C275 sword pulse

After white-bearded old man notified Fang Chen, he left.

Fang Chen originally wanted to ask him about the sword pulse, but the old man ignored him and told Fang Chen to understand it for himself.

After resting for a bit, Fang Chen left the Baimei Sword Sect and arrived at the Sword Continent.

On a wide plain in the Sword Continent, the reason why this plain was famous was because there were sword pulse.

It was said that the sword pulse had existed since the ancient times, and no one had been able to find out the origins of the sword pulse. However, all the warriors in the Sword Continent knew that the sword pulse was a very magical place.

There was once a sword cultivator who had unintentionally entered the sword pulse and obtained a Supreme Sword Manual. From then on, the sword cultivator's strength increased by leaps and bounds, and in the end, shocked the entire Golden Crown.

Although all these years, the legends about the sword pulse were innumerable, but there were many that were fake.

When Fang Chen arrived at the streets of the Sword Continent, he found his bearings and immediately rushed towards the sword pulse.

After walking for about two hours, Fang Chen arrived at the center of the plains. At the center of the plains, there was a mountain range of over a hundred meters, and this mountain range was like a sword, quietly lying down on the plains.

"Is this the sword pulse?"

This was the first time Fang Chen had seen a sword pulse, and his eyes were filled with shock.

This Sword Continent was truly worthy of being a holy land for swordsmen. Just this sword pulse alone was enough to make countless warriors blush.

Fang Chen was quiet for a moment, and then he arrived at the edge of the sword pulse, just at this time, above the sword pulse, a young warrior appeared.

"This is the sword pulse, outsiders are not allowed to enter, quickly leave."

Hearing the warrior's voice, Fang Chen called out his name.

"I am a new disciple of Baimei Sword Sect."

"Oh? So you are a new disciple of the Baimei Sword Sect. " The warrior nodded and allowed Fang Chen to enter the sword pulse.

Just as he entered the sword pulse, Fang Chen felt that the sword intent in his mind had suffered a strong impact, causing him to feel a little dizzy.

"This …"

Fang Chen could clearly feel that within the sword pulse, there was a sword intent that shot straight to the clouds.

"What exactly is inside the sword pulse?" Fang Chen was confused.

Just as he entered the sword pulse, Fang Chen was about to explore around, but just at this time, a few warriors appeared in the distance. When they saw Fang Chen, it was as if they were looking at their own prey.

"Haha, another idiot has come." One of the warriors pointed at Fang Chen and laughed.

"Humph, the young people these days are really impatient and impulsive, daring to enter the sword pulse for anyone."

"That's right, how can this sword pulse be entered by random people?"

"Let's go up and teach him a lesson."

With that, the few warriors arrived in front of Fang Chen and looked at him sinisterly.

"Kid, which sect's disciple are you from?" The leader of the practitioners asked with a sneer.

"Baimei Sword Sect, Fang Chen."

"So you're a new disciple of the Baimei Sword Sect." When the leader heard this, he revealed a sinister smile.

The other martial artists' eyes flashed. They were ready to act.

The few of them were disciples of the Wood Spirit Sect, and had been in the sword pulse for a while. They had discovered a new disciple from a large sect coming to the sword pulse to train, so they deliberately made things difficult for the new disciples.

Originally, a few disciples of the wood spirit sect were prepared to make things difficult for Fang Chen and leave, but when they heard Fang Chen's name, they instantly made a decision to ruthlessly teach him a lesson.

Chen Fa was their good friend. Not long ago, Chen Fa had returned to the sect in a rage and informed them that he had been defeated by a nobody.

Afterwards, in order to take revenge for Chen Fa, they asked around and discovered that the one who had defeated Chen Fa was actually the Baimei Sword Sect's Fang Chen.

"Brat, Chen Fa was injured by you?" Another warrior asked with a cold voice.

"Hmph, Chen Fa is my brother. You dare to touch Chen Fa, you are truly courting death."

"Let me teach him a lesson. Give him some memory." A tall and sturdy young warrior let out a low growl as he suddenly attacked towards Fang Chen.

Seeing that, Fang Chen's face changed, he immediately used the Hidden Dragon Sword in his hand and activated Water-Fire Sword Art Level 4.

Whoosh …

With the thrust of his sword, the tall and sturdy warrior was instantly blasted away by Fang Chen and fell to the ground with a dispirited aura.

"You're courting death."

Seeing this, a few disciples of the Wood Spirit Sect attacked together, wanting to take revenge for the burly martial artist.

However, they were not Fang Chen's match at all, in the blink of an eye, they had all fallen to the ground. Fang Chen put away his Hidden Dragon Sword, coldly snorted, and turned to leave.

For the current Fang Chen, unless he met a practitioner from the 6th level of the Qi Hai realm, no one would be his match.

Just like this, after Fang Chen entered the sword pulse, he continued to advance. He realized that the deeper he went into the sword pulse, the faster his golden heart beat.

"What exactly is this sword pulse hiding?" Fang Chen was confused.

