God of Defiance

"stop!"

Just when Chu Tian was about to make a move, a scream suddenly came from deeper inside!

The moment the scolding sound came out, a beautiful figure in purple appeared in front of Chu Tian very quickly, and immediately a loud and shocking scream resounded!

"ah!"

A scream suddenly came out!

Kick, kick, kick!

Nie Feng, who was extremely arrogant just now, shouting at Chu Tian to kill him, actually took several steps back, and a faint bloody scar appeared on his chest.

After Nie Feng stood firm, his eyes did not pay attention to Chu Tian. Instead, he stared at the purple figure standing in front of Chu Tian, ​​with a hint of fear deep in his eyes.

"This is……"

Chu Tian looked confused at this moment, not knowing what happened.

The purple figure standing in front of her at this time was a short-haired woman who looked to be in her twenties, with a heroic face and a refreshing and capable look.

The weirdest thing is that the short-haired woman is not holding a knife, but a shining silver sword!

Seeing the long sword in the short-haired woman's hand, Chu Tian suddenly murmured in his heart: "Why did the swordsman also come to Wudao Mountain to study?"

"Chen Qiaoru, do you know this new kid?"

Nie Feng spoke in a deep voice with a gloomy expression.

The short-haired woman did not speak. Instead, a slightly lazy man's voice came from deeper: "Why, Nie Feng, you dare to touch the person my sister likes..."

"Brother, what are you talking about? That's the person I like!"

As soon as the man's voice fell, the short-haired woman named Chen Qiaoru's face turned red to the root of her neck. She stamped her feet fiercely, with a trace of embarrassment appearing on her face.

"hehe!"

A chuckle came out.

Uh-huh!

Suddenly, another purple figure came from deeper and stood beside Chen Qiaoru.

"The Spiritual Whirlpool Realm has just begun!"

Chu Tian's eyes looked at the newly appeared purple figure, and he was suddenly shocked.

The newly appeared purple figure is a young man. He looks only slightly older than Chen Qiaoru. He is probably in his early twenties. He has short hair and a handsome appearance. He is very similar to Chen Qiaoru. His cultivation level has clearly reached Spiritual whirlpool level!

Obviously, these are two siblings!

What is equally strange is that the young man is carrying a long sword on his back.

"Chen Qiaoan!"

After the young man in purple appeared, Nie Feng immediately showed a look of fear that could not be concealed.

"Hmph, the new boy, you must be from a remote small country, and you are going to rush to the Panlong Empire to participate in the upcoming Panlong Festival!"

"Boy, pray well. I pray that you won't meet me alone in the next Panlong Festival. Hehe..."

Suddenly, Nie Feng smiled ferociously at Chu Tian and quickly flew away.

Chu Tian didn't even look at Nie Feng who flew away quickly. Instead, he cupped his fists at the two brothers and sisters in front of him and said, "Chu Tian, ​​I'm from the Wuyan Kingdom. Thank you both very much for just now!"

“Wu Yan Country… I’ve never heard of it!”

After hearing this, Chen Qiaoru frowned slightly and immediately shook her head.

"Well……"

Chu Tian's face was suddenly filled with black lines, and he had a faint urge to vomit blood.

Although Wu Yan Country is indeed relatively remote, the other party's direct statement that he had never heard of it still hurt Chu Tian's self-esteem somewhat.

"Although I have never heard of the Wuyan Kingdom you are talking about, at your age, you are already a fourth-level telepathy master, which is rare even in the Panlong Empire!"

Chen Qiaoru immediately praised.

After hearing this, Chu Tian's newly damaged self-esteem was finally slightly restored.

"You two are from the Panlong Empire. You are both sword cultivators. Why did you come to Wu Dao Mountain to study?"

Chu Tian spoke curiously and expressed his doubts.

"Yes, we are indeed from the Panlong Empire!"

Chen Qiaoan nodded.

He continued: "Brother Chutian, you don't know something. You can understand the sword's intention by practicing the sword, and you can understand the sword's intention by practicing the sword. This is what the saying goes, draw inferences by analogy, and draw inferences from one instance. This is what the elders in the clan have always taught us! "

After hearing this, Chu Tian secretly smiled bitterly.

Just from what Chen Qiaoan said just now, Chu Tian could basically tell that these genius brothers and sisters were probably from a large family in the Panlong Empire. They had received the best teaching since they were young. No wonder they were such geniuses!

"Well, I hope that soon, Brother Chutian will be able to make progress, go one step further, enter the area of ​​ten feet, and join us brother and sister!"

After a breath, Chen Qiaoan nodded towards Chutian, took his sister Chen Qiaoru, and rushed deeper again.

"Don't worry, it will be soon!"

Chutian looked at the two brothers and sisters, nodded secretly, and sat down cross-legged again.

In the following time, Chu Tian closed his eyes, abandoned all selfish thoughts, and began to concentrate on his enlightenment.

His understanding of the artistic conception of the sword has reached the level of Dacheng, and his next goal is to sprint towards the state of perfection.

Once his understanding of sword intention reaches a perfect state, his overall strength can definitely be raised to a whole new level!

Time passed, and seven days passed in the blink of an eye!

Chu Tian sat cross-legged on the water for seven days, completely motionless and completely forgetting everything around him.

On the morning of the eighth day, his eyes, which had been closed for a long time, finally opened.

"It's a little short of perfect distance. It seems we have to enter the ten-foot area!"

Chu Tian murmured, stood up, took one step forward, and rushed deeper.

"What!"

"After just seven days of enlightenment, I want to go deeper!"

"What a freak, this is definitely a complete freak!"

There were bursts of exclamations and comments all around.

Boom!

A few breaths later, the moment Chu Tian stepped into the ten-foot area, he suddenly felt that the endless domineering and sharp knife intent in the void was like a vast turbulent waterfall, completely submerging him at once!

hiss!

Chu Tian raised his eyebrows and suddenly took a breath of cold air.

At this moment, he felt like he couldn't breathe for an instant after being submerged by the turbulent waterfall of sword intent.

As the torrent of sword intent surged, the pain on the surface of Chu Tian's body suddenly intensified a lot.

"Brother Chu, you..."

The moment Chutian stepped into the ten-foot area, the brothers Chen Qiaoan and Chen Qiaoru who were sitting cross-legged not far away opened their eyes instantly and turned their heads to look over, with a hint of surprise on their faces.

Obviously, neither of them expected it!

In just seven days, Chu Tian actually stepped from twenty feet to ten feet!

After Chu Tian nodded at the brother and sister, he quickly scanned the surroundings, and a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face.

The previous 100 to 200 feet were all extremely crowded, but the 100 feet area seemed very empty.

There are only a dozen or so people sitting cross-legged and meditating, so there are a lot of free seats!

Soon, Chu Tian casually found a free seat, sat cross-legged, and began to meditate with his eyes closed.