Every day, he learns new knowledge in the swordsmithing workshop, constantly improves his sword-forging skills, and then continues to enjoy his magma sauna after returning from a tiring day's work.

The scorching air scorched the sword dust, and the sword dust kept transporting its vitality to protect itself. Jian Chen, who was originally very uncomfortable, gradually became a little indifferent to this scorching heat under the continuous cruel practice. Jian Chen was also puzzled, could it be that he still had the potential to be abused.

Having said that, Jian Chen's comprehension did not dare to stop for a moment. Jian Chen's eyes slowly closed, the fire vitality surrounded Jian Chen's side, cheering and jumping, and a trace of vitality also penetrated into Jian Chen's skin, and the Reverse Heaven Technique actually operated silently at this time. Absorb these little by little into the body, and continue to forge the body of this sword dust.

Jian Chen's eyes still hadn't opened, and the strengthening was also carried out unconsciously. In the eyes of everyone, Jian Chen is a pervert, few people know what he is doing there, although everyone knows that cultivating the fire system exercises at the mouth of magma is twice the result with half the effort, but few people are willing to find guilt, if you want to increase your cultivation speed, there is a way, why bother looking for the most bitter one.

Jian Zhuxin always nodded slightly every time he saw Jian Chen, he couldn't be more satisfied with this apprentice, his cultivation efforts and talent were amazing, and his talent in forging was beyond imagination, but he knew that Jian Chen's talent in this sword casting workshop would not last long, so he had been teaching Jian Chen everything he would in the past few days, whether he could understand it or not, he knew that Jian Chen's was not something that could be restrained by this small sword island, and his sky should be the continent across the sea.

While strengthening Jian Chen's body, the sword shape of Jian Chen's dantian did not stop, absorbing Jian Chen's perception and carving them on his body.

The time of cultivation always goes fast, and Jian Chen doesn't know how many hours he has tried when he closes his eyes, he only remembers that when he opened his eyes, the scene of the sunset in the west had already been replaced by the bright moon and pine photos. And now Jian Chen's more anticipation is that there is a clear spring flowing on his body.

Jian Chen opened his eyes, slowly stretched his waist, the bones in his body creaked suddenly, Jian Chen seemed to have noticed that something was wrong, his body was actually slightly enhanced, although it was not much, but the enhancement could still be felt, Jian Chen tried to consider whether to go there again, but he quickly vetoed it, he didn't want to abuse himself so crazy. Life is still so good.

But in the next few days, Jian Chen was a little helpless, his vitality was close to saturation, but the artistic conception of this fire was indeed far away, he knew that his time was running out, and in three days it would be a big pen on Sword Island, if he didn't break through, then it would be tantamount to a fool's dream if he wanted to win. Which one who dares to participate in the competition is not an indispensable genius, which one is not amazing, and he can't guarantee that he will be defeated at the same level, let alone a realm higher than himself. Not to mention the others, the lightsaber Wan'er, Dugu defeated the heavenly sword dust is not very sure.

Although there is not much time left, Jian Chen is not in a hurry, and he realizes that this kind of thing is not in a hurry.

At this moment, Jian Chen sat cross-legged at the mouth of the magma again, today he didn't contact the sword casting technique again, this was the last time he came here, if he didn't succeed this time, he could only let go of the breakthrough.

Just when Jian Chen's mind gave up a little, a spiritual light appeared in his mind. The magma, which was originally calm, boiled all of a sudden, and Jian Xinxin, who had been teaching students in the swordsmithing workshop, seemed to feel something, and without saying anything, he disappeared in place with a dodge.

"What's this kid going to do?" Jian Zhuxin looked at Jian Chen's eyebrows, which were originally a little white, but now he was slightly touched.

This is, Jian Chen's eyes opened, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Everyone also sensed the movement here, and they all ran and gathered at once, and those people looked at Jian Zhuxin and was about to speak. was stunned by the next scene.

Jian Chen, who was originally motionless, moved, and the cold ice sword on his waist also reached Jian Chen's hand. Jian Chen's feet moved slightly, his hands clenched the cold ice sword, and he slowly lifted it, and the momentum of Jian Chen's momentum continued to rise at this time. The entire magma pool also seemed to be boiling under the mobilization of sword dust.

Everyone looked at Jian Chen's face incredible, this Jian Chen really only has a swordsman, looking at this momentum, even a swordsman may not be able to do it.

"What is Jian Chen's for?" Looking at Jian Chen's strange behavior, Jian Duan, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but ask, his face was full of doubts, Jian Chen's face was quite honest in the past month or so, and his cultivation at the mouth of magma has been closed to recuperate and retreat, why did he make such a big move today.

Jian Zhuxin was also a little dazed, looking at Jian Chen's appearance, he was a little uncertain, looking at the momentum just now, Jian Chen's artistic conception should have comprehended the artistic conception of fire, so what is he doing now?

The fire vitality of the magma pool surged wildly, gathering on the tip of the sword dust, and occasionally some of the vitality was out of control, constantly sparks erupted, and the explosion sound continued. It made everyone shrink their heads, they couldn't imagine how Jian Chen's ability to control so much vitality.

Under the scorching breath, the cold ice sword that was originally glowing with cold light also turned fiery red at this time, and Jian Chen's hands were constantly suppressing, obviously he couldn't control this huge vitality anymore.

Suddenly, Jian Chen's head nodded violently, "Go, Fire Lotus Burst Flame Sword!" ”

The ice sword in his hand carried a scorching heat, leaving an afterimage in the void, and the space where the sword light passed seemed to be distorted by the high temperature.

The fiery red sword light swooped down on a scorching boulder that had been roasted by magma, and under the gaze of everyone, it blasted over.

"Bang!"

A huge roar spread throughout the entire Sword Forge at this moment, and the entire Sword Clan seemed to be shaken by this loud noise, and all of them raised their heads and looked at the direction of the Sword Casting Workshop suspiciously. Who the hell is making such a big move? The boulder shattered in response to the sound, turning into tiny shards and flying out.

"Not good!" Seeing this, Jian Zhuxin formed a handprint on both hands, and a huge enchantment was formed, encompassing all the fragments, and at this moment, the old man with gray hair suddenly became mysterious.

And the party Jianchen actually quieted down again at this time and sat down cross-legged. In that careful understanding of the scene after the destruction, the reason why Jian Chen did this just now was that he just thought that since this fire artistic conception was destroyed, why didn't he take a look after the destruction, so there was the scene just now.

At this moment, Sword Dust's fire attribute comprehension was climbing extremely rapidly, three layers, four layers, five layers, seven layers, and nine layers. Just as Jian Chen's artistic conception of fire was about to comprehend, there was a fluctuation in the void, blocking Jian Chen's artistic conception at once.

Jian Yuan, who was originally sitting in the room, opened his eyes suddenly, and with a wave of one hand, the sword on the shelf pointed diagonally to the sky.

"What, scared?" There was a hint of mockery in Jian Yuan's tone.

And the sword was slashed down at this time.

Ten layers, the artistic conception of fire of sword dust was completed at this moment.

There were many changes in the dantian, and the various vitality that was originally wrapped together were separated at this moment, and they became distinct.

The Nameless Sword Technique was also in operation at this moment, and it was obvious that Jian Chen wanted to break through the swordsman directly here.