The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

A young man in his prime, holding a sword and standing proudly on the summit of Emei.

The sword moves, and the brilliance shines on the earth!

When the sword fell, the Shaolin monk fell down!

A young man with a long sword shakes the mountains and seas of clouds, and his reputation spreads all over the rivers and lakes.

How brilliant and dazzling this sword is!

How amazing is this person!

Zhao Min snapped the fan closed, and smiled slightly: "Han Chen, the princess remembers you."

……

Mount Emei, West Peak.

clang clang clang~~~

Dazzling red cold lights, among the deep mountains with rustling autumn leaves, bloomed with extremely brilliant and fierce brilliance.

Where the red glow passed, earth and rocks flew away, and trees collapsed!

Over the past few days, Han Chen has spent so much time training hard that he forgot to eat and sleep, causing the entire West Peak to be devastated, covered with sword marks, and flowers and plants destroyed, as if washed by a storm of sword blades.

Heart and mind, man and sword!

Han Chen's whole body merged with the Canhong Sword.

The sword is no longer a cold killing weapon, it has become a part of the body, an extension of Han Chen's body.

Rumble!

The hundred-step flying sword was like falling stars, with invincible sword energy, bombarding ancient pines, boulders, and cliffs again and again, and the explosions were deafening.

Even the air was howling mournfully, exploding continuously, as if it was about to be torn apart.

Thousands of sword dances and the blessing of ten times the cultivation card made Han Chen's understanding of the hundred-step flying sword more profound and more detailed.

Every moment is progressing rapidly.

Every moment is a new insight.

Boom~~~

A tall pine tree turned into powder under the light of the sword.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, the hundred-step flying sword has reached the state of Dzogchen!"

Great success!

It is finally complete!

Hearing the system prompt, Han Chen suddenly stopped drawing his sword, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However, although the person is still, the sharp sword energy has already shot away, ruthlessly destroying the mountain forest.

All of a sudden, the red maple leaves fluttered and the fallen leaves danced. Han Chen stood among them with a sword in his hand. He looked like a sword fairy.

"The Hundred-Step Flying Sword has finally completed the Great Consummation. Next, it's the turn of other martial arts."

The Remnant Rainbow Sword returned to its sheath with a swipe, and Han Chen sat on the ground. Immediately, black true energy emerged all over his body.

The seal of immortality will be activated immediately.

The ten times practice card is rare and precious, and the time limit is only three days. Han Chen must firmly grasp the opportunity and seize the time to improve his own strength.

Time flies like a white horse, three days have passed!

"Ding, the time limit is up, and the effect of the ten times cultivation card is over."

On the soft fallen leaves, Han Chen opened his eyes slightly, and smiled when he heard the system's prompt.

Three days, ten times the speed of cultivation.

Immortal seal, from the second stage to the fourth stage!

In addition, the Emei Nine Yang Kung Fu has moved from the third level to the fifth level!

Piaoxueyunyun Palm, Golden Top Cotton Palm, Buddha's Radiance, Extinct Twin Swords, Emei Light Kung Fu... all these martial arts have entered the Dzogchen!

Due to the progress of these two major martial arts, Han Chen's internal strength has also risen, and the improvement is not small.

Chapter 013: Extinction

In the morning, the sun rises!

Standing in the morning light, Han Chen breathed in the quiet mountain air. He clenched his right hand violently, and the thick zhenqi burst out suddenly, and the surrounding leaves rattled.

Han Chen's face was full of joy, "This feeling is really good!"

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded from behind, "Master Young Master, Zhiruo has brought you breakfast, you can eat it while it's hot."

Zhou Zhiruo, who was dressed in a water-green gown, walked over gracefully, carrying a food box.

Han Chen nodded slightly, and sat cross-legged on the dead leaves as usual. Zhou Zhiruo opened the food box, and a few dishes of delicate dishes were placed in front of Han Chen. Han Chen ate without any hesitation.

"The workmanship is good and there is progress."

"Hmm!" Zhou Zhiruo lowered her head and replied shyly.

Ever since she found footprints in the grass that day when she took a bath, Zhou Zhiruo never dared to look at Han Chen squarely. Even if it was necessary eye contact, she glanced at it hastily, feeling very shy in her heart.

"Zhiruo, how are you practicing the Extinct Twin Swords? Why don't you practice it and let me help you." Han Chen said while eating.

