"Wow", the audience was surprised one after another.

Wang Yuntao is a sword cultivator in the Tongtian Realm, and the least of those who dare to challenge on the stage are cultivators in the Earth Immortal Realm, and everyone is inevitably amazed when they see that Yang Xiaotian is young, at most fifteen or sixteen years old.

Yan Chixia came to the field, talking and laughing with a few teenagers, Wang Yuntao had already realized it, and at this time he looked at the young man holding the red glow, and secretly said in his heart: The teenager mentioned by Uncle Yan turned out to be him!

It is not easy to make Yan Chixia a young man with blue eyes, but if Wang Yuntao believes that the young man in front of him is a sword cultivator above the earth fairyland, he can't do it.

Wang Yuntao's right hand heavy sword was raised.

The monstrous sword intent surging forward, and the squeezing young man was breathless.

Just like a hundred beasts encountering a heavenly dragon, the invisible coercion across several realms made the young man want to admit defeat at the moment.

"Unstoppable, a sword stabs out!" Yan Chixia's voice sounded in Yang Xiaotian's heart, and the young man's fingers moved slightly.

When a thought arises, thousands of rivers and mountains, a thought disappears, and the vicissitudes of life.

The divine soldier Chixia gave birth to a sense, and the red light flashed.

The young man didn't have any moves, his hands flickered, and Chixia took off his hand and stabbed at Wang Yuntao.

Wang Yuntao raised his sword to block, Chixia turned back and crashed into Yang Xiaotian, and the strong impact force made the young man fall heavily on the stage.

The audience booed.

"It turns out that it's just a god realm, and I dare to come to power like this, I'm really not afraid of death!"

Maybe he was thinking that Wang Yuntao would have a few fights in a row, and he would have an opportunity to take advantage of it. ”

"Haha, even if he fights ten more battles, it's not something he can match with a god realm. ”

Concubine Liu stomped her feet angrily and glared fiercely at the person who spoke.

Yang Xiaotian turned a deaf ear to the cynicism of the audience, got up and adjusted a few breaths, and continued to wave the red glow to stab.

Wang Yuntao raised his hand and waved, and the young man was knocked to the ground by the flying sword that flew back upside down.

Snow dancing wild sand, high mountains and flowing water, gods and Buddhas, just a sword, the young man got up and fought again.

Repeated like this dozens of times, the speed of the teenager getting up is getting slower and slower, and there is no ridicule in the audience, replaced by encouragement, although the realm of the teenager is not high, but this tenacity makes everyone present admire.

Concubine Liu tugged at Yan Chixia's sleeve and said, "Senior Yan, forget it, tell Brother Yang to come down!"

Yan Chixia shook his head and said, "With the robe on your body, you can't die." ”

Concubine Liu said anxiously: "But it's not a way to go on like this, aren't you afraid that Brother Yang will be frustrated again and again, and the heart of cultivation will be damaged, and the avenue will be hurt at all?"

Yan Chixia still shook his head.

Concubine Liu stomped her feet angrily and looked at the stage, and was about to shout Yang Xiaotian to admit defeat and step down, but found him sitting cross-legged on the stage.

"What's wrong with Brother Yang?" the girl looked at Yan Chixia nervously.

On the stage, Yang Xiaotian suddenly had a golden light all over his body.

Liu Feixu said thoughtfully: "Could it be?"

Yan Chixia nodded.

Liu Feixu said with a smile: "Good boy, you actually broke through the realm at this time. ”

The golden light became thicker and thicker, wrapping Yang Xiaotian's whole person inside, dragging the young man into the air.

Everyone in the audience looked at it, and the young man's whole body was full of golden light, like a fairy.

With a soft sound of "pop", the spring grass sprouts, the flowers bloom, and the teenager successfully breaks through the realm and enters the virtual reality.

The young man fell gently, his long sword was across his chest, and said, "Wang Daxia, please advise!"

Wang Yuntao was about to say: Forget it, even if you break through the realm, you are not my opponent.

Suddenly, Yan Chixia's voice came to his ears, and he knew that it was Uncle Shi who transmitted the voice to him, so he listened carefully to Uncle Shi's instructions: Boss, this young man's realm has improved too fast recently, and he needs to be tempered well.

The so-called virtual realm, virtual reality, real reality and virtual reality, this realm is real or virtual, it is particularly important for the level of the realm of the earth fairyland behind it, and the realm of the virtual reality is broken, even if it is the later land fairyland, it can only be a pseudo-fairyland, but if someone helps to make it real, it is the real land fairyland.

Wang Yuntao greeted Yan Chixia and understood, and looked at Yang Xiaotian: "Let's take out the sword!"

There was a wind blowing, blowing Yang Xiaotian's clothes and hunting.

