Ronin from Douluo

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Zeng Yi opened his eyes and looked at the world.

At this moment, he felt better than ever.

It's like being reborn! The soul has been reshaped!

The spirit merges into the heaven and earth, and it seems that if you stretch out your hand, you can touch the sky.

Zeng Yi didn't know what was happening to his body, but he could clearly feel that he had become stronger.

This feeling is not just about strength!

Still strong mentally and spiritually.

Resurrection from ruin, Nirvana and rebirth!

Now, what comes into view is no longer the gloomy world.

He stood on the top of the mountain, with a ten-meter-high stone tablet standing in front of him.

There is a mark on the stone tablet.

It's a sword mark!

Zeng Yi raised his head and stared at the sword mark on the stone tablet.

He could see that it exuded the traces of a long time, and that after an unknown amount of time, there was still this terrifying sharp sword intent.

What a powerful existence this was. A sword was struck on this stone tablet, and the sword intention left behind still exists to this day. Even Zeng Yi felt palpitations in his heart.

However, Zeng Yi also felt excited and excited.

Because he saw that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world!

How powerful is a person who can leave such a sword mark and preserve his sword power for a long time?

The gods in the sky are nothing more than this!

This reminded Zeng Yi of someone.

The god who left a legacy in the Sword God Palace, the legendary Sword God!

Looking at the sword mark and feeling the artistic conception of the sword in it, Zeng Yi couldn't help but feel a little crazy.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the stone tablet and stroke the sword mark.

However, Zeng Yi stopped moving when a stinging sensation came.

Looking down, he saw that his palm had been cut open and blood was spilling out.

Zeng Yi couldn't help but widen his eyes. This sword intention that had existed for countless years could actually hurt him.

You must know that Zeng Yi is a sword master-level existence. In addition, he has gone through the trial of the divine level and has experienced the five types of hardships: heavy rain, strong wind, ice, scorching heat, and silence. Not only his spirit, but his soul has been sublimated.

Even the physical body has been completely transformed.

After all, I was definitely much stronger before climbing the mountain.

But even so, I still felt insignificant in front of this sword intent.

"It seems that I still have to continue to catch up!"

Zeng Yi looked at this sword intention stone tablet and couldn't help but sigh.

The scars on his hands healed quickly. With his current body's ability to recover, such minor injuries are naturally not a problem.

The stronger I become and the farther I go on the road of swordsmanship, the more I can clearly feel how insignificant I am and how dazzling the road ahead is.

This kind of practice is to constantly chase, surpass yourself, and pursue your limits.

What a joy!

Zeng Yi stood with his hands behind his back, facing the sword intention stone tablet in front of him.

Even in his eyes, the Sword Intent Stone Tablet is like a mountain with ten thousand feet, and he is as small as an ant.

However, Zeng Yi still showed a confident smile on his face.

An air of confidence and fearless pride permeated the air from this body as strong as a sword.

For a time, the wind and clouds surged, fallen leaves filled the sky, and the sword intent filled the sky in an endless stream, turning into an invisible force and soaring up into the sky.

This sword that shot up into the sky shook even the mountain peaks. The clouds in the sky were scattered and a huge hole was penetrated. The scene was extremely shocking!

"The young people today are really amazing!"

A sound of exclamation sounded around.

Zeng Yi's eyes couldn't help but condense. The wind stopped instantly and leaves fell all over the sky.

"Who is it?"

Zeng Yi quickly caught the person's position and looked around. The person standing there was a middle-aged man in black robes carrying a broad sword on his back.

"Tatsuki-senpai!"

There was another person coming, the Chenmu Sword Master whom Zeng Yi was familiar with.

Sword Master Chenmu looked at Zeng Yi and couldn't help but sigh, "Boy Zeng Yi, you really shocked me!"

"Senior has given you too much praise, who is this?"

Facing Chenmu's praise, Zeng Yi said modestly, and then looked at the black-robed swordsman beside him.

"This is my good friend, Feng Yu, who is also a sword master." Chen Mu introduced to Zeng Yi.

