The Supreme Sword (Heaven Defying Sword)

Don't let time go, another five days have passed, and it is already the eleventh day of the opening of the 'Fantasy Shrine'.

Xuantian is still cultivating in the 'Vital Qi Lingquan'. His cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. Although he has only entered the seventh level of the Xiantian realm for only five days, his cultivation has been completely consolidated and he has reached the late stage of the seventh level of the Xiantian realm. He needs to practice for another two or three days , it will be able to attack the Eighth Layer of the Xiantian Realm.

On this day, Xiaohu still went out to hunt monsters. The number of monster cores he had accumulated in the valley had reached nearly 400. They were all monster cores from low-level to high-level monsters.

The monster core of the fourth-level monster core is the size of two fists. More than 400 monster cores are piled up together, and it looks like a small hill. The location is even bigger, almost five times the size of the demon core, and it is more than ten meters high.

Xuantian practiced in the 'Vital Qi Lingquan', and has always maintained a state of being unable to be without thoughts, forgetting the world and self, not wanting to come out of the 'Vital Qi Lingquan' for a moment, and it took only a few days for his cultivation to reach the innate state The extraordinary speed of the late seventh stage.

Without Xuantian's efforts, other people's cultivation speed would be far behind him when they entered the 'Vital Qi Spirit Spring'.

The sound of footsteps came from a distance, although Xuantian couldn't be silent, but the sensitivity of his senses was even better than usual.

It was the footsteps of human fighters, completely different from Xiaohu's footsteps.

Xuan Tian woke up immediately, thinking about the days, the 'Illusion Shrine' has been opened for eleven days, except for him, the fast-running junior elites should all have run six or seven thousand miles away.

This place is less than five thousand miles away from the 'Dream Gate', so it is not surprising that some people come here.

Xuantian jumped up from the 'Vital Energy Spring' in an instant, the innate qi of the fire attribute circulated, his body was instantly dry, and he put on his clothes. At the same time, his body quickly came to the side of the demon core and monster materials left by Xiaohu Take the 'space ring' in your hand, and with a movement of your mind, everything is stored in the 'space ring'.

Then, continue to hang the 'space ring' around the neck and hide it in the shirt on the chest.

After doing all this, only four people climbed over the mountain ahead and appeared in Xuantian's line of sight.

One was at the tenth level of the Xiantian Realm, two were at the ninth level of the Xiantian Realm, and one was at the eighth level of the Xiantian Realm. The four were between eighteen and twenty-two years old, and each held a sword in their hands. They were obviously disciples of the Sword Dao Sect.

Each carried a burden on their backs, and each gained something.

These four people are three men and one woman. The youngest man is about eighteen years old and has the highest cultivation level. The woman was about the same age as the youngest man, she had the Ninth Level of the Innate Realm, she was quite pretty, and her demeanor was closer to that of the youngest man. The two stood together, holding hands.

"Brother Ming! The energy of heaven and earth in this valley is so strong!" The four of them climbed over the hill, and the woman cheered with surprise in her tone.

Xuantian was at the edge of the 'Spiritual Mist', the four of them obviously didn't notice him so quickly, Heng Jianming changed his arms around the waist of the woman beside him, and said: "We haven't encountered any monsters in this area for hundreds of miles. I haven't seen many spiritual grasses yet, so I thought today was a waste of time, hehe...it seems that this valley is a bit special, Junior Sister Tian, ​​we will definitely gain a lot."

Tian Li kissed Heng Jianming on the face, and said: "Brother Ming is lucky, it is absolutely impossible to work in vain."

"Brother Heng, there is someone in the valley!" At this moment, the martial artist who was about twenty years old exclaimed and found Xuantian.

Xuantian was instantly exposed to the eyes of the other three, Heng Jianming raised his lips and said, "Go, go and have a look."

Now that the four of them discovered this valley, sooner or later they will have to enter the 'spiritual mist' to explore and discover its secrets, Xuantian might as well take the initiative to block them out.

Several people walked down the mountain peak, Xuantian had already walked out of the valley, stopped more than 30 meters in front of the four people, saw the four people had swords in their hands, and said: "Four sword friends, I have already come to this valley first, you Go elsewhere!"

In terms of strength, Xuantian is not afraid of masters at the tenth level of the innate realm. Although there are four opponents, Xuantian does not take it seriously. He wants to fight for something that has its own way and no owner, even if it is a fight to the death.

But it has already been harvested by others, and if he is asked to kill people and steal goods, it is against the Tao in his heart and he cannot do it.

Seeing that Xuantian was only at the seventh level of the Xiantian Realm, and he was still a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, the four of them all showed contempt in their eyes, and they looked at each other and laughed together.

The four of them stopped, and Heng Jianming laughed and said: "I was met by a disciple of my Xiaoyao Sword Sect, who actually told us to leave, hahaha... This is the first time that Heng Jianming has entered the 'Fantasy Shrine' for so many days Heard such a funny joke."

Xiaoyao Jianzong? Heng Jianming?

Xuantian thought of Ling Yichen's broken arm, and had an instinctive dislike for Xiaoyao Jianzong. The man in front of him was called Heng Jianming, and it must have a lot to do with Heng Jianyun who died at the hands of Xuantian in the Thunder Mountain Range. See The names are not brothers but also cousins.

