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Wang Xuanzhi still doesn't know how much movement he has caused just by this one move.

He stayed where he was, didn't he just awaken a Sword intent?

How can you make such a big name.

He was a little panicked, if he was caught and tortured, how did he get this Sword Intent, then he would die.

But he didn't notice how powerful he is now, who can make him die.

It's pure delusional disorder.

Countless powerful breaths from the sky rushed in the direction of Wang Xuanzhi.

The old man quickly grabbed Wang Xuanzhi like a thief and disappeared.

He shouted, "The wind is pulling, run."

"If such a good disciple is dug up by other old things, then I will lose out."

"You are lucky, little devil. Do you know how many people in this Sect want to worship me, but they are all rejected by me."

"Now you have successfully joined my sect, very good, you are my second disciple."

Wang Xuanzhi was taken aback by his hand, "Can I refuse?"

The rosacea-nosed old man laughed and said, "Of course it won't work."

"Of course you also have a very beautiful senior sister."

"I don't care what happens to the two of you."

"You just need to stay at my door."

The old man smiled, his expression unspeakably wretched.

Gave Wang Xuanzhi an expression you know.

Wang Xuanzhi scolded shamelessly in his heart, "The old man made fun of his own apprentice."

"I will worship you in the future, will I still have it?"

"The dogs aren't going."

Wang Xuanzhi's head was shaking like a pendulum, indicating that he would not go.

When the old man saw that Wang Xuanzhi was not in the way, he didn't care.

He laughed, "It's not up to you."

The old man took Wang Xuanzhi to the back mountain,

It is full of formations and filled with thousands of swords.

The old man walked here, and withdrew his giggling expression. He looked at Wang Xuanzhi with a solemn expression and asked, "You became a swordsman, what was your original intention?"

"My generation of swords cultivates the heart and cultivates the sword."

"If the heart is not at peace, the sword is not at peace."

Wang Xuanzhi knew that the old man with rosacea had started to teach himself kendo.

He thought about it seriously and said, "A single blade of grass can wipe out the sun, moon, and stars, and a single finger can wipe out all the heavens and the universe."

The old man with rosacea gasped in fright at Wang Xuanzhi's outrageous remarks.

"hiss."

He was surprised to see that this little disciple he had just accepted had such ambitions.

Good guy, he's straight good guy.

With such strength, it is no problem to suppress the entire Changshengtian with one hand.

You are still thinking about this now, why, do you want to fly?

He was surprised by Wang Xuanzhi's ambition, but he didn't take him seriously.

Secretly keeping an eye on it, the disciple he just accepted seems to be a bit remarkable.

This ambition is also outrageous.

In case one day, what he said was, in case it really came true, wouldn't his Master have a light on his face.

So I still can't beat him, I still have to encourage and guide slowly.

The rosacea-nosed old man looked at the countless broken swords stuck on the ground in front of him. He said solemnly, "Here is the forbidden sword mound of my Sword Immortal Sect."

"Every dead sword repairer will be buried here with the sword they wear."

"Since you are my disciple of Jiujianxian, then you have the qualifications to complete the sword knocking ceremony."

He glanced at Wang Xuanzhi, found that he was listening carefully, nodded, and continued to speak.

"There are tens of millions of swords on the tombs here. As long as you can arouse the resonance of 10,000 swords, your qualifications are acceptable."

"If you can arouse the resonance of 100,000 broken swords, it means you are heaven-defying."

"Of course, this is not only a test of qualifications, but also has incomparable benefits."

"After these broken swords and broken swords died, their Sword Intent still remained. The descendants of Jianxianmen came here and still tempered the Sword Intent for future generations."

"This will make your Sword intent more pure."

"If you want to do something, you must first sharpen your weapon. That's the truth."

"When you pass this level, the teacher will take you to practice your mind and wash away the splendor."

Wang Xuanzhi turned his head and cursed inwardly, "Stinky old man, I didn't even say that I wanted to be your disciple. Isn't it hard for you to be strong?"

The old man didn't care what Wang Xuanzhi thought, he grabbed Wang Xuanzhi's collar with a big hand and threw Wang Xuanzhi into the thousands of broken swords like a chicken.

As soon as Wang Xuanzhi entered the broken sword formation, the thousands of broken swords let out a roar of swords.

Countless Sword intents pervade the entire Sword Tomb.

That sharp Sword intent shattered Wang Xuanzhi's robe little by little.

Wang Xuanzhi was completely naked in the sword mound.

"Damn it, old man, you won't have Long Yangzhi."

Wang Xuanzhi cursed, and quickly found clothes from the Qiankun bag and put them on himself.

The old man with rosacea looked at Wang Xuanzhi's strong and powerful body and nodded, "You little guy, your capital is not bad."

"It seems that your weapon is already very sharp."

Of course Wang Xuanzhi knew what the old man was talking about, and now he just wanted to get out of this sword grave.

Holding the Immortal Sword, slowly comprehending all the Sword Intent in these thousands of broken swords.

His heart slowly settled down.

The restless heart gradually calmed down.

With a solemn expression, he slowly closed his eyes.

He seemed to be in an ethereal state, and the spiritual platform was empty.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, I can calm down in a moment."

This is the transparent benefit of Dao heart owned by Wang Xuanzhi, which can immediately calm down his heart.

The immortal sword intent on his body exudes an ethereal meaning, and it quietly spreads out on the field.

You can't catch this sword intent, you can't touch it, you can't see it through.

But it gives a sense of freedom.

Wang Xuanzhi thinks that he has also learned the free and easy mood when he was in the Divine Kingdom of Yongzhen Continent.

He tried to combine this happy mood and this ethereal mood into one.

Under the slow fusion of these two Sword intents, Wang Xuanzhi's figure was looming on the field, as if he did not belong to this world.

The long sword in his hand emits a nine-colored light.

The old man said in shock, "How is it possible for two Sword intents?"

You must know that Wang Xuanzhi has just learned Sword intent, and now he can use two Sword Intent, which makes him not surprised.

Under the guidance of these two immortal sword intents, the thousands of broken swords around them all resonated at this moment.

He was faintly attracted by the ethereal Sword intent on Wang Xuanzhi.

They seem to have come back to life, returning to the glorious years before, when they accompanied their masters to fight together.

"Keng!"

"Keng!"

They broke out a shocking sword cry, and the sound of this sword cry resounded through the entire Sword Immortal Gate.

The Sect Leader of Jianxianmen looked in the direction of the sword mound in the back mountain, "What happened to the ancestor?"

This old man with rosacea is obviously the ancestor of Jianxianmen.

In Jianxianmen, because of this vision, there is another change.

Many disciples of Sword Immortal Sect began to look towards the back mountain.

That sword sound and long howl, Sword Qi like a sea, attracted their attention.

They have not reached such a Realm, nor have such ability.

"Which peerless genius caused the Sword Qi tide?"

Sword Qi shouted, faintly ripping apart the heavens and the earth.