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Chapter 8 The cusp of the storm

Chapter 8 On the cusp of the storm

After Mu Tiezhen spurted out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the six hundred and twenty-five sword lights red and covering most of the arena, Yu Jiansheng and Lin Baohua showed a trace of anxiety on their faces.

Although they have great confidence in Zheng Haotian, as elders who have watched him grow up from a young boy to an adult, they are naturally more worried than ordinary people.

Qiu Xinyu keenly noticed the changes in their expressions, and said with a smile: "Uncle Yu, Uncle Lin, don't worry, Haotian hasn't used the treasure yet."

Yu Jiansheng and the others immediately felt relieved. They had seen the power of the treasure with their own eyes.

That kind of power is definitely not comparable to the sword light of spiritual weapons, even these sword lights mixed with essence and blood cannot be compared with it.

However, what happened next gave everyone, including Qiu Xinyu, a dreamlike feeling.

Zheng Haotian indeed took action, and with the power of thunder, he killed Mu Tiezhen with one blow.

However, what he used was not the light of the treasure weapon, but still the light of the spiritual weapon sword. But it was precisely because of this that everyone was shocked deeply and strongly.

This huge change instantly captivated everyone's eyes, and they looked on dumbfounded.

From the time the two sides fought to the end, only a very short moment passed, and most of them could only see two colors of sword light flying in the sky.

Other than that, all they saw was Mu Tiezhen's body lying on the ring unable to move anymore.

But the ones who were most shocked were not them, but those who truly understood the mystery.

Anyone who has guessed Zheng Haotian's identity and knows that he possesses the treasure knows that the final result of this duel will definitely be Zheng Haotian, but it is unbelievable that he actually won in this way.

"Sword Condensation Technique..." A dry voice slowly rang out: "He actually mastered the Sword Condensation Technique."

This is a middle-aged man, and the halo on his body actually has five levels. But at this time, he does not have the bearing of an intermediate practitioner at all, but his face is pale, and he looks at the prehistoric monster.

He looked at Zheng Haotian with ordinary eyes.

It's not just him who is like this, all the cultivators present who have reached the fourth level or above are like this.

Condensing Sword Technique.

In Ten Thousand Sword Art, there are two control methods: basic sword skills and sword formation.

Sword formation is a technique that coordinates all sword lights, arranges them according to certain rules, and exerts their maximum power.

But basic sword skills are the foundation of all the power of Wan Jian Jue.

The sword condensation technique is the most powerful basic sword technique that all spiritual masters dream of mastering.

After being promoted to the tenth level, a reiki master will try to attack the spirit body. This difficulty is so powerful that it is even ten times more difficult than advancing from the first level to the tenth level of a reiki master.

Within the Wanjian Sect, there are countless talented people who are stuck at this level and will never be able to take this final step.

All this is because they failed to completely master the basic sword skills of Ten Thousand Sword Art.

This basic sword skill is a hurdle that all spiritual masters must overcome when attacking the spiritual body.

Generally speaking, if you want to practice this basic sword skill, you need to reach at least the seventh level of a spiritual master before you can try to figure it out and practice it.

But look at Zheng Haotian at this moment...

The low-level cultivators who didn't understand the reason looked at each other. They were shocked by the gorgeous sword light displayed on the life and death arena.

The mid-level cultivators of the fourth level and above all had strange expressions on their faces, and they all looked at this man with only a third-level cultivation level with a hint of awe.

Third level.

There is actually someone who can start practicing the Condensing Sword Technique at the third level, and what's even more terrifying is that he actually succeeded in practicing it.

So, when this person continues to advance and reaches the fourth level, the seventh level, or even the tenth level, how powerful will he be?

"It's not the sword-condensing technique." Wang Yiyuan suddenly spoke, and his delicate voice paused for a moment, seeming to hesitate, and said: "It's not the complete sword-condensing technique."

Among the people here, she is the only sixth-level spiritual energy master, and she has seen many scenes of Wen Ren Bingying practicing the sword condensation technique, so her experience is naturally far beyond what others can achieve.

Therefore, after seeing the two hundred and fifty sword lights, she saw some mystery in it.

There are five hundred sword lights in pairs, and each two sword lights are closely connected, but they are still one step away from the true complete integration. However, although it has not yet reached the point of truly integrating into one, it can happen in

Zheng Haotian's body is already a remarkable thing.

With a long sigh, Wang Yiyuan said with emotion: "Junior sister Qiu, I understand."

Qiu Xinyu said inexplicably: "Sister Wang, what do you understand?"

Wang Yiyuan smiled bitterly and said: "I finally understand why Senior Sister values ​​Junior Brother Zheng so much. Considering that he has already initially explored the ability to condense swords at the third level, no matter how much we value him, it is not an exaggeration."

A smile appeared on Qiu Xinyu's lips, and her heart was filled with pride and pride.

