"Wow, this move looks great!" Leng Aotian really hopes that he can also learn such a move. Regardless of whether it is practical or not, at least it is very powerful and stylish.
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
Dongfang Gu shouted loudly and stabbed Leng Aotian with the long sword in his hand.
As Dongfang Gu thrust out his sword, the flying swords condensed with true energy above his head roared and swept towards Leng Aotian like an overwhelming force. The sweeping momentum made Leng Aotian like this move even more.
Taking a deep breath, Leng Aotian suddenly burst out with an extremely powerful energy, and the next moment his fist condensed into a purple-red energy ball.
"Xian Zhen Gang!"
"His strength has actually reached the psychic realm!"
"This...how is this possible!"
"..."
The faces of the big guys on the stage changed. Although they had estimated Leng Aotian's strength as high as possible, they had no idea that Leng Aotian could reach the psychic realm at such an age.
This is simply unbelievable to them.
They originally believed that no matter how strong Leng Aotian was, he would never be able to reach the advanced level of the innate realm.
The facts in front of them shocked them.
At this time, Leng Aotian's tightly clenched fists had already fiercely struck out at the flying energy swords flying in front of him.
"Bang!"
The strong wind raged and spread, and countless energy flying swords shattered instantly. Dongfang Gu was directly bombarded by an extremely violent energy and flew straight out of the stage. When he landed on the ground, his face was pale and he was vomiting.
Blood cannot stand up anymore.
"Offended!" Leng Aotian stood there calmly without moving. He cupped his fists at Dongfang Guyi, then looked at the ten elders and asked, "Who else is next?"
"Whoosh!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared in front of him.
Looking at this figure, Leng Aotian couldn't help but frown slightly.
This is a girl, a very beautiful girl.
Long hair, slender waist, plump chest, pert hips, and slender straight legs. The important features of a beautiful woman can be clearly found in her body.
Leng Aotian had already seen her when watching the game a few days ago and knew that her name was Dongfang Ying and that she was Dongfang Gu's younger sister.
"This girl looks no worse than my Feifei!" Leng Aotian looked at Dongfang Ying's arrogant look and couldn't help but think of Wang Yingfei.
They both have the same temperament, the same arrogance, and the same beauty.
"Are you sure you want to compete with me?" Leng Aotian looked at Dongfang Ying and frowned slightly: "I might as well tell you that you are definitely no match for me!"
"You'll know after you try it!" Dongfang Ying looked at Leng Aotian stubbornly.
"Forget it, you win!" Leng Aotian turned to look at the old man, said in a calm voice, and then walked off the stage with a sway of his body.
"You!" Dongfang Ying didn't expect Leng Aotian to let her win like this. She glared at the bastard in the audience and scolded angrily: "Come up here!"
Leng Aotian ignored her completely and walked slowly into the castle.
It seemed that he was walking very slowly, but in fact he was walking very fast, and he disappeared from everyone's sight in a short time.
There is a reason why Leng Aotian doesn't compete with Dongfang Ying.
This reason comes from the old man.
Leng Aotian stayed here for ten days and knew that in addition to this bet, the old man actually had another bet.
This is the old man's own bet.
The object of this bet is Yun Mengdie, one of the ten elders of the Immortal Sword Sect. She is a very beautiful woman. Although this woman is about the same age as the old man, she takes care of herself surprisingly well. At first glance, she looks like a third-year-old.
A mature lady in her teens.
Dongfang Ying is Yun Mengdie's disciple.
The old man likes Yun Mengdie, Leng Aotian has confirmed this.
The bet between the old man and Yun Mengdie is that if the old man can defeat Yun Mengdie, then Yun Mengdie will agree to live with the old man in the outside world. If not, Yun Mengdie will always stay in the Immortal Sword Sect.
Leng Aotian knew the old man's strength, and Leng Aotian also knew Yunmengdie's strength.
Although Yun Mengdie and the old man are both intermediate practitioners in the psychic realm, the old man is slightly inferior to Yun Mengdie.
This is what the old man said himself, and it is also what worries the old man.
Leng Aotian didn't want to compete with Dongfang Ying, he planned to compete with Yun Mengdie.
Returning to the castle, he walked into a stone room and sat down silently. Leng Aotian waited for the old man to come to him.
In less than five minutes the old man came in.
The old man had an angry look on his face: "You bastard, I expected you to take first place, but you wilt when you meet a woman. Go back to me!"
"Old man, there is a reason why I don't compete with Dongfang Ying!" Leng Aotian looked at the old man and said with a smile: "I know Dongfang Ying is a very proud girl, and I also know the relationship between Dongfang Ying's master Yun Mengdie and you.
I have my own plans!"
"What are your plans, kid?" the old man said angrily.
"I want to compete with Yun Mengdie!" Leng Aotian looked at the old man seriously: "If I win, Yun Mengdie should agree to leave the Immortal Sword Sect with you!"
"Are you competing with Yun Mengdie?!" The old man was stunned for a moment, and then deep anticipation surged in his heart: "Is it really possible?"
"Haha, try it!" Leng Aotian smiled slightly and said: "Dongfang Ying and Yun Mengdie are both very proud women. I asked about it a few days ago. If you go to provoke them, they will be provoked by you.