The young man raised his sword to the sky, the sword intent was pervasive, and the sword aura attacked people.

In the mountains behind Bixia Peak, how many days and nights, the young man practiced swords tens of thousands of times.

How many times night and day, how many times to swing the sword, turned into a sword.

The young man even brought a sword, stabbed out with a sword, and the eight-rank martial arts was exerted to the extreme, bursting out with an astonishing speed, and instantly came to Wang Yuntao's body, his right hand Chixia stabbed Wang Yuntao's shoulder, and his left hand clenched his fist and smashed into his chest.

With a loud bang, Yang Xiaotian took a few steps backwards, Chixia fell down, and his left fist turned red.

As soon as Yang Xiaotian's sword tip fist touched Wang Yuntao's body, the huge rebound force hit him, and he couldn't bear it for a while, and he fell backwards to unload the impact force.

It turns out that no matter how many days and nights, how many times you practice the sword, in the face of the gap in the realm, it is in vain!

The boy bowed his head and looked sad.

Seeing the young man hesitate, Wang Yuntao opened his mouth and sneered: "What, haven't you eaten today? It's like tickling on me, what use do you say?"

Entrusted by Yan Chixia, Wang Yuntao tried every means to arouse the blood of the teenager, in addition to tempering the realm of the teenager, he also wanted to temper the mind of the teenager.

On the road of repair, it is difficult and dangerous, and the cultivation of the mind is the most important, and when you encounter obstacles, you will lose the heart to move forward, and you will not be able to go far on the long road in the future.

Yang Xiaotian's face was cold, and after a burst of sharp pain, his left fist was numb and gradually lost consciousness. The young man was still indomitable, stood up Chixia, ran forward, and stabbed Wang Yuntao in the chest with a sword.

Wang Yuntao raised his heavy sword, the wind and sand rose, the wind carried the wild sand, and the torrential rain smashed on Yang Xiaotian's body, knocking the young man to the ground.

Yang Xiaotian gritted his teeth, stood up with his sword, and the severe pain all over his body seemed to be cracking.

Wang Yuntao saw that Yang Xiaotian could still stand up, and knew that what Yan Chixia said was true, and the young man was indeed wearing a talisman robe. His sword just now had already used six points of strength, if it weren't for the robes to protect his body, the young man would have fallen to the ground at this time.

Wang Yuntao continued to mock: "What, are you afraid? I advise you to get off the stage as soon as possible, and don't be embarrassed again!"

Liu Feixu and Li Mu watched below, and they couldn't bear it.

Liu Feiyi shouted even more urgently: "Brother Yang, forget it, come down." ”

Yan Chixia was still indifferent, and watched coldly how the young man decided.

Yang Xiaotian didn't say a word, hung his left hand, took difficult steps, and moved forward with his sword.

This time, Wang Yuntao did not hit the boy with a sword again. The heavy sword came to the young man, sword after sword, and smashed on the young man's body continuously.

Whenever the sword left the boy's body, the high-raised heavy sword would bring up a cloud of water vapor, as if something had been pulled away from the boy's body.

Yang Xiaotian felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and he didn't even have the strength to dodge, he only felt more and more sleepy, and his eyes couldn't open, and he just wanted to fall asleep like this.

Suddenly, Yan Chixia's voice sounded in his ears: "Only by suffering hardship can you become a master." The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, and empty their bodies. On the way to cultivate, the spirit and spirit are the most important, if you can't resist this level, you will be discouraged, how can you still do the Great Sword Immortal. ”

The young man was empowered, his eyes flashed with determination, and he drank vigorously: "Come on, come more violently, the master can resist." ”

Lifting the Chixia Sword in his right hand, he didn't care about any moves, and stabbed out with a sword.

With an understatement, Wang Yuntao flew the red glow upward, and the heavy sword did not stop, still smashing on the young man's body without stopping.

Yang Xiaotian's robe was covered with blood stains, and the young man gritted his teeth and stood proudly.

Everyone watching the battle couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and Liu Feiyi was even more crying.

Seeing that Yang Xiaotian was about to be stoned to death by the heavy sword, suddenly a loud bang broke out on the young man's body, which shook the martial arts platform, and then thousands of rays of light burst out of the young man's body and soared into the sky.

Wang Yunxiao withdrew his heavy sword, stood with his sword down, and said with a smile on his chin: "Congratulations to the young man on the completion of the virtual reality!"

The young man was blessed to his heart, understood Wang Yuntao's hard work, bowed down and said: "Thank you Wang Daxia for your love!"

Yan Chixia laughed out loud.

Concubine Liu was still crying with pear blossoms and rain just now, and at this time she turned from sadness to joy and tears to joy.