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"Unfortunately, the time is still too short. It's only half a month. If it is a month, I will definitely be able to cultivate to the limit of the Creation Realm!"

Lu Xuan put down his hand, and then his eyes fell on the two swords in front of him.

Or what I said just now, the time is too short.

He simply didn't have time to practice these two swordsmanships to a perfect state.

Whether it is the instant sword art or the Jiuxiao Shenlei Yutian sword art, it is only an introduction at present.

However, although it is only an entry-level, but with the cooperation of swords, the power is still not bad.

Especially the Jiuxiao Shenlei Yutian Sword Art, with the top-grade treasure Dao Tingjian, one layer can also have two layers of effects.

With a thought, Lu Xuan put the two swords in his body and continued to nourish it with hard work.

Then he slowly got up, opened the door, and walked out.

Today is the day of the test.

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on the territory square.

Almost all the Mu people are in place.

Including Qiu Nanqing et al.

Looking at it this way, it seems that he is a little late.

"Brother Lu."

Seeing Lu Xuan, Qiu Nanqing's face suddenly showed a smile.

"Sorry, I seem to be late."

Lu Xuan made a scene.

"It's alright, the Muzu is not completely ready."

Qiu Nanqing didn't care.

Mu Guhan, who was standing in the distance, looked at Lu Xuan carefully again.

Because Lu Xuan has restrained his breath, he can't see the reality of the realm for the time being.

I can only sigh, looks handsome and delicious.

As the first sect, Qiu Nanqing treated this man and treated them with completely different attitudes.

Shaking his head slightly, Mu Guhan withdrew his attention.

These are no longer important, anyway, everything will be settled today.

"Senior Brother Lu, let me tell you about the situation in Murong."

Qiu Nanqing moved slightly closer to Lu Xuan.

In the eyes of others, the two seem to be leaning against each other.

"In the past two weeks, you have been retreating and practicing, so you don't know who came from Jianzong."

Qiu Nan's clear air is like a secluded orchid, and the mouth is fragrant.

"Appreciate further details."

Lu Xuan nodded.

"The number of people from Jianzong is similar to ours. There are only two of them who need our attention, one is Ye Tian, ​​and the other is Murong Binglan!"

When it came to the word Murong Binglan, Qiu Nanqing's voice became a lot more solemn.

Obviously this is a character not to be underestimated.

Although Lu Xuan had doubts, he did not interrupt her, but listened to her quietly.

"Ye Tian is the ninth-level limit of the creation realm, and his strength is extraordinary, but he has not cultivated a relatively top sword technique, so don't take it too seriously."

Qiu Nanqing said in a low voice, "But that Murong Binglan is different. This woman's aptitude is the same as mine, she's all top-notch, and she's also a key disciple of the Sword Sect."

"The realm is also higher than me, but it is the seventh level of the creation realm. I have no absolute confidence to defeat her."

The last time she was attacked by a demon cultivator, she was already at the third level of the Creation Realm, and now she has cultivated to the sixth level.

But there is still a little gap between Murong Binglan.

"Okay, give her to me then."

Lu Xuan said calmly.

Hearing this, Qiu Nanqing's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her nose even sniffed lightly, as if she wanted to smell something from Lu Xuan.

Finally, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"I like the confident Senior Brother Lu the most!"

In the endless chat, the Muzu finally got ready.

One by one is expressionless, making people feel depressed.

But most of them were like this when they came. Although it made people feel uncomfortable, Qiu Nanqing and others didn't say anything.

Immediately under the leadership of Mu Guhan, everyone went to the place where the secret realm was located.

After all left.

A strange atmosphere suddenly emerged in the wood tribe's territory.

It can be seen with the naked eye that black mists spread out from all over the territory, filling the alleys and palaces.

Almost instantly, a cold smell enveloped the entire territory.

call!

Suddenly, a pair of blood-red pupils opened in the black mist, followed by another pair, densely packed.

Fierce aura, like reality.

"After being suffocated for so long, I can finally do it well!"

"Yeah, the Dao Domain destroyed my entire seventeen strongholds in the Nether Demon Hall, and also killed the cauldron that I had raised for a long time. This revenge will be avenged today!"

"I don't know what the meat of Daoyu geniuses tastes like. It should be very fragrant."

"Jie Jie, you can taste it today!"

All kinds of cruel voices rise and fall one after another in the black mist, like a group of demons dancing wildly!

"Quiet."

A low voice sounded, with great majesty.

It made everyone quiet for a while, not daring to speak.

I saw the black fog swaying for a while.

Six figures were revealed.

They are all wrapped in black robes and have no face, so they can only reluctantly determine their gender from their body shape.

The first, with a dark mask.

The blood moon is engraved on the mask, and the only exposed eyes are like an abyss, full of coldness and indifference.

"In today's affairs, only success is allowed, and failure is not allowed,"

He said slowly, "If you fail, you should know what will happen next."

As these words fell, the black fog burst into commotion, and a trace of fear appeared in the originally rampant eyes.

"The Murong clan, Jianzong, and Xingzong's masters of life and death, this hall will block the other elders, so you only have one task, that is to kill everyone except the Mu clan!"

"Understand?"

"Please rest assured, Hall Master!"

"I'm waiting for the crime, if you can't even solve these little babies, then you can just wipe your neck in place!"

The bloody eyes in the black mist became bloodthirsty again. *