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Wuji sword sect, stone pillar of heaven.

In the air, the sword is surrounded by Qi. The sword is like an old monk sitting still. He is not afraid of the wind and rain. He sits quietly on the stone pillar.

Occasionally, I will open my eyes and look down at the bottom. If I feel my heart, I will continue to understand martial arts.

It is very difficult for him to take a step forward.

In their eyes, the holy land is just a mole ant.

"Fang Chen, who seems to have been stimulated by Qiu's children, has been in seclusion for several months." Sword Wuji grinned and said: "the unity of heaven can kill the martial arts of Kaitian realm. This kind of arrogant potential can be ranked on the top in the history of Wuji sword sect."

"As long as he works perfectly in the holy spring, it's too easy to step into the realm of heaven."

Although Fang Chen is still only the universe God, even the Hun God is not.

However, with the unique vision of Jian Wuji, he was optimistic about Fang Chen. He even thought that Fang Chen's potential was among the best in the whole chaotic void.

"Well?"

In the process of thinking, Jian Wuji was suddenly stunned, and his face was completely gloomy.

"Mean."

The sword has no extreme cold voice to curse a way, "the hall sword God patriarch, unexpectedly makes such despicable matter."

Speaking of this, Jian Wuji suddenly gets up, tears the void and goes to the sword God sect.

Wuji sword sect, neizong courtyard.

Fang Chen's whole body is full of strong and extreme Shura sword spirit.

In his mind, all kinds of information of Shura Kendo are constantly evolving.

Since the introduction of Shura Kendo, Fang Chen felt that his understanding of Shura Kendo has become more and more profound.

Although there is still a big gap with the magic sword master, it is enough to be proud.

Hum!

All of a sudden, the whole body of Fang Chen burst out a bright sword light, countless sword light around its body, forming a cylindrical sword net.

Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo!

The cold wind was blowing in his face.

"So it is?"

There was an excited laugh in his mouth.

After several months of enlightenment, he finally pierced the gap.

Boom!

The sword Qi vibrated in his body. When he grasped the palm of his hand, countless Shura sword Qi in the void suddenly gathered in his hands.

Then, with a sudden swing, the dense sword spirit condensed into a black sword light in the void and bombarded the earth.

Bang!

The dust is flying and the earth is cracking.

Fang Chen's face is full of excited smile.

"Xiao Cheng."

Shura Kendo is broad and profound. It is more powerful than the devil killing kendo.

In the chaos void can be ranked on the number, it is divided into entry, small into, big, complete.

Although it is a small success, but also enough to let Fang Chen excited.

Hum!

While Fang Chen was ecstatic, suddenly the void was torn and a token appeared.

Fang Chen is a little stunned. This token appears in Fang Chen's hands, ignoring the obstruction in the field of ten thousand swords.

"This is..."

Fang Chen's heart vibrates. When the order card falls into the palm, all the Shura sword Qi in his body suddenly boils up and seems to be very active.

Then, a voice came into Fang Chen's ears.

"Little guy, when you see the token, it proves that you have cultivated the Shura Kendo to a small stage."

This is the voice of the old man on a big black dog.

"He left it for himself?"

Fang Chen was puzzled. The voice in the token continued: "I don't know how long it took you to make the Shura sword to a small level. In a word, with your understanding of Shura Kendo now, you are qualified to make me look at you differently. "

Then, in the voice of the old man, there was a trace of desolation.

"Shura Kendo was created by my best friend, the magic sword master. He left it to me. I hope to find a suitable successor for him. You've got the preliminary qualification to cultivate the Shura sword to a small degree. However, it remains to be tested that you can really qualify. Of course, this is not to say, when I met you, you gave me nine star stone, we are also predestined. Old man, I think you are also very good-looking, so I purposely hide this token in this part of the world. When you cultivate the sword skill of Shura to a small degree, you can trigger the mechanism, and it will appear naturally. "

Smell speech, Fang Chen a little surprised.

