"Senior brother, we don't have much time left, I always feel that soon, the five major sects will come to the door, right now, I have to let you speed up the learning of this Xuantian Nine Swords First Form, this process will be very painful, are you willing to bear it?"

Lu Chen's eyes showed determination, and he nodded without hesitation.

"Good!" the old man's eyes showed appreciation.

The old man took a deep breath, turned his hands into palms, and pressed them on Lu Chen's back.

In the blink of an eye, the spiritual power in the old man's body frantically poured into Lu Chen's body.

At this moment, the spiritual power in Lu Chen's body skyrocketed to an incredible extent, but the pain caused by this forcible infusion was not something ordinary people could bear.

With the influx of spiritual power, Lu Chen's clothes were immediately wet with sweat, making Lu Chen's face look distorted, and a low roar came out of his mouth, at this moment, he was experiencing an unimaginable pain.

Time passed slowly, Lu Chen's low roar became louder and louder, and in the end, Lu Chen's whole body was bulging, and bursts of roars came out of his mouth, and at the same time, the spiritual power in his body became more and more.

At this moment, in the entire Ten Thousand Swords Cliff, all of them could clearly hear this painful roar.

Lu Chen knew that he had to concentrate his central spirit to continuously operate these huge spiritual powers that were frantically pouring in, so that they could continue to condense the sword body, otherwise, everything the old man had just done would be wasted.

The old man is also helpless, the attack of foreign enemies is imminent, if he can't help Lu Chen gain a firm foothold in the sect as soon as possible, then, for the Spirit Sword Sect, it will really be a situation of internal and external troubles.

The intense pain made Lu Chen couldn't help but tremble all over his body, and he shouted an earth-shattering roar from his mouth.

At this moment, the spiritual power in Lu Chen's body has reached the limit that he can accept, and it is no exaggeration to say that if the old man continues to pass on the spiritual power to him, his body will immediately explode.

The old man also sensed that Lu Chen's limit had come, and stopped the infusion of spiritual power.

The spiritual power in the old man's body was almost half depleted, his face was pale, and he was out of breath, but he looked at Lu Chen in front of him, his eyes were full of expectation, how much he hoped that Lu Chen could create a miracle.

In this way, even if he dies soon, he will be able to smile at Jiuquan.

Lu Chen's whole body spiritual power erupted wildly outside his body in a roar, only to see him raise his right hand and point forward.

The old man clenched his fists, nervous to the extreme, he knew that few people could endure this kind of pain and use this to learn the first form of the Xuantian Nine Swords.

The old man sighed secretly in his heart, "Senior brother, maybe my requirements for you are a little too high, after all, you are just a mid-tribulation monk!"

"Xuantian Nine Swords First Style, up!" Lu Chen's eyes showed confidence and he roared!

Immediately, the spiritual power in his body gushed out wildly, followed the fingers of his right hand, and went straight to the front of the cliff.

A sword roar shook the earth, and a hundred sword bodies slowly condensed out.

Immediately afterwards, the hundred sword bodies rotated autonomously, and when they rotated at high speed, they turned into afterimages.

Lu Chen's body was suspended in the air, surrounded by the hundred sword bodies, and the sword light was diffused as it rotated, turning into bursts of sword roars that filled the Ten Thousand Sword Cliff, echoing in the sky above the entire Spirit Sword Sect.

At this moment, in Lu Chen's eyes, there were only these hundred sword bodies left, he kept pinching the tricks with both hands, and one after another sword tricks flew out, quickly drilling into the body of the hundred swords, and the crisp sound of the sword echoed through the heavens and the earth again, continuously, making everyone in the Lingyun Sect hear it clearly.

The tearing pain in Lu Chen's body still existed, and his body was infused with several times the spiritual power, and the pain could be imagined.

The first form of the Xuantian Nine Swords is to use the spiritual power in the monk's body to continuously compress it, and finally condense the hundred sword bodies into ten spirit swords.

