In the ring, Heiting still performed very steadily.
As Chao Ge expected, he was in the fifth realm, which was the worst.
The first level of sword intention does not have natal magical powers, nor does it have sword domain, it only possesses incomparable surging spiritual power.
Of course, his ultra-low sense of presence and stealth ability have not been used now.
Otherwise, a powerful wave of killings in silence would actually be quite terrifying.
Although Lu Chaoge jokingly called his disciple the most useless swordsman, in fact, in a life-and-death battle, the effects that Heiting could produce would not be bad.
This is a born assassin!
Compared with Heiting's stable hip-stretching performance, Luo Bing's strength was shocking.
After she swung a sword energy in the second realm, the power of the sword energy was not inferior to that of Heiting!
How can this be!
How could someone with a mere second level of Dzogchen cultivation be able to slash out such a terrifying sword!
This made Lu Dongli completely confused.
Just yesterday, Luo Bingdu could only be regarded as a relatively good second-level practitioner. How come he had undergone earth-shaking changes after staying in the retreat room with his brother for a while
Lu Chaoge looked at the sword and nodded slightly, expressing satisfaction.
He did not think that Luo Bing would be able to exert the combat power of the seventh realm after possessing the power of a magic altar in his body that was comparable to the seventh realm.
Just like two cars with full gas, it doesn't mean they will run equally fast.
It's the same thing when peeing. Some people pee three feet into the wind, but you pee directly onto the tips of your shoes. That's the reason.
To have power comparable to the fifth realm has greatly exceeded Lu Chaoge's expectations.
On the ring, Heiting and Luo Bing went back and forth, starting a competition that in the eyes of the Lu Chaoge brother and sister was comparable to novices pecking each other.
At least after Heiting forcibly improved his cultivation, he had a certain degree of understanding of the power of high levels, and then his sword intention took shape.
Like Luo Bing, who is in the second realm, he has just touched the threshold of Sword Intent and doesn't even have Sword Intent yet.
Their understanding of sword moves is also average, and neither of them possesses any magical powers.
It’s just that great strength can produce miracles and great strength can produce miracles!
Don’t make your style too weird!
However, even so, killing someone in the fourth level is definitely within easy reach.
Judging from the situation, Heiting undoubtedly has the upper hand.
He was already deliberately holding back, otherwise Luo Bing would be defeated within three moves. This was even if Heiting didn't use stealth and just stood there upright.
Lu Chaoge estimated that the power Luo Bing can currently unleash is almost equivalent to the mid-fifth realm of an ordinary practitioner.
But after ten moves, Luo Bing's condition became extremely bad.
Her skin was as fair as snow, and she was the woman with the fairest skin Lu Chaoge had ever seen.
At this moment, his face was pale and he was obviously overwhelmed.
"Stop." Lu Chaoge said.
Heiting and Luo Bing stopped their hands obediently, and Lu Chaoge flew onto the ring and came to Luo Bing's side.
"Luo Bing, has the power in your body decreased during this process?" Lu Chaoge asked.
Luo Bing felt it for a moment, then nodded.
"As expected." Lu Chaoge said in his heart.
Although the power of these altars can give Luo Bing a brief burst of combat power, they are consumables.
Use a little less.
"Sit cross-legged here and meditate. Try to see if you can absorb them and turn them into power within your body." Lu Chaoge added.
Luo Bing's current condition was not good and he urgently needed to adjust his breathing, so he immediately did so.
After about a stick of incense, she opened her beautiful eyes with a look of shock.
"Sir... uncle, Luo Bing tried it just now and found that if he just absorbed the power given by his uncle in his body, his cultivation speed would be more than three times as fast as usual!" Luo Bing was frightened.
Lu Chaoge nodded with satisfaction and showed an expression that was indeed the case again.
When this scene fell into the eyes of the two of them, they only thought: "Everything seems to be under the control of the master?"
But this is indeed in line with Lu Chaoge's conjecture.
This power of the altar can be used to transform and absorb on weekdays, which is more efficient than breathing out spiritual energy.
At the same time, at critical moments, amazing combat power can be unleashed to kill the enemy!
Luo Bing bowed and saluted Lu Chaoge, saying, "Thank you, uncle, for your blessing!"
Men, you should praise more, thank him more for his gifts, and say that everything he just gave you is great.
Luo Bing has understood this since he was a child.
Lu Chaoge waved his hand casually and said: "It doesn't matter, you will absorb it in the future, and don't be reluctant to use it when encountering a crisis. What I gave you today will be there in the future."
When these words fell into the ears of everyone, they were so shocked that they didn’t know what to say for a moment.
Luo Bing's focus fell on the sentence "Don't be reluctant to use it when encountering a crisis."
I just felt like something was melting in my heart.
This girl, who came from a humble background and had a little low self-esteem and never expected too much from Lu Chaoge, had already learned how to find some sweets by herself.
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As the night progressed, Luo Bing and Heiting were ordered by Lu Chaoge to go back to the house to adjust their breath and meditate.
