"Ah, Park Sung, you are not mistaken, you mean, you were beaten like this by a disabled person?"
Nan Jingtian had some doubts.
Pu Chengxin had lingering fears, and looked at Luo Xingchen with a little fear.
He solemnly said: "Yes, his eyes are dull and invisible, and he can't pretend.
We are tempted in every possible way, and now you scold him ten thousand words, scold his ancestors, he is also indifferent, because he can't hear it either. "
Nan Jingtian frowned and asked in a cold voice, "He can neither see nor hear, then how can he capture your offensive line?"
With a trace of wiseness, Park Sung contemplated and answered seriously: "Elder, you might as well think about it this way. If a deaf and blind person wants to set foot in martial arts, he must have a keen sense of perception, and I seriously doubt. He used to be more than that, maybe it was because of someone assassinated that he became a waste."
Nan Jingtian stared at Park Sung, "What's the reason?"
Park Chengdao: "The combat experience cannot be disguised. Although he does not have a trace of aura in his body, he is only relying on physical strength, but his speed is very fast, and his movements are very accurate. Those skilled moves are definitely not something that a waste person can display. "
Nan Jingtian's face changed, and he looked at Luo Xingchen more seriously, squinting, wishing to see Luo Xingchen through from skin to bone.
But no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see a clue.
He looked at Park Sung and wanted to ask Park Sung's opinion: "What do you think was his strength before he was murdered?"
Park Sung thought for a while, and said, "At least it's Lingtu Realm."
Nan Jingtian had to keep his eyes open.
He shook his head and sighed: "Oh... the road to martial arts is so dry. On top of our heads, there are second-level forces, third-level forces, and king-level forces. We have no choice but to come to this small place to pick some inferior ones. Genius, so hard, it's hard to find a few.
For us, the twenty-year-old Lingtu Realm is already a monster.
It's a pity that he became a waste..."
Park Cheng said indifferently, "Elder, why do you think so? If he is not a waste person, even if the second-level forces can covet, we won't have a chance to see him.
Maybe this is a blessing in disguise? "
Nan Jingtian thought deeply, and finally nodded, and proceeded to the next step.
He asked everyone aloud: "Who is your leader?"
Ke Gu strolled in the courtyard, walked out, clasped his fist and said, "It's right here!"
"Call that kid here."
Nan Jingtian pointed at Luo Xingchen and said.
Ke Gu immediately went to inform Luo Xingchen.
Luo Xingchen walked forward a few steps facing the momentum.
"Senior, please forgive the younger generation for not being able to salute. The younger generation wants to join the sect. Now I need to restore at least two things, one, hearing, and two, vision!"
Luo Xingchen spoke bluntly, telling what he needed in his heart.
Ke Gu is right beside him, working as an interpreter.
Nan Jingtian was a little surprised at Luo Xingchen's straightforwardness. He calmly said, "What was your strength before?"
Ke Gu drew it on Luo Xingchen's palm, and Luo Xingchen immediately replied: "What strength used to be, it doesn't matter, it's all over. Now the juniors want to start all over again. No matter what the difficulty is, I don't want to beat me!"
Nan Jingtian frowned, Luo Xingchen's words seemed to carry a kind of arrogance.
He questioned: "We have accepted you and can help you restore your vision and hearing, but what can you do? No matter how you say it now, you are still a dead body."
Luo Xingchen said calmly: "Senior might as well try to see if I am a waste person, is it really worthless."
This sentence is even more fierce and domineering, full of confidence.
Luo Xingchen revolved the wooden sword and carried it on his shoulders, like a ruffian, fearless.
Nan Jingtian glanced at him, his face changed again and again. Finally, he waved his hand, and behind him a perfect sword repairman, like a Hongying, drew his sword at a distance of ten feet from Luo Xingchen, sweeping the sword with sharp sword light. Xiang Luo Xingchen's body.
Luo Xingchen waved the wooden sword and swept it calmly. The wooden sword cut out a sword light and collided with the sword.
Immediately he leaned forward, drawing a salary from the bottom of the cauldron with one move, and the tip of the sword opened the hilt of the sword repairer in an instant. He had no time to dodge, the palm of his hand stabbed, and the sharp sword fell suddenly.
"Shit!" The wooden sword leaned against Jianxiu's neck, close to his throat.
The body of this sword was stiff and he did not dare to move. If Luo Xingchen was using a sharp sword, his throat would be bleeding at this moment.
It is clever and clumsy, this sword is not gorgeous and extremely simple, but what it reveals is experienced.
The people Nan Jingtian had brought, including himself, were all dumbfounded.
It looked like a dead body, and easily defeated a sword repairer who was perfect in agility.
After a long time, Nan Jingtian was amazed and ordered this person to retreat.
