Martial Gods

Xiao Chen looked at the spiritual tool in his hand.

Although it is a fifth-grade spiritual tool.

The blade was full of gaps.

Obviously, this is a blunt sword!

But better than nothing.

Let Xiao Chen suppress the spiritual pressure at the first level of Lingjun, and fight against the old man who is good at using swords. If there is no spiritual tool to assist, I am afraid that he will not take any advantage of him!

Of course.

Xiao Chen hardly ever used a sword.

I don't know much about swordsmanship either.

Even with the help of a fifth-grade spiritual tool, it's still...

"Forget it, I haven't fought yet, how can I have the idea of ​​shrinking?"

"Humans are like swords. No matter what troubles and dangers you encounter, even if you know that they may break, you have to go straight and keep your pride."

Xiao Chen held the long sword that had not been contracted by human blood.

Run the chaotic magic power.

Introduce the aura into the blade.

"Although I'm not good at using swords, but the old man said something that I agree with very much. No matter what kind of spiritual weapon, the purpose of making it is to kill the opponent!"

"Thinking about it this way, what's the difference between a sword and a gun?"

"I make the sword by carrying the gun, maybe it will work too."

As Xiao Chen's fighting spirit gradually soared.

The old man is also excited.

Heart secretly praised.

"Good boy, really good boy, even if he knew my identity, knew that my hidden strength was much stronger than his, and even saw me fighting with Zhou Bing, he didn't show any timidity."

"That sharp look is really nice!"

"The old man's appetite is coming!"

The old man waved his hand slightly, indicating that everyone around him had better retreat farther, Xiao Chen, this kid, it is very possible that he persisted longer than he imagined!

Zhou Bing pursed his lips.

He also retreated with several martial arts students.

"Brother Zhou Bing, I didn't notice anything remarkable about that kid. I don't know why he is so important."

"What's more, how could a guy who has never even used a sword a few times fight a sword with Senior Drunk Sword? Isn't this pure nonsense?"

"So what? Senior Drunk Sword himself has this will, we can only watch it obediently, but I don't think even Brother Zhou Bing can make a complete round in the hands of Senior Drunk Sword, so that kid will naturally be more Impossible."

Zhou Bing paused.

Whispered back to a few students who were whispering.

"We'll find out later!"

"I would also like to see why Senior Drunk Sword took the initiative to fight with that kid named Xiao Chen! If there is nothing special about this kid, what's the difference between humiliating me and so on?"

"Buzz!"

People talking.

The aura lightsaber has been condensed on the old man's fingers.

He smiled and looked at Xiao Chen.

"Baby, let's get started!"

"Shh!"

Xiao Chen walked up with the sword. Although he exuded a terrifying fighting spirit, he was extremely calm in his heart.

"Ding!"

The spirit weapon confronts the finger sword.

Xiao Chen only felt a strong numbness in his palm.

The tool spirit also issued a crisp sword sound.

But he shook his shoulders and arms, and instantly calmed down Jianming.

This scene.

The old man, Zhou Bing and others were surprised.

Especially Zhou Bing.

In his eyes, there are already four characters of unbelief.

"No way... I can't even remove the tremor of the sword, how can this kid do it!?"

Everyone was shocked.

Xiao Chen and the old man have fought hundreds of times.

And every time, he can successfully control the spiritual weapon in his hand and defuse it skillfully.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

As the collision between the spirit tool and the finger sword got faster and louder, the smile on the old man's face became more and more obvious.

He couldn't help but praised in his heart.

"Good boy, in a short period of time, there has been very obvious progress. From the beginning, I barely relieved my strength. Now, it can be resolved in an instant. This old man has been around for decades, and I have never seen anyone who can make progress in swordsmanship. So fast!"

"Some people are born with a 'sword'. This talent cannot be compensated for by hard work!"

"Of course, if you are born as a sword and have acquired aptitude, then it is a sword within a sword!"

Just when the old man thought so.

Another crisp sword sound came.

When I saw him focus on it, his face suddenly changed.

Xiao Chen actually used that spiritual tool to leave a thumb-long gap on the finger sword formed by his spiritual energy.

The martial arts students were dumbfounded.

Zhou Bing's face was even paler, shaking uncontrollably.

Because compared with ordinary spiritual practice, the students of their Sword Saint Martial Arts Academy are particularly aware of the difficulty of sword cultivation, and even more clearly, the old man known as the Drunk Sword has high attainments in kendo.

Not to mention that he was only the vice-president of the Wuyuan Academy, but in terms of kendo, even the dean couldn't match it!

The same realm, the drunk sword is invincible!

He is the legend of the Heavenly Wasteland.

An invincible legend in kendo.

Xiao Chen, an unknown Loose Cultivator in his Heavenly Desolate Realm, could actually pierce the finger sword formed by the condensed spiritual energy while the drunk sword suppressed the same level as him?

Simply unheard of!

"Hoho, it's interesting." The old man flicked his fingers lightly, and the torn position was re-injected with spiritual energy, and it was repaired in the blink of an eye.

"Little baby, why don't you release your physique? If you release your physique, then, just with the one blow you just made, it is very likely that the old man's finger sword will be cut off!"

Xiao Chen smiled lightly and said, "Since I'm in the same realm, but I have a fifth-grade spiritual weapon in my hand, I've already taken advantage of my predecessors. How can I dare to release my physique?"

"Well, next, I will be more serious."

Finished.

The old man took the initiative to attack unexpectedly.

This has never happened in Zhou Bing's cognition and memory of several other martial arts students.

Because no one has ever been regarded as a real opponent, he doesn't even bother to take the initiative to attack.

However, Xiao Chen made Zuijian take it seriously, which shows that there is indeed something remarkable about it.

"Ding, ding!"

The sound of the sword roared.

Fire bursts.

Xiao Chen, who both suppressed the realm at the first level of Lingjun, and Drunk Sword are equally indistinguishable in terms of speed.

Although Xiao Chen rarely uses swords, he has a wealth of practical experience, so he has a bit of an "experienced" taste in terms of evasion, defense, attack, and skillful transformation.

Drunken sword is also strange.

Xiao Chen is so young, why does he have such a fierce and decisive "will"!

This is completely beyond the experience of this age.

"Little baby, although the old man doesn't know what you have experienced, it is no exaggeration to say that you are a 'sword', a real 'sword'. The old man has been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Shhhhh!"

Xiao Chen burst into a sharp sword flower, slashing several times like water drifting.

Successfully triggered Drunk Sword's first volley dodge.

The crowd exclaimed.

The legendary Drunk Sword, who was invincible in kendo in the Heavenly Desolate Territory, was actually forced back by a spiritual practitioner who was not good at using swords!

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