Boast!

As soon as the fiery fist and the fierce sword qi collided, it was like pouring oil on fire, and immediately burst out with a burst of dazzling light. The ground was shaved off a thick layer, and the dust that had just been raised was twisted into pieces by the intertwined fist strength and sword qi.

In the eruption of anger, the artistic conception of fire that burned people to death was suddenly suppressed by a will to extinguish everything, just like a fierce beast being choked by the throat and shattered.

"True meaning, have you understood the true meaning?"

The dust cleared, and Xiuqing's originally confident face became gloomy, gloomy, with a deep incredulity.

Shi Xiaole clearly comprehended the true meaning, and from the perspective of power, it was not as simple as ordinary true meaning, it should be a profound true meaning.

A kid in his twenties, who has cultivated to only the fourfold realm of the Spirit Gate, actually comprehends the profound true meaning, is God joking?

Especially thinking of himself, he has been practicing hard for decades, but he has been stuck at the apex of the artistic conception of fire, and he can't make an inch, Xiuqing's gloomy face is even more hideous, and he is crazy with jealousy.

"Block, block the strongest blow of the Fire Fist?"

The Ling Sword Sect Elder was stunned when he wanted to escape, and his tongue was knotted.

What did he see?

The punch just now, I'm afraid that with the strength of the head of the Ling Sword Sect, he may not be able to block it. Who the hell is that kid, he is even more amazing than Yang Feng.

"Compared to the extreme master of the Spirit Pass Realm, it's still a little worse. ”

Ignoring everyone's horror, Shi Xiaole shook his head secretly.

The ferocious true intent is indeed extremely powerful, but in real terms, Shi Xiaole's strength is still lower than Xiu Qing, and there are three reasons why it is a tie.

First, the ferocious true intent greatly suppressed the artistic conception of fire.

Second, the Red Fire Sword greatly increased Shi Xiaole's strength.

The third, and also a very deeply hidden point, is the fifteenth sword that kills.

At the beginning, the system rated the fifteen fatal swords as second-rate high-grade, but it should be noted that the fifteen fatal swords here refer to the fifteen life-killing swords before Yan Shisan's suicide.

The fifteenth sword, which has never shown a real edge, is an imperfect sword move.

Shi Xiaole was very suspicious that the complete fifteenth sword was not a second-rate top-grade sword move, but a first-class sword move.

At least by the time he perfected the fifteenth sword to seventy percent, the lethality had far surpassed that of most second-rate high-grade martial arts.

All in all, counting the Red Fire Sword, Shi Xiaole's current strength is already comparable to some Lingguan Realm extreme masters. If he was allowed to fight with the Moon Demon half a year ago, it would be impossible for him to be injured by the other party.

"Afterimage of the Flames, double kill with a punch!"

Being forced to level by a nobody, Xiu Qing was extremely unwilling, the artistic conception of fire and the intent of his fist were urged to the limit, his body was divided into five, and his fist smashed into Shi Xiaole like raindrops.

Shout.

Walking like flying, Shi Xiaole shuttled in his fists, sometimes his legs were violent, sometimes his sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and one after another fist shadows were shattered in the void, no matter how fast Xiuqing's fist was, it could never form an effective killing effect on Shi Xiaole.

On the contrary, it was Xiu Qing himself, who was injured by Shi Xiaole's sword qi several times, and with the assistance of Feng Shen's legs, Shi Xiaole's melee combat strength was so strong that Xiu Qing was shocked.

Laugh at!

Another sword.

"Damn it!"

Xiu Qing looked at his right arm, which was exposed to bones and drenched in blood, and was extremely angry: "You remember it for me!" turned around and wanted to leave.

If you continue to fight, your injuries will only get worse and worse. Fortunately, Xiu Qing obviously felt that Shi Xiaole's sword moves had become much weaker due to the limitations of his cultivation, and he couldn't kill himself either.

