The news of Xuantian's one-move defeat was seen by many outer disciples, including many elite disciples, and soon spread among the outer disciples, causing another exclamation.

Some of the elite disciples of the outer sect who watched the Xuantian competition were Senior Brother Yang or Zhang Long's people, and the process of the Xuantian competition quickly reached their ears.

Although most of the disciples were surprised by Xuantian's strength, Senior Brother Yang and Zhang Long ...... The giants among these elite disciples sneered at them and didn't care.

Naqu Xiangnan is only a disciple of the seven-fold cultivation of the Martial Dao Realm, any disciple of the nine-fold cultivation can be defeated by grabbing the sword empty-handed, although Xuantian's method is wonderful, but the strength of the performance does not exceed that of the disciple of the nine-fold cultivation, so naturally it will not cause Senior Brother Yang and Zhang Long...... and other giants [Chapter 027] Chasing the Wind Nine Swords (I) level disciples attach great importance to it.

Xuantian got out of the ring, walked out of the square directly, and went to his residence.

The ranking competition, what really matters is the last few rounds, the first round of games, a total of 508 games, Xuantian is the 467th game, and there are still 41 games, and the game is over.

However, after the first round of the competition, the second round of the competition will not be started until the 508 eliminated disciples are ranked, and the time will be two days later.

During the competition, ordinary disciples must watch the competition between elite disciples in the square, and the elite disciples who participate in the competition are free to stay, and the subsequent competitions are not attractive to Xuantian, so it is better to go back, practice the sword skills a few more times, and suddenly cultivate the ninefold martial arts realm as soon as possible.

After just passing a mountain peak, Xuantian's gaze froze and looked ahead.

A person stood in the middle of the road with his back to Xuantian, his body straight, like an unsheathed sword, revealing a sharp edge.

Just the back, Xuantian also recognized from that sharp breath, this person was Zhang Long.

Xuantian did not stop, continued to walk forward, and when he was about ten zhang away from Zhang Long, Zhang Long turned his body, his eyes swept like sword qi, and looked at Xuantian.

【Chapter 027】Chasing the Wind and Nine Swords (I) "You're here!" Zhang Long spit out three words.

Xuantian's face did not change, and said, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Long's eyes showed disdain, and said, "I heard that you grabbed the blade empty-handed, and defeated the opponent of the same realm in one move. ”

"How?" Xuantian looked at Zhang Long.

Zhang Long chuckled lightly and said: "Carving insect skills, in the first round, the disciples of the seven-fold cultivation are basically eliminated, and in the second round, it is the turn of the disciples of the eightfold cultivation, I don't know how long you can survive? ”

Xuantian also chuckled lightly and said, "Don't worry, your bones are cheap, I will advance all the way to the next level as you wish, until I meet you and loosen your bones for you." ”

Zhang Long's face turned cold, snorted coldly, and said: "Don't talk big, whose bones are cheap, who loosens the bones for whom, it won't take long to know, Yang Dingjun's people will not let you have a good time when they meet you, you have to be a little promising, don't wait for me, the bones will be demolished by others first." ”

After that, Zhang Long glanced at Xuantian contemptuously, turned around and left, walked about five steps, stopped again, turned around and said: "Soon, your Huang family, you will soon be driven out of Beimo County, hum!"

After saying this time, Zhang Long didn't look back and walked away.

Xuantian looked at Zhang Long's back, the topic involved the Huang family, which made his heart swell with anger, and in the depths of his deep eyes, a white jade-like sword shadow faintly flashed, and murderous intent emerged in his heart.

Suddenly, Xuantian had a strong feeling of practicing swords, and if he didn't practice swords, it would be as uncomfortable as a hen about to lay eggs, and he had to come out.

didn't return to his residence, Xuantian came directly to Houfeng, who often practiced swords, and couldn't wait to pull out the Cold Snow Sword, a set of wind-chasing swordsmanship, and naturally used it.

Xuantian naturally couldn't see the shadow of the sword in the depths of his eyes, he only knew that he wanted to practice the sword at the moment, and he kept practicing the sword.

The cold snow sword in his hand, from bottom to top, a sword stabbed obliquely, this is the starting style of chasing the wind swordsmanship, and the sword rises like the wind.

At this moment, Xuantian's heart has a very clear understanding of sword skills, and any wind in the air is clearly touched by Xuantian, and the sword moves abnormally with the wind.

Storm twists and turns!

A sword stabbed to the end, a step under his feet moved, and the sword in his hand, like the strength of the wind, was not flattened, and the wave rose again, and stabbed forward three times again.

Tempest crosses!

Xuantian swept with the cold snow sword, like a violent wind sweeping the earth, where the sword wind, the grass on the ground was bent down with the wind.

The sword moves with the wind!

Xuantian's heart was ethereal, at this moment, he was not just practicing the sword with his eyes and hands, but practicing the sword with his whole body, practicing the sword with his feelings, where the wind went, where the sword went, only to see the sword shadow with the wind, layer upon layer, with a snap of his fingers, stabbing out several swords.

The sword moves with the wind!

Suddenly, Xuantian captured the trajectory of the wind, integrated the wind into the sword, and the sword shadow moved, no longer following the wind, but the sword shadow passed by, and the wind followed each other, extremely powerful.

......

......

The wind is blowing!

Xuantian suddenly stabbed out with a sword, and the sword light in his hand disappeared suddenly, only the sound of the wind was heard.

