The Supreme Sword

【Chapter 233】Happy disciples (1)

Don't let time go, another five days have passed. It is already the eleventh day of the opening of the "Dream Shrine". ()

Xuantian is still cultivating in the'Vital Energy Spirit Spring'. His cultivation base is advancing by leaps and bounds. Although he has only stepped into the Seventh Layer of the Innate Realm in just five days, he has completely consolidated his cultivation and reached the late stage of the Seventh Layer of the Innate Realm. He will practice for another two or three days. , It will be able to attack the innate realm eightfold.

On this day, Xiaohu still went out to hunt and kill monsters. The number of monster cores accumulated in the valley had reached nearly 400, all of which were from lower-level monsters to higher-level monsters.

The demon cores of the fourth-level demon core are the size of two fists, and more than 400 are piled up together, like a small mountain. The materials for the refining of the more than four hundred demon beasts are piled up together. The location is even greater, almost five times that of the Demon Core, and it is more than ten meters high.

Xuantian cultivated in the "Vital Energy Lingquan", always maintaining the state of being incapable of thinking, forgetting the world, and reluctant to come out of the "Vital Energy Lingquan" for a moment. Only in just a few days, the cultivation level reached the innate state. Strange speed in the late sevenfold.

Without Xuantian's efforts, if others enter the "Vital Energy Spirit Spring", their cultivation speed will be far lower.

The sound of footsteps came from a distance. Although Xuantian couldn't be without thoughts, his sensitivity was more than usual.

It was the footsteps of human warriors, completely different from the footsteps of Xiaohu.

Xuantian woke up immediately, thinking about the days, the "Dream Shrine" had been opened for the eleventh day. Except for him, the younger elites who ran fast should have run six or seven thousand miles away.

It’s less than five thousand miles away from the "Dream Gate", and it’s not surprising that someone came here.

Xuantian jumped up from the'Vital Energy Lingquan' instantly, the fire-attributed innate qi revolved, and his body was instantly dry and he put on his clothes. At the same time, his body quickly came to the monster core and monster materials left by Xiaohu. He took the'Space Ring' in his hand, and his mental thoughts moved, and all of them were included in the'Space Ring'.

Then, he continued to hang the ‘Space Ring’ around his neck and hide it in his chest.

After doing all of this, only four people, over the top of the mountain in front, appeared in Xuantian's line of sight.

One has ten levels of innate realm, two has nine levels of innate realm, and one has eight levels of innate realm. They are four people between the ages of 18 and 22, each holding a sword in each hand, obviously a disciple of the sect of kendo.

Each carried a baggage on his back, and each had a reward.

These four are three men and one woman. The youngest man is about 18 years old and has the highest cultivation base. The other two men are about 20 and 22 years old, respectively, with the 9th and 8th levels of innate realm. The woman is about the same age as the youngest man, has the nine-fold cultivation base of the innate realm, and is quite charming, and looks closer to the youngest man. The two stood together, holding hands.

"Brother Ming! The vitality of this valley is so strong!" When the four of them turned over the mountain, the woman cheered, her tone of surprise in her voice.

Xuantian was at the edge of the'Ling Mist', and the four obviously did not notice him so quickly. Heng Jian Ming changed the waist of the woman next to him and said, "We haven't encountered any monsters in this area for hundreds of miles. I didn’t meet a few of the spirit grasses. I thought I was busy today, hehe...it seems that this valley is a bit special, Junior Sister Tian, ​​we will definitely gain a lot."

Tian Li kissed Heng Jianming's cheek and said, "Brother Ming is lucky. It is impossible to be in vain."

"Brother Heng, someone is in the valley!" At this moment, the twenty-year-old warrior exclaimed and discovered Xuantian.

Xuantian was instantly exposed to the eyes of the other three, Hengjian puckered his lips, and said, "Go, go and see."

Now that the four of them discovered this valley, sooner or later they would enter the ‘Ling Mist’ and discover the secrets in it. Xuantian might as well take the initiative to stop them outside.

Several people walked down the mountain, Xuantian had already walked to the outside of the valley, stopped more than 30 meters in front of the four, and saw the swords in their hands, and said: "Four swordsmen, I have come to this valley first. Go elsewhere!"

In terms of strength, Xuantian is not afraid of the tenth level masters of the Innate Realm now. Although the opponent has four people, Xuantian does not care about it. Although in the "Dream Shrine", killing and grabbing things is commonplace, but in Xuantian's heart He has his own way, no owner, he wants to fight, even if it is a life and death.

But it was already something others had gained, and asking him to make another murder and stealing goods was contrary to the way in his heart and couldn't do it.

Seeing that Xuantian was only a seven-fold cultivation base in the Innate Realm, and he was still a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, the eyes of all four of them were contemptuous, and they all smiled.

The four stopped, Hengjian laughed and said, "I was met by a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, and actually told us to go, hahaha... I have entered the "Dream Shrine" for so many days, this is the first time I heard such a funny joke."

Happy Sword Sect? Hengjianming?

Xuantian thought of Ling Yichen's broken arm, and had an instinctive antipathy to Xiaoyao Sword Sect. The person in front of him was called Heng Jianming, and it must have a lot to do with Heng Jianyun who was killed by Xuantian's hand in the Thunder Mountain Range. The name is not a brother or cousin.

