Chapter 222 A sword thousands of miles away!
Chapter 222 A sword thousands of miles away!
Deserted palace.
The matter reached the ears of Jiang Chen and Liu Jian, and the fellow apprentices looked at each other with bright smiles. Except for Bai Luli, the rest of the three were not Chu Xun's disciples in the real sense, but they did At this point, how could this disciple remain indifferent.
Jiang Chenfeng, who was as divine as jade and had an aloof temperament, said calmly: "Since Senior Sister Ye and the other three have set up an arena in the Dou Zhan Palace, then the two of us will go to the Sage Palace and the Criminal Law Palace!"
"it is good!"
Liu Jian nodded.
specific process.
Because it was deliberately revealed, those who blocked Chu Xun that day were the masters of the Sage Palace and the Palace of Criminal Law. Although the Dou Zhan Palace was the main one, these two palaces also had the intention of suppressing Chu Xun. As a disciple, at this time, I You should vent your anger for Master.
Liu Jian came to the Sage Palace with a mediocre long sword on his back, and said in a calm tone: "Huang Palace, Liu Jian, come to visit the disciples of the Sage Palace, please give me some advice!"
A pretty girl with a bright smile on her face said: "Liu Jian of Huanggong? I've heard of you. You are the sixth in this generation's genius list. You entered Huangtian Palace with the cultivation level of the Venerable. He is an extremely outstanding genius. If I really want to give you some advice, it's a pity that your realm is too weak!"
Liu Jian smiled slightly and said: "Senior sister, my cultivation level is not bad, I have already reached the human emperor realm!"
"Human Emperor?"
The pretty girl looked at him in surprise, and then nodded and said: "You are the Human Emperor, but it is still not enough. Most of the disciples of the Sage Palace said that they are from the seventh level of the Human Emperor. Your cultivation is really weak, so it is difficult to find him." People in the same realm as you, unless they are the family members of seniors in the ninth realm of saints, but this is meaningless!"
"It's okay!"
"Anyone from the Seventh Realm of the Human Emperor can come and take action!"
"I see Senior Sister, the Sixth Realm of the Human Emperor!"
"Why don't you try?"
The pretty girl with a bright smile said: "Forget it, losing to Senior Sister is better than entering the Sage's Palace and being severely beaten. Come on, I'll give you three moves first!"
"Wow~!"
After a while.
This pretty girl's innocent eyes were filled with tears. Although she had no injuries on her body, the stabbing of the sword was still painful. She, who was pampered and treated like this, almost started crying immediately, not only because of the pain but also because of the pain. What's more, she feels ashamed. She pretended to be mature but lost to a little brother.
This made the disciples passing by the Sage Palace first uproar, and then became disgusted and furious, because this innocent-looking girl was the daughter of the lord of the Sage Palace. She was kind-hearted and had a pure appearance, which had already made many disciples secretly fall in love with her. They cried when they saw her. After knowing the cause of the matter, the Sage Palace was furious!
"boom!"
A arena rose from the ground.
A pair of eyes stared coldly.
"Boy!"
"How dare you offend my junior sister!"
"You're done for today!"
"Don't lose dozens of games in a row here!"
"Don't even think about leaving!"
These disciples from the Saint's Palace were vicious and wanted to vent their ill-will for the pure-looking junior sister, and this junior sister also had mist in her eyes and resented Liu Jian for not knowing how to show mercy.
"Come!"
Liu Jian couldn't ask for it.
A winning streak.
Two consecutive victories.
Three in a row.
Four in a row.
……
Ten consecutive victories.
a time.
Many people in the Sage Palace had dark faces. A young boy who had just entered the Human Emperor had won many battles in the Sage Palace. No one could suppress him. He even rarely lost when he appeared in the Seventh Realm of the Human Emperor. This undoubtedly created his reputation. , and that innocent-looking girl also had a big mouth. She didn't intend to teach Liu Jian a lesson, she just wanted this guy to suffer a little bit, but she didn't expect to be so powerful.
……
Liu Jian's progress is rapid.
Jiang Chen is not bad either.
As the eldest disciple of Chu Xun, he inherited Chu Xun’s unique skills, and even the sword intention of the river Chu Xun passed on to this disciple. Now the sword river is pouring in from his hand, and every drop of water turns into a shocking stream. With his sword intent, he killed everyone in the Palace of Criminal Law, and no one was his opponent. In a short period of time, he had won 37 games in a row.
these deeds.
Introduced into the deserted palace.
Even more amazed.
Even the elders in the Sutra Pavilion couldn't help but express shock. They looked at the elder who was quietly reading the book with admiration. Who would have thought that he had such a profound knowledge in Huangtian Palace without saying a word.
Ye Huang.
Bai Luli.
Chen Xun.
Jiang Chen.
Liu Jian.
Each of them is a genius who can set up a stage in the palace alone, and Bai Luli and Chen Xun will rise at any time, and the other two are not far behind. Even if Liu Jian's cultivation is slightly weaker, his talent is here It goes without saying that as long as enough time is given, its rise is inevitable. If it takes another ten or twenty years, it's hard to say what the status of Huanggong will be.
Teach and educate people.
Moisturize things in silence.
admire.
admire!
These elders marveled.
And Chu Xun also rarely walked out of the Sutra Pavilion. During this period, he gained a lot from reading books. Now he walked lightly to the mountain behind the Huanggong. Many thoughts came to his mind. If he used these, he could draw a good book in an instant. The scriptures were enough to be placed in the Huanggong Sutra Pavilion, but he did not take any idea.
All kinds of emotions.
Many thoughts.
They are all constantly intersecting.
Swordsmanship.
fingering.
Palm technique.
Boxing.
Stick method!
Halberd method!
There were too many things that flooded into his mind, mottled and messy. Even after he had sorted them out in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, they were still flooding into his mind. He simply closed his eyes and watched the thoughts flow through his mind like a horse. This pause was several days.
Someone saw the fairy-like old man in white sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, facing the sun, overlooking all living things from a distance. The branches and leaves beside him were dripping with morning dew, but he was entrenched there peacefully.
One day.
Second day.
Three days.
A few days.
Silent.
Like petrification.
A few days later, one early morning, the old man slowly opened his closed eyes. In front of him, a bright sun was rising. Purple clouds stretched across the sky for [-] miles from the east, and a sea of clouds was wandering. Between the sky and the earth, such beautiful scenery made the old man feel a sense of wonder in his eyes.
This scene.
So beautiful!
picturesque!
There are also various thoughts in my heart, such as the sword intention of the river that I learned at the beginning, peeking into the mystery of a corner of the world. Now I am observing the blooming sun, I also have the same thought in my heart, holding the ivy sword, and swinging the sword lightly.
I felt a sense of relief in my heart, and there was endless heat accompanying this sword swing. The sword light disappeared into the clouds and continued to extend, three hundred miles, five hundred miles, eight hundred miles, tens of millions of miles!
Deserted palace.
Even the Huangtian Palace.
Even the other top forces in the Huangzhou felt a dazzling sword energy rising up and swimming upstream. They couldn't help but look up and saw the sword light penetrating the sky and the earth, a sword extending thousands of miles. They couldn't help but express their shock: "That's Whose sword?"
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