The higher Zheng Haotian's achievements are, the happier she is. Although the thoughts of her youngest daughter's family are complicated and changeable, they are also very simple sometimes.

As long as she can hear someone praising someone in her heart, she will feel as sweet as eating honey.

Gao Sheng finally let out a long breath, glanced at Zheng Haotian with complex eyes, and then stepped onto the ring and said loudly: "Everyone, today's battle of life and death in the ring is over. You are all witnesses. Look,

For someone's sake, how about you leave your name?"

There was almost no hesitation and most people agreed.

Although they all knew that the two people Zheng Haotian killed this time were both Qian Renyuan's disciples, and one of them was even a blood relative of a certain Supreme Elder.

However, the abilities displayed by Zheng Haotian have greatly exceeded their imagination. As long as the rising star does not become a passing meteor, it will definitely become a shining star.

For such a person with great potential, they are certainly willing to take this opportunity to make friends.

The horses immediately stepped forward and directed the guarding disciples here to register the names of the more than a thousand people present and clean the arena.

In the end, in addition to a hundred people, more than a thousand people left their names and sect peaks. When they left, they immediately publicized what they saw and heard today.

Baicao Peak.

This originally unknown peak has once again become the focus of much discussion after recruiting six top disciples a few months ago.

Looking up, the sometimes thick and sometimes light clouds and mist are lingering on the mountainside, sometimes like a waterfall rolling down, sometimes like a broad river rushing. The spiers of the distant peaks are exposed from the clouds, majestic and majestic, just like a procession of armored warriors.

They formed a battle formation, braving the smoke to protect the sweet and fragrant oasis behind them.

This is the beautiful landscape above Fengchu Peak. Zheng Haotian was amazed as he walked along the way.

As one of the middle peaks, Fengchu Peak naturally has strict rules, far beyond what Baicao Peak can match.

However, under the leadership of Gao Sheng, they traveled smoothly and no one came forward to question them.

It can be seen from this that Gao Sheng is definitely not an ordinary sixth-level true disciple in Fengchu Peak.

In the distance, a quiet bamboo forest suddenly appeared. In the bamboo forest, there are several exquisite and amazing pavilions. Even from a distance, it has a pleasing feeling.

Gao Sheng stopped and said with a smile: "Junior brothers, after Junior Sister Qiu came out of seclusion, she was invited by Junior Sister Wang to live in this peak, and this is her residence." He glanced at Zheng Haotian with a profound expression.

Said: "Junior brother Zheng can see if he is satisfied."

Qiu Xinyu's pretty face blushed slightly, but she wanted to ask Zheng Haotian if she was satisfied with her residence at Fengchufeng. This Gao Sheng was too abominable.

Zheng Haotian smiled and walked into the small bamboo forest.

However, his expression suddenly changed slightly.

Outside the bamboo forest, he only saw the elegance and tranquility of this bamboo forest, but when he entered it, he faintly sensed a huge aura as deep as the sea.

This aura was not unfamiliar to him. There was this aura on the jade token given by Wenren Bingying.

He looked carefully, and his heart became more and more surprised. At this time, in his spiritual sense, these seemingly vibrant bamboo forests turned into streaks of sword light, forming a mysterious and indescribable formation.

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The bamboo leaves swayed in the wind, like the ever-changing sword light, which caused some kind of throbbing in his heart.

With a slight shiver in his heart, he immediately relaxed and turned to look at Gao Sheng.

Gao Sheng nodded gently and said: "This used to be the residence of Senior Sister Wenren. Before she left, she had promised that if you or Junior Sister Qiu came to this peak, this place would be opened to the public." After a pause, he continued.

Said: "Senior Sister is good at the art of formations, which is in the same vein as the sword formations she practices. These bamboo forests are all made by her own hands, and they should be helpful to your practice."

Zheng Haotian said with a solemn expression: "Sister Wenren has taken great care of us, and I will never forget it."

At this time, his gratitude to Wenren Bingying was definitely from the bottom of his heart. And he also understood why Qiu Xinyu was invited to live here.

Because living here is indeed of great benefit to understanding the sword formation taught by Wenren Bingying.

Yu Weihua and others looked around, but since they were not spiritual masters and had not practiced Wenren Bingying's swordsmanship, they naturally could not see the reason.

However, the elegant environment here has a different flavor, and what attracts their attention even more is the extremely rich aura here.

Gao Sheng raised his head and looked at the sky and said: "It's getting late now. Several junior brothers have just come from the Demon Refining Cave and must be a little tired. It's better to go to bed early and let's talk tomorrow."

Zheng Haotian and others naturally agreed happily and followed Gao Sheng's arrangement and entered their respective rooms.

Gao Sheng and Wang Yiyuan settled them properly and walked out side by side.

The two looked at each other, and their eyes finally fell on somewhere in the bamboo forest at the same time.

After a long time, the two of them retracted their complicated gazes and let out a sigh of infinite emotion.

The senior sister's vision is indeed beyond their reach...


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