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

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[Kneel begging for flowers to reward evaluation tickets! ! 】.

Chapter 9

"Man Sword Mountain Sword Maniac!"

In the main hall of the lord, the lord of Jianzong who was holding a morning meeting, his eyes suddenly froze.

"This lunatic, why did you come to Jianzong?"

The expressions of the other Jiufeng elders also changed slightly.

Sword madness!

From the Manjian Mountain in the southernmost part of the Eastern Wasteland!

He is extremely talented, and goes all the way north, challenging the disciples of Tianjiao from various sects, so as to sharpen his invincible sword heart!

Now, Swordsman has challenged 98 sects and 98 swordsmen!

98 games, all victories!

Today, Jian Kuang is already one of the most famous arrogances of the younger generation in the entire Eastern Wasteland!

"This sword maniac is probably coming for the Holy Maiden of the Pearl! The Holy Maiden of the Pearl is retreating to attack the second level of the Divine Sea! Suzerain, what should we do?"

The third peak, the peak master, asked.

The master of Jianzong's eyes flickered, and after thinking for a moment, he pondered: "Futian, you go and inform Mingzhu to leave the customs. The rest of the masters, bring their disciples from their peaks, and accompany me to the mountain gate to welcome guests!"

"Yes!"

Immediately, the entire Changhe Sword Sect took action.

This sword madman is only twenty years old, and he is already a sword cultivator at the third level of Shenhai, and he is even more dependent on the ancient sword cultivating sect of Manjianshan.

Such an arrogant person, even the master of Jianzong, is unwilling to neglect easily.

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After a while.

Surrounded by Master Jiufeng and disciples of Jianzong, the master of Jianzong came to the gate of the mountain.

"I'm the Swordsman of Manjian Mountain, I've met all the seniors."

When Jian Kuang saw the person coming, his expression was neither humble nor overbearing, and he slightly cupped his hands.

"You don't have to be polite, my friend Sword Crazy, why don't you rest for a while before entering the sect?" Sect Master Jian said with a faint smile.

"No need."

However, Jian Kuang shook his head and said: "Senior, I'm here this time, so I think you should know why?"

The master of Jianzong nodded, and replied lightly: "I guessed a little bit. If my guess is right, it should be for the competition, right?"

Jian Kuang nodded, and said in a deep voice: "That's right. I've always heard that the Changhe Sword Technique is powerful, continuous, and endless. It is an extremely profound and mysterious sword technique. Recently, a saint has appeared. It is said that The talent is amazing, I already feel itchy."

Sect Master Jianzong smiled when he heard the words, and said: "That may disappoint the little sword madman, Mingzhu's girl is currently retreating to attack the realm, I'm afraid she will come out in a while."

This sword madman has won all the way and is powerful. If it is not necessary, the master of the sword sect really does not want him to run into Zhuang Mingzhu.

"It's okay, I can wait."

However, Jian Kuang shook his head and said: "I challenged nearly a hundred sects all the way, and none of them avoided the battle. Presumably the Changhe Sword Sect will not avoid the battle, right?"

Jian Kuang said these words lightly, but there was a hint of deterrence!

The meaning in the words is very simple, other sects dare to fight, your Changhe Sword Sect is not even qualified to send people to fight, that is Donghuang's joke!

Sect Master Jian frowned when he heard the words, and after thinking for a while, he sent a voice transmission to a peak master and said: "Let Mingzhu prepare, but don't rush out, first grind this person's patience."

"Yes!"

The peak master fled quickly.

The master of Jianzong looked at Jiankuang and said with a faint smile: "Little friend Jiankuang, I have already informed Mingzhu, you can wait first."

"it is good."

Jian Kuang didn't say much, and immediately sat down cross-legged and began to wait.

however.

For three hours in a row, there was no sign of Zhuang Mingzhu.

Jian Kuang frowned, showing impatience.

Where did he not know that this Changhe Sword Sect was planning to drag him?

Suddenly, he sneered in his heart.

Forget it, since you don't want to come out, then I'll beat you to come out!

"Senior Changhe, from my point of view, since the saintess of the noble sect still needs a lot of time, why don't I compete with other disciples of the noble sect first? Don't worry, I will never suppress others with my cultivation base, I will only use my cultivation base Put them on the same level."

Jian Kuang got up and said, his eyes fixed on the Sect Master of the Sword Sect.

"This....."

Zhuang Changhe hesitated.

A peak master made a suggestion and said: "Sovereign master, why don't you follow his advice and let other disciples go up first, so as to consume this son's strength!"

