The elegant young man looked at Jun Ruoshui tightly, his eyes flashing, and a sharp aura emanated from his body.

A few months ago, the Tianjian Holy Land suddenly announced that the candidate for the Saint Son has been confirmed. Although it is said that the Saint Son is training somewhere, many people in the Eastern Region have speculated that he is the Saint Son!

Even the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land think so.

Because he is the strongest disciple, recognized as the strongest young generation in the Eastern Region!

But only he himself knows that the Holy Son is not him!

This is the answer he got after asking the Holy Lord himself!

But the Holy Lord also said that if the Holy Son appears, he can challenge it. If he wins, the Holy Son can also be moved!

For several months, he has been thinking about who the Holy Son is. He has also heard of Jun Ruoshui's deeds, but he has never thought about this.

It was not until yesterday that the story of Jun Ruoshui being taken away by the ancestor spread that he was suddenly shocked.

Jun Ruoshui actually has something to do with the ancestor, that is, it has something to do with the Heavenly Sword Holy Land!

And Jun Ruoshui also uses a sword!

After such a connection, he had a confirmation in his heart. Jun Ruoshui was likely to be the confirmed Holy Son!

Now Jun Ruoshui is practicing in Yuanhe again, which is a treatment that only the elite disciples of the Heavenly Sword Saint Land can receive, so he truly confirmed what he was thinking at this moment.

For a moment, his eyes were filled with awesomeness and his mind was beating violently.

After practicing sword for twenty years, his goal was to become a saint son, but now he is being taken advantage of, and he feels that Jun Ruoshui must not be as strong as him!

How could a person who is weaker than him convince him as a saint!

He took a deep breath, but did not do anything to disturb Jun Ruoshui's cultivation. His body exploded and headed towards the river bank.

He is going to find the Holy Lord and ask clearly!

Have the rules of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land changed?

The moment he left Yuanhe, Jun Ruoshui's closed eyes suddenly opened.

Looking up at the figure disappearing above, he knew that Yan Ge must have known his identity.

Although he was practicing just now, he still noticed the faint aura that Yan Ge exuded.

"Rebirth at the peak, even half-step God-control..."

Jun Ruoshui's eyes flashed. Now he is indeed no match for this kind of cultivation.

After thinking for a moment, he entered the cultivation again.

The most urgent task is to first improve your cultivation to the sixth level of the elixir, and then practice the reflexive sword to the first level.

The bottom of the river was silent. At the sixth hour when Jun Ruoshui entered the Yuanhe River, his body shook and his cultivation level broke into the sixth level of Hedan.

But he has not stopped yet and his meridians have not been saturated yet, so he can continue to absorb Yuanhe Yuanqi.

After another two hours, Jun Ruoshui felt that his meridians reached their limit and even felt swelling and painful.

He knew that this only Yuanhe practice was about to end.

"The current cultivation level is probably around the middle stage of the sixth level of Hedan..."

Jun Ruoshui felt the much thicker sword element in his dantian, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With this kind of cultivation, if the red pupil is activated, the comprehensive combat power can reach the seventh level of rebirth!

"If I practice the reflexive sword to the first level, even if I don't use the unparalleled sword style, I can fight with the ninth level of birth!"

The first level of the sword that revolves around is not only weakening 10% of the opponent's attack, but also bounces it to the opponent, which is equivalent to blessing your own attack.

This sword style that grows and goes on and off can be described as a magical means of fighting against the enemy.

Jun Ruoshui stood up, rushed up, and after a few breaths, he broke through the water surface and landed steadily on the shore.

At this time, the sky was completely dark and it was already in the middle of the moon.

There was silence on all sides, and Jun Ruoshui called out softly: "Old Lin?"

The next moment, Old Lin's figure appeared and smiled and said, "Son of the Holy Son."

Now Jun Ruoshui is used to this situation. This old man just needs nothing to do every day and just guards him.

"Old Lin, please send me to the waterfall."

Although it was late at night, he was not sleepy and his meridians reached the limit and could not practice. It would be better to practice the reflexive sword directly.

"good."

Mr. Lin didn't ask much, grabbed his shoulder, and the two disappeared.

After a few breaths, Jun Ruoshui came to the waterfall again.

"Son, if you have something to call me."

Old Lin smiled and said, then his figure disappeared into the darkness.

Jun Ruoshui didn't need to guess that the old man must be nearby.

He took off his blue shirt, took a deep breath, and then jumped onto the previous edge stone again.

A violent flow of water hit him like a heavy hammer. Jun Ruoshui's eyes condensed, and then the purple color flowed all over his body, slowly straightening his body.

Taking out the Qingfeng Sword, he began to practice boringly.

The arms and wrists repeated the special tremors over and over again, and were improving little by little.

This is just the first level of cultivation method, and if you want to reach the second level, you must even use the Yuan power and need to tremble at the same frequency.

It is conceivable how difficult this reversal sword is.

Jun Ruoshui has extraordinary talent. He has mastered the Gufeng Sword pose after just watching it once, but this reversal sword still requires practice day after day.

What he didn't know was that if he was in the ruthless and thoughtless state during the battle, his progress would be faster!

Perhaps it can be said that he has not really understood himself.

The night passed quickly, and when it was dawn, Jun Ruoshui jumped out from under the waterfall.

Standing on the shore, he looked extremely tired, and his right arm and wrist were already swollen to the naked eye.

“So tired.”

Jun Ruoshui felt it was difficult to stand, as if he had experienced three days and three nights of battle.

Not to mention the fatigue caused by the special tremor of the sword, just standing under this super strong current of water for a night, my body was already exhausted.

He used sword essence to remove moisture from his body, then put on green clothes, and called out softly: "Old Lin?"

The next moment, the old man appeared, still smiling.

"I have something to tell you."

Mr. Lin looked at him and smiled faintly, "Do you know what's going on outside now?"

Jun Ruoshui was stunned and then said, "Cangmang Ancient Sect?"

"Yes, the Cangmang Ancient Sect has been waiting for you outside. The head of the sect, Hu Han, has already personally gone to pick up Zang Tianchen."

Mr. Lin smiled and said, "And in Lingtian City outside the mountain gate, the forces in the eastern region have not left, and are waiting for you to fight Zang Tianchen."

"Then let them wait."

Jun Ruoshui sneered.

"In the past two days, many people have been coming one after another, and even the huge Lingtian City is almost unable to accommodate it." Old Lin smiled and said, "This is a big move."

"Maybe they all want to see what will happen next after I lose."

Jun Ruoshui smiled lightly and said, "Old Lin, please send me to the Saint Maiden Peak, I'm very tired."

He is now weak and extremely tired and needs rest.

In fact, he could also ask Old Man Lin for some recovery pills, but he knew that it would be better to recover by himself, which would help him more and make his body stronger little by little at the limit.

"Um?"
Chapter completed!