Boss, keep a low profile

On the stage, Hei Ting still performed very stably.

As Lu Chaoge expected, he was the most useless fifth realm.

The first level of sword intent did not have the innate magical power, nor did it have the sword domain, but only possessed extremely surging spiritual power.

Of course, his extremely low sense of presence and stealth ability were not used now.

Otherwise, it would be very terrifying to carry out a wave of powerful attacks without making any sound.

Although Lu Chaoge laughed and called his disciple the most useless great sword cultivator, in fact, in a life-and-death battle, the effect that Hei Ting could produce would not be bad.

This is a natural assassin!

Compared with Hei Ting's stable and poor performance, Luo Bing's strength was eye-catching.

After she swung out a sword energy in the second realm, the power of this sword energy was not inferior to Hei Ting!

How could this be possible!

How could a mere second realm of great perfection be able to cut out such a terrible sword!

This made Lu Dongli completely confused.

Just yesterday, Luo Bing was only an excellent second-level practitioner. How come he had such a dramatic change after staying in the meditation room with his brother for a while?

Lu Chaoge looked at the sword and nodded slightly, expressing his satisfaction.

He did not think that Luo Bing could exert the combat power of the seventh level after he had the power of the altar comparable to the seventh level.

It was like two cars, both filled with gas, but it did not mean that they ran at the same speed.

It was the same when peeing, some people peed three feet into the wind, while you peed directly to the tip of your shoes, that's the reason.

Being able to have power comparable to the fifth level was already far beyond Lu Chaoge's expectations.

On the ring, Hei Ting and Luo Bing fought back and forth, and in the eyes of Lu Chaoge and his sister, it was like a fight between two chickens.

At least after the forced improvement of his cultivation, Hei Ting had a certain degree of understanding of the power of the higher level, and his sword intent took shape.

For example, Luo Bing, who is in the second realm, has just touched the threshold of sword intent, and does not even have sword intent.

The two have average understanding of sword moves, and they do not have their own innate magical powers.

It is simply a miracle with great strength and a miracle with great strength!

The painting style should not be too strange!

However, even so, killing a fourth realm is definitely a piece of cake.

From the situation, Hei Ting is undoubtedly in the upper hand.

He has been deliberately holding back, otherwise Luo Bing will lose within three moves, and this is when Hei Ting does not use stealth and just stands there straight.

Lu Chaoge estimated that the power that Luo Bing can currently burst out is almost equivalent to the middle stage of the fifth realm of ordinary practitioners.

After ten moves, Luo Bing's condition is extremely poor.

Her skin is whiter than snow, and she is the whitest and tenderest woman Lu Chaoge has ever seen.

But at this moment, her face is pale, and she is obviously overwhelmed.

"Stop." Lu Chaoge said.

Heiting and Luo Bing stopped their hands obediently, and Lu Chaoge flew onto the stage and came to Luo Bing.

"Luo Bing, has the power in your body decreased during this process?" Lu Chaoge asked.

Luo Bing sensed it and nodded.

"Sure enough." Lu Chaoge said in his heart.

Although these altar powers can allow Luo Bing to burst out combat power for a short time, they are consumables.

Use a little and you will have less.

"You sit cross-legged here and try to absorb them and turn them into power in your body." Lu Chaoge said again.

Luo Bing's current condition was not good, and she urgently needed to regulate her breath, so she did it immediately.

After about an incense stick of time, she opened her beautiful eyes and looked shocked.

"Uncle... Master, Luo Bing just tried it and found that if she only absorbed the power given by the master in her body, the speed of cultivation would be more than three times the usual speed!" Luo Bing was shocked.

Lu Chaoge nodded with satisfaction, and once again showed a look of "Sure enough".

When the two saw this scene, they only felt: "Everything seems to be under the control of the head?"

But this is indeed in line with Lu Chaoge's guess.

This power of the altar can be used for transformation and absorption on weekdays, which is more efficient than breathing out spiritual energy.

At the same time, it can also burst out amazing combat power in critical moments to kill the enemy!

Luo Bing bowed to Lu Chaoge and said: "Thank you for the gift of good fortune!"

Men should praise more, thank him for his gifts, and say that everything he just gave him is great.

Luo Bing has understood this since he was a child.

Lu Chaoge waved his hand casually and said: "It doesn't matter, you should absorb it well in the future, and don't be reluctant to use it when you encounter a crisis. What I gave you today will be available in the future."

When these words fell into the ears of everyone, they were so shocked that they didn't know what to say for a while.

Luo Bing's focus fell on the sentence "Don't be reluctant to use it when you encounter a crisis."

I just felt that something melted in my heart.

This girl, who was born in a humble family and had a little inferiority complex, had never asked for too much from Lu Chaoge, and had already learned to find some candy for herself.

……..

……..

As the night deepened, Luo Bing and Heiting were told by Lu Chaoge to go back to the house to meditate.

The brother and sister walked side by side under the moonlight.

