My kung fu has been enlightened by myself

With the power of Wu Xiaolin's sword, he cut off an arm of the most powerful old man Weng Zhen among the loose cultivators.

Chen He had long given up the idea of ​​going all out. To be able to display such a powerful saber light during the foundation building period was unimaginable to him. It was not something they could resist at all, and life-saving was the most important thing.

Otherwise, no one will know what happened today, including the black hands behind Wu Xiaolin, and they will not be able to wake up the Heavenly Sword Sect, and it will only make people miserable.

However, at such a time when every second counts, Chu Zhou carelessly instructs Chen Jiayi and other Tianjianzong disciples to cultivate their minds.

Weng Zhen, who was seriously injured, sighed and didn't say anything. There was still a glimmer of hope, but unfortunately, this Tianjianzong disciple was too arrogant and wasted the time he bought, and now he has no chance to escape.

He let Chu Zhou and others escape, not for them, but for himself. The escaped disciple of Tianjianzong will definitely attract the attention of Wu Xiaolin and others. By then, the pressure on him will be much less, and it will be much easier to survive.

But, it's all too late.

"There's still time? You're very humorous." Wu Xiaolin looked like a fool, and didn't even bother to do it himself.

At this time, if you still pretend to be a wolf with a big tail, who are you bluffing?

Those casual cultivators who surrendered rushed up with the gangsters, all trying to catch a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect to make meritorious service.

Chu Zhou walked out from Chen Jiayi and the others without even pulling out his sword. These people were not worth it at all. He just threw a few sword qi forwards casually, as thin as silk, but his fingers were as long as they were.

There was a continuous bang, two casual cultivators who surrendered, and four or five ferocious gangsters lost their strength in an instant and fell to the ground. Only blood gushed out of their foreheads, gushing like a fountain.

Since using the extremely condensed "Liuguang" move, he has become more comfortable in controlling the sword energy. Without the huge scene of pointing at the sword energy, the power has not decreased but increased, and the damage has been greatly improved.

Faced with such a strange scene, those gangsters who were still rushing forward stopped for a moment, looked at their companions lying in front of them in horror, and then at the calm young man who put down his fingers, broke out in cold sweat, and backed up uncontrollably, no longer Dare to take half a step.

Everyone has the fear of death, not to mention such an inexplicable scene, which is even more frightening.

Weng Zhen stared wide-eyed. He majored in spells and had a keen mind. He naturally discovered the sword energy that Chu Zhou sent out casually. He knew that the disciples of the great sect had a profound background, but he never thought that he would be able to release it without even pulling out the sword. Sword Qi.

Is this the disciple of the Great Sect?
Could it be that he was really mistaken, that he could survive today?
Chen He behind Chu Zhou was overjoyed, while Chen Jiayi, Zheng Shuo and the others felt more peaceful. Although it was the first time I had seen this method of making swords into silk, it was still inferior to the strength he showed during the competition. Got some.

"Wu Xiaolin in Heishui Village, you plundered spiritual mines, killed innocent people, and joined the demon clan, all of which are capital crimes!"

Standing in the silent courtyard, Chu Zhou did not suppress his killing intent at all: "Do you want to die easier or slower?"

In a word, Wu Xiaolin's way of life was completely blocked.

The bearded Wu Xiaolin was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, and said disdainfully: "You are indeed a high-ranking disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, but you still have some tricks. It seems that you are different from others, and you are a genius who entered the inner sect early?"

"Hey, what a surprise. You said that if I killed a genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect here, would the elders in your sect go crazy?"

Wu Xiaolin's eyes were full of divine light, and he rushed straight over holding the Yanyue knife. The dark green flames on the blade twisted and swayed like strange fiery snakes.

"Open the sky!"

Wu Xiaolin held the Yanyue Knife in both hands, took a deep breath, channeled all the spiritual energy into his hands, and slashed at Chu Zhou. The air seemed to be torn apart, and there was an ear-piercing scream, and the light of the knife filled the night sky.

This saber is powerful and heavy, condensing Wu Xiaolin's decades of pure cultivation. Unless he is a consecrated master, it is extremely difficult to take it hard. However, Wu Xiaolin has figured out that Chu Zhou can't dodge this. Chen Jiayi and others will suffer.

Chu Zhou immediately fell into a dilemma. How could Wu Xiaolin's decades of fighting career have been spent in vain.

However, he is also limited in his own cognition.

Chu Zhou's current realm has undergone numerous improvements through the system, and he is actually in the late stage of foundation establishment. In terms of realm alone, he is not weaker than him.

However, Chu Zhou's own spiritual power has been condensed continuously through Gui Ling Jue, and he has been improved several times in the way of swordsmanship. The spiritual power has completely exploded Wu Xiaolin, a casual cultivator. This is the advantage of the disciples of the great sect.

And Chu Zhou's current vision and swordsmanship are beyond what he can imagine.

I saw that Chu Zhou didn't even move, and the two fingers of his right hand were closed together, and a bright white light came out through the fingers, which was the manifestation of the spiritual power and sword energy that had been substantiated.

With a wave of his hand, Xu Jianguang and Wu Xiaolin's Yanyue Saber and Kuang Meng Dao Guang came into contact with each other.

That seemingly insignificant sword light passed by without any hesitation, and connected Wu Xiaolin's sword light to the Yanyue knife itself, cutting it in two!
when!
Half of the knife body hit the ground like a mallet, and hit Chu Zhou's feet, shattering several bluestone floor tiles, but that was all, not even the corner of Chu Zhou's clothes.

"how is this possible?"

Wu Xiaolin couldn't believe it, the knife he had followed for decades was broken like this?

What made him even more unacceptable was that what caused these results was not the reckless use of magic weapons, but the random fingers of others.

He felt that his entire understanding of the cultivation world had completely collapsed!

The essence of sword light and sword energy is the same. Simply put, they are both highly concentrated spiritual power released by monks, but why is there such a big gap?
The casual cultivators who surrendered and those who did not surrender, as well as the gangsters, stared at the crescent knife that was broken in front of the young man, feeling their brains went blank and unable to react for a while.

The old man Weng really forgot about his injuries, his mouth was wide open.

Not to mention him, Chen Jiayi, Zheng Shuo, Sun Chuxue and others were equally surprised.

"Senior Brother Chu, it seems that he is stronger than Dabi Shi!" Chen Jiayi's eyes were full of little stars.

At this time, Chen He remembered what his daughter said about Chu Zhou. He could compete for the existence of the top ten inner sect disciples of Tianjianzong, and the top ten inner sect disciples of Tianjianzong are all comparable to the elders of the inner sect. Monster.

Then what is he worried about?
"Hahaha, you villains, in front of Young Master Chu, you are really chickens and dogs!" Chen He directly satirized Wu Xiaolin's previous words, which can be said to be full of sarcasm.

The morale of those casual cultivators who did not surrender and remained neutral were greatly boosted, and they approached one after another without hesitation in their praises. Now it was the gangsters' turn to lose their fighting spirit.

Just when everything was going well, the man in the cloak also approached Chu Zhou, boasting that the Heavenly Sword Sect had produced a large number of talents, but quietly handed out a sword to Chu Zhou's back.

It was a short dagger as black as ink, and it stabbed Chu Zhou's back in an instant when everyone was unprepared.