Tian Li covered her mouth and let out a coquettish smile, the flowers and branches were trembling, the waves were turbulent, and she glanced at Xuantian, and said: "Although this little brother talks funny, he is handsome, handsome brother, let me put you Take out the things you harvested in the Fantasy Shrine and give them to us, I will ask Brother Ming to let you leave safely, how about it?"

Hearing Tian Li say that Xuantian is handsome, Heng Jianming's eyes flashed a bit of displeasure, but seeing that Xuantian had no baggage on him, he also thought that Xuantian had hidden everything he had harvested.

Killing the other party, although the other party can't take the things harvested in the 'Fantasy Shrine' outside, but they will stay in the hidden place, they will have to find it hard, and they can't even find it, it is better to let the other party take the initiative hand it over.

As for releasing Xuantian, it might not be impossible. From Heng Jianming’s point of view, now that Xuantian is released, Xuantian can continue to search for treasures in the ‘Fantasy Shrine’. After returning to the first area in the last three days, Xuantian Wouldn't the things harvested after the day be taken away by others? Maybe if they run into each other again, they can pick up a big deal again.

Seeing that Heng Jianming had no objection, the two warriors next to him shouted at the same time: "Yes, hurry up and hand over all the harvested things, Senior Brother Heng will spare you."

Xuan Tian secretly laughed in his heart, and told them to leave, unwilling to fight with them, but in the eyes of the other party, he was like a fish on a knife, allowing them to slaughter him.

Looking at the bulging burdens on the four people's backs, Xuan Tian said: "The four sword friends have gained a lot. It seems that apart from their own gains, they have also robbed others."

Heng Jianming laughed loudly, and said: "You still have some knowledge, don't be naughty, hand over everything quickly, this is the last chance, if you don't take the initiative to hand over, after death in the 'Fantasy Shrine', although It will be safely sent outside, but if you are only hurt, the pain is very real, if you don’t take the initiative to hand it over, we also have means to force you to hand it over, don’t waste our time.”

"Brother Jun, it's rare that Brother Ming is so kind. Where did you hide the thing, take it out quickly." Tian Li blinked at Xuan Tian, ​​showing a seductive smile.

Xuan Tian also smiled slightly, and said: "I asked you to leave out of good intentions. Although the gains of the four swordsmen have robbed others, they were hard-won. The chicken didn't steal it, and it ate a handful of rice, but it's worth it. Oh no."

Heng Jianming's face changed color for the first time, and he said coldly: "What are you talking about? How dare you look down on my Xiaoyao Sword Sect disciple, it seems that you are really looking for death."

The martial artist at the eighth level of the innate realm yelled: "I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the boy, I gave you a chance to live, you don't cherish it, now it's useless if you kneel on the ground and beg, brother Heng, let me capture him alive, see if I don't force him He told all the gains."

Another male warrior sneered, Tian Li sighed lightly, looked at Xuantian with contempt: "I could have lived for two more months, why ask to die!"

Heng Jianming nodded, the martial artist at the eighth level of the Xiantian Realm was the lowest and the weakest among them, but Xuantian's cultivation at the seventh level of the Xiantian Realm, in Heng Jianming's opinion, was the best way to deal with Xuantian. More than enough.

"Hey Hey--!"

The martial artist at the eighth level of the Xiantian Realm sneered, and the sword in his hand was unsheathed instantly, bringing out a bright light, and without saying a word, he stabbed at Xuantian with a sword.

The speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, it had pierced three inches away from Xuantian's chest, and the sword light was already blowing on Xuantian's body like a strong wind.

The three of Heng Jianyun held their hands in front of their chests and watched their battle with ease. The martial artist at the eighth level of the innate realm was extremely fast, and it was not the warrior at the seventh level of the innate realm who could react. In their opinion, winning It was easy for Xuantian.

The corner of Xuantian's mouth curled up, revealing a disdainful smile, although the martial artist of the eighth level of innate realm was fast, in the eyes of Xuantian, who is good at speed, he was pitifully slow.

Just at the tip of the opponent's sword, still an inch away from the chest, Xuantian made a move suddenly, and the 'Chongyue Sword' on the back was unsheathed instantly, a bright sword light flashed, and it was chopped down between lightning and flint.

Xuantian's speed is more than ten times faster than that of the eighth-level innate realm warrior.

At that moment, the bright sword light cut down from the middle of the warrior's body at the eighth level of the Xiantian Realm, and the sword split into two halves.

The tip of the opponent's sword reached an inch in front of Xuantian's chest, but it was like a square of the sky, it couldn't reach the front and touched Xuantian's body.

The martial artist at the eighth level of the innate realm suddenly turned into a ray of light, disappeared, and was teleported out of the "Fantasy Shrine". The burden on his back also disappeared, but the demon core and spirit grass inside rained down on the ground. fall.

The things harvested in the 'Dream Palace' will continue to be left in the 'Dream Palace' after death, no one is an exception.

"Junior Brother Gong!"

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and the three of Heng Jianyun were shocked and exclaimed!