This elder, the cultivation is the most in the middle of the calamity, and this coercion directly suppresses himself and others.

It's hard to move the slightest, but Chen Nan doesn't want to admit defeat.

In his hand, there is also a life-saving jade pendant left by the old man.

But it doesn't mean that he Chennan is so easy to bully.

"Huangkou Xiao'er, can you also take out two Shenyuan medicines?"

"Wait for me to take it down, go back to the sect to ask for the guilt, train the barbarians well, and let you know what it means to be high and thick!"

Which elder, looking at the people around him who are pointing at him. I was extremely unhappy.

But if you want to talk about this group of people, it is obvious that they will leave a handle, so they think of such a reason.

"Want to rob? This is how you live in Shenjian Mountain? ”

Chen Nan didn't expect the other party to be so shameless.

Gui is one of the elders of Shenjian Mountain, and he actually made a move against the juniors.

But if you want to take yourself, just rely on this coercion? It's not enough.

Feeling the coercion coming from all around, he couldn't move all over, and he was crazy about the cycle of life and death.

A powerful warm breath flowed, resisting with difficulty.

The other party walked step by step, the coercion continued to increase, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept dripping.

This is not a level of existence, and even if it is an all-out explosion, it is not its opponent.

Even if you use blood to release your soul, you will be directly suppressed by the other party.

This is a gap from Yuan Li and from cultivation.

This gap is far from being made up by talent, exercises, and mental methods.

"Want me to give in? Writing is not enough! ”

The aura of the overlord on his body is revealed, like an overlord in the dust.

took out the stone sword and stuck it in front of him fiercely, knowing the real gap, but it was not enough for his limit.

This fateful robbery is hard to find, this is a rare opportunity to test.

In the face of this monstrous coercion, he has gritted his teeth and persevered, and has not reached his limit.

Not even the awakening of the flesh was used.

But at this moment, this monstrous coercion faded like a tide, and several people were relieved.

Li Xunxue also hurriedly supported Chen Nan and the others, her eyes bloomed with fierceness, she pulled out her long sword, and confronted the disciples of Shenjian Mountain.

"Elder Shen, give him some color to see, let them know that he has offended my Divine Sword Mountain."

This Elder Shen's left eye was beating sharply, and his eyes looked at the blood-colored stone sword with fear.

The blood-colored symbol on it blooms with blood-colored light, choosing people and devouring them.

His eyes flashed with fear, and he even asked with some trembling: "Why is it in your hands!" ”

I saw the blood-colored giant sword, which was suddenly inserted into the ground, and the entire ground was shaken.

Endless stone dust fell on the giant sword, and blood-colored runes bloomed with traces of blood, and they were terrifying.

Elder Shen trembled even more, as if he was very afraid of this stone sword.

"How is it in my hands? Of course, it was given by the old man in the family. ”

The other party received the coercion, and instantly relaxed a lot, looking at the other party's expression, obviously knowing the origin of this sword.

Elder Shen looked at the stone sword with his eyes, and his heart couldn't help but tremble, he knew the prestige of this stone sword.

"Who are you Gu Yaochen?"

Holding back the fear in his heart, he asked with great nervousness.

"Oh? You actually know my grandfather? ”

Now Chennan is a little surprised, the old man doesn't go out of the door and doesn't step out, but there are still people who know him?

Then I was relieved.

At the beginning, he was able to send Yi Xue to Shenjian Mountain, and he also found a person who was extremely trusted, presumably the old man's prestige was not only as simple as the barbarians.

"Your grandfather?"

At this moment, it can be regarded as blocking all his retreats.

At this moment, all the angry disciples of Shenjian Mountain closed their mouths and looked at Chen Nan in disbelief.

"You're the one who suffered a thousand cuts?"

Suddenly, a fierce sentence came out, which made Elder Shen's spirit tremble.

"Forehead ......"

Chen Nan was stunned, he was still the first person to see Shenjian Mountain, right?

There was no injustice in the past, and there is no enmity in the near future, how did you become a thousand knives?