"Don't remember. ”

Two wisps of soul-dementoring breath emanated from Shi Xiaole's eyes. Xiu Qing's mind was white, and he had just reacted from his dizziness, and the next moment, his throat was pierced by Shi Xiaole's sword.

Soul Shifting Dafa, although it can't control Xiuqing for a long time, even if it's only for a moment, it's enough for Shi Xiaole to kill the other party.

Everyone in the Ling Sword Sect was dumbfounded.

The elder reacted the fastest, hurriedly greeted, led everyone forward, and asked, "Young man, don't you know Gao's name?"

With the fourfold cultivation of the Lingguan Realm, killing the extreme master of the Lingguan Realm, this young man's qualifications are simply unprecedented.

Shi Xiaole nodded faintly, showing a smile at Lu Lingxi in the crowd, and then flew away.

"This man is so haughty. ”

A young disciple couldn't help but say, his tone sour.

"Well, he must have seen that we were going to leave alone. ”

The elder of the Ling Sword Sect sighed helplessly, and suddenly remembered Shi Xiaole's actions just now, and asked Lu Lingxi, "Lingxi, you seem to know this magical boy?"

Everyone looked at Lu Lingxi, unable to hide their curiosity.

Lu Lingxi said: "I have nothing to do with the other party, how can I know each other?"

Shi Xiaole took away the hundred-year-old embryo, once his identity is exposed, I am afraid it will cause a lot of trouble.

The elders of the Ling Sword Sect stared at Lu Lingxi for a long time before he withdrew his gaze and snorted in his mouth, not saying that he believed it, nor did he say that he didn't believe it.

......

"Is this a century-old embryo?"

Looking at the red stone in his hand, which was only the size of an egg, Shi Xiaole couldn't help but be excited. From the stones, there was a continuous rush of extreme heat, fortunately, Shi Xiaole's internal strength was strong enough, otherwise he would have to be burned.

After getting the hundred-year-old embryo, Shi Xiaole walked all the way out of the Huoyun Mountain Range, and after returning to Huoyun City, he immediately transformed into an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

He came to the Huoyun Mountain Range, the biggest purpose was to find a good embryo and improve the quality of the Red Fire Sword, and now that he has obtained a century-old embryo that is rare in a hundred years, he is naturally about to start casting the sword.

Coming to the Huoyun Mountain Range again, after selecting for a long time, Shi Xiaole drilled into a volcanic crater with medium firepower.

The outside world, because of the birth of a century-old embryo, caused a huge stir, and inevitably brought out a young man with a mysterious origin.

However, apart from the top sect masters, not many people were looking for Shi Xiaole.

Jokes, even the Flame Fist Marquis is not an opponent, what are they going to do, looking for death?

Inside the crater.

Shi Xiaole beat the hundred-year-old embryo again and again with a special percussion method, and when the liquid essence appeared, he carefully poured it on the Red Fire Sword.

Laugh at!

The Red Fire Sword seemed to have spirituality, and the hundred-year-old embryo essence had just dripped on it, and it was immediately absorbed by it. It can be found that as the essence absorbed gradually increases, the sword body of the Red Fire Sword actually begins to change from silver-white to crimson.

One day.

Two days.

Soon, two months passed.

The essence of the hundred-year-old embryo was completely absorbed by the Red Fire Sword. At this moment, the body of the Red Fire Sword was red and crystalline, and when it turned, the blade of the sword flashed from time to time with a palpitating edge.

When the last step, quenching, was completed, an extremely dull roar came from the Red Fire Sword.

As usual, the bottom of the crater erupted magma again, and this time Shi Xiaole didn't dodge, and slashed out with his sword.

With a bang, a three-zhang long red dragon sword shadow rushed out of the red fire sword, twisting the sprinkled magma into smaller droplets, and instead scalded countless holes in the opposite rock wall.

"The power of the sword, on the basis of the original, has increased by two percent. ”

Shi Xiaole was overjoyed.