The sharp pain in his body made Lu Chen's whole body drenched in cold sweat, and under the gritting of his teeth, he raised his right hand in the struggle, and kept pumping spiritual power into the sword body.

"Condensation!"

As Lu Chen pointed out, a majestic spiritual power poured in from Lu Chen's body, surrounding him, and as soon as this spiritual power appeared, it was immediately absorbed by the nearest ten sword bodies.

The sound of the sword roar in the Ten Thousand Swords Cliff was almost at its peak, and it spread frantically in all directions.

A spirit sword was successfully condensed, and Lu Chen's eyes showed a hint of joy.

Then, the spiritual power in Lu Chen's body was running at full speed, and there was a tearing sensation in his body again, and Lu Chen roared angrily towards the sky.

Roar!

In this roar, Lu Chen's spiritual light flickered outside his body, and the spiritual power in his body was guided, and he frantically drilled into the other ten sword bodies.

The old man not far away looked at Lu Chen intently, his expression showed expectation, he was ready, once Lu Chen could not complete the first form and was attacked by the supernatural powers, he would take action as soon as possible to protect Lu Chen's heart.

"Rank Patriarch, if you have a spirit in the sky, please protect your junior brother to survive this calamity!" the old man said silently in his heart.

Lu Chen's eyes showed a hint of determination, today, no matter what, he had to refine the first form of the Xuantian Nine Swords.

As soon as the aftermath of Lu Chen's angry roar disappeared, ten sword bodies were once again successfully condensed into a spirit sword.

Lu Chen exhaled deeply, his right hand towards his eyebrows, and the spiritual power in his body burst out again.

The third spirit sword, the fourth spirit sword, the fifth spirit sword!

A total of three spirit swords were condensed by Lu Chen almost at the same time, and at this moment, the sword roared earth-shattering, echoing throughout the sky.

The pupils of the old man's eyes on the side shrank fiercely, and the five spirit swords, Lu Chen had already completed half of them.

"The cultivation of the junior disciple does not transition to the mid-tribulation realm, and if you can do this step, in addition to your understanding, the opportunity is also really profound!"

Lu Chen raised his right hand and slapped it on his chest, instantly spitting out a large mouthful of essence blood.

At the same time, the spiritual power in Lu Chen's body rushed out, enveloping this essence blood, and quickly merged into the remaining fifty sword bodies.

At this moment, Lu Chen had a feeling as if he had incarnated into a spirit sword, constantly exuding fierce sword intent from the inside out.

Those fifty sword bodies, under the control of Lu Chen's Ling Tian Sword Intent, were constantly refined.

At this moment, Lu Chen didn't know that one by one the Spirit Sword Sect cultivators had stopped cultivating.

On the peak of the mountain where the Spirit Sword Sect Sect Master Li Taiqing was located, he opened his eyes from meditating on his knees, his divine sense was emanated, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he sighed, "Senior Uncle Ancestor's talent is really against the sky!"

In a cave mansion, the two were exchanging cultivation experiences, it was the Great Elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, Zhuo Yucheng, and the Third Elder Deng Xinhou, the two of them glanced at each other, "The sword in the Ten Thousand Sword Cliff has been roaring continuously in the past few months, especially today...... , could it be that Lu Chen, he really practiced the Xuantian Nine Swords?"

On another mountain peak of the Spirit Sword Sect, Ni Jingjing walked out of the attic, her expression showed a strange glow, staring at the sky, and muttering to herself, "I really didn't expect that he really succeeded!"

Ni Jingjing has never admired a person so much since she cultivated, and her mood actually rippled at this moment.

At the bottom of the Ten Thousand Swords Cliff, Lu Chen's expression showed a hint of excitement, and he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "Xuantian Nine Swords First Style, I finally succeeded!"

In front of him, ten spirit swords were silently suspended.