If he hadn't been able to defeat this old man, he would have killed him with a giant sword.

"Bastard!"

Seeing Chen Nan's cold face, Elder Shen was so frightened that he waved his hand and slapped that disciple away.

"Little brother, how offended, everything is a misunderstanding, I will take this ignorant guy back and punish him well"

With the disciples who were fanned, they quickly fled from here.

The rest of the disciples, their eyes glowing with endless anger, almost devoured which disciple alive.

It turned out that during Chennan's injury.

In order to maximize the condensation of Chennan's body, there is still a thousand-year-old snow ginseng.

Therefore, I went to Shenjian Mountain for a while, and it happened that the master of the disciple just now was the owner of Xue Yuanshen.

It was even more prepared to be used to break through cultivation, and he never wanted to be robbed by Gu Yaochen.

There are many strong people in the sect.

Dare to be angry but dare not speak.

Gu Yaochen, the whole wilderness, who dares to offend?

Not only is his cultivation outstanding, but he is also a strong person who can cultivate the Divine Yuan Medicine.

Even if it was the Sect Master of Divine Sword Mountain, he would give him three points.

In today's world where the Divine Yuan Medicine is almost peerless, you never know how many peerless powerhouses are standing behind a strong person who can cultivate the Divine Yuan Medicine.

No matter what peerless treasures are needed, as long as you let out the words, there are countless strong people lined up to send them.

I didn't expect to come to the black market today to hang out, and I actually provoked this ruthless man's grandson.

Many children, seeing that Chen Nan did not chase after him, it was like the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

At least for now, it's safe, and there is no fear for life.

"You can't stay outside, it's too dangerous, and when you go back this time, you won't go down the mountain easily."

Divine Sword Mountain, those disciples who witnessed the old man's divine might, all breathed a sigh of relief.

Chennan is no exception.

Like the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Li Xunxue's forehead was also covered with cold sweat, this is the suffering of scattered cultivation.

For the first time, I felt the joy brought by the strength of the sect.

The dignified Divine Sword Mountain Elder was directly frightened away by a giant sword, and he was so frightened that he trembled extremely when he spoke.

This is the power of the sect, this is the benefit of the sect, and this is the most intuitive pride that a powerful sect brings to its disciples.

If they change to the past today, they will get something like a treasure.

Valued by the strong, Xiu was suppressed instantly, and there was no room for resistance.

Without a powerful helper and a means sufficient for self-preservation, then the god-level swordsmanship obtained by the two Divine Yuan Pills can only be served obediently with both hands.

There is even the possibility of being wiped out, but today is different.

They played supporting roles at the time, but they were still excited, and the feeling of being blessed was really not comparable to casual cultivation.

The determination of the two to join the barbarians in their hearts was even stronger.

Even Li Xunxue, who was bent on joining Shenjian Mountain, was even more determined to join the barbarians, and when she saw the ugly faces of this group of disciples and elders of Shenjian Mountain, she was really wronged for herself.

Such a person, such a sect and elder, is worthy of joining himself?

The people around him, looking at the people of Shenjian Mountain, came in a hurry, but they were also in a hurry, as if they had never appeared.

For this group of young boys and girls, their hearts were also endlessly shocked, and it was the first time they saw the people of Shenjian Mountain deflated.

For this group of young boys and girls, they are also extremely surprised, the sect behind them is definitely not inferior to Shenjian Mountain.

Then in the entire wilderness, there is only one sect, and that is the barbarians, a sect with a long inheritance and native to the wilderness.

Unlike Shenjian Mountain, hundreds of years ago, it was the general one who suddenly came in, and the four fields made enemies.

His disciples are even more high-flying and domineering, and they are invincible.

It's your luck to be oppressed, and there are even many times when you just look at it and you have the possibility of being killed.

Chen Nan didn't stay too long, and chose to go back directly.

Which old man is right, he and others are still very weak.

There is also a saying in the black market, that is, black eats black, to see whose strength is strong, to see whose heart is black enough.

