Cultivation Starts From Simplifying the Exercises

  Chapter 217 Destruction

   "Who is this person?" Some people asked in amazement, this is the first time since the competition, Wang Guiwu was beaten like this.

   "Isn't the true master of the Yuanchen Sword Sect Miao Daoxin?"

   "With this kind of strength, you haven't reached the chief of the true disciples yet, are you new true disciples?" Some people immediately thought of the recent four sects, who had just gone through the trip to the secret realm, and some inner disciples were promoted to true disciples.

   But since he is a newly promoted true disciple, isn't this strength a bit exaggerated? Even if Wang Guiwu was careless, no matter how careless he was, it was unlikely that he would be swept away by a sword like this.

   "It is the tenth true biography of the Yuanchen Sword Sect. Two months ago, it was only the last true biography of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, but after challenging Zeng Zaiwen, it became the tenth new true biography of the Yuanchen Sword Sect!"

   Soon, Chen Fei's information was finally found, and Chen Fei's identity was also known by various sects around him.

  The other sects will specially collect the true disciple information of each sect, after all, they are the seeds that may break through and become a practiced state in the future. Especially the top ten true biography, the probability is even greater, and it is within the collection range.

  In the Shenshui Pavilion, Xiao Liling looked at Chen Fei on the martial arts arena, and always felt that this person looked familiar, she should have seen it before, but she didn't remember where she saw it.

  Feng Xiupu was already standing by the side of the martial arts arena, looking at Chen Fei. Next to Feng Xiupu was Wu Guangyin. After Wu Guangyin stabilized Miao Daoxin's injury, he saw Chen Fei sweep Wang Guiwu away with his sword.

  This scene stunned Wu Guangyin, who was unprepared.

   Before knowing that Chen Fei had defeated Zeng Zaiwen and became the tenth in the sect's true biography, Wu Guangyin was already very surprised. After all, Chen Fei's time to practice the Chongyuan Sword was too short.

   Now that two months have passed, Chen Fei's strength has gone one step further, directly surpassing Miao Daoxin, and now he even knocked Wang Guiwu away with a single blow.

  The meaning represented by this makes Wu Guangyin, who has recalled it, can't help but feel slightly excited.

  The head of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, Qu Qingsheng, looked at Chen Fei below, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face. Inside the door, Qu Qingsheng had already noticed Chen Fei, but he didn't expect Chen Fei to surprise him even more now.

  On the martial arts arena, Wang Guiwu shook his head, stood up slowly, and looked at Chen Fei with cold eyes.

  Chen Fei didn't stop him either, just watched like this, allowing Wang Guiwu to get up, with a calm expression on his face.

   "I didn't expect that a number one person like you was hidden in the Yuanchen Sword Sect, but I underestimated you! Now you are qualified to let me remember you, please report your name!" Wang Guiwu said with a slightly raised head.

   "The defeated general is not qualified to know my name!" Chen Fei shook his head slightly, and rejected Wang Guiwu's request straight away.

"you wanna die!"

  Wang Guiwu's eyes widened. He didn't expect that Chen Fei would dare to say such a thing. Amidst the roar, Wang Guiwu came to Chen Fei within a few steps, raised the long sword in his hand, and slashed at Chen Fei's head.

  The Tianyue sword is mighty, as if it is falling from the sky. People with a little lack of ambition will feel timid just in the face of this momentum, and they will not be able to use their strength as they wish.

  But Chen Fei faced Wang Guiwu's overwhelming aura, except for the hair on his forehead that fluttered back, his whole expression seemed quite indifferent.

   "This level of strength, I'm afraid it's not enough to kill me!"

  Chen Fei said these words slowly, and then rolled up the Qianyuan sword in his hand, and in an instant, the bright Qianyuan sword had become pitch black.

  Chongyuan Sword!

  People around the martial arts field all looked at Chen Fei seriously. It happened too fast just now, and they subconsciously felt that Chen Fei would be swept away by Wang Guiwu's sword and appeared in the martial arts arena, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

  At this moment, they want to take a good look at why Chen Fei can knock Wang Guiwu away.

  Wang Guiwu was too careless, or Chen Fei really had enough strength to be there.

  At this moment, the swordsmanship that Chen Fei displayed did not seem to be much different from what Miao Daoxin showed just now, it was just the performance of the Chongyuan Sword.

   "Clang!"

  Everyone was still a little puzzled, when they heard a violent collision sound, and then saw Wang Guiwu, who was actively attacking, was actually carried by a force, and the whole person involuntarily raised backwards.

   "Your strength doesn't seem to be very good either!"

  Chen Fei stepped forward and took a step forward, turned against the guest, raised the Qianyuan sword, and slashed at Wang Guiwu.

  Chen Fei's words were like a sharp knife, piercing Wang Guiwu's heart fiercely. What he said just now to ridicule others, Chen Fei returned a lot of points, how could the proud Wang Guiwu bear it.

   It is he who is at a disadvantage at the moment, so Wang Guiwu can't even find a reason to refute.

"what!"

  Wang Guiwu roared furiously, Dou Xuanjin was running wildly, a little blood was actively seeped from the pores by Wang Guiwu, just blinked, Wang Guiwu became a blood man.

  Looking stern, but Wang Guiwu's aura is straight up.

   Dou Xuanjin, the more severely injured, the stronger the combat power. At this moment, Wang Guiwu is hurting himself to gain more power. He wants to tear the mouth of the Yuanchen Sword Sect disciple in front of him!