It's very simple to hide the token in the void, but it's very difficult to match your own Shura sword Qi.

However, I can be relieved to think that the old man is a strong man at the same level as the master of magic sword.

"This token can be regarded as a gift from me. There is something about my understanding of kendo. Although I am not proficient in kendo, after all, I have been practicing Kendo for many years. I can also use my way to spy out some of the essence of Shura kendo." The old man continued: "of course, in addition to that, the biggest function of my token is to give you a life.""What?"

Fang Chen Leng in the spot, give him a life? What's the meaning of this?

But soon, the old man explained.

"I made this token myself. When you encounter a life and death crisis, inject the spirit of Shura sword into it, and your strength will be improved in a short time. However, because I refined it at will, the attack power is not too strong. At most, it can make your strength reach the extreme of huntian God, and it can only last for three minutes. "

After listening to the old man's explanation, Fang Chen was completely confused.

How could there be such a heavenly treasure in the world? It means that you can sweep to the strong in the holy land?

As long as it's not a strong player at the level of sword infinity, he can trample his opponent at will.

Besides, it can last for three minutes. It's so cool that you don't want it.

It's only a matter between minutes and seconds. Three minutes is long enough for Fang Chen.

Carefully put the token into xumijie, Fang Chen's heart is extremely excited.

"It really gave me a life."

Fang Chen said.

Just imagine, in the face of the inevitable situation, suddenly burst out to sweep the Hun God power, can easily reverse the situation.

This is his assassin's mace. If you have to, don't use it.

"Thank you very much, master."

Fang Chen clasped his fist in the void, but before the old man left, he left such a great gift to himself.

However, Fang Chen did not know that Laozu was left after watching his performance in the Dongxuan grand meeting.

At night, Jian Wuji returned to Wuji sword sect with a gloomy face.

He summoned Fang Chen and the sword master. They were puzzled when they saw Jian Wuji's face.

"Lord, what's the matter?" The sword master asked.

Jian Wuji raised his head and looked at Fang Chen with a complicated look in his eyes. He said, "I have some bad news. I want to tell you."

"Well?"

Fang Chen looks at the sword Wuji in surprise. Is it the Qiu family who puts pressure on Wuji sword clan?

"My disciple, your daughter, was captured by the old master of the sword God." The sword has no end.

"What?"

In a flash, Fang Chen's eyes were scarlet and fell into a state of madness.

His daughter and wife are all he has.

"How could that happen?" Fang Chen hysterical roar way.

"I left a mark on him. The old master of the sword God clan used the treasure of the sword God sect to isolate the mark from me. This is my mistake." Jian Wuji apologized.

"The sword God Zong takes Fang Xi to threaten you?" The sword master said in a deep voice.

Jian Wuji nodded and said, "they took Fang Xi to force me to hand over Fang Chen. Otherwise, they would kill Fang Xi."

Sword Wuji has gone to the sword God sect to negotiate with the sword God patriarch. The latter does not release people at all, which makes sword Wuji in a dilemma.

"Xi'er."

Fang Chen's sword Qi is surging all over his body, and his inner killing intention is unprecedented.

"Fang Chen, don't be impulsive. I can understand your mood. Xi'er is my disciple, and I am also very anxious." Sword Wuji said: "it's you who the sword God Lord really wants to deal with, so Fangxi should be OK for the time being."

"That's my daughter, and I won't allow anyone to hurt him."

Fang Chen crazy cry way, on the body's killing intention, does not have the slightest disguise.

Feeling the breath fluctuation on Fang Chen's body, Jian Wuji quickly suppressed his palm on Fang Chen's shoulder and calmed him down.

"Anger is useless. If you do it by force, it will only hurt Xi'er." The sword has no end.

Holding back the anger in his heart, Fang Chen looked at the sword Wuji and said, "since the goal of the sword God sect is me, then hand me over."

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