In ten years, if Xiao Chen cannot compete with the will of the Sword Realm, he will be killed here.

But Xiao Chen was not afraid at all.

Ten years are not long, but short.

This whole thing is my own pressure. Only with this reason can Xiao Chen have the power to move forward, dragging him forward.

This is a good thing.

It ensured at least ten years of stability.

The rest depends on Xiao Chen himself.

"Haha." Xiao Chen curled his lips and smiled. In his eyes, the sword intent flowed sharply, and it condensed into a storm of nothingness, sweeping overwhelmingly, as if there were huge thoughts hidden in it.

When I was in the Moon God Palace, I had similar experiences.

Sword Forest!

Xiao Chen still remembers it fresh.

The current Sword Realm is equivalent to the sword forest that was strengthened at that time.

I was able to get out of it myself, but I still can now.

What is left now is practice.

Practice with peace of mind.

Ten years have passed in a flash.

But he can't go out during this period. It seems that Lei'er and Qianyu can only meet in a short period of time. However, it is just right. This period of time has allowed them to practice well. They are now at the peak of the seventh level of the holy realm, and they may be able to improve more.

This is beneficial to them without any harm.

Just as Xiao Chen was thinking, the sound of will came from the void of the sword domain again, and there was a hint of sneer and disdain in his voice.

"If you are not strong in will, even if you are given a hundred years, you will not be able to leave the realm of the sword."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen did not speak out.

He doesn't want to argue now.

I was too lazy to argue with the sword will. After all, the situation at this time is that he is weak and strong. If someone is a little excited, the sword will repent and suddenly kill him here, who will he ask for?

Xiao Chen is not afraid of others, but the key is that he is not a human being!

If he gets reckless, he will suffer.

What he has to do next is facts outweigh eloquence, and as long as he proves it to him within the time of his commitment to the kendo will, it is enough.

Xiao Chen was here before, and he was struggling.

Now, the will of those swordsmanship, sword edge and swordsmanship are all his nourishment.

Provide others with practice and comprehend and inspire.

...........

Daozong, at the foot of Tianfeng.

Thousands of disciples are meditating and practicing, and understanding the will of martial arts.

The immortal power is rising and falling one after another, and it is boundlessly brilliant.

Thousands of disciples had a man standing before. The man was dressed in a simple and elegant manner. Although he was not handsome, he could only see him. His eyebrows, starry eyes, and his hair was young, and he felt like he was rejuvenated.

His temperament is even more incomprehensible.

His eyes were golden, and he was looking at his disciples who were practicing in the audience.

It seems extremely strict.

And among the crowd, there was a handsome young man.

The young man dressed in the clothes of the Taoist sect, just like everyone else.

But sitting there is a world of ecstasy.

And those around him were actually female disciples, all of whom were middle-aged and upper-class.

This has attracted the envy of countless disciples.

He is so coquettish just now, and it makes people hate and envious.

I wish I could exchange it with the boy.

At this moment, the handsome young man sighed and held his cheek with one hand.

"Master, a young lady peeks at me." The young man spoke, but many female disciples still didn't know how to restrain themselves. Instead, they admired the younger brother's beauty unscrupulously. The other male disciples were itchy.

But there is no way, who made the new junior brother handsome and talented?

It was recommended by Uncle Six.

And they all heard about the skills of this junior brother.

As for the senior brothers who are speaking, they are now practicing the power of trial...

"Wear a veil next time."

The leader of the Zhitianfeng glared at Chen Tears.

He didn't know what to say about this disciple. His talent and strength are both at the level of demons, and he was surprisingly young. When he first entered the mountain gate, he personally tested his age for the tears.

Because bone age cannot be deceived.

This touch was shocked.

At the peak of the Great Perfection of the Seventh Level of the Holy Realm, the bone age is only about 140 years old.

Under his disciples, there were less than ten disciples who had reached this level.

At that time, he accepted his disciples.

This disciple has top talent and strength, and also has top appearance.

She is even more handsome than a woman.

The skin is blown and can be broken, with big eyes, purple and golden eyes, and long and pretty eyelashes.

If they dressed up as a woman, the five could recognize her.

He, the master, has no choice but to be a master. He has been suffering from beauty since ancient times. Today, he actually took over a male disciple who is suffering from beauty.

The little cutie is helpless in this regard.

Among the group of people, the little cutie has the most outstanding appearance. Even Xiao Chen is inferior to the three, but Xiao Chen is born with a temperament that is higher than the three little cutie. If it is a good-looking person, the only ones who can compete with the little cutie will be Shen Lei and Luo Qianyu.

Now, it finally attracted the young lady.

New place, new sect.

The ladies all flocked to them.

The little cutie shook her head and sighed, "Senior sister, you are more reserved..."

One sentence made many female disciples cover their lips and chuckle.

"My junior brother, who made you look so beautiful?"

"Yes, senior sister likes you very much."

"My junior brother, would it be nice to watch the moon together at night?"

Even though the little cutie was in her 140s, she couldn't help but blush. These senior sisters were all one or two hundred years old. Why didn't you know how to write the word "reservedness"? It was simply... It was so cool. Bah, it was a disgrace to be gentle!

Such a scene would be helpless to connect the leader of Tianfeng.

This new disciple really has the potential to be an idol.

The old man from Zhitianfeng was envious and wanted to besiege the little cutie.

"Practice well and don't look around." As soon as the master spoke, he became much quieter.

The little cutie is practicing seriously.

His eyes slowly closed and he fell into a state of concentration.

The immortal power surrounded him.

I did not wake up until after the practice was over.

The Lord of the Zhitian Peak looked at the little cutie with a flash of expression and nodded slightly. This disciple's understanding is really good.

He actually entered a state of meditation easily.

"Don't bother him."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Many female disciples wanted to go up and take a look, but were shaken by a fierce aura. The disciples present stood upside down and looked terrifying.

The little cutie's body was filled with evil spirits, as if she was a peerless murderer. The little cutie's face was also ugly at this time, and the marks on the eyebrows were faintly visible.

"What a strong evil spirit!" The disciples present spoke out.

The disciple of the leader of the Zhitianfeng Sect still likes the little cutie very much and has a good personality. Looking at the appearance of the junior brother at this time, he couldn't help but say, "The third, the fourth, the fifth, you go and call the master over. Something is wrong with the junior brother, I will guard the second brother."
Chapter completed!