At this moment, the entire Spirit Sword Sect, a domineering sword intent rushed into the sky, and sharp sword light filled the Spirit Sword Sect in an instant.

At this moment, on the entire Ten Thousand Swords Cliff face, the sword intent contained in the engraved sword words exploded together!

At this moment, the spirit swords on the bodies of the entire Spirit Sword Sect automatically flew out, and they all made a sound of sword roar in the direction of the Ten Thousand Sword Cliff.

At this moment, the entire Spirit Sword Sect cultivators looked up in the direction of the Ten Thousand Sword Cliff, with a look of shock on their faces.

A moment later, ten sparkling spirit swords appeared on the opposite side of the Ten Thousand Swords Cliff.

Lu Chen let out a long roar, turned his fingers into a sword, and a little forward, the ten spirit swords suddenly rushed towards the cliff face, and carved a sword word on it.

This sword character is unique, encompassing Lu Chen's understanding of sword intent.

"The first form of the Xuantian Nine Swords has become!" The old man's expression showed relief and excitement!

Lu Chen's talent in the way of the sword made the old man see the rise of a peerless sword cultivator.

The entire Spirit Sword Sect, at this moment, was boiling, most of these people were smiling with surprise and excited, but there were also a few people whose faces were cloudy.

Among them, there is a middle-aged man, this person's name is Ren Hao, who looks like he is about forty years old, and his cultivation has reached the peak realm of the Great Perfection of the Tribulation.

Beside him, there stood two men of the same grade, just like Ren Hao, who were the protectors of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Behind these people, there were two old men, the Great Elder and the Third Elder, staring expressionlessly in the direction of the Ten Thousand Swords Cliff.

"Xuantian Nine Swords First Style...... So what! Senior Brother Mo Li, Senior Brother Ying Hu, what do you two think?"

When Mo Li and Ying Hu heard this, they fell silent at the moment.

"Senior Brother Ren, I heard from Senior Brother Zhao Wenwei that Lu Chen killed the two elders of the Imperial Beast Gate and the Wind Thunder Palace...... Therefore, I will never provoke this Lu Chen!" said Ying Hu categorically.

Although Ying Hu looked like a rough man, his mind was extremely delicate, and he decided that Ren Hao wanted to challenge Lu Chen, but he was too self-conscious.

And that Ren Hao showed a disdainful expression, he was already a high-minded and arrogant person, and his qualifications were still above Mo Li and Ying Hu, for Lu Chen, after the ancestor announced that he had become an elder of the Taishang, Ren Hao was the first to express his disbelief.

Mo Li, one of the three, was silent for a moment, and also shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Ren, my strength is much worse than yours, I don't think I'm his opponent, and I ask Senior Brother for your understanding!"

When Ren Hao heard this, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Great Elder Zhuo Yucheng opened his mouth and said, "Ren Protector, do you have the confidence to defeat Lu Chen?"

Ren Hao arched his hand and said, "Great Elder, although that Lu Chen has learned the first form of the Xuantian Nine Swords, my Ren Hao's fate is not weaker than him, I have a set of sword formations in my hand, even if I can't win him, it is enough to have a draw with him." ”

Third Elder Deng Xinhou said with a smile, "Ren Protector, if nothing happens, tomorrow will be the grand ceremony of Lu Chen's appointment as the Supreme Elder, you can challenge him openly, whether you can challenge him successfully depends on your creation!"

Ren Hao arched his hand and said, "Third Elder, don't worry, I will do my best!"

The Great Elder and the Third Elder were not aimed at Lu Chen himself, but in the eyes of the two of them, it was too hasty for the Ancestor to let Lu Chen serve as the Supreme Elder of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Although the Spirit Sword Sect is not as good as the five major sects in the Spirit Realm, it is also a first-class sect that has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years.

No matter which sect it is, it is impossible to let a young man in the middle of the tribulation serve as the Supreme Elder, this is simply a fantasy.