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

Donghuang Sword Dao Festival!

The grand event of swordsmanship in the entire Eastern Wasteland!

Almost all the sword cultivating sects, large and small, will send people to participate, just to become famous and soar to the sky in the Donghuang Sword Dao event!

It is rumored that there will be masters at the level of sword masters at this Donghuang swordsmanship event, and they will come to observe and recruit disciples!

Juggernaut, the realm above the Golden Bridge!

A character standing on top of the entire Eastern Desolation!

If he is picked by a sword master, that person’s future will be limitless, and even the sect behind him will be able to ascend to heaven with him!

“Pity.”

Xu Tian shook his head.

His road is destined to be lonely, and he can only walk silently alone.

Otherwise, he would also like to go and see this so-called Eastern Wilderness Sword Festival!

Of course, he didn’t care about it.

He believed that no matter which sword master he worshiped under, he would definitely not improve his cultivation as fast as he is now!

During this period of time, his cultivation has risen to a higher level, reaching the eighth level of the Divine Sea!

What is the concept of Shenhai Yae?

Even some peak masters of the Changhe Sword Sect are only at the eighth level of the Divine Sea!

It can be said that Xu Tian is almost one of the strongest in the entire Changhe Sword Sect now, except for the Sword Sect Master Zhuang Changhe who is half a step into the Jinqiao realm!

And this, Xu Tian only took a year!

What kind of concept is this?

From the third level of Qi refining to the eighth level of Shenhai, there are a total of fourteen realms!

This speed is enough to surpass any arrogance of Donghuang since ancient times. If it spreads to the outside world, it will cause an uproar in an instant!

“Meow…..”

Just then, a faint ‘meow’ sound came.

Xu Tian frowned, and looked around after hearing the sound.

In a pair of snow-covered weeds, there was a palm-sized kitten lying there, weakly alive.

At the position of her hind feet, it seemed that she was injured, and bright red blood oozed out, dyeing the surrounding snow red.

“Where did the little milk cat come from?”

After Xu Tian approached, he smiled and said.

Just as he was about to reach out his hand to touch the condition of the little milk cat, he saw that the whole hair of the little milk cat exploded, baring its teeth at Xu Tian.

“The little guy is still fierce, don’t be so nervous, I’ll just check on your situation.”

Xu Tian couldn’t help but put his right hand on the kitty’s back, and a warm current flowed down the kitten’s body.

This little milk cat was a little nervous at first, but after feeling the warmth from Xu Tian’s palm, he couldn’t help but gradually relaxed, and a touch of human shame flashed in his bright eyes.

“Huh? What a cruel heart, all the viscera and six internal organs were damaged, and the heart was almost severed.”

Xu Tian frowned.

I don’t know who made this little milk cat, and it’s seriously injured.

If he hadn’t discovered it later, he might have died here.

After thinking about it, Xu Tian left a spiritual energy in the little milk cat’s body, protecting its heart, and said:

“Little guy, whether you can survive or not depends on your own destiny.”

After finishing speaking, Xu Tian took off the coir raincoat on his body, covered the little milk cat, turned around, and prepared to draw his sword.

…

at the same time.

A hundred miles away from Changhe Jianzong, in a dense forest.

Three burly figures in black robes and hoods, with only a pair of scarlet eyes showing, were staring at the ninth peak of Changhe Sword Sect.

“Brother, it’s confirmed. The lord of the Sword Sect, Zhuang Changhe, has led a team to Donghuang Sword Dao Sheng with several elders in the sect.meeting! ”

“Now in the entire Donghuang Sword Sect, only the elders of the third and fifth peaks of the Eighth Layer of Shenhai are left behind!”

The black-robed man standing on the left said in a low voice.

“it is good!”

Standing in the middle, the tallest man in black robe nodded upon hearing the words, and said with a sneer:

“What a god-sent opportunity! We waited for ten years, and finally got this opportunity! Now the lord of the Sword Sect is leading all the cutting-edge forces to leave, Zhao Ming, let me see who can protect you this time!”

“Second brother and third brother, if we act together tonight, we will definitely kill Zhao Ming and send him on his way!”

“Avenge the blood hatred of the three ancestors of our troll sect!”

As soon as these words fell, the two men in black robes beside him cheered up and responded loudly:

“yes!”

That night, the moon and stars were sparse.

The entire Changhe Sword Sect was silent.

Three figures in black robes, like ghosts, climbed up to Changhe Sword Sect, and quietly moved towards the Ninth Peak.

…

In the main hall of Ninth Peak.

Zhenren Zhao Ming and Zhao Wan’er, who were sitting in wheelchairs, were originally chatting.

Suddenly, Master Zhao Ming seemed to have noticed something, and was slightly taken aback.

Immediately, he said slowly, “Wan’er, go back to your room to rest first, and don’t come out no matter what sounds you hear later.”

“Huh?” Zhao Wan’er was stunned for a moment, with doubts on her face.

“Be obedient!” Master Zhao Ming’s tone was rare.

at this time.

A long laugh sounded.

“Hahaha, don’t even try to escape!”

“Old thief Zhao Ming, I’ll wait for you to see the end!”

boom! !

The wooden door of the main hall was shattered by a palm.

Three figures in black robes stepped in! .