Fantasy: Quietly Draw A Sword 100,000 times, And You Will Be The Sword God When You Come Out In The

Chapter 20

The next day.

Xu Tian was sitting in the Lotus Position, Breathing Exercises Spiritual Qi, suddenly felt an abnormal movement in his arms.

I saw the little milk cat that was rescued by him yesterday. I don’t know when it got up, but it got into his arms.

This little milk cat seems to be sleeping soundly, perceiving Xu Tian’s subtle movements, and gently arching in his arms with his nose.

“Huh? Come alive? You little cat, you are dead.”

Xu Tian opened his eyes to see, couldn’t help but smiled, picked up the neck of the little milk cat, and lifted it aside.

“Well, you continue to sleep, I should practice.”

Xu Tian got up and stretched out, only feeling refreshed for a while.

In the last night, he also benefited a lot after experiencing it carefully.

Today, the eastern morning glow is rising, and the winter snow is gradually melting, but it is a good weather.

The water mist condensed into dew on the grass blades, and a green praying mantis slowly lurked, trying to kill the black caterpillar in front.

Chirp.

A big white boot severely kicked the praying mantis and the caterpillar together.

Xu Tian stepped out one step, came to the top of Si Guoya Mountain, stretched out his hand to invite the iron sword, and began to draw the sword day after day.

Pressure!

As Xu Tian grasped the hilt, all the energy between heaven and earth seemed to be hidden in the scabbard, containing but not sending out.

Exposure!

The one-inch blade was unsheathed, the dazzling cold light reflected the sunlight, and the stabbing person’s eyes hurt!

Xu Tian pulled out the sword slowly, and the air seemed to be cut in half.

This kind of feeling is like practicing swords in the water, every time Xu Tian strokes through the sword, it drags and sways in the void.

What Xu Tian didn’t find was.

The little milk cat on the side woke up leisurely, frowning his brows extremely humanely, as if he was irritated Xu Tian woke it up.

But when it noticed Xu Tian’s sword practice, his expression gradually changed from carelessness to round eyes, widening like copper bells.

This, this, this…..

This guy has something!

Suddenly, the little milk cat, who was planning to leave, changed her mind, leaned on one side, and watched quietly.

The more you look at it, the more brilliant it looks.

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at the same time.

Eastern Wasteland, where the kendo event is located.

Sect Leader Zhuang Changhe, led by the ten elite disciples headed by Zhuang Mingzhu, sat in the area where the kendo event gave them rest.

Several people were initially analyzing some of the other Sect’s arrogances and which ones would become strong opponents.

Zhuang Changhe’s face was a bit heavy.

Obviously, the trip to the Eastern Wasteland kendo event was not very smooth.

After he came, he discovered that the Holy Maiden Zhuang Mingzhu, whom he had high hopes for, was only the most ordinary among the major Sect Tianjiao who came to participate in the Eastern Wasteland Kendo event.

There are too many geniuses here!

at this time.

“Report! Sect Leader, there is a flying book from Sect!”

A peak owner walked quickly.

“Oh? Did something happen in the clan?”

Zhuang Changhe frowned.

I saw the peak master’s face a little ugly and said: “Sect Leader, the clan is attacked! The troll sect remnants killed Sect last night!”

“what?!”

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Changhe was immediately furious.

“What a troll sect, it’s really a Hundred-legged Worm that is dead but not stiff, and even dared to kill my Longhe Sword Sect! Say, what about the casualties in Sect!”

The peak master quickly replied: “Sect Leader don’t need to worry too much. There are not many casualties in the clan. The group of troll sect remnants seems to be heading towards Zhao Ming and did not hurt other disciples.”

When Zhuang Changhe heard the words, his heart loosened slightly.

Fortunately, it is not the worst result.

He was afraid that when he came out like this, his family would be wiped out by the group.

But then, he asked again: “Then how is Peak Master Zhao Ming?”

When he asked this sentence, Zhuang Changhe had a premonition in his heart.

He couldn’t know what Zhao Ming was doing now.

Even if Zhao Ming burned his life and wiped out all the enemies he would commit in the future, he would not be able to escape his own death fate.

The peak master said, “Don’t worry, Sect Leader, peak master Zhao Ming is okay, it’s okay.”

“What? Zhao Ming is okay?”

Zhuang Changhe asked inexplicably.

How could this happen?

The peak master nodded and said: “Sect Leader, according to the legend of the sect, the mysterious man who defeated the sword mad some time ago made another move. It not only swept and killed the remnants of the troll sect, but also gave the Medicine Pill to the peak master Zhao Ming. Continue your life for three years!”

Zhuang Changhe was shocked when he heard this.

That person again?

“I ask you, did Zhao Ming see his appearance clearly when this person shot this time?” Zhuang Changhe asked quickly.

The peak master shook his head and replied: “Return to Sect Leader. According to Zhao Ming, that person is wearing the costume of our Changhe Sword Sect disciple, but he seems to be good at the extremely advanced concealment technique, and he can’t see what he looks like. In addition, there is an important news.”

At this point, the peak master suddenly stopped speaking.

“Old Chen, don’t sell it, just say it quickly!” Zhuang Changhe frowned and urged to speak.

Now he is full of curiosity about this mysterious person.

The peak master took a deep breath, his expression became extremely solemn, and he said every word:

“According to Zhao Ming, this person is not only a line from the Cultivation Base to the Shenhai Ninth Stage, but also very importantly… this person has already stepped into the Sword intent Realm!”

As soon as the words fell, it was like thunder smashed down!

Zhuang Changhe stood there blankly!

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