"This body is simply too powerful."

Su Chen was shocked.

Having experienced the cultivation experience of Immortal Land, he knew very well the significance of the energy in a middle-aged man's body.

With such energy, it is easy to smash a mountain with one palm.

Being able to possess such means in the void of reality.

It only explains one thing:

They have the opportunity to have the means in the real void that they can use in the fairy land.

With the thoughts of middle-aged people.

Su Chen had a very strange feeling.

He could feel the scenery of vast mountains and rivers beneath the snow-capped mountains.

He could see a mosquito dozens of miles away.

"The weather is cold, minus 39 degrees, wind speed 4.3, southeast wind..."

The body's perception of the environment is extremely keen.

Su Chen felt very comfortable, as if heaven and man were one!

"I am possessing the body of a master who once existed."

"Experience is valuable."

Su Chen can sense everything, but cannot control his body.

This made him understand that what he was experiencing was a mirror image, like a video, but it was as realistic as if he had experienced it himself.

brush!

There are two long knives hanging on both sides of the middle-aged man's waist.

I saw him quickly pull out the long knife with both hands.

He crossed his arms forward and swept forward. Two streams of light, one up and one down, flashed past quickly, as if cutting out two air waves, and then he closed the knife.

Just the action of drawing the sword brought out an extremely terrifying aura.

Su Chen's heart was trembling.

"So strong!"

There are only these two words in my heart.

The next second.

The middle-aged man drew his sword again and put it away again.

Repeatedly.

It was like he was training every day, constantly drawing and sheathing the sword, tirelessly.

About two hours passed.

A spaceship in the shape of a mountain came to the sky.

The cabin door opened, and a man with long hair and pointed ears came quickly from above.

Nearby, the long-haired man bowed and spoke the language that Su Chen heard for the first time, but Su Chen understood it despite being possessed by the strong man.

"Uncle Third, you shouldn't be training, your body..." The long-haired man looked bitter: "You should rest."

"I know my body." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Sword skills must be in constant contact. I have practiced this single action of drawing the sword countless times, but I can still learn new things if I train often.

."

"The art of double swords may be ethereal or sharp, with variable speeds and varied moves, but it is nothing more than the cooperation of both hands, picking, stabbing, slicing, crossing, chopping, slashing, horizontal slicing, and downward lifting. The hands do different things.

The movements are: left forward and right backward, left retreat and right retreat, left advance and right advance, left up and right down..."

Accompanied by the voices of middle-aged people.

He showed young people his unparalleled sword skills.

At this moment, the long-haired man didn't care to be comforted. He widened his eyes and watched carefully, even without blinking, not wanting to miss any scene.

And Su Chen, possessing the middle-aged man's body, felt the smooth movements,

A set of double-sword style movements, fully demonstrated.

The movements are simple and unpretentious, but full of natural rhythm, as if they blend in between heaven and earth.

Su Chen could even feel that if a middle-aged man explodes the energy in his body, his simple moves can unleash devastating power.

The body of the middle-aged man seemed to be burning with fire, very hot and dry.

The two swords are as smooth as water.

Su Chen quickly became immersed in this wonderful time.

More than half an hour later.

The middle-aged man stopped his movements, exhaled a long breath, and said calmly:

"My injury has not healed, but the ten-year appointment has arrived. My battle with Xunyu Tower must be carried out on time."

"Why can't we fight in the virtual universe?" The long-haired man advised: "Uncle Third, fighting in reality is too dangerous."

"It doesn't matter."

The middle-aged man said expressionlessly: "This battle cannot be avoided. The real battle was originally proposed by me. I know that if something happens to me, the family status will plummet. The clan members are not willing to take risks, but some

Things must be done, and completing this battle is the meaning of my life."

"Third uncle, can't we wait for you to recover and fight?" the long-haired man asked again.

"I can't wait any longer." The middle-aged man shook his head: "When you go back, tell your people not to be greedy for status and power. While power brings them rights and interests, it also brings hidden dangers. All things in the world are interdependent.

There is no absolute invincibility, and there is no eternal power."

"Let's go back."

The middle-aged man looked towards the horizon in the distance and whispered softly: "Xunyu Tower is already here."

"Third uncle!"

The long-haired man's eyes were red.

"go back!"

The middle-aged man's tone had a hint of sternness.

"Yes." The long-haired man cupped his hands, and the Frisbee under his feet slowly rose.

The middle-aged man looked at the silver light flying towards the horizon in the distance.

He murmured softly:

"I was born in the beginning of troubled times and rose up in the twilight years."

"I led my planet to reach level five civilization."

"I don't have any regrets anymore. I can't stand without breaking!"

"If I can't break through this battle, then I'll sleep here forever."

The mental state of middle-aged people is very ethereal.

He achieved absolute calm.

Watching the silver streamer approaching faintly.

Then, a person stepped directly down from it.

He stood on the top of the snow-capped mountains.

"Xunyulou, you are finally here." The middle-aged man said calmly.

"Xiulong, you shouldn't have completed the ten-year promise of fighting with me." Xunyulou sneered: "Ten years ago, you and I were both level 93, but in ten years, I have reached level 101. I got

The creation of heaven and earth is not as simple as you think."

brush!

A long black stick appeared in Xunyulou's hand.

The stick is five meters long and looks very heavy.

"Level is not everything. Outbreak and skills are the fundamental factors that determine victory or defeat."

Xiu Long slowly drew out his two swords and pointed forward, gathering all his strength and getting ready to strike.

"Hahaha, before crossing level 100, I thought like you, but now...let me tell you how huge the level gap is."

boom!

Xunyulou rushed forward, his body speed was so fast that a sonic boom formed directly around his body.
To be continued...