i have a hell

Chapter 228

For Zhao Long, Xing Chu is far from repulsive, but he definitely doesn't like him either.

Although it is not shameful to embrace the thighs of the same family in order to protect themselves, after all, everything is under the premise of being able to survive.

But as a swordsman, if you can't break through your inner timidity and cowardice, you will never be able to comprehend the true meaning of the way of the sword.

Xing Chu shook his head slightly in his heart, glanced at him sideways, pointed at Cheng Xiao and He Yinglong, and said, "If you talk about hugging thighs, in fact, those two have thicker thighs."

Zhao Long's eyes flickered slightly, and he grinned and said, "In my opinion, all of you have thick legs."

As he spoke, he clasped his fists to the other young masters and said, "So, please take care of me, senior brothers."

Xing Chu sighed slightly in his heart, the edge of the blade has been lost, and it is difficult to advance an inch in the way of the blade, this Zhao Long is useless.

Gently closed his eyes, stopped looking at Zhao Long, and gradually calmed down.

With the improvement of his cultivation, Xing Chu's understanding of his own way became more and more clear.

There are three thousand ways, and the paths are infinite. Everyone can only choose one way.

Only those who persevere and stick to the Dao heart can take that step.

The sword intent in Xing Chu's mind suddenly froze, and the edge shone on the sea of ​​consciousness.

Unexpectedly, he stepped into the seventh level of Saber Intent naturally without using his soul power to increase.

A sharp edge rose from Xing Chu's body, burst out in an instant, and the whole person seemed to be a peerless sword.

Zhao Long and the others sitting beside Xing Chu were taken aback, and left quickly to avoid being hurt by Xing Chu's saber intent.

The sudden change shocked everyone on the airship.

"What a terrible sword intent!"

"What level is this sword intent?"

"Such a powerful blade intent edge, I'm afraid it has reached the peak of the blade intent!"

The sixth elder, Hu Ming, was equally astonished.

He murmured in shock in his heart: "The seventh level of sword intent! Such an achievement in the way of the sword at such an age, even Luo Yidao back then is far behind."

However, this saber-like aura came and went quickly, but it disappeared quickly in an instant, and Xing Chu, who had restrained his aura, returned to his harmless appearance.

Opening his eyes, seeing everyone's shocked expressions, he smiled and said, "I just got a little enlightenment, and I am alarming everyone."

He himself was very happy.

It is difficult to comprehend the sword intent, every step is very difficult, and the further you go, the more difficult it is.

Unexpectedly, it was just because Zhao Long felt the need to compromise in order to survive, and by the way, he established and strengthened his Dao Xin, and the sword intent naturally broke through a layer.

Zhao Long, who also practiced sword skills, was shocked, his face changed rapidly, his hands were clenched tightly, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

"Tiandao Peak is truly blessed, there must be Senior Luo Yidao's comprehension of the Dao of the Saber, otherwise how could he have comprehended the Dao of the Saber to such an extent!"

From beginning to end, he always believed that Xing Chu's success had an inseparable relationship with Tiandao Peak.

"If I were in Tiandao Peak, his comprehension and achievements today must be mine!"

A dark breath was rapidly developing in Zhao Long's mind, and the dragon pill of the dark dragon that had not been fully refined in his body was quickly refined.

The breath became more and more violent and cold, the bloodshot eyes spread rapidly, and the evil spirit rose suddenly, and the whole person seemed to be a demon.

Zhao Long's sudden change immediately alarmed everyone.

Hu Ming was startled: "Not good! Zhao Long is possessed."

With sharp eyes and quick hands, he slapped Zhao Long's back with a palm, and a gentle true energy entered his body, suppressing the spreading dark aura.

The evil spirit in Zhao Long's eyes quickly receded.

He found that his hands were clenched tightly, his body was cold, and he couldn't help being surprised: "What happened just now?"

No one spoke, but they all looked at him with obvious hostility and unkindness.

Before reaching the Moyuan, Zhao Long showed signs of being possessed. If he arrived at the Moyuan, would this guy become possessed instantly?

As we all know, after a monk has become a demon, his relatives will not recognize him, and he will definitely suffer if he is with him at that time.

In the Moyuan, if this guy stabs him suddenly in the back, the harm will be greater than that of the Mozu.

Hu Ming saw everyone's worry and vigilance.

He stared at Zhao Long closely, and asked with a serious expression: "Has the Dragon Pill of the Dark Demon Dragon in your body not been refined yet?"

Zhao Long lowered his head, cupped his fists and said, "Return to Elder, not yet."

"Insufficient character, how can you control the dark dragon? It's best not to refine it during this time, you can go down here, there is no need to go to the demon abyss."

Hu Ming immediately made a decision.

Zhao Long was startled, and quickly said: "However, the ranking of the Shaozong is calculated by killing demons and monsters..."

Qu Xiaojian, who had been silent all this time, frowned and said: "Based on your strength, no matter how many kills you have, you are probably still at the bottom. What is the difference between killing and not killing?"

The other young masters didn't speak, but everyone's eyes clearly showed that they agreed with Qu Xiaojian's point of view.

Zhao Long's face froze suddenly.

Ordinarily, the Sixth Elder prevented him from entering the Devil's Abyss, so he happened to go along with the flow.

But the moment he just fell into the demon, he suddenly had a feeling that entering the demon abyss seemed to be not a bad thing for him.

Moreover, there seemed to be a voice in his heart that kept telling him that entering the Demon Abyss was his chance.

He suddenly hesitated.

He subconsciously looked at Xing Chu.

Xing Chu's face was calm, he glanced at him, moved his body back, and felt that he was sitting more comfortably, and then said slowly: "People have obsessions, and the knife has a slanted edge. But the blade only accounts for ten thousand of the overall blade. One, all power does not come from the edge of the blade, nor from the blade itself, but from the person holding the blade.”

Zhao Long was taken aback.

"What, what do you mean?"

He felt that Xing Chu's words were very profound, but he couldn't understand them for a while, as if there was a layer of fog in front of his eyes, he could clearly see it, but he just couldn't get it out.

Many people are thoughtful, but like Zhao Long, many people are also in the fog.

Hu Ming's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Xing Chu in disbelief.

He is only at Mingyang Realm, and he has already understood this truth!
When Hu Ming understood this truth, he was at the peak of the sixth heaven of Taoism.

It was precisely after he understood this sentence that he successfully entered the seventh heaven of the Dao Realm.

Xing Chu raised his eyes and cast a sideways glance at Zhao Long, teasingly said, "Want to know?"

The playful look in his eyes made Zhao Long uncomfortable for a while.

Zhao Long's eyes flickered, and he cupped his fists for a moment and said, "Brother, please teach me!"

Xing Chu narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled. When Zhao Long had just become possessed, he could clearly feel Zhao Long's killing intent towards him.

But he didn't care.

In his eyes, Zhao Long is just a small character who can't bind him in any way.

To kill Zhao Long, for him, it was just a matter of raising his hand.

(End of this chapter)