Taoist evil doctor

Chen Feng clenched his fists tightly, his face pale!

He fixed his eyes on Li Xiaoqiang, wanting to challenge him, but his strength lies here, and he is obviously not his opponent. This guy is indeed stronger than the rumors. Could this be the strength of the god-level spiritual root? ?

Chenfeng took a deep breath and said, "I'm defeated!"

When Chen Feng said a word, those younger brothers who had surrendered to Chen Feng walked up to Li Xiaoqiang one after another, cupped their hands and smiled at Li Xiaoqiang: "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Li Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Li, you are the future of our Tianyuanzong, you His strength is so powerful that I have to admire it!"

"Yeah, I'm waiting for the monk, and I hope Li Daoyou will take care of him in the future."

"Li Daoyou, we can still practice in this land of sword mounds, right?"

Hearing what these guys said, Li Xiaoqiang stared at them with a sneer and said, "You want to practice in the Sword Tomb, this is what you care about, right?"

When everyone heard Li Xiaoqiang's words, their faces showed ashamed expressions, but they had no choice. Now Chenfeng's territory belongs to Li Xiaoqiang. If Li Xiaoqiang doesn't want them to comprehend sword intent here, they can only go to A place where sword intent is thin.

Li Xiaoqiang saw everyone's uneasy expressions, and said with a smile: "Morning Wind's subordinates can still practice here!"

When everyone heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief, and they said in unison: "Thank you Li Daoyou!"

Li Xiaoqiang turned his head to look at Chenfeng.

I saw that Chenfeng looked like a lonely old man, he was walking towards the outside of the sword mound.

Li Xiaoqiang stared at Chenfeng's back and said: "Chenfeng, this was once your territory, but now you are defeated by me, don't you have the idea of ​​defeating me?"

Chen Feng's footsteps paused, and he whispered: "You are a god-level spiritual root, I will never be able to defeat you!"

Li Xiaoqiang walked behind Chenfeng, stared at Chenfeng and said: "Chenfeng, you have to believe in yourself. In this world, there is no absolute genius, and there is no absolute mediocrity. There is only one who is more able to endure hardships than anyone else. persist in!"

"Furthermore, sword drawing requires practitioners to have lofty aspirations and arrogance. You must be arrogant to the extreme and have the confidence to defeat me, Li Xiaoqiang. Only in this way will you become a truly strong man. Otherwise, your cultivation base will Definitely can only stay here for the rest of my life.”

Chen Feng turned around slowly, and from his eyes, a mighty fighting spirit broke out: "Li Xiaoqiang, you are right, even if I am defeated by you, I should not be discouraged, I should aim at you, I To defeat you, only in this way will I be more motivated!"

Li Xiaoqiang stretched out his hand, patted Chenfeng's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Okay, I believe, one day, you will defeat me, Li Xiaoqiang, and become the pride of Tianyuanzong!"

Chenfeng's entire aura changed at this moment.

He nodded and said: "Okay, Li Xiaoqiang, just wait, I will definitely come to you!"

When Chen Feng said this, his figure was jumping quickly on top of the standing broken sword. It seemed that Chen Feng had gone to find a place to retreat and practice.

When everyone heard the conversation between Li Xiaoqiang and Chen Feng, they all stared at Li Xiaoqiang with admiration. Li Xiaoqiang really has the style of a general.

Treating an enemy as a friend is not something ordinary people have.

Li Xiaoqiang walked to Lin Miao's side, stared at Lin Miao and said, "You will manage this territory temporarily."

Lin Miao nodded and said, "Don't worry, brother, I will manage it well. If anyone dares to behave wildly on our territory, I will make him regret coming to this world!"

Immediately, Li Xiaoqiang walked into the sword mound.

In the Sword Tomb, only Li Xiaoqiang entered.

Li Xiaoqiang stood in the middle of the sword mound, surrounded by the majestic sword intent, raging and stirring.

Li Xiaoqiang held the long sword in his hand and closed his eyes tightly. Immediately, those sword intents spun wildly around Li Xiaoqiang.

Boom boom boom.

In this sword mound, a storm of sword intent was formed.

This storm rushed straight into the sky.

Seeing this scene, the monks outside the sword mound were stunned and said: "No wonder Li Daoyou was able to defeat Chenfeng, his understanding of sword drawing is also very powerful!"

Li Xiaoqiang, who was standing in the sword mound at this moment, slowly closed his eyes. When Li Xiaoqiang closed his eyes, those sword intents crazily drilled into the scabbard in his hand.

And the long sword in Li Xiaoqiang's hand trembled violently, as if it was about to explode.

Suddenly, the surrounding air instantly became quiet, only those broken swords standing on the ground.

Li Xiaoqiang's figure was reflected on the broken sword.

Li Xiaoqiang suddenly opened his eyes.

Swish!

A sharp light shot out from Li Xiaoqiang's eyes!

And this time.

Sword out!

bright!

I saw a sword light, more fierce than before.

Click!

Suddenly, a deep knife mark appeared on the wall in front.

Seeing this scene, Li Xiaoqiang had a strong smile on his face and said: "No wonder they all compete for the place where the sword spirit is strong. Practicing in this kind of place can condense the sword spirit into the scabbard, which is even more powerful! Let me The comprehension of sword drawing is also more thorough!"

As Li Xiaoqiang said, he kept sharpening his sword, and the sword lights kept making knife marks on the cliff in the distance.

There are formations all over the sword mountain, and the sword drawing technique can't damage him, it can only leave knife marks on it.

Time passed continuously during Li Xiaoqiang's cultivation. In the blink of an eye, he had been cultivating in the sword mound for seven days, and during these seven days, everyone could only see the sword light emitting from it.

"It's really unexpected that Li Daoyou, a god-level spiritual root talent, is working so hard. After seven days, he only rested for three hours. The rest of the time is spent practicing sword drawing. This endurance is really not comparable to ordinary people. of!"

"Yes, Li Daoyou can achieve today's achievements, and his hard work must have played a very important factor!"

"Geniuses work so hard, let's continue to practice, mommy, my arm is so sore!"

"..."

If this group of people knew that during the three hours of silence, it was Li Xiaoqiang who was comprehending the true meaning of sword drawing. I don't know how they would feel.

In other words, Li Xiaoqiang didn't stop for a minute or a second to rest during the seven days.

Now Li Xiaoqiang wants to ascend to the first area of ​​Jianshan Mountain and challenge those geniuses. He has to work hard. He is also a peerless genius with a god-level spiritual root. How decent is it to be suppressed by those people at the foot of the mountain?He Li Xiaoqiang is naturally not reconciled!

And the talent competition is getting closer and closer, Li Xiaoqiang has to hurry up, he wants to make a name for himself in the talent competition, if he doesn't work hard now, he will suffer in the talent competition!

If others work hard, he will work harder!

Li Xiaoqiang stared at the top of Jianshan Mountain, and said in a deep voice: "I, Li Xiaoqiang, will definitely climb to the top of Jianshan Mountain. All geniuses will be trampled under my feet! Anyone who dares to refuse will be killed!"

Practicing sword drawing is not only ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to yourself!

That's the essence!