The brother and sister walked side by side under the moonlight.
"What did brother do to Luo Bing today?" Lu Dongli looked up at Lu Chaoge and asked.
"It's nothing. It's just that on the way back to the sect, I followed Master Jian Zun to destroy an altar of the Purple Moon Society. I relied on [Sword Realm Human Immortal] to strip away the power in the altar, and then used it to A force was transmitted to Luo Bing's body." Lu Chaoge said.
The information in this paragraph made Lu Dongli stunned for a while.
This... Is this nothing
"My brother's sword domain can actually strip away power and then materialize?"
"Also, will this power be unstable?"
"Why can Luo Bing absorb the power of the altar?"
Lu Dongli asked a series of questions.
She is steady by nature and thinks twice before doing anything. She usually feels unsettled by such unheard of things.
Lu Chaoge, who had a system to guarantee it, didn't think so at all. He just waved his hand and said: "Xiao Lizi, don't worry when I do the work."
Lu Dongli lowered her head and muttered: "It's just because he's my brother that I'm even more worried."
"Huh?" Lu Chaoge raised his eyebrows and made a deep sound.
Lu Dongli quickly stood up on her tiptoes, quickly took a few steps away, and put a certain distance away from Lu Chaoge.
It can be seen that although the things that happened one after another made her feel a little depressed and heavy, and very insecure.
But at least her brother was by her side, which made her feel pretty good.
At this moment, Lu Dongli suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Lu Chaoge turned to look at her.
"Brother, Yang Shu is back." Lu Dongli said.
"Oh, how long has this kid been down the mountain, and he finally knows he's back?" Lu Chaoge smiled: "It's not bad to advance in cultivation."
As soon as the two of them finished speaking, Yang Shu's androgynous voice came from outside the gate of Momen Mountain.
"Momen disciple Yang Shu, return to the sect!"
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Qingzhou, the endless sea.
On a huge rock on the coast, an old man with a broken leg has been sitting here for three days.
There are restrictions set up by the old man around the area, and no one else can enter.
In the past three days, the villagers of the fishing village passed by this place and looked at the old man's back from a distance. Only then did they realize that the irritable old man in the village, who had disabled legs and lived alone, and only knitted straw sandals all day long, was actually a swordsman!
The villagers and village women discussed the matter a lot.
"Ah, this old lame... Uncle Luo is actually a practitioner, I really can't believe it!"
"Yes, he can't be an expert who lives in seclusion in our village, right? I heard that those sword cultivators who live in seclusion are all very advanced!"
"Hey, then this guy Yang Shu can't be his disciple, then isn't it possible that Yang Shu is a practitioner?"
When a village woman heard this, she couldn't help but rub her hands and said, "Then... wouldn't it be like I patted the sword cultivator's little ass?"
What the women in the village love to tease most is the poplar tree, which looks like a man and a woman.
The villagers couldn't figure out what Uncle Luo in the village was doing sitting on the beach now since he was a spiritual practitioner.
Moreover, it has been three days and three nights since I sat here.
Could it be... that he has passed away
Suddenly, the calm endless sea began to produce huge waves, which began to hit the shore.
Waves of hurricane winds blew from nowhere, lifting up rocks on the shore.
This wave is so big that it can kill people directly.
The wind was so strong that even the strong men in the village would be blown away.
The old man with a broken leg who had been sitting quietly for three days opened his eyes instantly, and a light flashed in his eyes.
He raised his big hands, which were calloused from weaving straw sandals, and slapped them backwards.
The next moment, the surrounding barriers immediately became more solid.
Regardless of whether it is a huge wave or a hurricane, it is blocked by this barrier and cannot affect the small fishing village behind it at all.
The villagers were stunned by the sudden scene before them.
"This...is this the legendary sword cultivator?"
The villagers who have little vision, the limit of their imagination is that of the great practitioners.
No one dared to think that this reclusive old man would be one of the four great swords of Qingzhou!
Luo Heshan glanced at the endless sea of strange phenomena in front of him, took out a small jade sword from the storage ring, and then crushed it.
This is the second time to notify Jian Zun and others.
For Luo Heshan, one of the Four Divine Swords, to crush the jade sword so solemnly, it was obvious that something big had happened.
The natal sword lying horizontally in Luo Heshan vibrated at this moment, and there was a feeling that it wanted to be unsheathed urgently.
"Are the alien beasts in the ninth realm serving as the vanguard of the catastrophe?" Luo Heshan glanced forward and murmured to himself.
The entire Tianxuan Realm has never reached the ninth level since the death of the first generation Sword Master more than 10,000 years ago.
Today, a strange beast from the ninth realm appears from the Eye of Chaos, majestic to Tianxuan!
Its appearance caused huge waves in the endless sea.
As a result, a bursting hurricane blew up on the sea level.
The next moment, the old man with a broken leg disappeared from the boulder.
He was holding the sword alone at the moment, with the sword held horizontally in front of him.
—Being in the wind, standing on the crest of the wave.
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