   "Boom!"

  The martial field trembled slightly, and the two blades were only in a slight stalemate. The Qianyuan sword directly broke Wang Guiwu's blade, and swept the sword on Wang Guiwu's chest.

   "Poof!"

  Wang Guiwu spat out a mouthful of blood, and he couldn't control his figure any longer. He was beaten and flew out, smashing **** the ground of the martial arts arena, and a deep hole was smashed out on the ground.

   "Is this not enough?"

  Chen Fei pointed at the Qianyuan sword obliquely, and walked towards Wang Guiwu step by step, with the same calm expression on his face.

  Suppressing Dragon Elephant, especially the Perfect Level Suppressing Dragon Elephant, endowed Chen Fei with a majestic power far beyond the ordinary viscera training level. Even if Wang Guiwu possessed Tianyue Sword and Dou Xuan Jin, which became stronger as he fought, he still couldn't stop Chen Fei's tremendous strength.

  In the position of Xianyun Sword Sect, some disciples were a little restless. Wang Guiwu was beaten flying by Chen Fei in successive head-to-head fights. This is no longer something that can be described as underestimating the enemy. Obviously, Wang Guiwu is not as good as Chen Fei in a head-to-head encounter.

  The disciples of Yuanchen Sword Sect looked at Chen Fei's performance and were fascinated. Wang Guiwu, who had suppressed so many true biography just now, was beaten by Chen Fei again and again.

  Switching the true biography of the other three sects may be able to win Wang Guiwu, but it is absolutely impossible to do such a thing. Because only crushing can beat people like this.

  Wu Guangyin on the sidelines couldn't help being excited, and patted Feng Xiupu on the shoulder, his excitement hard to hide on his face.

  Feng Xiupu didn't speak, but the smile on his face couldn't be controlled. Anyone who has such a disciple will do so.

   What's more, now that the sect chief is still defeated, seeing such a scene, the feeling in my heart is beyond words.

  The willows are dark and the flowers are bright, this is the situation.

   "I haven't lost yet!"

  Wang Guiwu heard Chen Fei's words, turned over and stood up, looking at Chen Fei with red eyes. In terms of strength, even if Wang Guiwu didn't want to say it, he had to admit that he was indeed inferior to Chen Fei.

  Obviously I am practicing the Tianyue Sword, the top inheritance of the Xianyun Sword Sect, and I have already comprehended it deeply. Logically speaking, it is far better than the Chongyuan Sword of the Yuanchen Sword Sect.

  However, in the confrontation just now, the one who fell into the disadvantage was himself.

   "Then let me see how you can win!" Chen Fei looked up at Wang Guiwu, stretched out his left hand, and hooked his fingers at Wang Guiwu.

   Just like what Wang Guiwu did to Miao Daoxin just now, the current Chen Fei has been returned to Wang Guiwu intact.

   "Damn you!"

  Wang Guiwu's teeth were almost on the verge of being crushed. No one had ever dared to treat him like this, even the other true disciples of the Xianyun Sword Sect. But today, a disciple of the Yuanchen Sword Sect said that, how could Wang Guiwu bear it!

   "Boom!"

  Wang Guiwu punched his chest, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. This was not enough, Wang Guiwu's eyes were ruthless, and he punched several times in succession, hitting his chest continuously, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out again.

   "Sacrifice!"

  Wang Guiwu roared, the blood on the ground was pulled by a force, floated up, and then burned, turning into a smear of blood and rushing into Wang Guiwu's body.

   Not only that, Wang Guiwu's figure became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he became a little shorter. But Wang Guiwu's momentum not only did not decrease, but increased linearly.

  A vague blood flame ignited on Wang Guiwu's body, with a crazy smile on Wang Guiwu's face, he looked up at Chen Fei, his eyes were full of cruelty.

   Some disciples outside the venue accidentally touched Wang Guiwu's eyes, and their hearts shrank involuntarily. This doesn't look like the eyes that humans should have, as if they are facing a wild beast.

   "Junior Brother Wang is desperate!"

  Wen Huichao looked at Wang Guiwu's performance at the position of Xianyun Sword School, and narrowed his eyes involuntarily. This is the expression of Dou Xuanjin stimulated to the extreme, hurting oneself first, and then hurting others.

   It can be regarded as a way to counterattack in a desperate situation, to break the boat and gain extreme combat power. However, such a move has serious sequelae. Even if Wang Guiwu can win in the end, he will have to rest for more than half a year before he can recover.

  But obviously, Wang Guiwu doesn't care about this anymore, he wants to tear Chen Fei to pieces.

   "How can I bear it with Junior Brother Wang's personality if someone takes someone who has spoken to me face to face and returns it back exactly?"

   "Don't say it's him, none of us can bear this."

   "This disciple of the Yuanchen Sword Sect is really good. It should be regarded as the true inheritance of the most powerful Yuanchen Sword Sect that I have seen in recent years."

   "Junior Brother Nie, are you sure?" Someone turned to look at Nie Haichun.

  Nie Haichun, ranked sixth in the true biography of Xianyun Sword Sect, is much stronger than Wang Guiwu. Of course, it's just strength. If it's more than talent, Wang Guiwu is actually better.

   "Let's wait until he has passed the test of Junior Brother Wang."

  Nie Haichun looked at Chen Fei off the court and said coldly. Nie Haichun didn't like Chen Fei. It's ridiculous that a mere disciple of Yuanchen Sword Sect dared to be so arrogant because of his strength.

  (end of this chapter)