Fairy King Dad

"This body is simply too powerful."

Su Chen was shocked.

Having experienced the cultivation experience in Immortal Land, he knew very well the significance of the energy in a middle-aged man's body.

With such energy, it is easy to smash a mountain with one palm.

Being able to have such means in the void of reality.

It only explains one thing:

They have the opportunity to have the means in the real void that they can use in the fairy land.

With the thoughts of middle-aged people.

Su Chen had a very strange feeling.

He could feel the scenery of vast mountains and rivers beneath the snow-capped mountains.

He could see a mosquito dozens of miles away.

"The weather is cold, minus 39 degrees, wind speed 4.3, southeast wind..."

The body's perception of the environment is extremely keen.

Su Chen felt very comfortable, as if heaven and man were one!

"I am possessing the body of a master who once existed."

"Experience is valuable."

Su Chen can sense everything, but cannot control his body.

This made him understand that what he was experiencing was a mirror image, like a video, but it was as realistic as if he had experienced it himself.

brush!

There are two long knives hanging on both sides of the middle-aged man's waist.

I saw him quickly pull out the long knife with both hands.

He crossed his arms forward and swept forward. Two streams of light, one up and one down, flashed quickly, as if cutting out two air waves, and then he closed the knife.

Just the action of drawing the sword brought out an extremely terrifying aura.

Su Chen's heart was trembling.

"So strong!"

There are only these two words in my heart.

The next second.

The middle-aged man drew his sword again and put it away again.

Repeatedly.

It was like he was training every day, constantly drawing and sheathing the sword, tirelessly.

About two hours passed.

A spaceship in the shape of a mountain came to the sky.

The cabin door opened, and a man with long hair and pointed ears came quickly from above.

Nearby, the long-haired man bowed and spoke the language that Su Chen heard for the first time, but Su Chen understood it despite being possessed by the strong man.

"Uncle Third, you shouldn't be training, your body..." The long-haired man looked bitter: "You should rest."

"I know my body." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Sword skills must be in constant contact. I have practiced this action of drawing the sword countless times, but I can still learn new things if I train often. ”

"The art of double swords may be ethereal or sharp, with variable speeds and varied moves, but it is nothing more than the cooperation of both hands, picking, stabbing, slicing, crossing, chopping, slashing, horizontal strokes, and downward thrusts. The hands do different things. Movements: forward left and right, backward left and right, forward left and right, up left and right down..."

Accompanied by the voices of middle-aged people.

He showed young people his unparalleled sword skills.

At this moment, the long-haired man didn't care to be comforted. He widened his eyes and watched carefully, even without blinking, not wanting to miss any scene.

And Su Chen, possessing the middle-aged man's body, felt the smooth movements,

A set of double-sword style movements, fully displayed.

The movements are simple and unpretentious, but full of natural rhythm, as if they blend in between heaven and earth.

Su Chen could even feel that if a middle-aged man explodes the energy in his body, his simple moves can unleash devastating power.

The body of the middle-aged man seemed to be burning with fire, very hot and dry.

The two swords are as smooth as water.

Su Chen quickly indulged in this wonderful time.

More than half an hour later.

The middle-aged man stopped his movements, exhaled a long breath, and said calmly:

"My injury has not healed, but the ten-year appointment has arrived. My battle with Xunyu Tower must be carried out on time."

"Why can't we fight in the virtual universe?" The long-haired man advised: "Uncle Third, fighting in reality is too dangerous."

"It doesn't matter."

The middle-aged man said expressionlessly: "This battle cannot be avoided. The real battle was originally proposed by me. I know that if something happens to me, the family status will plummet. The clan members are not willing to take risks, but some Things must be done, and completing this battle is the meaning of my life.”

"Third uncle, can't we wait for you to recover from your injuries and fight?" the long-haired man asked again.

"I can't wait anymore." The middle-aged man shook his head: "When you go back, tell your people not to be greedy for status and power. While power brings them rights and interests, it also brings hidden dangers. All things in the world are interdependent. There is no absolute invincibility, and there is no eternal power.”

"Go back."

The middle-aged man looked towards the horizon in the distance and whispered softly: "Xunyu Tower is already here."

"Third uncle!"

The long-haired man's eyes were red.

"go back!"

The middle-aged man's tone was a bit harsh.

"Yes." The long-haired man cupped his hands, and the Frisbee under his feet slowly rose.

The middle-aged man looked at the silver light flying quickly towards the horizon in the distance.

He whispered softly:

"I was born in the beginning of troubled times and rose up in the twilight years."

"I led my planet to reach level five civilization."

"I don't have any regrets anymore. I can't stand without breaking!"

"If I can't break through this battle, then I'll sleep here forever."

The mental state of middle-aged people is very ethereal.

He achieved absolute calm.

Watching the silver streamer approaching faintly.