Tian Li covered her mouth with a sweet smile, the flower branches trembled and the waves were turbulent, and her eyes gave Xuantian a fall, and said: "Although this little brother is funny, he is handsome, handsome brother, put you in' Bring out the things harvested in the "Dream Shrine" and give it to us. I ask Brother Ming to let you leave safely, how about?"

Hearing Tian Li said that Xuantian was handsome, Heng Jianming's eyes flashed unpleasantly, but seeing that Xuantian was not burdened, he thought that Xuantian had hidden everything he had harvested.

Kill the opponent, although the opponent will not take the things harvested in the "Dream Shrine" outside, but they will stay in the hidden position. They also have a good meal to find, and they can't even find it. It is better to let the other party take the initiative Hand it over.

As for the release of Xuantian, it is not necessary. In Heng Jianming's opinion, now that Xuantian is released, Xuantian can continue to search for treasures in the "Dream Shrine" and wait for the last three days to return to the first area. What is harvested behind the sky, shouldn't it be taken away again? Maybe they run into it again, and they can make a big deal again.

Seeing that Heng Jianming did not object to the two warriors nearby, they shouted at the same time: "Yes, hurry up and hand over everything you harvest, Brother Heng will spare you not to die."

Xuantian was amused secretly in his heart, telling them to leave, not willing to fight with them, but in the eyes of the other party, he was like a fish on a knife, let them kill.

Looking at the bulging baggage on the back of the four, Xuantian said: "The four sword friends have gained a lot. It seems that in addition to what they have gained, they have robbed others."

Hengjian let out a big laugh, and said, "If you still have some knowledge, don't be long-winded, hand over everything soon. This is the last chance. If you don’t take the initiative to hand it over, after death in the'Dream Shrine', although It will be safely transmitted outside, but if it is only hurt, the painful feeling is very real. If you don’t take the initiative to hand it over, we also have the means to force you to hand it over. Don’t waste our time."

"Brother Jun, it's rare that Brother Ming is kind, you hide your things, take them out quickly." Tian Li blinked at Xuantian, showing a seductive smile.

Xuantian also smiled slightly, and said: "I told you to leave, it was also a kindness. Although the four sword friends gained something to rob others, it was hard to come by. The chicken didn't steal it, and it eroded a handful of rice. Oh no."

Heng Jianming's face changed color for the first time, and he said coldly: "What are you talking about? Dare to look down on my Xiaoyao Sword Sect disciple, it seems you really want to die."

The martial artist of the Eighth Layer of Innate Realm shouted: "I don’t know the height of the sky, give you a chance to survive, you don’t cherish it, now it’s useless if you kneel on the ground and beg, Brother Heng, let me capture him alive, see if I don’t force He told all the gains."

Another male warrior sneered, Tian Li sighed lightly, looked at Xuantian, full of contempt: "I could live two months longer, so why bother to die!"

Heng Jianming nodded. The eighth-layered martial artist of the Innate Realm was the one with the lowest cultivation base and the weakest among them. However, the seventh-layer cultivation of the Xuantian Talented Innate Realm, from the perspective of Heng Jianming, was against Xuantian. More than enough.

"Hey Hey--!"

The martial artist of the Eighth Layer of Innate Realm sneered, and the sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, bringing out a bright light, not to mention the beginning, a sword pierced towards Xuan Tian.

The speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, it had pierced three inches in front of Xuan Tian's chest, and the sword light had already blown on Xuan Tian like a strong wind.

The three of Heng Jianyun put their hands on their chests and watched the battle between the two with ease. The eighth-layer warriors of the innate realm were extremely fast, and the seven-layer warriors of the innate realm were able to react. In their opinion, they won Xuantian made it easy.

The corner of Xuan Tian's mouth curled up, revealing a disdainful smile. Although the speed of the eighth-layer warrior of the Innate Stage was fast, in the eyes of Xuan Tian, ​​who was known for his speed, he was pitifully slow.

Just at the tip of the opponent's sword, an inch away from his chest, Xuantian suddenly shot, and the'Chongyue Sword' behind it was instantly unsheathed, a bright sword light flashed, and it split between the electric light and flint~www .wuxiaspot.com~ Xuantian's speed is more than ten times faster than that of the martial artist of the eighth level of innate realm.

At that moment, the dazzling sword light slashed from the middle of the body of the eighth-layered warrior of the Innate Realm, splitting into two with a sword.

The point of the opponent's sword reached an inch in front of Xuan Tian's chest, but it was like a ruler at the end of the world, it could not pierce the front, and it touched Xuan Tian's body.

The eight-fold warrior of the Xiantian realm suddenly turned into a ray of light, disappeared, and was teleported out of the "Dream Shrine". The baggage on his back also disappeared, but the demon core and spirit grass inside were raining to the ground. Fall off.

The things harvested in the "Dream Shrine" will remain in the "Dream Shrine" after death, and no one is exception.

"Junior Brother Gong!"

All this happened between the electric light and flint, Heng Jianyun and the three of them were shocked and exclaimed! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start (qidian). Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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