Chapter Seventy-Nine: Three Days into Threefold! There is no one before and no one after us!
Snort.
Flying flowers gradually disappear into the heavens and the earth.
The entire spacious stone room is quiet again.
It wasn't until a long time later, when I was stunned that I came back to my senses, and I still said in disbelief:
"Childe, have you entered the third realm of the way of the sword?"
"Sort of." Chen Zhixing stood up and nodded noncommittally.
After receiving Chen Zhixing's confirmation, even though Qingzhi had already had the result in his heart, he still couldn't help but gasp.
In three days, go straight to the third level of kendo!
This speed is unheard of and unseen!
Even if you look through the entire ancient history, you can't find such an example!
To know.
Even the sword god lord of his own family, who was known as the Heavenly Divine Posture and was amazingly talented, had spent seven years before he stepped into the third sword intent realm!
"Monster!"
Qingzhi's thoughts were surging, and it took a long time before he spit out these two words from his throat.
Except for 'monster', she really didn't know what words to use to describe Chen Zhixing.
Three days into the third weight of the sword, such a speed, has already broken her cognition!
"Qingzhi, where is the second stage of the sword path of the Sword God Lord?" Chen Zhixing asked.
Qing Zhi gathered his thoughts and quickly replied: "It's also here, but if you want to inherit the second stage of the Sword God's sword, you need to first practice the Flying Flower Kendo of the first stage of the Sword God's sword to the extreme, condense the sword heart, and you can cast the 'Instant Fragrance' before you can inherit the second stage of the sword." β
"Is that so?"
Chen Zhixing nodded, in fact, he was in a rather strange state at the moment.
The division of the four realms of kendo is very simple, which are swordsmanship, swordsmanship, sword intent, and sword heart.
Under the understanding of the heavens, he has pushed his sword realm to the point of perfection in the third furnace.
It is also directly comprehended that the 'Instant Fanghua' should be the fourth realm of kendo, and only then can it be displayed as the top supernatural power of the Flying Flower Kendo!
However, at present, he really has not yet condensed the sword heart.
In other words, in addition to being able to perform the 'Instant Beauty', his kendo cultivation has not stepped into the fourth level.
"That's it, don't rush for now, wait until you condense your sword heart in the future, and then come here to accept the second inheritance."
Chen Zhixing shook his head, but he didn't care.
He still understands the truth that he can't chew too much.
Moreover, now that he has controlled this inheritance land, he can come in at any time if he wants to, and he will no longer be as troublesome as before.
Under the understanding of the heavens.
It was only a matter of time before Kenshin was condensed.
"Let's go."
Chen Zhixing took a deep breath, it was time to go out.
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Meanwhile.
Mt. Amagawa Mountain.
A flying boat in the shape of a sword is quietly levitating above the Tianchuan Mountain.
On the deck of the flying boat, the young sect master of the Haori Sword Sect, dressed in brocade clothes, was sitting on a large chair made of dragon breath wood worth thousands of gold.
Behind him, eight swordmen at the peak of the Divine Journey Realm stood behind him in a line.
A woman dressed in Shui'e's long-sleeved palace dress was trembling at his feet, reaching out to knead his ankles.
"Tell me, what is your relationship with the man with the white mask?"
The brocade-clothed boy stretched out his hand, and a sword attendant was extremely skilled in bringing a cup of spiritual tea and respectfully placing it on his palm.
I saw that the boy in brocade clothes was not far away.
On the two boat poles, Shan Yang and Xu Li were both tied up by the dragon lock, sealed and cultivated, and they couldn't move at all.
And next to the two of them, the swordsman named Ah Liang had already had his head cut off and hung on the bow of the ship.
"Less..... Young Sect Master, I really don't know who this person is, that person was brought by him, and we are just in a relationship where we meet......"
Xu Li stretched out his hand and pointed at Shan Yang, and opened his mouth tremblingly.
The woman in palace clothes kneeling at the feet of the brocade-clothed boy also hurriedly echoed and said, "Young Sect Master, we really don't know him!" That's right, it's all brought here by this guy named Shan Yang! It has nothing to do with us! β
Syllable!
The brocade boy slapped the palace woman in the face and said disdainfully: "Did I ask you?" What do you open? β
The woman in palace clothes, who had the pseudonym Bai Ling before, was suddenly beaten upside down and flew out, letting out a cry of pain.
On her rather beautiful face, five scarlet finger prints appeared.
"Less..... What the young sect master said was. Bai Ling didn't dare to show half of his anger, so he hurriedly put a strong smile on his face, moved his knees, and knelt at the feet of the brocade boy again, docile as a kitten.
Immediately.
The boy in brocade looked at Shan Yang and said with a smile: "You are very familiar with that Bai Shi?" β
The mask on Shan Yang's face had long been removed, and it was an ordinary young face.
At this moment, on this face, his nose is blue and swollen, and he has obviously been beaten before.
"Two melons!"
Shan Yang glanced at Xu Li and Bai Ling with disdain, these two people would not be naΓ―ve enough to think that the young sect master of the Sword Sect in front of them, who was killing people for fun, would let them go because of their begging for mercy, right?
The next moment.
Shan Yang looked at the brocade-clothed boy and grinned:
"That's right! It's very familiar, I and he are brothers who worship the master, I tell you the truth, my brother is not only a strong man in the True Wu Realm, but also a master who is backed by the Immortal Dao System and has an immortal realm! What do you think? Are you afraid? β
After speaking, Shan Yang looked at the young sect master of the Sword Sect with a smile, and there was no fear on his face.
He was just a monk who lived at the bottom of the cultivation world, but he understood a truth.
The more you are afraid, the more you are afraid!
Just like the village dog when you were young, the more you are afraid of it, the more it will perceive your fear and bark more wildly.
"Palm!"
The boy in brocade picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Behind him, a sword attendant suddenly threw out a palm in the air and hit Shan Yang in the face fiercely.
Burst!
A mouthful of blood with teeth spit out from Shan Yang's mouth.
Shan Yang raised his head with difficulty, looked at the brocade-clothed boy again, and opened his mouth to laugh:
"Hahaha, the young sect master of the dignified Haori Sword Sect is capable of this? Relying on a few swordsmen to show off their power here? β
"Come, come, kill me! If you frown, your name will be written upside down! β
The young sect master narrowed his eyes and said with a playful smile: "The skin of the mouth is very hard? Don't worry, let's play slowly, I've seen a lot of people like you, but there are no accidents, every one ends up crying bitterly, kneeling and begging for mercy. β
"I'm looking forward to seeing you different."
Distance.
Chai Qingchi sat cross-legged in a void, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly when he saw this.
The sect master of the Haori Sword Sect can also be regarded as a top figure in the Eastern Xuan Domain, and he can be called a giant hero.
Unexpectedly, the only child born was this angry and resentful, arrogant, and unbelievable and unbelievable behavior.
"If such a stupid act continues, sooner or later it will bring disaster to the Haori Sword Sect."
Chai Qingchi spoke silently and closed his eyes again.
That's when it happened.
Above Tianchuan Mountain, there was a sudden muffled sound.
Subsequently.
A white vortex gradually appeared in the void.
A slender figure dressed in white and black hair, carrying a sword case and a white cross mask, walked out of the void step by step.
"Coming out?"
In an instant, on Tianchuan Mountain, a famous sword cultivator raised his head suddenly, and looked at the figure that came out of the whirlpool.
The young sect master of the Haori Sword Sect on the deck of the flying boat instantly swelled with ecstasy on his face.
"Hahaha, baby, my baby is out!"