Continuing on, Fang Chen met many new disciples from other sects. When these warriors saw Fang Chen, their eyes were filled with vigilance.

After approximately two hours, Fang Chen finally stopped because he was no longer able to move forward. The sword intent in front of him was too overbearing, and he was actually unable to get closer.

"This... I'm afraid that this is the real sword pulse, right? " Fang Chen looked ahead, his heart was in shock.

Initially, he had thought that he had already entered the sword pulse, but when he arrived here, he realized that the place he was currently at, was actually not the real sword pulse.

Fang Chen tried his best to raise his foot, wanting to take a step forward. However, he couldn't control his body at all, and the moment he touched the sword pulse's zero boundary point, he was instantly rebounded.

"This... How can a real sword pulse enter? " Fang Chen's heart was filled with shock, he was actually unable to enter the sword pulse.

At this moment, he remembered the strange smile in the eyes of the white-bearded old man when he told him about the sword pulse.

Just as Fang Chen was deep in his thoughts, many warriors came in from time to time.

Fang Chen looked around, these warriors were all new disciples of their respective sects, and he was also familiar with some of them, such as Wen Yu, Situ Po and the others.

"Brother Fang."

Seeing Fang Chen, Wen Yu and the other two quickly walked over.

"Do you guys know what's going on?" Fang Chen asked.

Situ Po and Qin Zhen looked at each other and looked at Wen Yu.

"I know a little about it." Wen Yu slowly said.

"Oh? "What happened?" Fang Chen said.

Wen Yu took a glance at the true sword pulse in front of him, and then said. "When I was in the Sky Fire Sect, I heard that an elder had spoken about this place as well."

"We are at the outskirts of the sword pulse, so any warriors can enter from there. However, we are directly in front of us is the inner circle of the sword pulse. It's too difficult to get into the inner circle. "

"Exactly how will I be able to enter the inner circle of the sword pulse?" Fang Chen asked.

Outside of sword pulse, other than there being a little more dense sword intent, there was nothing else that was miraculous. What truly moved Fang Chen was the interior.

"I am not very clear either. I only heard from the elders that only those with heaven-defying talent in the way of the sword can enter the inner circle of the sword pulse." Wen Yu said.

Hearing Fang Chen's words, Fang Chen fell into deep thought. Only those with heaven-defying talent in the way of the sword could enter the inner circle of the sword pulse.

Just as they were speaking, some of the warriors did not believe what was happening. They wanted to forcefully break through the inner circle of sword pulse, but they failed.

Whoosh …

When a warrior failed to break through the inner circle, a ball of light suddenly shot out from the inner circle.

As all of the martial artists saw this mass of light, they cried out in alarm.

"It's a precious treasure."

The inner circle of the sword pulse would often release some treasures or inheritances. This was no longer a secret in the Sword Continent, and all the warriors there knew about it.

When they saw the mass of light that had shot out, a large amount of them, one after another, began to snatch the ball of light.

"Precious treasure?"

When Fang Chen saw this ball of light, his heart moved slightly. He immediately tapped the tip of his foot and waved the Hidden Dragon Sword in his hand fiercely. Immediately, a tyrannical sword light appeared in front of him, directly blowing away the few figures in front of him and clearing a path for him.

Whoosh …

At this time, the black ball of light was flying towards Fang Chen's direction.

"The ball of light is mine."

A martial artist touched the ball of light with his toes and his body appeared. He grabbed the ball of light with a wild smile on his face.

However, before he could finish his words, he heard a miserable shriek. The area around his wrist was dyed crimson red, and blood unceasingly flowed out.

His hand was cut off by a sword, and the hand that held the ball of light fell to the ground. The ball of light lost control and flew into the sky once again.

"No one is allowed to snatch the ball of light from me."

Countless warriors were roaring and trying to snatch the light balls.

However, after a series of fierce battles, Fang Chen grabbed onto the black ball of light and stood on the ground.

"Brat, give me the ball of light, you won't be able to protect him." A vicious warrior appeared in front of Fang Chen, his entire body releasing a terrifying Qi, and said coldly.

"The ball of light is ownerless. If I can obtain it, it's mine." Fang Chen said calmly.

"Don't know what's good for you."

In the next moment, he exploded with his tyrannical fighting strength, wanting to kill Fang Chen.

In front of these balls of light, all the martial artists seemed to go crazy. It didn't matter which sect you came from, the most important thing was to obtain these balls of light.

Puff …

Fang Chen's sword struck out, and directly pierced into the warrior's arm, causing him to fall onto the ground.

After severely injuring this martial artist with one move, a small number of martial artists had finally been intimidated.

"Who is this kid?" His power seems to be very strong. "

"I recognise him. He's the only disciple Baimei Sword Sect has accepted this time, his name is Fang Chen."

"So he's actually a disciple of the Baimei Sword Sect. No wonder his strength is so strong." Many weak warriors were intimidated by Fang Chen, but there were still some warriors who wanted to fight the black ball of light in Fang Chen's hand.