Three days before the end of rebirth

Sword intent.

The meaning of swordsmanship!

This kind of thing originates from the spiritual level and directly impacts the mind of martial arts. Once it cannot resist it, the mind will be damaged at least, and the soul will be scattered at worst.

Chen Xinglie, holding the bamboo slip, was the first to bear the brunt and was submerged in the vast sword intent.

The sword intention in the bamboo slip is indeed pure and vast.

In the entire lower realm, there are very few people who can condense this kind of sword intent, and all of them are world-famous.

In Chen Xinglie's mind, the origin of this sword intention was already ready to be revealed.

Shang Qingkong!

In Tushan Sect, besides Shang Qingkong, who else has such sword intention?

If Shang Qingkong personally took action and struck out with a sword, Chen Xinglie would definitely not be able to withstand it with his current strength.

But what was released from this bamboo slip was not the serious sword energy, but the sword intention that shocked the mind.

When it comes to sword intent...

Chen Xinglie does not lose to anyone.

The sword intent of the Void Condensing Sword Technique, even in the upper realm where there are many masters, is enough to arrogantly dominate the world and suppress the world's heroes.

The empress was never weaker than anyone else in her life.

Especially the first path of Kendo.

Unparalleled in the world, no one can stop him!

Even if the sword intention in the bamboo slips comes from the land god Shang Qingkong, Chen Xinglie only feels a little pressure.

Chen Xinglie's martial arts mind, three souls and seven souls were not damaged at all.

Li Qinglian and Chu Jingyue were standing nearby.

The two of them were also struck by the sword intent, and their minds went blank, their minds were lost, and their faces were as pale as paper.

Li Qinglian has the lowest cultivation level and her body is shaky.

Chu Jingyue quickly supported her junior sister, staggered back several steps, leaned against the courtyard wall, and then managed to stand firm. When she looked closely, she saw Chen Xinglie standing in the sword's will, his eyes were calm and light, as if something was wrong.

Nothing happened.

this……

Chu Jingyue's eyes straightened, and she couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice: "Such sword intent cannot shake his mind at all!"

Li Qinglian had come back to her senses. She glanced at Chen Xinglie first, then at Chu Jingyue who was supporting her, and whispered in a low voice: "If the big devil can't even block such sword intent, he is not a big devil."

It’s over.”

Chu Jingyue nodded blankly, then suddenly remembered the origin of this bamboo slip, and then sighed softly: "Wang Shuangkai is looking for his own death!"

"Who is Wang Shuangkai?"

Chen Xinglie took the bamboo slip and asked casually.

It was as if what happened just now when the sword struck his mind had never happened.

Chen Xinglie's tone was as indifferent and arrogant as ever, as if he was talking about an unrelated matter.

Li Qinglian knew that this big devil had a murderous intention in his heart.

Chu Jingyue hurriedly said: "Wang Shuangkai is a disciple of Lin Daoyuan, the leader of Tushan Sect. If nothing else happens, Wang Shuangkai will inherit the position of the next leader of Tushan Sect."

"This man has extraordinary talent. He is less than thirty years old, and his cultivation has reached the sixth level of martial arts, the Hidden Realm. His cultivation techniques, the famous work "Thousand Miles of Wind Sword Technique", are among the twelve true traditions of our Tushan Sect.

Among the techniques, this is the strongest sword technique."

"My sect's Supreme Elder, Elder Shang Qingkong Shang, practices this kind of sword technique."

"Now, Wang Shuangkai is in the Donggang of Qingyun City, temporarily staying at the Fuyun Inn. When he handed me the bamboo slip and letterhead, he had a sword hanging on his waist. If I am not mistaken, the sword on Wang Shuangkai's body should be that of the Supreme Elder.

The sword I have been practicing for many years is called 'Wanli Beiqiu', and it is a secret treasure of heaven..."

Chu Jingyue simply said everything she knew.

These words not only told Wang Shuangkai's origins, but also his level of cultivation and the long sword Shang Qingkong carried with him.

"You gave a very detailed answer." Chen Xinglie smiled jokingly, his eyes swept across Chu Jingyue, and finally stopped on the bamboo slips.

The handwriting on the bamboo slips is not written with pen and ink.

Chen Xinglie himself practiced sword art, and he could tell at a glance that these characters were carved with the edge of the sword.

Sad autumn for thousands of miles?

The name of the sword that Chu Jingyue just said appeared in Chen Xinglie's mind, and there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

It's such a good sword, but it has such an arty name.

It’s so vulgar!

That Shang Qingkong, the Supreme Elder of the Tushan Sect, is really just like what I remember... just as vulgar.

What a wonderful sword I have. It is concise and concise.

The three words "Big Sword" are so natural and catchy.

"Big" means big, "Bao" means rare treasure, and "Jian" means sword.

How great.

The name Big Sword is simply consistent with the way of heaven!

Chen Xinglie read the words on the bamboo slips with contempt for Shang Qingkong, and the murderous intent in his eyes grew stronger...

"Wang Shuangkai's literary talent is very good. The characters in his letters are written in parallel and straight lines, and his words are gorgeous, just like poems and songs. He also has a very proud temperament."

Chen Xinglie closed the bamboo slips and said coldly: "This person's first sentence actually said that only those who can block the sword's intention are qualified to read his letter. If I can't block the sword's intention, wouldn't I be dead?"

Already?"

Chu Jingyue lowered her head and did not dare to speak.

Chen Xinglie held his breath and said slowly: "Wang Shuangkai said two things in his letter..."

"First, I want you to hand over the things belonging to the Qingyang Sect; secondly, I want you to stay away from Zhao Yumeng and not to provoke her again. You also want me to go to Donggang and apologize to this Wang Shuangkai in person.

"

After Chen Xinglie said this, he threw the bamboo slip into Li Qinglian's arms and asked leisurely: "Xiaoqing, please tell me, how should I respond when encountering such a thing?"

Li Qinglian's face was full of astonishment, and she said hesitantly: "This...this..."

Chen Xinglie's tone gradually became colder and he said, "Don't want to say?"

Li Qinglian had no choice but to reply: "With the master's style of dealing with things, he will probably come to the door and kill Wang Shuangkai with one sword."

At this moment.

The system prompt suddenly sounded in Chen Xinglie's mind.

"bite!"

"The host has a murderous intention, triggering an immediate mission: Yaju must retaliate (intermediate level)."

"Task reward: 200 BOSS points."

"The big devil shall control the world. Those who bully me will be killed, and those who humiliate me will die!"

"However, Wang Shuangkai wrote in the letter that the host should not provoke Zhao Yumeng again. This beautiful girl thinks that the host can accept this suggestion with an open mind. After all, the host has this beautiful girl by his side, so why bother with others?"

"bite!"

"The host triggers a hidden mission and feels calm."

"Task reward: 1000 BOSS points, 1000 favorability."

"There is no grass anywhere in the world, why bother with Zhao Yumeng?"

"If the little devil brother completes this 'Heart of Stillness' mission, he can trigger the second level of the Heart of Stillness mission. The content of the mission is also very simple. As long as you don't provoke Shi Feiyu anymore, the reward will be doubled. The ultimate state of this mission is to no longer

Go provoke the Empress, mission reward..."