Fantasy: Quietly draw your sword a hundred thousand times, and emerge as a swordsman

First level of the Holy Land.

half holy....

Jinqiao Jiuzhong.

Holy Lord Nine Heavens was full of breath, and began to slide continuously at a speed visible to the naked eye!

In just one breath, he fell to the Golden Bridge Realm.

The face of Holy Master Nine Heavens changed drastically, and he turned pale in an instant.

The next moment, the heart sword fell again.

puff! !

The foundation of the Daoist Lord Nine Heavens was completely cut off, and he became a mortal.

And once the foundation of the Dao is broken, he will no longer be able to embark on the road of practice.

"Jiuxiao, you had evil thoughts first, now I cut off your cultivation, are you convinced?" Xu Tian asked indifferently.

Holy Master Nine Heavens felt the empty cultivation in his body, and his whole body suddenly seemed to have aged several decades, and his originally tall and straight figure gradually hunched down.

The penance of thousands of years disappeared at this moment.

"I...convinced." Nine Heavens Holy Master's face was ashen, as if in mourning.

And this sword's method of degrading mortals completely shocked everyone around.

What do monks care about most?

Isn't it just repairing!

Xu Tian was able to demote ordinary people with one sword, such methods were simply unheard of and unseen.

For monks, cutting off their cultivation is more terrifying than death.

A gust of cold air rushed from the bottom of their feet to the top of their heads!

Seeing this, the Holy Son of Flowing Light was already frightened, and knelt down at Xu Tian's feet with a 'plop'.

The once high-ranking, respected son of Liuguang, who often regarded others as ants, was crying bitterly at this moment.

"Master Sword Master! I was wrong, I was really wrong! Don't cut off my cultivation, okay! I beg you, I beg you on my knees!"

Xu Tian had no expression on his face, he once again controlled the heart sword, and slashed towards the Son of Flowing Light.

thump.

It was like the sound of a stone falling on the lake.

The cultivation base of Jinqiao, the son of Liuguang Shengzi, began to recede, and in just a few breaths, he turned into a mortal.

Feeling the empty aura in his body, he sat down on the ground with a dazed expression.

"Let's go." Xu Tian waved his hand calmly.

".....Yes."

Holy Lord Nine Heavens, who had grown old, left tremblingly with Holy Son Liuguang.

Numerous casual cultivators looked at the backs of the two of them, and all of them sighed.

A holy master became a mortal.

This kind of gap can hardly be described in any words.

Xu Tian stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes flickering.

Anyone who does something must be held accountable for his actions.

The Four Holy Lands wanted to kill him, so he crushed them all.

They are also the four holy places, those who did not participate will be punished not to take a step in the holy place of the lake, and they will sit down and die of old age.

And these two people, although they didn't actually do any harm to him, but once had ulterior motives and evil thoughts grew, then he was demoted to cultivation and turned into a mortal.

As Xu Tian said before.

Since there is no justice in Donghuang, he will use his sword to create justice.

Since there is no law of heaven in Donghuang, he will draw a law of heaven with his sword.

The cycle of heaven, the retribution is unhappy.

After doing all this, the countless monks who came to watch the battle gradually dispersed.

Tianyao Sword Master and Tiangu Sword Master left after making an appointment with Xu Tian to meet again the next day.

After about a few sticks of incense, the Changhe Sword Sect, which was surrounded by water, suddenly became quiet.

Xu Tian stepped into the Changhe Sword Sect.

I saw countless disciples looking at him eagerly.

Especially Zhuang Mingzhu, whose eyes were as big as copper bells, she still couldn't believe it until now.

It all feels like a dream.

"Xu Tian, ​​you...are you really the Nine Tribulations Sword Master?" Zhuang Mingzhu asked stupidly.

Before Xu Tian could speak, Zhuang Changhe gave her a hard look and said, "Mingzhu! Why did you talk to Senior Nine Tribulations Sword Master?"

Seeing this, Xu Tian couldn't help but shook his head and said, "You don't have to do this, everything will be fine as usual."

After finishing speaking, Xu Tian didn't stay any longer, and stepped down to Siguo Cliff in one step.

Several peak masters looked at Xu Tian's leaving back, and hurriedly approached, chattering: "Sect master, don't you want to keep the sword master?"

"Sovereign, how can we let Xu Tian continue to stay at Siguo Cliff! I think it's okay to let Xu Tian come to be the Supreme Elder?"

"Why are you still the Supreme Elder? I think the suzerain should just abdicate to Xu Tian!"