With a thought, Zhuang Changhe, the lord of the Sword Sect, nodded and said with a smile, "Alright. He Cheng, go and fight with the sword madman."

"Yes!"

He Cheng, the chief disciple of the Eighth Peak, took a step forward, looked at Jiankuang coldly and said, "He Cheng, the eighth peak of the Changhe Sword Sect, please enlighten me!"

"Ninth level of Qi refining, right? Come on!"

Jian Kuang didn't say much, and directly suppressed his cultivation base to the ninth level of Qi refining, and a smoldering heat gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Go ahead!"

He Cheng took a look at Jian Kuang, drew his sword out of its sheath, and asked, "You don't want to leave the sword?"

Jian Kuang sneered and replied: "Let's see your strength first, are you qualified to let me draw the sword!"

"You! Arrogance!!"

Immediately, He Cheng was furious, drew his sword and slashed towards Jiankuang!

"Long River Tianjuan!"

A sharp sword attack is coming!

Jian Kuang raised his eyelids and moved instantly!

I saw that his speed was extremely fast, he stepped in front of He Cheng with one step, his right arm was like a sword, and he punched down!

boom! !

This punch hit He Cheng's shoulder, and immediately sent He Cheng flying!

One punch defeat!

"Accept." A look of disappointment flashed in Jian Kuang's eyes.

This Changhe Sword Sect has a good reputation, and it ranks high among the second-rate sects. Although the saint didn't make a move, he also has high expectations for the Changhe Sword Technique.

In his opinion, at the same level as his suppression of the realm, he can at least survive two moves.

But now it seems... the guy in front of him, if he hadn't pulled back his strength at the end, I'm afraid this kid would be killed by his punch on the spot!

That's it?

Also worthy of being the chief disciple?

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[Ming people don't say dark words, I want Huahua and Piaopiao. 】.

Chapter 10

"You're too weak, get someone stronger." Jian Kuang frowned, not hiding his dissatisfaction at all.

He is addicted to swords and became obsessed with swords. He just came to Changhe Sword Sect, but he didn't expect that they were all these things.

At a glance, you can tell that you haven't fought a few actual battles, and you haven't seen blood, and your moves are exhausted, hesitant and weak, and you have no vigor!

too weak!

"You!!" When He Cheng had suffered such humiliation, his face turned red immediately.

This sword maniac is too arrogant! !

"Hmph, let me try!"

On Changhe Jianzong's side, Liyang, the chief disciple of the Sixth Peak, walked out in one step.

"Liyang, the chief disciple of the Sixth Peak, come to learn!"

Liyang shouted loudly, and immediately used the Changhe sword technique, and went towards Jiankuang to kill!

However, as soon as Liyang fought, they knew why Zhang Lu lost so quickly!

Although this sword madman didn't use a sword, he had already integrated his sword moves into his body!

Every punch and every kick is a sword!

The momentum has sunk to the extreme!

After just two moves, Liyang was swept away by the sword madman, unable to stand up for a long time.

"Such a soft sword, who can kill? This is also called using a sword?!! Huh??"

Next, disciples of the Changhe Sword Sect continued to play, but they were all blown away by the sword madness in a few strokes!

"That's it? That's it?! Returning to the chief disciple?! Can you do it! Either you go up together, or just let the saint come out!"

Jian Kuang was also a little angry, and his brows were tightly knit together.

In the entire Changhe Sword Sect, there is no one who can fight?

He wanted to fight against masters, not against such a group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp!

All of a sudden, the entire Changhe Sword Sect, from the suzerain master and peak master down to the chief disciples and ordinary disciples, all had extremely ugly faces.

Chief Jiufeng, it's your turn to fight!

Surrounded by others in front of the mountain gate, everything will be overthrown!

And they haven't suppressed people with their realm, they deliberately suppressed their realm to the realm of their peers!

Shame on you!

Zhuang Changhe glanced at the peak master who suggested to him before, his eyes were a little cold.

Is this what you mean by consuming other people's strength?

He has never used three moves when he punches!

"Let me do it."

At this time, Chen Feihong, the chief disciple of Seventh Peak, took a deep breath and said.

He is a half-step god, and has profound qualifications. He is the strongest existence among the disciples of the Changhe Sword Sect, except for the saint Zhuang Mingzhu.

Although he was defeated by Zhuang Mingzhu, Zhuang Mingzhu used his realm to overwhelm others.

But the sword madness in front of him will suppress the realm to the same level.

So he asked himself that he wasn't completely hopeless of winning.