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Everyone's eyes were focused on Chu Fei and Li Tianzhi. One was a dark horse in the entrance examination, and the other was the best of the inner disciples.

Everyone wanted to know, how many moves could Chu Fei, who was only at the 5th level of Refinement, exchange with Li Tianzi?

Li Tianqi only smiled. He didn't seem to care about Chu Fei's words at all. With a wave of his right hand, a silver longsword appeared in his hand.

"Make your move!"

Li Tianzhi had the demeanor of a senior, he indicated for Chu Fei to make the first move, but Chu Fei did not put on airs. With his cultivation level at the fifth level of Qi Refinement, he did not have much confidence in dealing with someone at the early Foundation Establishment stage.

The demon sword in his hand slashed out, and a stream of Sword Qi shot out. The first style of the Nine Style Fiends, Chu Fei's simple move was easily blocked by Li Tianqi.

This attack did not seem to have any power, but from this one move, Li Tianqi's curiosity towards Chu Fei dropped to the lowest point.

"If you only have this little bit of strength, don't think you can pass through my hands!"

Seeing Li Tianqi act like this, Chu Fei's expression did not change and he swung out his sword once more. This time, his footwork also changed. Compared to the first move, his movements were much faster.

"If that was all … then the Nine Fiends of the Fiendgods would've been eliminated long ago!"

Suddenly, Chu Fei appeared behind Li Tianqi at a strange angle. After that, he attacked Li Tianqi again and again without the slightest pause in his attacks. His attacks were as smooth as flowing water, as if he was performing a sword dance.

"Beautiful!"

"So beautiful!"

Cries of praise rang out from the surroundings. Everyone was so immersed in Chu Fei's Nine Style of the Godly Demon Art that they had completely forgotten that Chu Fei was still in the examination.

Li Tianqi's complexion became worse and worse. He was already at the Foundation Establishment stage, so he could control the long sword in his hand. At this moment, he tragically discovered that under Chu Fei's forceful attacks, he did not have the slightest opportunity to attack.

Even if he made a small mistake, the broadsword in Chu Fei's hand would still be able to pierce through his vital points. It seemed simple, but there was a hidden killing intent behind it. Moreover, every sword strike was incomparably sharp, making it impossible to guard against.

One strike, two strikes, three strikes...

After who knows how many strikes, it was always Chu Fei attacking and Li Tianqi defending. But gradually, the spiritual energy in Chu Fei's body could not be replenished and his movements started to slow down.

On the other hand, Li Tianqi was at the Foundation Establishment stage and had been defending the entire time. The spiritual energy in his body far surpassed Chu Fei's, and even his consumption was slower than me.

Whoosh!

Finally, Li Tianzi found an opportunity. The long sword in his hand instantly flew out, directly aiming at the center of Chu Fei's forehead, interrupting Chu Fei's continuous attacks. Seeing this, Chu Fei raised his sword to block.

Bang!

The powerful force caused Chu Fei to retreat several steps. Before he could even take a breath, blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"So powerful!" Chu Fei subconsciously wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth. However, he was extremely shocked in his heart.

It was just an opportunity, and he had only used one technique. Moreover, this move seemed simple, but it was actually able to injure him with one strike. This kind of might was not only due to the suppression of one's cultivation, but also from the indescribable sword intent.

"You win!" Not only was Chu Fei not disheartened, his eyes shone brightly. He stared at Li Tianqi and slowly said, "This is only temporary. I think it won't be long before I can beat you!"

"Congratulations on becoming a disciple of the Myriad Sword Sect. I really look forward to that day." Li Tianqi smiled and continued, "You are very strong. Among these new disciples, no one is your match."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the other nine people who had just passed. When his gaze landed on the girl in black, he was stunned for a moment before he smiled.

"Interesting. I really look forward to how much surprise the Swordbath can bring me."

Sword Purification Pool. The entry disciple of the Myriad Sword Sect had to pass through a place. Only by going through the baptism of the Sword Purification Pool could one be called a qualified disciple of the Myriad Sword Sect.

