of Ten Thousand Swords, expecting the last teenager.

A moment later, Lu Chen walked out.

Fang Yu and the others swept their eyes, a smile was drawn on the corner of their mouths, they were quite looking forward to it, Sima Kong and the four of them drank fragrant tea, slightly curious.

"What kind of sword did you choose?" Sima Kong smiled lightly.

Coming to the front of the tea chair, Lu Chen saluted first, and then glanced at the sword of Fang Yu and the others, then his right hand shook, and in an instant, a dark blue giant sword floated out of his palm, and he held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, and plunged into the ground.

Bang!

Rubble was splashed everywhere, and the half-zhang long sword body was as high as Lu Chen's shoulders.

Burst!

With just one glance, the four elders had just drunk the fragrant tea in their mouths, and immediately spewed out, and the three of Fang Yu were also dumbfounded, is this a sword? This is a bed board

"This sword-Roselle!" Lu Chen ignored them, his right cheek showing dimples.

Sima Kong wiped the tea from the corner of his mouth, and said in disbelief: "Lao Tzu is wondering, what kind of sword can you choose as a naughty ghost, it is really beyond our imagination!"

"This sword, when Lao Tzu first entered Qingyun, he also paid attention to it, and after thinking about it, he was too domineering and flamboyant, and he didn't dare to choose, none of our disciples who entered the Ten Thousand Swords Tower had the courage to choose, let's talk about it, why did you choose this sword?"

Lu Chen pursed his lips, he chose this sword because of the sword intent bead, but naturally he wouldn't say it: "Two reasons, one: enough to bluff people! Second: one day if you don't cultivate immortals, where to go to the pawnshop to exchange money, the price is not low!"

As soon as these words came out, Fang Yu's mouth also opened wide, Sima Kong squirted tea again, and shook his head helplessly: "Lao Tzu has received countless disciples, and you are the most freak with this baby's idea!"

"Well, since you have chosen, don't bury its reputation. Anyway, this sword is no different from other sword types, but it is a little big. ”

"This sword was left by fifteen generations of ancestors and named Luoshen because it has the immeasurable power of the sea. Sima Kong explained in detail: "Of course, there is another story about this sword, when the fifteenth generation of ancestors practiced in the mortal world, they fell in love with a young girl, and later learned that this girl was the holy daughter of the mermaid clan, and in the end this love affair was over." ”

"After a hundred years, the ancestor was extremely remorseful, and looked at the sea every day to send thoughts, so as to comprehend Luoshen, its meaning - the god of water!"

Lu Chen listened quietly, he suddenly looked at the sword in his hand, and his brows furrowed: "Luo Shen - out of the water hibiscus, the god of water!"

"The sword species is just to open a door, and it is still you who really play its role, let the natal sword continue to grow, don't bury its prestige!" Sima Kong said, all in all, the sword chosen by the four disciples did not disappoint him.

For now, it depends on their cultivation progress, and the exclusive sword duel for each sword must be opened at the second layer of condensation.

After some detailed explanation, the four teenagers left separately, but they were looking forward to it, and they all wanted to try the power of the natal sword

Sou!

The shadow of the sword wiped into the air, and the figure of the young man floated down the mountain behind Qingyun, and as far as the eye could see, this was the other side of the purple bamboo forest, the purple bamboo was swaying, and the brush was rattling.

"Concentrate on one level, Edgeworth flying, plus Roselle Sword, double the speed!"

The young man is Lu Chen, at this time it has been half a year since he chose the sword, and in the past half a year, he has been in retreat and cultivation, specializing in strengthening the foundation of sword dueling, swordsmanship, and the fire he controls.

"Go!"

Lu Chen pointed ahead, and the Luo Shen Sword turned into blue light and swept the purple bamboo in front of him.

Bang bang bang!

Zizhu, which had been chopping for a month, was now slashed by the Luo Shen Sword, and his waist was broken.

"Back!"

With another finger, the Luo Shen Sword floated back in a trajectory, Lu Chen's right hand swept away, holding the hilt of the sword, his body moved, and he danced the sword.

"Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Sword Technique, Dragon Shadow Sword Technique, Smoke and Rain Sword Technique, Serial Three Immortal Sword"

In the purple forest, Lu Chen's figure is elegant, although it is a mortal swordsmanship, but because of the aura as a supplement, the power has increased several times, and in an instant, the sword is like the moon, wielding it, making the surrounding purple bamboo brush fall.

With three hundred and sixty-five sets of swordsmanship, Lu Chen has perfected his swordsmanship, and so far, the foundation of his swordsmanship is solid.

This one change is unknown to the entire Qingyunmen.

After a while, Lu Chen put away his sword and stood, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and admired the sword intent bead even more in his heart, if he didn't practice that complex sword technique every day, he wouldn't be able to control three hundred and sixty sets of sword techniques in a short period of time.

"Luo Shen Sword has three exclusive swords, and to open the first move, you must be on the second layer of Condensation. Lu Chen muttered to himself, he played with the Roselle in his hand, and a smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

"However, compared to Xuantian's condensing slash, it is much weaker than the Luo Divine Sword's three-move exclusive sword!"

Condensing water slash decomposition four styles, each style is unfathomable, Lu Chen practiced non-stop at the beginning, but it took two years, so Lu Chen is sure, condensing water slash, this is sword intent!

The strongest point of sword cultivation is the sword intent, and this cannot be sought, it requires chance and understanding, compared with it, the exclusive sword move does not have an artistic conception, it is purely a trick attack.

"Because of the cultivation of the Condensing Water Sword Intent, the exclusive first move of the Luo Shen Sword has been opened!"

Although Sima Kong said that the natal sword needs to be opened on the second layer of condensation, but the first move of the Luo Shen Sword, Lu Chen saw it very thoroughly, and he guessed that the reason might come from the cultivation of the Condensation Slash, or it could also be the reason for the strong divine sense.

The first trick is exclusive - Xiao Kill!

This move is the fifteenth generation of ancestors, looking at the sea and watching the wind and rain and feel, with the meaning of wind and rain and killing, the wind and waves are calm, and the rainstorm is rising, and it is coming in an instant!

Lu Chen stood with his sword in his hand, he looked at the ten-meter-high mountain peak in front of him, his eyes condensed, at this moment, he had a strange feeling around him, silent, as if the sky and the earth were frozen.

At the same time, the aura in his body began to ripple, and the blue light flashed on the sword body of the Luo Shen Sword, like a surge of water.

"The aura in the body began to boil, like a fire!"

Lu Chen muttered to himself, at this time, his long hair was flowing, his clothes were hunting, looking at the eyes of the small mountain peak in front of him, a dark blue color suddenly appeared, and from a distance, the indescribable divine martial arts were like a cheetah ready to attack.

Xiao Kill - the wind and waves are calm before, and the rainstorm is sluggish, and it is coming in an instant!

Sou!

The next moment, Lu Chen turned into a blue light, and when he came to the small mountain peak in an instant, with a bang, the Luo Shen Sword fell!

The small mountain peak swayed slightly, and suddenly, a sword mark appeared in the middle, and there was a bang bang for a moment, and the mountain peak collapsed!

Lu Chen maintained a sword-wielding posture, and the waves of the sea rose in his heart, five hundred meters away, in an instant, a sword slashed, sweeping everything like a storm and a storm.

"The aura gathered, boiled and burned, and exploded in an instant!" Lu Chen recalled his feelings, his heart was extremely excited, but the next moment, he fell down with a pale face.

"The power of one slash, since I have exhausted the aura of my whole body, it seems that this Xiao killing sword move can't be used casually!"

With his bitter voice, the small mountain peak fell like rain and buried him.