"Well, the Changhe Sword Sect can also change its name to the Nine Tribulations Sword Sect, maybe we can become a holy place in the future! Hahaha!"

All the peak masters said with red faces.

Out of the dragon!

Changhe Sword Sect is out!

However, Zhuang Changhe calmed down after the initial turmoil.

Will Xu Tian think highly of the position of suzerain of the district chief He Jianzong?

Give me a break!

And blindly disturbing Xu Tian will only arouse people's resentment!

He can understand what Xu Tian is thinking...

As early as when Xu Tian first entered Siguoya, he asked someone to let Xu Tian out, but Xu Tian was unwilling.

This meant that Xu Tian only wanted to practice in a low-key way, and he didn't want to interfere with the Changhe Sword Sect's affairs at all.

If the Four Sacred Lands hadn't come to attack this time, I'm afraid Xu Tian still wouldn't show up.

After taking a deep breath, Zhuang Changhe said with a serious expression: "Shut up!"

The peak masters and disciples who were discussing excitedly were all taken aback when they heard this, and looked at Zhuang Changhe strangely.

Some of them don't understand.

There is such a big boss as Xu Tian in the sect, why does the sect master have such a serious expression?

Zhuang Changhe looked around at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "First, according to what Xu Tian said before, everything is business as usual, and no one is allowed to go to Siguoya and disturb Xu Tian's practice! From now on, Siguoya is the forbidden area of ​​my Changhe Sword Sect! The intruders are driven out of the sect!"

"Secondly, if anyone dares to use the name of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master to pretend to be a tiger and do evil outside, then don't blame me, the suzerain, for being ruthless and driving you out of the sect!

I don't want us to be a second shrine!It is Xu Tian's business that Xu Tian is strong!You can be proud of it, but it doesn't mean you can do whatever you want!Understand? "

Zhuang Changhe said this very seriously.

It was like a slap in the face, and the peak masters and disciples who were drowning in the air were instantly sobered up.

After he finished speaking, all the peak masters and disciples changed their expressions, and then began to think seriously.

That's right.

Does Xu Tian really approve of Changhe Jianzong?

Everyone has no answer.

Perhaps Xu Tian is just used to the Changhe Sword Sect, and his only bond may be the Ninth Peak.

After a while, all the peak masters and disciples replied seriously:

"I'll wait to understand."

Seeing this, Zhuang Changhe nodded in satisfaction.

Xu Tian didn't say anything on the surface, but he got to know, Changhe Jianzong got to know!

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And in the Cliff of Thoughts.

Xu Tian had a panoramic view of all this.

What Zhuang Changhe said is indeed true. He stays in the Changhe Sword Sect now, not because he has a sense of belonging to the Changhe Sword Sect.

It's more about getting used to Siguoya.

If this Changhe Jianzong really wants to use his reputation to misbehave outside, he doesn't mind leaving Changhe Jianzong at all.

Shaking his head, Xu Tian flicked his hands and cast a barrier on Siguoya.

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Chapter 72

After Xu Tian blocked Siguoya, he opened the cave where Zhao Wan'er was sleeping.

Entering the cave, the whole cave is covered with cold air, covered with frost, like an ice cave.

Icicles hang down from the top of the cave like stalactites.

Zhao Wan'er lay quietly in the ice coffin, breathing evenly, with a fair complexion.

It's just that at some point, her waterfall-like long hair has all turned white.

A wave of demonic energy emanated from her body.

"Perhaps a hundred years later, there will be a white-haired witch in this eastern wasteland."

Xu Tian sighed lightly.

He also didn't know when Zhao Wan'er would wake up, it might be a hundred years, or it might be a thousand years, but once she woke up, she would be shocked and enter the holy realm.

Shaking his head, Xu Tian walked out of the cave, picked up two jugs of wine, and went to the Ninth Peak.

He is also a little tired from today's repeated battles.

Don't look at him pushing and crushing all the way before, indifferent and ruthless, he is the Nine Tribulations Sword Master who is like a god in the eyes of outsiders.

In fact, he still has another identity, that is, he is a child in his twenties.

He also needs to talk, needs to share with others.

"Master, this disciple has come to see you."

Xu Tian whispered to himself, and poured a glass of wine in front of Zhao Ming's grave.

"Master, this disciple has already broken through to the ninth level of the Holy Realm, and today he crushed the Four Great Holy Lands, cutting down the demigod realm with a sword. The 26th disciple should be regarded as promising, right?"

"Master, but why, this disciple still doesn't feel happy."

Silently, Xu Tian drank a lot of wine and talked a lot in front of Zhao Ming's grave.