Then, a person stepped directly down from it.

He stood on top of the snow-capped mountains.

"Xun Yulou, you are finally here." The middle-aged man said calmly.

"Xiu Long, you shouldn't have fought with me to complete the ten-year agreement." Xun Yulou sneered: "Ten years ago, you and I were both level 93, but in ten years, I have reached level 101. The good fortune of heaven and earth I got is not as simple as you think."

Swish!

A black long stick appeared in Xun Yulou's hand.

The stick was five meters and two meters long and looked very heavy.

"Level is not everything, burst and skills are the basis for determining victory or defeat."

Xiulong slowly drew out his two swords, pointed forward, and was full of strength, ready to go.

"Hahaha, before crossing level 100, I thought like you, but now... let me tell you how big the gap in levels is."

Boom!

Xun Yulou rushed forward, his body speed was so fast that a sonic boom formed directly around his body.

The two of them fought together, and every move was fatal.

The top of the snow mountain fell apart, huge rocks flew across, and muffled sounds continued.

Xiu Long, a master of double-blade style, is like a bloody war god.

He seemed to be bathed in flames, his double-blade slashed through the void, shooting out streams of light one after another, and even tore the void apart.

And Xun Yu Lou's black stick seemed to weigh tens of millions of pounds. Every time it was swung, it would distort the space and its power was terrifying.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the two fought a hundred times.

Xiu Long's double-blade was fierce and sharp.

But facing the more arrogant Xun Yu Lou, Xiu Long kept retreating, and a trace of blood gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The internal injuries broke out, which put Xiu Long in a desperate situation.

"No destruction, no construction!"

Xiu Long has an extremely strong will.

"If I break through, I can kill Xun Yu Lou!"

At this moment, Xiu Long's eyes and heart were only double-blade, and every one of his movements suddenly changed, as if filled with the rhythm of musical notes.

Every collision of moves brought a strong shock wave.

Bang bang bang...

Gradually, Xiu Long seemed to have a kind of enlightenment.

He was going to break through.

But Su Chen could not feel this kind of enlightenment. What he could feel was Xiu Long's physical condition and mental will.

Even the movements and moves, Su Chen did not feel very clearly.

"The mystery is too deep."

"I can't understand this battle at all."

"The gap is too big."

Su Chen began to have a headache.

But he still watched carefully. This level of battle should not be missed.

"Kill!"

"Attack, attack continuously!"

Xiu Long's combat awareness was too terrifying.

His burst of skills and moves were so strong that they were suffocating.

But the opposite Xunyu Tower was a 101-level warrior.

His sticks and moves were open and closed, and the power of the burst could always resist and suppress Xiu Long.

One minute, two minutes...

The white-hot battle lasted for five minutes and fifty-six seconds.

At the last moment.

Xiu Long's mental will became more and more crazy.

He ignored his injuries and fought madly with the opponent. Finally, he broke through!

But his vitality was already burning.

At the end of his life.

Xiu Long closed his eyes. In his mind, there was only one action and one sound.

Clang!

It was the ethereal sound of drawing a sword.

Xiu Long sheathed the sword.

He quietly waited for Xun Yu Lou to arrive.

The last moment.

It was the sword-drawing slash that Xiu Long was extremely familiar with.

A flash of light illuminated the sky.

Xun Yu Lou fell down.

But Xiu Long, a strong man with two swords, leaned on his two swords and stabbed them into the ground.

He looked forward, looking at Xun Yu Lou's body, Xiu Long whispered softly:

"I said, burst and skills will determine the outcome."

After saying this, Xiu Long looked at the sun and died standing.

This battle caused the thousands of meters high snow mountain to collapse by half.

The battle ended, and the whole world began to dissipate.

Su Chen's consciousness left Xiu Long's body.

He returned to the white room of the martial arts hall.

Su Chen closed his eyes.

There was only one action in his mind: drawing a sword!

"What will it be like when this action is practiced billions of times?"

Su Chen opened his eyes:

"Dual Sword School, Xiu Long."

Su Chen quickly chose a weapon.

Zheng!

His hands flowed forward and began to practice drawing the sword.

"No, the action is stiff."

"My action is too soft."

"I can't find that feeling."

"Senior Xiu Long's action is very natural."

"Draw the sword, draw the sword..."

Su Chen kept practicing.

He forgot the time.

Until he was reminded by the system:

"It's 4:45 in the afternoon in the real world. You have been playing the game for six and a half hours. You need to rest and eat."

Hearing this reminder, Su Chen, who was very satisfied with the practice, stopped the action.

After the game ended, his consciousness returned to reality.

Very energetic, it felt like taking a nap.

After a few minutes, Ye Qingning and Luo Luo also took off their helmets.

"It's so cool!"

"Dad."

Lolo shouted excitedly: "The virtual game is so cool. I am bullying people in the game. It's so cool!"