Chasing the wind with a sword!

The wind was still in the air, and a sword suddenly came out with the wind, and this sword seemed to appear anywhere in the wind, and the wind was everywhere and unstoppable.

After practicing a set of wind-chasing swordsmanship, Xuantian's heart was extremely comfortable, and his attainments in the wind-chasing swordsmanship seemed to have reached a higher level.

The ** sword practice in his heart was still vigorous, Xuantian continued to stab out obliquely with a sword, and another sword rose like the wind, starting the second time.

Since experiencing the adventure of the Hidden Sword Pool, the white jade sword entered Xuantian's eyebrows, and it was the first time that Xuantian had such anger in his heart, because this was a matter of the Huang family.

In his father's letter, he said that the Huang family and the Zhang, Niu, and Cheng families are getting deeper and deeper, and there will definitely be a decisive battle between them.

Xuantian's anger may have touched the white jade sword in the center of his eyebrows, and it was the first time for Xuantian that a sword shadow appeared in his eyes.

The sword shadow in his eyes made Xuantian fascinated by the cultivation of swordsmanship, and his comprehension of swordsmanship was far beyond usual.

Soon the second practice was over, and Xuantian started the third time!

Fourth time!

Fifth time!

......

......

Over and over again, Xuantian breathed a breath and practiced the wind chasing sword technique ten times, and his whole body sweated like rain.

However, Xuantian still didn't stop, a sword stabbed out diagonally, and Xuantian started the eleventh time again.

"Hmm!"

There was a cry of surprise from Xuantian's mouth, this sword stabbed out, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if he had comprehended something, but the feeling was fleeting and could not be captured.

Xuantian just moved forward with a sword, and after a few snaps of his fingers, he did not continue the second move, but closed the sword, and another sword stabbed out diagonally.

This Sword Xuantian raised his spirit, but he didn't have that kind of comprehension.

Xuantian retracted his sword again, and stabbed out diagonally with a sword again, but it still didn't!

Collect the sword, and stab it diagonally!

Retract the sword again, and stab out diagonally with a sword!

......

......

I stabbed more than ten swords in a row, but I still didn't have any comprehension.

There is a saying that if you have the intention to plant flowers and flowers, you will not bloom, and you will have no intention to plant willows and willows.

When Xuantian raised his spirit and wanted to feel that burst of comprehension, no matter what, he couldn't enter the state just now.

Thinking that it might have improved his spirits, his heart was too nervous, and Xuantian tried to relax himself slowly.

Forget to comprehend.

Forget about practicing swords.

As if unconscious, Xuantian stabbed out diagonally.

It seems to have a little feeling, but it feels too faint and still not enough.

Xuantian stabbed out diagonally with a sword again.

Again, again, again.

Xuantian forgot everything, and repeatedly used the first move of the wind-chasing sword technique - the sword rose like the wind.

Whether it's the hundredth time, or the two hundredth time, or the fifty or sixty times.

Xuantian didn't know, he felt a little too many times, but it didn't seem to be much, he forgot how many swords he had stabbed.

I don't know how many times, Xuantian's sword stabbed out diagonally, and a comprehension arose in his mind.

Xuantian's eyes suddenly closed, and his entire body maintained the posture of a sword stabbing obliquely.

As the minutes passed, Xuantian remained in his posture and did not move.

Half an hour passed, and Xuantian suddenly opened his eyes.

Xuantian looked around, his gaze becoming extremely sharp.

When the breeze passed, the grass on the ground, the grass tips bent slightly, and every leaf on the tree showed a different posture with the wind.

Xuantian's hearing also became extremely acute, and he heard a faint sound coming from under a tree next to him, but it sounded like someone was comparing swords.

When I looked at it, it was two praying mantis fighting, their hard blade legs coming and going, handing over in the air, like two swordsmen competing with each other, as if they contained extremely exquisite moves.

"I see!"

Xuantian let out a soft shout, his heart suddenly became extremely comfortable, and he stabbed out diagonally with a sword.

The calm air, as the sword stabbed out, produced a wave of airflow, and a breeze was generated.

In the past, the Xuantian Sword chasing the wind swordsmanship was all about the sword following the wind, and only when the sword moved with the wind could the sword resist the wind.

However, this sword is not only a sword to resist the wind, but also creates a gust of wind.

The wind-chasing sword technique can only exert its greatest power when there is wind, but Xuantian now, a sword stabbing out, can create a gust of wind, no matter when, the wind-chasing sword technique can exert the greatest attack.

Even, far more powerful than the previous Wind Chasing Sword Technique, the Wind Chasing Sword Technique was almost improved by a quality in Xuantian's hands, and it became a Yellow Rank top-grade sword technique.

The entire set of sword moves of chasing the wind sword technique continued to appear and fused in Shutian's mind, and in the end, the entire twenty-seven sword moves were fused into nine sword moves by Xuantian.

"In the future, the Yellow Rank Middle-grade Sword Technique Chasing the Wind Sword Technique is gone, and some are only the Yellow Rank Top-grade Sword Technique, the Wind Chasing Nine Swords!"

The sword in Xuantian's hand moved, a sword stabbed out, and the air split to both sides, producing two air currents, Xuantian's sword, flickering left and right, with the two air currents, Xuanzhi and Xuan stabbed forward, just like the wind, making it impossible to tell where the target of the attack was.

"Breaking the wind!"

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