Nanling thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be called the Endless Sea."

She stared at Chen Yu with a somewhat dull gaze, and from his reaction, she always felt that something was strange.

"Endless Sea...... Endless Sea ......" Chen Yu's eyebrows shrank slightly, he always felt that this name seemed to be heard of, and suddenly remembered, and said to himself: "Endless Sea, no wonder it is so familiar." ”

This was what he had learned in the Wan Pavilion before, and what he didn't expect was that there was actually a Dao source in the Endless Sea.

Noticing the slight change in Chen Yu's expression, Nan Ling Yi said suspiciously: "Senior brother, has something happened?"

Chen Yu shook his head and said, "It's okay."

For now, since he has not yet had the strength to seize the Dao Source, the two major sects have not been able to fight, and their strength can be imagined, so he will have a wave of strength first.

"Senior brother, tomorrow is the big competition of the sect, come on!" Nanling Yiyi made a cheering gesture, but she was a little entangled and worried in her heart, stared at Chen Yu, and said, "If you can't beat it then, you must admit defeat, junior brother."

Chen Yu nodded, he deeply understood this, he was very sorry for his life.

As soon as Nanling Yi left, Chen Yu returned to his room, and now he faintly felt that the second form of the Void Breaking Sword Technique was only one opportunity away from breaking through the third form, so he went to the back mountain again.

The night was hazy, and a dull and abrupt explosion of roar was heard, and in front of a back mountain, the space suddenly cracked, and it trembled.

"Finally it worked!" Looking up at the torn space in front of him, Chen Yu was full of joy, he had successfully reached the third form of the Void Breaking Sword Technique, Breaking the Void!

And on the top of a mountain not far away, Fang Chu, who was shocked by this scene, had a solemn expression, more surprise, what kind of sword trick is this?

Seeing the shocking scene just now, his heart was still shocked at the moment, you must know that the young man in front of him was only breaking the Yuan Realm, and he was still a sword cultivator.

Sword Repair!

Fang Chu's pupils shook, and his whole body trembled slightly, a swordsman under twenty, this ...... How is this possible?

How could such a strange and impossible thing happen! If he didn't really appear in front of him, even if he was killed, he would never believe it.

The figure trembled, Fang Chu disappeared in place, and when he appeared again, he had appeared in front of Chen Yu, his expression was shocked, his voice trembled slightly, and said, "Little guy...... You're actually a sword cultivator! ”

His voice trembled, his eyes widened, not in fear, but in an incomprehensible astonishment.

Chen Yu shook his head with a blank expression.

Seeing this reaction from the young man in front of him, Fang Chu categorically understood that he didn't know about it, and said with relief: "Do you know why I'm shocked because you are a sword cultivator."

Chen Yu shook his head, he really didn't know, but listening to the senior's words, there seemed to be some secret in it, and said, "Does the senior know something?"

Fang Chu smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly, this is news that everyone knows.

In this continent, there are many sword cultivators, but they are also very few, mostly because people who cultivate swords can be called them, but it is because the most basic and indispensable condition or process for becoming a sword cultivator is to reach the age of twenty.

And the young man in front of him looks like he is only about sixteen years old, but he is a sword cultivator, which is difficult for people not to guess in their hearts, and if they are meticulous, they are either the legendary snatchers or the pretenders.

The snatcher is tasteless, colorless, and breathless, obviously not, and the pretender is some powerful martial artist who has become a low-level martial artist, and he can't judge this.

"Little one, don't you really know?" Fang Chu was still a little stunned.

Chen Yu shook his head, with a bitterness in his heart, he really didn't know!

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he said helplessly: "Senior, what the hell is going on with sword cultivation, I really don't know!"

Fang Chu turned around and looked up at the night sky, his eyes were hazy, as if he remembered the past, and said slowly: "Little guy, do you know what the first step of this continent is to become a sword cultivator?" ...... It's not a talent you've had since childhood, it's not a hard practice, it's a turning point......"

Turning point?

Chen Yu shook his head.

Fang Chu continued: "That turning point is that you have a chance of becoming a sword cultivator only when you reach twenty, and the chance of being so small that it is almost cut off is also so small that it makes people despair, and you ...... Before he reached twenty, he became a swordsman, and he was still a great swordsman, and I have lived many years as an old man, and I have never heard of it. ”

If you turn around, you will find that Chen Yu's whole person is like a statue in place, stunned, at this moment, he finally knows why everyone is surprised and asks him if he is a sword cultivator!

However, he didn't think much about it before he came back to his senses, he knew that all this was the effect of the sword body, and he sighed lightly in his heart, this sword body was really against the sky!

Fang Chu turned around and stared at Chen Yu, not seeing a trace of surprise or shock from his moody, calm as watery expression, and then he didn't ask any more, after all, everyone has their own secrets.

Fang Chu patted his shoulder and smiled: "Little guy, I've worked hard these days, have a good night's rest tonight, and I'm going to participate in the big competition tomorrow."

Chen Yu nodded, then turned around and left.