The Red Fire Sword was originally able to increase attack power by 30%, but now, it is even more exaggerated. There is no doubt that today's Red Fire Sword should be the top class of lower-grade spirit swords.

"It's not appropriate to call it the Red Fire Sword again, so let's call you, the Red Dragon Sword. ”

With the red dragon sword in hand, Shi Xiaole was ambitious.

In the past two months, in addition to the improvement of the quality of weapons, Shi Xiaole's own cultivation has also broken through from the early stage of the Lingguan Realm to the middle stage of the Lingguan Realm.

The overall strength has been improved again.

Without leaving the Huoyun Mountain Range in a hurry, Shi Xiaole took out the first-grade embryos and ten-year embryos he found from the system space, and began to cast other low-grade spirit swords.

He wants to use the process of forging a sword to comprehend the sword heart and increase his kendo heritage.

Kown, knot, knot.

The sound of striking iron day after day.

Those masters who shuttled through the Fire Cloud Mountain Range didn't know that in an ordinary volcanic crater, there was a person casting a low-grade spirit sword that they coveted.

Two months in a hurry, fleeting.

The high-grade embryo and the ten-year embryo are far less solid than the hundred-year-old embryo, so Shi Xiaole's efficiency has increased greatly, and when he runs out of these materials, three lower-grade spirit swords will be born.

During this time, Shi Xiaole put all his mind on the process of percussion, and every time he struck, it seemed that there was more or less inspiration for swordsmanship.

His sword heart realm seems to have surpassed Dacheng, and he is getting closer and closer to consummation.

Reflected in every move, when Shi Xiaole deliberately exudes momentum, a look is like a sharp sword, which is enough to make a martial artist with a slightly worse mind collapse.

As for strength, even if he didn't rely on the Red Dragon Sword, he was confident that he would fight with some of the Lingguan Realm extreme masters.

Picking up the newly cast three lower-grade spirit swords, Shi Xiaole tested the power one by one and found that the three had their own emphasis.

The slender one is the sharpest, the heavier one is full of momentum, and the third one is more balanced, not as sharp and imposing as the first two, but both.

"These three swords are like chicken ribs to me, they are of no great use, but they are better ......"

The thought turned in his mind, and Shi Xiaole quickly had a good idea. At that moment, he quietly left the Huoyun Mountain Range and came to the Lingjian Tower in Huoyun City.

"Your Excellency, what's the matter?"

Seeing that it was a sloppy middle-aged man covered in dirt, the Ling Jian Sect disciple frowned.

"I want to see your steward and talk about a deal. ”

Shi Xiaole said.

That Ling Sword Sect disciple subconsciously wanted to scold, but after all, he came from a famous and decent family, so he still held back his anger and said, "The elders have not been free recently, so your Excellency will come back next time." ”

Shaking his head, Shi Xiaole's body straightened and entered the second floor.

That Ling Sword Sect disciple only felt that his eyes were flickering, and then he looked around, how could there be Shi Xiaole's figure?

"Who are you, why did you trespass on my Ling Jian station?"

In the room on the second floor, an elder of the Ling Sword Sect saw Shi Xiaole, and his old face changed, revealing a look of vigilance.

"I have a low-grade spirit sword here, would you like to exchange it?"

Shi Xiaole took a sword from his back and threw it in front of the elder.

With a skeptical attitude, the elder pulled out his sword, and his expression suddenly froze, and his Adam's apple moved slightly: "It's really a low-grade spirit sword, and the texture is well preserved?"

"How?"

"Your Excellency, I am not the principal here, I need to inform the Great Elder, please wait. ”

Shi Xiaole clearly noticed that before the elder left, he glanced at the other two swords behind him, with a hint of treachery in his eyes.

Smiling, Shi Xiaole sat on the chair with a golden sword, not afraid of what tricks the Ling Sword Sect would play.