Fantasy: Quietly draw the sword 100,000 times, and come out of the mountain as the sword god

“Vulnerable.”

After thinking about the cliff, Xu Tian withdrew his Tianyantong, shook his head, and spit out the same four words.

It’s just that it’s different from Zhuang Mingzhu.

The vulnerable that Zhuang Mingzhu said was for Chen Feihong.

And Xu Tian’s vulnerability refers to Zhuang Mingzhu.

This so-called Tianjiao Shengnv is nothing more than that.

Whether it’s the strength of practice, or the state of swordsmanship, everything.

Judging from Xu Tian’s current eyes, Zhuang Mingzhu like this is indeed vulnerable.

The difference is that the current Xu Tian is too much.

This is not Xu Tian’s inflated complacency, or deliberately belittling Zhuang Mingzhu to elevate himself, but a serious and fair answer.

There is no exaggeration.

“Huh…don’t leave them alone. Draw your sword! Become stronger!”

Withdrawing his thoughts, Xu Tian got up and stood up, pulling himself together.

He pulled out the iron sword that had been inserted obliquely into the soil, and put the sword back into its sheath.

Then he held the hilt of the sword again, slowly drew the sword, and unsheathed it inch by inch.

The speed at which he draws his sword has now slowed down a bit.

It’s not that he stopped working hard and slack off.

On the contrary, he was even more determined.

It’s just that he discovered that when drawing the sword, he should concentrate his energy and spirit, and carefully observe every inch of the blade with the heart of the sword. There are some new experiences.

For example, when holding the hilt of the sword, it is gathering momentum!

When the sword is drawn an inch, it is pressure!

Pulling out the sword completely means release and so on!

The speed, technique, and position of drawing the sword out of the sheath are different, and the effect will be different.

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Spring goes and autumn comes.

In the blink of an eye, another half a year has passed for Changhe Jianzong.

It has been almost a year since Xu Tian entered Siguo Cliff.

After the Nine Peaks Competition was over, the Zongmen sent someone to release Xu Tian.

But Xu Tian refused.

It’s quiet inside the Siguo Cliff, which is just right for him to draw his sword alone, otherwise it would be inconvenient if he was outside.

So far, Xu Tian has completely taken root in Siguoya.

The Changhe Sword Sect regained its calm again. Except for the top ten disciples in the big competition who are working hard to prepare for the Donghuang Sword Dao event next year, the other Sword Sect disciples are living as before.

Gradually, everyone forgot about Xu Tian who was imprisoned in Siguo Cliff.

Xu Tian became the most insignificant person in Changhe Jianzong.

On the other hand, Master Zhao Ming would come to Xu Tian to sit here from time to time.

He didn’t speak, just sat on the top of the cliff.

This great swordsman who used to be in the Divine Sea Realm, in the past six months, seemed to have aged several decades, with gray hair, skinny bones, and an appearance of exhaustion.

I guess it won’t be long before I live well.

Regarding this, Xu Tian could only sigh lightly.

With this injury and illness, even the Sect Master of Jianzong, who is half a step into the Golden Bridge Realm, is helpless.

What can he do?

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【Ding! Congratulations to the host, complete a thousand sword draws, and get a reward: a hundred years of cultivation! 】

The system’s boost sound sounded in Xu Tian’s mind.

Xu Tian wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling slightly out of breath.

But in his eyes, there was a burst of joy.

“One hundred years of cultivation is enough for me to break through to the seventh level of the Divine Sea! And the seventh level of the Divine Sea is already a high level of the Divine Sea, and my strength will have a qualitative leap!”

That’s right, in the past six months, Xu Tian has continued to advance by leaps and bounds, and his strength has improved again!

Already arrived at the Sixth Layer of the Divine Sea from the Third Layer of the Divine Sea!

Calculated, it is almost two months to improve a small realm!

If this speed is spread to the outside world, it will definitely cause an uproar and make countless people dumbfounded.

“System, open the personal panel.”

After muttering to himself, a flimsy and transparent panel appeared in front of Xu Tian’s eyes.

[Host: Xu Tian]

[Zongmen: Changhe Sword Sect]

[Cultivation: Sixth Layer of the Divine Sea]

【King Dao Realm: Supreme Sword Heart】

[Weapon: Ordinary Iron Sword]

[Supernatural powers: Sword Qi Rolling Dragon Wall, Crescent Moon Sky Chong, Breath Containment Technique, Stepping on the Sky Seven Steps, Celestial Eye, Seventy-two Ways of Swordsmanship…]

[Number of sword draws: 1,000 times]

[Please host to start drawing the sword, the more times the host draws the sword, the stronger the strength! Whenever the host draws his sword for a certain number of times, he will be rewarded by the system! 】

Nodding in satisfaction, Xu Tian retracted the system panel and said silently: “Absorb.”

Boom! !

In an instant, a hundred years of cultivation entered her body!

A powerful and violent force spread in Xu Tian’s body!

In his dantian divine sea, storms of sword energy set off!

If it weren’t for the concealment of the breath holding technique, I’m afraid that at the moment of this breakthrough, a vision will be born, shaking all directions!

After a stick of incense.

Xu Tian slowly opened his eyes, and an extremely sharp and terrifying light flashed past his eyes!

At this moment, Xu Tian, ​​even if he didn’t have the slightest aura to reveal, his whole body is like a magic sword tearing through the endless night, making people dare not look directly at him!

Sharp, fierce, lonely, and powerful!

The Seventh Layer of the Divine Sea, success!

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at the same time.

Outside the Changhe Sword Sect.

A tall, muscular swordsman dressed in black walked slowly.

On his back was a huge broad-bladed sword the size of a door panel, his temples were bulging high, and his eyes were shining brightly.

He stood at the foot of the Changhe Jianzong mountain gate, and said loudly:

“Jiankuang, a disciple of Manjian Mountain,Come and visit Changhe Jianzong! ”

Boom boom boom! !

His voice fell like rolling thunder, and the entire Changhe Sword Sect was buzzing!

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[Kneel begging for flowers to reward evaluation votes! ! 】.