Juggernaut?

Zeng Yi looked at the man in black robe with a broad sword on his back with some surprise. His face was somewhat cold and stern, and his aura was well hidden. Even he could hardly find a trace of it.

Only practitioners like the Sword Master can hide their own breath in the world and achieve the state of returning to nature and uniting nature and man.

Of course, he is also in the realm of Titled Douluo, and he is a super Douluo expert with a cultivation level of over ninety-five.

However, I don’t understand the name.

Here, practitioners who have reached level ninety-five are called sword masters!

"I, Zeng Yi, have met senior Feng Yu."

Zeng Yi bowed his hands to the Sword Master Feng Yu and said hello.

"It's scary that your cultivation has reached the realm of Sword Saint! I don't dare to take you as a senior." Feng Yu looked at Zeng Yi and shook his head.

Zeng Yi continued: "You are an elder, so you can naturally bear the title of senior. This has nothing to do with cultivation, this is the most basic virtue of a person."

Hearing Zeng Yi's words, Feng Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly, feeling a little uncomfortable and heartbroken.

Although the original intention of Zeng Yi's words was not to sneer at him, it still felt strange.

"I feel ashamed to hear what you said."

In the world of spiritual practice, those who are successful come first.

Feng Yu is already over sixty years old, and he is only in the realm of the ninety-sixth level of Sword Saint.

The kid in front of me looks like he is only thirty, but he has cultivated to a level similar to his own.

This made Feng Yu a little unbelievable.

You know, even in the history of the Sword God Palace, there is no one who can practice to the realm of Sword Saint at the age of thirty.

There are some who have cultivated to the realm of Titled Douluo at the age of thirty.

Feng Yu endured the shock in his heart and glanced at his old friend Chenmu beside him.

"You guys, you went out for a trip and you brought back such a monster."

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I would encounter such a monster." Chenmu couldn't help laughing.

Zeng Yi, who was on the side, couldn't help but rolled his eyes after listening to the conversation between the two of them.

If a person says something weird, it sounds like he is swearing?

To describe myself as a monster is simply an insult to my handsome face!

"They're coming!"

Suddenly, Tatsuki stopped laughing and looked into the distance.

Zeng Yi also felt seven powerful auras approaching quickly, no weaker than the two sword masters around him.

There was even one whose aura was like the blazing sun, which made Zeng Yidu feel extremely fearful.

There are not many people who can give Zeng Yi such a sense of oppression. There are only a few people in the world.

That is, the ninety-ninth level extreme Douluo whose cultivation has reached the limit of a soul master!

In the sky, seven streams of light quickly escaped.

Zeng Yi saw clearly that the seven streams of light in the sky were flying swords!

They came with swords.

Soon, they arrived here.

"Chen Mu, Feng Yu, you two are really fast, you got here so early."

The speaker was a graceful and mature woman in Tsing Yi.

After she landed, she first cast her gaze on Zeng Yi, who was standing aside, and her eyes swept over this handsome young man.

"What a nice kid."

"Hello, sister! Sister, you are so beautiful!"

Zeng Yi saw the other party's eyes glancing towards him and said hello politely.

"Giggle, little brother, you have such a sweet mouth." The woman in green covered her mouth with her beautiful hands and smiled sweetly.

That woman doesn't like to hear others praise herself.

Despite her well-maintained appearance, she is actually old enough to be Zeng Yi's grandmother.

She was naturally happy to be called sister by the little one.

"Haha, just average." Zeng Yi scratched his head in embarrassment.

To be honest, Zeng Yi was a little embarrassed to be watched by nine people.

No need to guess, Zeng Yi also knew that these people who appeared should be the nine great sword masters of the Sword God Palace.

He did not expect that he would actually attract the nine great sword masters to gather together.

Did you do anything?

Isn't it just a matter of climbing a mountain and reaching the top of the mountain? Isn't it possible to mobilize troops and mobilize people like this?

Zeng Yi was a little hard to understand.

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