In addition, this Sword Purification Pool could measure a person's comprehension of the way of the sword and how far he could walk on the path of swordsmanship. This was also a standard for the disciples chosen by the elders of the Myriad Sword Sect.

Standing at the edge of the Ten Thousand Sword Pool, looking at the deep pit with a radius of a hundred meters, all the disciples revealed a hint of respect. The deep pit was filled with all sorts of treasured swords, each one representing the fall of a disciple of the Myriad Sword Sect.

The Myriad Sword Sect had a rule. Anyone who entered the Myriad Sword Sect and became a disciple of the Myriad Sword Sect would have a treasure sword that would accompany them for their entire life. And this sword had to return to the Swordwashing Pool after his body was damaged.

So this Sword-washing Pool could be called the most sacred place in the entire Myriad Sword Sect because the sword intent there soared to the heavens. The sword intent emitted by thousands upon thousands of treasured swords could instantly destroy everything.

"I can finally have my own treasured sword!" Fatty Mo Yan was so excited that he almost laughed out loud. However, when he saw the appearance of Chu Fei beside him, he was dumbfounded.

Chu Fei's face paled and his body trembled, as if he was enduring a powerful mental attack. He was in so much pain that he wished he were dead.

"Brother Chu, what's wrong?" What happened to you, Brother Chu! " Mo Yan jumped in shock and quickly supported Chu Fei. Who would have thought that the moment he came into contact with Chu Fei, a stream of sword Qi would have directly sent him flying.

"This is sword intent!" Li Tianqi stood to the side and looked deeply at Chu Fei.

He didn't know much about Chu Fei, but the sect head had personally instructed him to treat Chu Fei with special treatment. He would do his best to create pressure on him and suppress this person.

Originally, he didn't know what was going on, but now, when he saw Chu Fei's appearance, he instantly became clear-headed as if he understood what was going on.

"If this person is even rejected by the Sword Purification Pool, then just how poor is his aptitude? Sect Master is truly wise! " The corners of Li Tianqi's mouth drew back as he looked at Chu Fei in annoyance.

"If his talent is too poor, then he will be rejected by the Sword Pool. In other words, he won't be able to enter the Sword Pool for the rest of his life." As he spoke up to here, Li Tianqi seemed to have thought of something, and he had an emotional expression as he explained, "In other words, he either leaves the Myriad Sword Sect, or he stays in the outer court for the rest of his life."

"It can't be, it's that tragic?" Li Tianming was stunned for a moment, then his face was filled with joy. At this moment, countless methods of trampling Chu Fei had already appeared in his mind.

Mo Yan did not believe what Li Tianqi said. In his opinion, there was nothing Chu Fei couldn't do. If it wasn't for Chu Fei, he wouldn't have been able to reach this step. Thus, no matter what Li Tianqi said, he didn't believe it.

The girl in black was also one of the few people who didn't believe him. In her opinion, the fact that Chu Fei could wield his sword to such a degree was enough to make Li Tianqi feel forced into a passive state. How could such a person not have a future in the path of the sword? However, she could not explain everything that had happened before her.

Chu Fei was completely unaware of all this. At this moment, the demon sword in his body was trembling as it tried to rush out of his body. The old demon was uncontrollable as he continued to yell.

An indescribable sword intent rushed towards him from the periphery, as if wanting to swallow him whole. He could only helplessly circulate the Art of Devouring in an attempt to devour it.

The God Devouring Art was able to swallow everything in the world. In his opinion, swallowing this formless sword intent should not be a problem. Unexpectedly, following the circulation of his cultivation method, the demon sword within his body became even more berserk, and it almost broke out of his body as it rushed towards the Sword-washing Pool.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Chu Fei could no longer endure it and continuously retreated. When he was a hundred meters away, the demon sword finally stopped trembling and the sword intent in the Sword-washing Pool also retreated. Everything seemed to return to calm, as if nothing had happened. https://www.shengyan.org/book/31180.html )

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