The strongest sword god

"You can briefly introduce to me the level of cultivating immortals and cultivating gods."

"The first three levels of cultivating immortals and cultivating gods are the same. They belong to basic warriors. They are Mortal Heart, Xiantian, and Tianling. The strongest of the Su clan you are in now is the early stage of the Tianling Realm. The Tianling Realm has a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles. It is considered the top level. exists."

"It seems that it is quite easy to be a strong man."

"Master, the Su tribe can only be regarded as the lowest existence in the Huaxia Dynasty, and these three realms are only the basic realm. If you just want to be a strong man in the West City Mansion, then you are not worthy of practicing the Heaven Killing Art."

Su Ming bit his lip, he knew that his thought just now was wrong, Su's tribe, Xicheng Mansion was just his starting point, not the end point, he wanted to pursue higher and farther.

"How can I enter the Xiantian realm from the Mortal state of mind?" Su Ming looked into the distance and asked resolutely.

"Realm promotion task: destroy a small tribe, level promotion task: kill ten monsters in the middle stage of the second level, and ten monsters in the late stage of the second level. Every time two monsters are killed, the level will be increased by one, and a level from zero to nine is a realm. , reach the ninth level and complete the realm promotion task before entering the Qi Condensation Realm, whether the master accepts the task."

Hearing the elf's words, Su Ming frowned: "Is this task a bit perverted? I'm only in the early stages, and I can't use the ancient artifacts. How do you ask me to kill monsters that are equivalent to the middle and late stages? Let me destroy a small tribe? Isn't this killing me?"

"Master, this is already the easiest task. If you can't even complete this task, then I'd advise you to give up the Heaven Killing Art."

Su Ming was provoked by the elf, and frowned: "Isn't it just twenty little monsters, a small tribe? I've accepted this task."

"If you successfully accept the mission, the system will reward you with ten Rejuvenation Pills and ten Rejuvenation Pills. Master, I wish you good luck." The little elf disappeared from Su Ming's mind after finishing speaking.

Rubbing the back of his head, Su Ming began to worry. He had seen the power of second-order monsters just now. With his current strength, if he met the middle-stage second-order monsters, he would have to wait for death. It seemed that he had to improve his combat power. .

Su Han looked at Zhu Ming standing there motionless in a daze, the expressions on his face were even more diverse, and he felt a little worried in his heart, whether the shadow has not disappeared yet.

"Father, let's go." Su Ming hung the body of the two-tailed fox on the tree pole, and said with a sad face.

Soon the two returned to the place where the unicorn was. Fortunately, their unicorn was not taken away by other hunters, otherwise the father and son would have walked back.

With Su Han's presence, the five people along the way dared to disturb their father and son. The two rushed to Su's house before dark. The results of this hunting were enough for their family to eat for half a month.

At dawn, Dongfang was pale, and Su Han pulled the sleeping Su Ming to the training ground.

"Xiao Ming, has your knot been resolved?"

Hearing his father's words, Su Ming rubbed the back of his head: "Father, the knot in my heart has been solved, but it seems that my cultivation has regressed, from the middle stage to the early stage."

Su Han frowned slightly, and looked at Su Ming with his eyes up and down: "What's going on?"

"It's probably the aftereffect of bringing back to life." Su Ming didn't know how to explain, and then he prevaricated.

"Sequel effects? Is it important?" Su Han stretched out his hands to grab Su Ming's arms, and asked with some concern.

"Father, don't worry. Although my cultivation has regressed, I feel that my foundation is more solid. The me now is a bit stronger than the me in the early days." Su Ming smiled apologetically. Warm, and at the same time, a little bit of shame arose in my heart.

"It's fine, I'll teach you some fighting skills for my father today. What weapon are you going to choose as your weapon?" Su Han asked, pointing to the weapon rack not far away.

"Father, I want to use a sword." Su Ming said without hesitation. In the game of Gods and Demons, Su Ming is a master of swords. He once won the title of the first sword in the region.

Su Han nodded: "My Su family has several sets of high-level mortal martial arts with swords, which are just right for you to learn."

Advanced mortal martial arts?It shouldn't be comparable to my nameless sword manual, Su Ming pouted, as if he wasn't interested in Su Han's martial arts.

"Master, the Wuming Sword Manual is equivalent to the Purple Star Immortal Skill Level Martial Skill, and it is comparable to the ancient divine skill when cultivated to Mahayana." The voice of the little elf sounded in Su Ming's mind.

"Father, I realized a set of sword techniques on the battlefield before, and I think it's quite suitable for me. I want to try the power?" Su Ming was embarrassed to reject Su Han, so he made up a lie.

"Self-enlightenment of swordsmanship?" Su Han was startled, and looked at Su Ming curiously.

"Father, you also know that the situation was critical at that time, and I had just experienced life and death, so I realized a set of sword skills." Su Ming worried that his father would see through the lie, and explained.

"That's why you captured Commander Crescent Moon and injured the saber-toothed tiger?" Su Han asked.

"Yes, Father." Su Ming nodded in response.

Su Han smiled and was overjoyed in his heart. It seems that Su Ming captured the Crescent Moon Commander not by relying on the advanced magic weapon as rumored by the tribal warriors, but by relying on the swordsmanship that he had realized himself. Those who can realize the swordsmanship by themselves are some evil geniuses. See Come to Xiaoming, the future is boundless.

Su Han selected nine warriors from the tribe, all of whom were masters of cold weapons, and asked Su Ming to take turns fighting with the nine of them. He wanted to see if the swordsmanship Su Ming realized could reach the level of the family's high-level mortal martial arts.

For Su Han's arrangement, Su Ming was very much looking forward to it. He happened to use these nine fighters to practice swords and let him familiarize himself with the moves of the Wuming Sword Manual. In order to better test whether the Wuming Sword Manual is as the elf said, Ming intends to [-]v[-].

Although his proposal was a bit arrogant in Su Han's eyes, Su Han still agreed. At this time, Su Han was very interested in Su Ming's self-enlightened swordsmanship.

The nine warriors walked slowly around Su Ming, all staring at Su Ming closely, as if they were staring at their prey. Su Han gave them an order just now, they must defeat Su Ming.

The nine of them were a bit puzzled by Su Han's request. Su Ming was just a 16-year-old boy. He fought against them without using spiritual power, and he even had a [-]v[-]. It seemed a bit too high for Su Ming. You know They are well-known fighters in the tribe, and their fighting power is not comparable to that of ordinary fighters.

Su Ming stood among the nine people, holding the sword in his right hand, as motionless as a mountain, not afraid of the nine people at all.

"call out!"

One of the nine warriors with a beard rushed forward, the sharp sword in his hand stabbed out like a poisonous snake, and reached Su Ming in an instant.

Facing this ferocious sword, Su Ming dodged the bearded warrior's sword with just a dodge to the left side of his body, causing his sharp sword to stab through the air.

Immediately stab the air, waiting for his results can be imagined.

"laugh!"

With a light stroke of the sharp sword in Su Ming's hand, a flash of sword light flashed past.