"What did my brother do to Luo Bing today?" Lu Dongli looked up at Lu Chaoge and asked.

"It's nothing. It's just that on the way back to the sect, I followed Master Jian Zun to destroy an altar of the Purple Moon Society. I relied on [Sword Realm Human Immortal] to strip away the power in the altar, and then used it to A force was transmitted to Luo Bing's body," Lu Chaoge said.

The information in this paragraph made Lu Dongli stunned for a while.

This...isn't this nothing?

"My brother's sword domain can actually strip away power and then materialize?"

"Also, will this power be unstable?"

"Why can Luo Bing absorb the power of the altar?"

Lu Dongli asked a series of questions.

She is steady by nature and thinks twice before doing anything. She usually feels unsettled by such unheard of things.

Lu Chaoge, who had a system to guarantee it, didn't think so at all. He just waved his hand and said: "Xiao Lizi, don't worry when I do the work."

Lu Dongli lowered her head and muttered: "It's just because he's my brother that I'm even more worried."

"Huh?" Lu Chaoge raised his eyebrows and made a deep sound.

Lu Dongli quickly stood up on her tiptoes, quickly took a few steps away, and put a certain distance away from Lu Chaoge.

It can be seen that although the things that happened one after another made her feel a little depressed and heavy, and very insecure.

But at least her brother was by her side, which made her feel pretty good.

At this moment, Lu Dongli suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Lu Chaoge turned to look at her.

"Brother, Yang Shu is back." Lu Dongli said.

"Oh, how long has this kid been down the mountain, and he finally knows he's back?" Lu Chaoge smiled: "It's not bad to advance in cultivation."

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, Yang Shu's unmistakable voice came from outside the gate of Momen Mountain.

"Momen disciple Yang Shu, return to the sect!"

………

………

Qingzhou, the endless sea.

On a huge rock on the coast, an old man with a broken leg has been sitting here for three days.

There are restrictions set by the old man around the area, and no one else can enter.

In the past three days, the villagers of the fishing village passed by this place and looked at the old man's back from a distance. Only then did they realize that the irritable old man in the village, who had disabled legs and lived alone, and only knitted straw sandals all day long, was actually a swordsman!

The villagers and village women discussed the matter a lot.

"Ah, this old lame... Uncle Luo is actually a practitioner, I really didn't expect it!"

"Yes, he can't be an expert who lives in seclusion in our village, right? I heard that those sword cultivators who live in seclusion are all very advanced!"

"Hey, then this guy Yang Shu can't be his disciple, then isn't it possible that Yang Shu is a practitioner?"

When a village woman heard this, she couldn't help but rub her hands and said, "Then... wouldn't it be like I patted the sword cultivator's little ass?"

What the women in the village love to tease most is the poplar tree, which looks like a man and a woman.

The villagers couldn't figure out what Uncle Luo in the village was doing sitting on the beach now since he was a spiritual practitioner.

Moreover, it has been three days and three nights since I sat here.

Could it be... that he passed away?

Suddenly, the calm endless sea began to produce huge waves, which began to hit the shore.

Waves of hurricane winds blew from nowhere, lifting up rocks on the shore.

This wave is so big that it can kill people directly.

The wind was so strong that even the strong men in the village would be blown away.

The old man with a broken leg who had been sitting quietly for three days opened his eyes instantly, and a light flashed in his eyes.

He raised his big hands, which were calloused from weaving straw sandals, and slapped them backwards.

The next moment, the surrounding barriers immediately became more solid.

Regardless of whether it is a huge wave or a hurricane, it is blocked by this barrier and cannot affect the small fishing village behind it at all.

The villagers were stunned by the sudden scene before them.

"This...is this the legendary sword cultivator?"

For villagers who have little vision, the limit of their imagination is that of great practitioners.

No one dared to think that this reclusive old man would be one of the four great swords of Qingzhou!

Luo Heshan glanced at the endless sea of ​​strange phenomena in front of him, took out a small jade sword from the storage ring, and then crushed it.

This is the second time to notify Jian Zun and others.

To be able to make Luo Heshan, one of the Four Divine Swords, crush the jade sword so solemnly, it was obvious that something big had happened.

The natal sword lying horizontally in Luo Heshan vibrated at this moment, and there was a feeling that it wanted to be unsheathed urgently.

"Are the alien beasts in the ninth realm serving as the vanguard of the catastrophe?" Luo Heshan glanced forward and murmured to himself.

The entire Tianxuan world has never reached the ninth level since the death of the first generation Sword Master more than 10,000 years ago.

Today, a ninth-level strange beast appears from the Eye of Chaos, imposing its majesty on Tianxuan!

Its appearance caused huge waves in the endless sea.

As a result, a bursting hurricane blew up on the sea level.

The next moment, the old man with a broken leg disappeared from the boulder.

He was holding the sword alone at the moment, with the sword held horizontally in front of him.

——Being in the wind, standing on the crest of the wave.

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