Fantasy: Quietly draw the sword 100,000 times, and come out of the mountain as the sword god

Huh…

The mountain wind blew Xu Tian’s long, pitch-black hair.

Xu Tian’s eyes flickered, and he kept thinking.

This was the first time he used the Nine Tribulations Sword, and its power was not bad. It killed two monks at the first level of the Golden Bridge Realm in seconds.

Although there is an element of Xu Tian’s state crushing in it, but this sword was just slashed by Xu Tian casually. It can have such power, and it can also prove that the Nine Tribulations Sword is indeed extraordinary.

As for the immobilization technique he used just now, it was a reward he got when he drew his sword a long time ago. It can immobilize people with a lower cultivation level than himself.

“I’m not afraid of thieves stealing, but I’m afraid of thieves thinking about it. In case there are long nights and dreams, we should just destroy the Moon Worship Sect.”

Concentrating his thoughts, Xu Tian said to himself, and immediately used the seven steps to step on the sky, and shot towards the direction of the Moon Worship Sect.

“Go back quickly!”

This time he killed the left and right protectors of the Moon Worship Sect, and he will definitely form a bond with the Moon Worship Sect, and he will never die!

The Lord of Worshiping the Moon will make a comeback sooner or later!

Instead of this, he might as well preemptively destroy the Moon Worship Sect, so as to save endless troubles in the future.

As for the Lord of Worshiping the Moon, he is not an unknown person. Xu Tian has also heard from others that his cultivation is in the middle of the Golden Bridge, which is on the same level as him.

Xu Tian is now holding the Nine Tribulations Sword, a great killer weapon, and has supernatural powers such as Sword Qi Rolling Dragon Wall, Crescent Moon Sky Chong, etc., if he still can’t kill someone who is in the same situation as him, then he will simply find a piece of land for himself Buried and pulled down.

Phew! !

As if shrinking into an inch, no one noticed Xu Tian’s departure. Xu Tian was thousands of miles away.

…

Inside the Changhe Sword Sect.

Until now, when he went up to the suzerain Zhuang Changhe and went down to nearly a thousand disciples, he came back to his senses.

next moment.

The entire Changhe Sword Sect is boiling!

“One sword in seconds! Oh my god, what did I see! Someone killed two Golden Bridge realms with one sword?!”

“Is the person who drew the sword just now the mysterious disciple of my Sword Sect? Too strong!!”

“Sigh softly, kill with a sword. Is this the demeanor of a boss? Kneel down!”

“Hahahaha, is our Changhe Sword Sect also a strong man at the Golden Bridge level? I don’t know why, but I feel like I’m getting stronger right away!”

“Although I don’t know who this boss is, I, Zhang Yidan, would like to call you the strongest of the Sword Sect!”

“I’m the one who doubted the identity of this strong man before. I’m going to find a cesspool for a dive right now!”

All the Changhe Sword Sect disciples were cheering.

The sense of joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe brought smiles to every disciple’s face.

The stone hanging in their throats finally fell.

Among them, the bright pearl of Saintess Zhuang had a pair of beautiful eyes glowing with splendor.

The more arrogant a person is, the more he worships the strong.

Naturally, Zhuang Mingzhu was no exception.

Originally, she still had dissatisfaction with Xu Tian and the desire to compete, but now, these thoughts have all turned into admiration.

“Brother, isn’t it really you?”

Zhao Wan’er was in a daze.

This time she observed carefully. Under the threat of extinction, almost all the disciples of the entire sect ran out.

but!

Only…Xu Tian is not here!

Zhao Wan’er let out a long breath, suddenly thought of something, and smiled freely.

“Forget it, it’s not important. I just need to know that Xu Tian is my senior brother.”

…

In the suzerain hall, Zhuang Changhe and the nine peak masters also let out a long breath, with joy on their faces.

Unexpectedly, this crisis was overcome in this way.

Not only was their Sword Sect all right, but the few of them also gained something when Xu Tian slashed out with that sword.

Everyone has improved a lot in the realm of kendo.

This is the power of sword intent.

For those with a strong sword intent, the random sword strikes, or even the sword marks left by a sword fall, all contain strong principles of swordsmanship.

As long as the sword cultivator goes to observe, according to the level of talent of each person, more or less can gain something.

It is precisely because of this that countless people are willing to kneel under the sword master’s door, even if they become an attendant.

What’s more, Xu Tian is not in the realm of sword intent, but the owner of the supreme sword heart!

“Zhao Ming! The one who made the move just now should be the mysterious man from a year ago, right? Didn’t you say that he is Shenhai Yae? This is obviously at least the middle section of the Golden Bridge, okay?”

Zhuang Changhe turned his head to look at Zhao Ming, and said with a strange expression.

This is Shenhai Eightfold?

Can your family’s Shenhai Yachong kill two Golden Bridge realms with one sword?

Zhao Ming nodded and said: “That’s right, the breath of the sword just now is exactly the same as the mysterious disciple who rescued me a year ago, it should be the same person.”

Having said that, Zhao Ming touched his nose, smiled wryly and continued:

“As for why this mysterious disciple suddenly became so strong, there should be two possibilities.

Either he hid his cultivation a year ago, or…for a year,He was promoted from the eighth layer of Shenhai to the middle section of the Golden Bridge! ”

After saying that, Zhao Ming shook his head. He didn’t even believe the second possibility.

In one year, it is as difficult as ascending to the ninth level of Shenhai from the eighth level of Shenhai.

Let alone the middle section of the Golden Bridge?

Impossible things are good!

“Okay, we can’t speculate on these.” Zhuang Changhe waved his hands indifferently, then cast a sideways glance at Zhao Ming and said, “Why do you still call him a disciple?”

“what?”

Zhao Ming was taken aback when he heard the words, scratched the back of his head and asked in doubt, “What’s that called?”

Zhuang Changhe flicked his sleeves, straightened his chest, and said loudly with a righteous face: “The one who has reached the level of cultivation is a teacher, so naturally he should be called senior!”

Zhao Ming was speechless.

Hey, that’s not what you said before. When people in the Divine Sea Realm are lower than you.

You call him a disciple!

Now that he is in the Jinqiao area, why don’t you immediately change your name to senior?

Also, can your voice be louder? Are you afraid that people won’t hear you?

Heh~tui!

Shameless! .