During Han Chen's penance training this time, he had already issued strict orders that, except for Zhou Zhiruo, the other Emei disciples in Xifeng were not to disturb him without authorization.

In this way, delivering meals to Han Chen became Zhou Zhiruo's job.

And in his spare time while eating, Han Chen would also teach Zhou Zhiruo, which made her improve a lot in martial arts.

"Well, then please give me some pointers!"

Tingting Zhou Zhiruo got up, drew out her saber, and danced among the maple leaves just like yesterday.

shhhhhh...

Zhou Zhiruo danced with her sword, her cloud sleeves fluttered and her skirt fluttered.

beautiful!

The Extinct Twin Swords are pungent and fierce. They were originally extremely fierce swordsmanship, but Zhou Zhiruo is gentle and kind, with a graceful figure, as if performing a beautiful dance.

At this time, Zhou Zhiruo stopped dancing the sword, swiped the sword back into its sheath, lowered her head and said, "Sect Master, Zhiruo's sword skills are mediocre, I'm making you laugh again."

"Zhiruo, give me the sword."

Han Chen put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up, and smiled lightly. His swordsmanship has long been perfected, and it is more than enough to point Zhou Zhiruo

Zhou Zhiruo nodded, knowing that Han Chen was doing it for her own good, so she raised her hand and sent out the sword.

Han Chen took the sword casually, and inadvertently touched Zhou Zhiruo's jade hand.

Slender fingers, smooth and soft, the skin can be blown to break.

Looking up, I saw Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face blushing, and she lowered her head deeply. Although she was shy, she was not angry, which made Han Chen's heart flutter.

Han Chen drew out his long sword and said with a smile: "Among our Emei swordsmanship, the Extinct Twin Swords are the most ruthless, Zhiruo, look carefully."

Swish swish!

The long sword turned into a ball of cold light, the sword energy was fierce and fierce.

The maple leaves rustled and fell, and Han Chen danced with his sword. He was majestic, handsome and aloof. Zhou Zhiruo next to him had beautiful eyes, and unconsciously, he was a little drunk.

In the following time, the two chatted casually for a while.

Then, Zhou Zhiruo returned to the main peak of Emei, while Han Chen continued to practice hard.

In fact, Zhou Zhiruo and Han Chen had already become close friends since these days of getting along. Han Chen's careful guidance many times made Zhou Zhiruo's sword skills greatly improved, and the relationship between them became much closer.

The dead are like this, day and night.

In a blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Han Chen practiced diligently and worked hard for half a month. Her martial arts progressed, and she faintly touched the threshold of the second level of the day after tomorrow. If there is no accident, she will break through soon.

In the early morning of this day, Zhou Zhiruo brought important news.

"Young master, master, her old man has left the customs, and she is now in the Emei Hall."

It's out!

Miejue Shitai has been in seclusion for more than half a year, did he finally break through?

The news was so sudden, Han Chen was taken aback, but soon, he smiled slightly: "Let's go, let's go to the hall together."

Immediately, Han Chen and Zhou Zhiruo walked side by side and left West Peak quickly.

In the original book, Miejue Shitai hates evil like a vengeful, is strict and upright, and makes people very disliked.

However, Juejue is not like some sanctimonious hypocrites, she dares to do something, is upright, Wan'an Temple jumps, would rather die than submit, and is strong, she can be called a heroine among women.

The most important thing is that Miejueshi Taiji protects his weaknesses and treats Han Chen very well.

.......

The main peak of Emei, inside the main hall.

"Zhiruo has been gone for so long, why hasn't Chen'er come?"

Miejue Shitai was dressed in a black robe, sitting on the throne of the head of the sect, her face was old, but still very beautiful.

Below the main hall, a group of Emei disciples lined up in two rows, and everyone was delighted when the head of the sect left the gate. Ding Minjun and Bei Jinyi took the lead, and behind them were ordinary Emei disciples.

Bei Jinyi replied: "Master, the young master is in retreat at Xifeng, and he should be here soon."

Miejue Shitai had just left the customs, and she didn't ask about Emei affairs, but only saw Han Chen anxiously, her love and deep affection were obvious.

Suddenly, two figures walked into the hall.

The man is handsome and extraordinary, and the woman is graceful and beautiful, and the two walked side by side, the golden boy and the jade girl, just like a pair of lovers.

"Zhiruo, see Master."

"Han Chen, see Master."