Looking at the young man who was far away, Fang Chuyou's eyes that went deep into the deep pool released a trace of intense light, and now, he was still a little like a dream, he couldn't believe that after many years, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect would actually participate in the Zongfu Competition again.

It's been six years...... It's been six years......

Belong to one sect, the main hall.

A middle-aged man in a wide robe in a Xuanfu robe had sharp eyes, exuding a faint coercion, and his strength was even more unfathomable, he looked into the distance indifferently, this was the sect master of the Guiyi Sect.

At this moment, a man walked in.

"Hong Ru, will the Ten Thousand Swords Sect participate in the Great Competition this time?" Mo Li said lightly.

"Sect Master, the disciple has been defeated, and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has one more disciple in addition to Nanling Yiyi, and the disciple has no power to fight back at all." Hong Ru opened his mouth, but there was a kind of melancholy in his heart.

"Fighting back?" This sentence made Mo Li pause, he knew what level Hong Ru's strength was, if it was really as he said, then he could only let him participate in this big competition.

"Okay, I know, let's go down and practice hard! Don't let this affect your Dao heart. "Don't deviate.

When Hong Ru retreated, Mo Li's brows condensed slightly, and he ripped open the sleeve of his right arm, a terrifying scar was shocking, and his voice became low and cold, "Qin Jin, that sword back then, next time I will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces!" ”

The next day, on the tenth day, Chen Yu followed Fang Chu and Nanling Yiyi to participate in the general mansion competition.

In the past, the big competition was held in Changfeng City, and this year is the same, this is held every year, at first it was just to compete with the strength of various sects, but in recent years, it has become a place for some sects to fight.

The most visible ones are the Guiyi Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, which are well known to everyone.

Of course, the most anxious or annoyed among them is the Guiyi Sect, they don't want the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to participate in the Great Competition all the time.

And this time, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, which has not participated in the Great Competition for many years, suddenly participated, which will definitely cause quite a stir.

You must know that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has not participated in it for six years, and the biggest reason for this is the lack of disciples in the sect, and there are only a few people left.

Today's Changfeng City is extremely lively, except for some big families, that is, some people from sects or schools, they have already gone to the city square.

In the middle, a battle platform is set up, which is square, horizontal and vertical, extremely wide, and several stone pillars stand firmly on the edge of the platform, which is to prevent the aftermath of the battle from spreading to the surrounding areas.

There is a staircase in the north direction, and at the top are the three major sects, and the two universities, and down are some small sects or families.

As time passed, the stadium was already crowded with people, but their eyes were all staring into the distance.

"Did you say that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect would participate this year? This has not been seen for several sessions. ”

"Who knows? I heard that I will participate in this session, but I just heard the news from others, so I have to see if it is specific. ”

"Sect Master Mo, I haven't seen him for a year, and my strength is a little more sophisticated, and over time, I'm afraid even the old man will be out of reach." On the highest platform, an old man said with a smile.

Although he is an old man, he has black hair, a pair of half-squinted eyes that look bright, and his strength is as unfathomable as the deep sea.

This is one of the five elders of the Immortal Mansion, Wan Qiuhe.

Mo Li looked sideways, and his solemn and majestic expression immediately changed a lot of awe, and he replied with a smile: "It turned out to be Elder Wan, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Although he is the master of a sect, the face of the old man in front of him is naturally given, you must know that the strength of the two major sects is no less than that of the major sects, even if his strength is monstrous, but one person is limited after all.

Wan Qiu laughed and stopped talking, but his eyes fell not far away, as if waiting for something.

Mo Li is the same, he wants to see if the Ten Thousand Swords Sect comes today, dare to come, then he will naturally not show mercy, everyone knows that the two sides are already in an endless situation.

"Look, the people from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are here."

A roaring exclamation broke through the noisy crowd, and there was an instant silence, and the eyes looked not far away.

Naturally, they didn't know the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but Nanling Yiyi was the disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and most of the disciples knew it in their hearts, and when they gradually appeared in everyone's field of vision, the crowd suddenly boiled.

Some people think that this Ten Thousand Swords Sect is coming to die again, and some people are optimistic about the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, after all, it is impossible to precipitate for many years without a little improvement.

And Chen Yu has also attracted the attention and curiosity of many people, and some people are secretly speculating in their hearts.

"Who is that young man, and why have I never seen him before?" One person in the crowd was surprised, you know, because of what happened a few years ago, basically no one joined the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, even if it was the three major sects, no one was willing to risk their lives.

"This young man's breath can't even be seen through me, when did the Ten Thousand Swords Sect recruit such a young man, but just the two of them came to participate in the big competition, presumably they can't make any waves, and when the time comes, between them and the Guiyi Sect, there will be a lively look this year." Another humane.

"Maybe he just came to be a passerby, I feel sorry for him, I'm afraid I won't live today."

On the high platform, the moment the Ten Thousand Swords Sect appeared, Mo Li's fists were clenched tightly, and a pair of eyes as sharp as eagles stared at the few people who gradually came.

"If you really dare to come, I will let you have no return today." Mo was cold in the middle, and his face was not a little wavery.