The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

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Xizutian didn't ask a word, and he died under Chu Heng's sword.

Yan Chixia looked at Chu Heng with complicated eyes: "Brother Chu, this sword of yours really deserves the name of a sword god."

Chu Heng also smiled with satisfaction. Since he practiced swords, he has never been so satisfied.

Not by virtue of deep cultivation, not by system.

But just relying on the fighting spirit in his heart, relying on his persistence in drawing the sword, he comprehended the real state of no sword.

"There is no sword in your hand, but a sword in your heart"

"With a sword in your heart, everything in the world, from ancient times to the present, what is not a sword?"

Qinggangjian seemed to feel his joy, and a sword intent merged into his body.

Only now did Chu Heng understand that the Qinggang sword itself was nothing more than ordinary iron, and the most precious thing was the sword intent that had been honed to the extreme day after day.

Inclusive, killing, but pure.

As soon as his heart moved, he saw the Qinggang sword turning into a light spot and dissipating in the air.

Suddenly, his thoughts turned again, and he saw a long sword coming out of thin air.

Its sword body is crystal clear, obviously in the shape of Qinggang, but it reveals a sense of sharpness and elegance for no reason.

"Sword Intent Consolidation!" Yan Chixia's eyes widened, and she said in shock: "It is rumored that there is a leader-level power in the fairy world, and countless worlds can be born and destroyed with a single sword intent. Brother Chu, you have already stepped On this invincible path.~)”

Chu Heng's heart skipped a beat: "A single sword intent, will life and death destroy the world?"

Yan Chixia was also full of fascination: "Yes, it is said that the great power sent out a sword intent, which not only smashed a big world, but also never dissipated for ten thousand years."

"An eternal sword intent?"

Chu Heng was slightly disappointed: "When will I be able to reach such a state?"

There was a tremor from the fingertips, and the Qinggang sword trembled gently as if comforting.

"Yes, we still have time."

He clenched Qinggang tightly, giving birth to endless ambitions.

"Brother Chu, this Xizutian didn't do anything good, but she absorbed the devilish energy quite quickly〃."

At this time, Yan Chixia remembered something again, and she dragged Chu Heng down.

"and many more!"

As soon as Chu Heng stopped, Yan Chixia looked at him with some doubts.

Seeing that Dongfang Bubai was still in a coma at this time, Chu Heng picked her up and followed Yan Chixia just now.

When the two went down to the canyon, they heard Yan Chixia say again: "I just want to activate the Kunlun Liangyi Mote Array, oh, it's the spell that can form a spiritual space."

"Oh?" Chu Heng raised his eyebrows.

"Brother Chu, don't be unconvinced. The Kunlun Liangyi Mote Formation is originally part of the Kunlun Sword Formation. Tell me, if this spiritual energy locks you, can you still avoid the Yin-Yang sword energy?"

When Chu Heng thought about it, the combination of the two would be several times more powerful. (—)

"What's more, the yin-yang sword qi used by the outer sect just now has only its shape, but not its essence. The real yin-yang sword qi will not be blessed by infinite Kunlun spiritual energy in a hurry, and it should be given by someone who is at least in the distraction stage. The monks are in control."

"At that time, brother Chu, if you think about it, it will not be so simple."

Yan Chixia seemed a little annoyed that Chu Heng broke through the sword formation so easily, and at this time was tirelessly rectifying the name of her sect.

"What's the use of talking so much, you should take a look."

The corner of Chu Heng's mouth curled up, and he said teasingly.

Yan Chixia's face collapsed, if he could tell, Chu Heng could still be arrogant.

"Brother Yan, don't be unconvinced, this hero doesn't even mention his bravery back then, if he breaks, he breaks."

With a slip of his tongue, Chu Heng returned the words to Yan Chixia.

"Don't be discouraged, keep working hard in the future!"

"Work hard, this Kunlun has already fallen, no, I want to recruit a few better disciples, otherwise, this group of bastards will lose all my family fortune!"

Yan Chixia was depressed for a while, and actually started to think about the matter of recruiting disciples.

"Brother Yan, I have an idea. Look, how about my Shuiyue Palace?"

Yan Chixia rolled his eyes at him: "Better than Kunlun, let's do it."

"Hey, that's not what I mean, what I mean is, why don't you come to my Shuiyue Palace and play as an elder?"

"Huh? Elder?" Yan Chixia became a little interested.

"Look, you don't feel comfortable staying in Kunlun. You want to accept disciples. Kunlun seals off the mountain, and nothing comes. My Shuiyue Palace is different. There are many people asking for medicine and teachers, which is enough for you to dance."

Yan Chixia was delighted when she heard it.

He didn't want to be with people from Kunlun Outer Sect. Although Lanruo Temple is clean, he is a bold and lively person.