The Divine Yuan Medicine in his arms has long attracted the attention of people with a heart, and if he continues to keep it, even if he has the prestige of the old man, he may not be safe and worry-free.

Therefore, it is the best choice to choose quick return.

As a few people left, the people around also left.

This little farce did not affect the operation of the black market in the slightest.

When Chen Nan returned to the barbarian stronghold, he immediately locked himself in the house and carefully took out the god-level swordsmanship.

As soon as I opened it, a breath of time came to my face.

It's like walking into a past, the life of a peerless swordsman.

I'm ordinary

As a swordsman, he doesn't even have the qualifications of his peers.

Among the brilliant geniuses, how ordinary I am.

Jealousy, disgust, and despair eat away at my primordial spirit.

I know that such emotions will hinder my growth, but as an ordinary swordsman, how can I control it?

In the experience of life and death, I realized the sword in my hand, I had my first epiphany, and I got the first sublimation.

Sword: King of a Hundred Soldiers.

The sword is like a man, a man is like a sword, it is straight, double-edged, if it is not out of the sheath, it is already there, and blood will be seen when it is unsheathed.

There is the air of dominating the world, and there is the breath of elegance and humility.

It is not a tool for killing, it is a kind of spirit, punishing evil and promoting good, eradicating evil, and not fearing life and death.

Although I was the most ordinary and ordinary swordsman at the time, I still believed in the beauty of this world.

No matter how unwilling and unfair I am, even so, I still believe that I am born to be useful, and one day ordinary will shine.

Even if it ends in despair, I will swing my sword with determination and burst out with the strength of my life, leaving no regrets.

So I had an epiphany, my talent is ordinary, and I am just a mortal to survive.

Ordinary, but not mediocre.

The hardships in the arduous cultivation are the proof of the belief in living.

Now I have no regrets, my qualifications are mediocre, but not mediocre, this is not a sin, the ordinary has long been integrated into my soul, I have sublimated it, this is my sword, my soul!

My first epiphany sublimated my primordial spirit.

The sword in my hand seemed to have a soul, and it became more handy, as if it had been integrated into my own soul.

Therefore, I call this realm the Sword Soul.

At this point, the book fell apart, turned into endless dust, and slowly slipped from the fingertips.

Chen Nan's eyes were red, and there was sympathy for Sanxiu and endless admiration.

Even the most ordinary swordsman has a heart that will never give up in the face of any hardship.

Even if my qualifications are mediocre, I still believe that I am born to be useful, and I believe that existence is reasonable.

"It turns out that there is a realm that can give the sword soul, just like your own arm, the sword soul realm."

For the first time, Chen Nan heard that there was still a realm in sword cultivation.

According to its description, sword cultivators are divided into three realms.

Swordsman, Sword Soul, and Sword God.

But the latter words, obviously, with the flying ash, turned into dust, disappeared forever in the world.

Chen Nan was a little disappointed in his heart, as if he was a sinner, and let the strong man's self-report disappear into his hands.

But there is also a kind of suddenness, this god-level swordsmanship that has existed for hundreds of years, or even tens of thousands of years, has finally completed his mission.

Let people know this most ordinary sword cultivator, and even more so to his inheritance.

That's right, in this self-report called God-level swordsmanship, Chen Nan got a powerful sword technique - drawing a sword and slashing.

There is no domineering name, just like this powerful and peerless sword cultivator, ordinary and ordinary.

At the moment when the sword was drawn, a sword qi that destroyed the world and the earth bloomed out in an instant, destroying everything in an instant.

Just like an ordinary person, even in despair, he will swing his sword, and strive to burst out the sword of his life's strength, leaving no trace in the world.

As if interpreting, even if the qualifications are mediocre, the most ordinary swordsman, even if he is a casual cultivator, can burst out earth-shattering, and even destroy the world, not inferior to any peerless sword of Tianjiao.

There is no doubt that Chennan is lucky, this book has been circulated for nearly thousands of years, and no one has really comprehended it.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be, and the old man would not be like this, and it would not be difficult to pass through the erosion of time and turn into ashes before he finished watching.