"Didn't he just go back to the bull B? Why did he go to sleep now?"

"I think, it's just that I can't understand the sword intent in the sword wall, so I choose to go to sleep!"

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"Hehe, this is the Holy Son of the Burning Heaven Immortal Sect!" Fang Jian sneered, with a look of disdain: "He is knowledgeable, and he knows that he can't comprehend the sword intent in the sword wall, so he chooses to give up!"

Not long after, I saw that Ling Wuchen and the others began to be filled with terrifying sword intent, this sword intent seemed to fall from the sky, even Shen Meng had a faint sword intent Hengsheng, of course, several of them had been ignored by everyone.

At this moment, the crowd thought that this sword intent was bursting out from the sword wall, and they all closed their eyes to understand, but in fact, they were all influenced by Ling Wuchen and the others, so they spied a little way.

As for Li Tian, who was still sleeping on the stone wall, he could even faintly hear the sound of snoring.

Three days later, Li Tian was still immersed in his dreams, sleeping there very conspicuously, because Li Tian was alone in that stone wall, Ruolan's eyes unconsciously swept Li Tian.

Sleeping quite deeply, Ruolan showed a look of disdain, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to come here to practice, but this kind of waste only sleeps here, it is really a waste of good years.

Thinking of this, Ruolan glanced at Fang Jian next to her, revealing a hint of admiration, she said: "Senior Brother Fang really deserves to be a genius in sword cultivation, you already have a wisp of imperial sword intent on your body, admire!"

Hearing this, Fang Jian opened his eyes, revealing a touch of pride, and said: "Senior sister, you don't praise me here, in fact, I am just a beginner, and I am still far from the emperor's sword intent, the sword intent in this stone wall is too terrifying, just like a sword, opening the sky!"

"Senior Brother Fang's beginner path is already very rare, such a talent will definitely shine at the King's Landing Banquet!" Ruolan said with a smile.

"Holy Son Donghuang is probably more profound than I understand!" Fang Jian's gaze looked ahead, only to see that Donghuang's body was already filled with terrifying sword intent, as if it had been transformed into a peerless sword, cold and terrifying.

Most of the Tianjiao in other directions were already permeated with sword intent, especially the sword intent permeated by the four of Cut, Qin Feng, Ye Mo, and Ouyang Feng was comparable to that of the Eastern Emperor.

If they knew that the reason why they were able to comprehend some of the sword intent in the sword wall was because they were influenced by Ling Wuchen, Ye Xuan and others, they didn't know how to feel.

At this moment, Shen Meng's beautiful eyes slowly opened, and he glanced at the stone wall: "This bastard is still sleeping? It's been three days, isn't it? Was this guy a pig in his last life?"

In the blink of an eye, another three days have passed.

In the past three days, the sword intent permeating everyone's bodies has become more and more terrifying, the sword intent on Fang Jian's body has flowed, and the sharpness is abnormal, and his eyes looked at Ruolan and the others and said, "How are you doing?"

"Some comprehension!" Liu Zihan smiled slightly: "But it's still a lot worse than my senior brother!"

"I also spied a trace of the doorway!" Ruolan smiled lightly, and Fang Jian sighed, although there are some doorways, but there is no time at all, if you give me another year, you will definitely be able to comprehend the emperor's sword intent here, but unfortunately, the trip to the god emperor realm is only in March!"

"Senior Brother Fang doesn't need to say that, maybe the opportunities in the rear are even more terrifying than here!" Ruolan said with a smile.

"That's what I said!" Fang Jian nodded, looked at the back of the Eastern Emperor, and continued: "The Holy Son is indeed worthy of the pride of the first day of our Xuantian Sect, the sword intent on his body is so terrifying, it is estimated that it will only take half a year to realize the imperial sword intent!"

On the other side, Ling Wuchen, Ye Xuan, Shen Meng, Ruoxi, Liao Yunfan and others had already opened their eyes at this time, and their breath was restrained, but there was no sword intent.

"How's it going?" Ye Xuan asked at Ling Wuchen.

"It's still a little close, you can go back and practice well, anyway, the poems are in your mind!" Ling Wuchen smiled slightly, and looked at Li Tiandao: "It's still fortunate that guy, a poem, was dismantled into a terrible imperial sword technique by that guy, that guy is really a demon!"

"Don't mention it, that guy has been sleeping for six or seven days, I really doubt that his talent for sleeping is even more terrifying than his talent for martial arts!"

"I agree!" Ruoxi also glanced at Li Tian with disdain, everyone else was comprehending the sword intent, this guy was good, he slept directly, and slept for six or seven days.

"Ruoxi, come here!" Ruolan snorted coldly, this sister is too disobedient.

Ruoxi showed a reluctant look and walked towards Ruolan.

At this moment, I saw Fang Jian's gaze looking towards the Eastern Emperor, and he said, "Holy Son, how about a discussion?" just so that I can try how strong the sword intent in the sword wall is!"

"Since you are interested, I should accompany you!" The Eastern Emperor smiled slightly, he was the Holy Son of the Xuantian Sect, so it was normal to guide the disciples in the sect, not to mention that Fang Jian was a natural sword cultivator, so he naturally had this interest.

"Holy Son, look at the sword!" The voice fell, and I saw a terrifying sword power diffusing from Fang Jian's body, faintly containing a wisp of imperial power, but it was still far from the power of the emperor.

Suddenly, I saw a terrible sword storm roaring up, and the ruthless sword light swept towards the Eastern Emperor, the Eastern Emperor showed a smile, the sword was killing, the Eastern Emperor's feet were a little ground, the sword intent was derived from the feet, and the sword was invisible.

Immediately after, the breath bloomed, blending into the terrifying storm of swords, turning into a terrifying sword blade and slashing towards the square sword in the air, a sword was invincible, terrifying to the extreme.

"It is worthy of the Holy Son!" Fang Jian snorted coldly, his eyes showed admiration, and then he saw the long sword in his hand draw a circle on the ground, and suddenly, endless sword light erupted, slashing towards the Eastern Emperor.

"You're not bad either!" Donghuang smiled slightly.

The others also showed shock when they saw this battle, these two people seemed to be which ancient sect Tianjiao, especially the one called Donghuang, his sword intent was so terrifying, and his understanding was so strong.

Just when the sword of Fang Jian came to kill in the sky, the Eastern Emperor stepped out, the sword qi was eternal, the sword roared in heaven and earth, and the crazy pressure came down, bang bang bang ~ Suddenly the sword rain that erupted from Fang Jian was all shattered in the void.

Such a scene made Ruoxi frown slightly: "Senior Brother Fang's swordsmanship is not right, he can obviously take advantage of the situation to rise and defeat the Holy Son of the Eastern Emperor!"

"What did you say?" Ruolan glanced at Ruoxi with contempt: "What are you talking about their battle?"

Hearing this, Ruoxi's eyes lowered and she didn't say anything more.

At this moment, there was a huge sword intent in the sky pressing towards Fang Jian, making Fang Jian snort and take two steps back, while the Eastern Emperor took a step forward, the sword intent was born, and continued to oppress, the sword light was extinguished invisibly, and after half a pillar of incense, Fang Jian was finally defeated.

At this time, Ruoxi raised his head and whispered: "Actually, Senior Brother Fang's sword intent is too flawed, if it is more perfect, even if he can't defeat the Holy Son, at least he can fight to a draw!"

(End of chapter)