I will definitely agree with your suggestion!"
"How dare you come up with such a bad idea!" The old man nodded with satisfaction: "Hey! I'll try it now!"
"Wait!" Leng Aotian saw the old man turning around to leave with a happy face, and quickly stopped him: "I want you to agree to a condition!"
"You dare to make conditions with me!" When the old man heard Leng Aotian said that he wanted to make conditions, he immediately became angry: "Get out!"
"Listen to me first!" Leng Aotian looked at the old man helplessly: "My condition is very simple. I want you to teach me the trick of returning to the clan with ten thousand swords!"
"Is this it?" The old man glared at Leng Aotian.
"Yes!" Leng Aotian nodded.
"Do you know that once your strength reaches the advanced level of psychic realm, all your moves will be of little use!" The old man said: "With your current strength, even if you don't go to Immortal Sword Peak, it should be possible to reach the level of psychic within three years."
Advanced spiritual realm!"
"That skill is very majestic and beautiful." Leng Aotian said: "I must learn it!"
The old man didn't expect that Leng Aotian wanted to learn Wan Jian Gui Zong just because he looked good. He glared at him fiercely, thought for a while and said: "Okay! Anyway, your boy has entered the top ten, and you can get one of the sect's
Since you want to learn the rewards of high-level martial arts, I will get them for you!"
"Hey, thank you!" Leng Aotian said with a flattering smile.
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The day to go to Immortal Sword Peak has finally arrived.
Leng Aotian was a little excited and hoped to make a breakthrough in it.
Of course Dongfang Ying also has this qualification. At this time, she was standing next to Leng Aotian and glaring at Leng Aotian.
Dongfang Ying felt very unhappy when Leng Aotian surrendered in the last competition. She wanted to find an opportunity to have a good competition with Leng Aotian.
Leng Aotian didn't pay attention to the girl's angry gaze. He smiled slightly and waited to go to the Immortal Sword Peak. At this time, he had learned how to return to the sect with ten thousand swords. At the same time, he also learned to use the more powerful ten thousand swords when he condensed the innate power.
The sword returns to the clan.
The name of this move is no longer called Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, it's called Meteor Fire Rain.
Under the Immortal Sword Peak, a whirlwind blew, and the whirlwind became stronger and stronger.
It’s time to go up to Immortal Sword Peak.
The Xiantian Qi circulated in the body, Leng Aotian took a deep breath, and soon floated up with the whirlwind.
The distance from the ground is getting higher and higher, but Leng Aotian is thinking in his heart: "Did the whirlwind blow downwards when it came down? If so, that would be amazing!"
There are no plants or animals on the Fairy Sword Peak, but there is an indescribable and strange warm wind.
The dark stone is surrounded by caves.
After the disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect came up, they each found a cave to practice.
Dongfang Ying was not far from Leng Aotian, glaring at Leng Aotian unconvincingly: "Let's compete!"
Frowning slightly, Leng Aotian said helplessly: "There are not many opportunities to practice here. We'd better wait until we get down and compete again!"
"Humph!" Dongfang Ying snorted heavily, turned around and walked towards the cave not far away.
She didn't dare to practice outside and had to hide in a cave. Because the warm wind on Fairy Sword Peak was not an ordinary wind, but a very strange natural energy. The most important thing was that this energy would strengthen at night.
a lot of.
Leng Aotian didn't want to find a cave.
Turning around and looking around, he soon saw a steep stone platform that was more than twenty meters high.
"I might as well go up there and practice!"
Leng Aotian thought in his heart, and jumped directly onto the stone platform in a flash.
Although the old man told him many times when he came up that he must find a cave to practice, he didn't listen.
He felt that it would be too late to seek shelter in a cave when he couldn't bear it anymore. There were caves everywhere around him anyway.
The top of the stone platform was uneven. Leng Aotian smashed it randomly with his fists for a while, and finally made the stone platform slightly flat. He sat cross-legged and felt the warm and powerful force. His innate Qi circulated in a circle. He quickly
It is to enter a very mysterious realm.
The pure energy between heaven and earth surged crazily towards his body.
Time passes slowly, the sun sets and the sky becomes dark.
The warm wind gradually strengthens.
The surrounding temperature began to rise rapidly, and the warm wind became more and more fierce.
The stone platform where Leng Aotian was sitting was still cold, but his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a ball of fire. Although pure energy was surging crazily into his body, the burning feeling made him very uncomfortable.
"It seems that we should find a cave to practice!" Leng Aotian thought in his heart, but he did not take action immediately.
He wanted to endure it a little longer.
The warm wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the innate true energy circulating in Leng Aotian's body is getting faster and faster.
Gradually, a faint purple-gold light emitted from his body, and the natural energy between heaven and earth poured into his body even more crazily.
He is about to break through.
However, at this moment, the warm wind between heaven and earth suddenly doubled in strength. The scorching temperature made Leng Aotian's whole body turn red, and the clothes he was wearing began to emit streams of smoke.
"It's broken, now I'm making a breakthrough, what should I do!... I won't be roasted alive, right?"
Leng Aotian was a little anxious, but he couldn't stop.
If he terminates his breakthrough at this time, he will never hope to break through again.