He immediately picked up the sword from the ground with lingering fears and rushed back.
Luo Xingchen smiled slightly, his face full of domineering arrogance.
"Whoever is not convinced, can try again!"
With a heavy heart in Nan Jing Tiantian, he once again called out another sword repairman, the realm was the early stage of the spiritual map realm.
This man's sword is sharper, and between his eyebrows, he is also proud and invincible.
He walked towards Luo Xingchen step by step, drew out the sword indifferently, the silver light was shining, and a silver thread slowly flowed.
He squinted, and the spirit figure appeared, but it was a wolf shadow.
The totem and the wolf intent merge, the momentum is mighty, a sword swept out, like a storm raging, hundreds of sword auras, split and cut out, creating a turbulent space, the sword aura is vertical and horizontal, bursting into the earth, and the roads appear on the ground. gap!
"The wolf is annihilated!"
This person screamed and cut out with all his strength. In his eyes, Luo Xingchen was arrogant, but his strength had fallen back. Only by relying on his physical strength, no matter how strong he is!
"That's amazing!" A Mo kept his eyes tight, clenched his fists, and felt surging in his heart. This is the real power. Then look at their tribe. How can there be such a strong man? This kind of sword aura should be able to kill the group. Wolves!
Sword Qi is really rare to them, they have never seen it.
Today, people from the Iron Blade tribe witnessed this level of battle for the first time!
But seeing that Luo Xingchen felt a sword aura that could hurt his life, he began to dodge and dodge, and he moved a few feet away, followed closely behind, avoiding these sword auras, and he walked around beside him. Circle, shuttle to its back, holding the wooden sword, condensing consciousness, breaking the soul sword intent, slashing!
A sword intent phantom with a length of more than ten feet is huge, and it has been pressed down behind him since then!
He got a chill on his back, and quickly dodged in a panic!
"Whoo!"
boom-
The phantom of the sword intent blasted to the ground, and only heard a "click", a huge crack appeared on the ground.
Luo Xingchen flashed past again, like a silver thread, piercing this person's shoulder!
"laugh!"
The wooden sword pierced the chest directly, but fortunately, it was far away from the chest, and it didn't hurt the vitals.
Drops of blood flowed from the tip of the wooden sword, and this Spiritual Realm Swordsman was in pain and could not move.
A gust of cold wind blasted through this space and whizzed past.
Luo Xingchen stood tall in the cold wind, walking leisurely in the courtyard, his expression indifferent.
Nan Jingtian's eyes opened violently, and he was dumbfounded.
The group of people behind him frowned, with cold sweat on their foreheads.
The creases on his face were moist, representing their trembling.
Can only be described in one sentence-what a terrifying sword intent!
Imagine that at the beginning, Luo Xingchen was still far away from the Lingtu Realm, but he was forced to be strong by Chen Bufan.
At that time, the sword slashed the twelve spiritual images in the first battle, and he was shocked for a while.
At this moment, even if he has been scrapped, he will do his best to achieve this level. This is the bottom line!
For a long time, this spiritual figure realm powerhouse looked shocked, his mouth opened wide, his heartbeat accelerated, and he never moved again.
Luo Xingchen withdrew the sword calmly, and said, "I have accepted it!"
Nan Jingtian kept gazing at Luo Xingchen, recollecting Luo Xingchen's actions just now.
That kind of speed, let him see a miracle, without aura, barely relying on the physical body to display his power.
However, Luo Xingchen understood the sword intent!
The cohesive force of the sword intent is enough to draw all the surrounding heaven and earth aura to form a fusion blow.
How old is Luo Xingchen? There are rumors in thousands of tribes. He is only twenty years old!
And what Luo Xingchen had just used was just a wooden sword.
The wooden sword is still so, what if it is a psychic weapon
Nan Jingtian knew, and everyone knew that Luo Xingchen's subordinates would be merciful, otherwise, this Spiritual Image Realm would be immediately obliterated!
"Enough!" Nan Jingtian widened his eyes and shouted violently!
Ke Gu immediately wrote to Luo Xingchen: "This senior said enough."
The corners of Luo Xingchen's mouth raised, and he was even more arrogant, and said solemnly: "No, not enough!"
How can he not be arrogant? He needs to change now!
In the past, he practiced silently, and when someone provoked him, he would fight back. He has always been passive!
Who in the world doesn't want to be an arrogant martial artist!
Is he so easy to bully
From now on, Luo Xingchen's Taoist heart has not changed, but he has realized one thing, to be a man, to be mad!
To be so mad that everyone in the world trembles!
I didn't dare to provoke me if I wanted to kill to nine days and ten places!
No one found a piece of uncut jade, it was just a stone!
He has nothing now, all his hole cards have been exhausted!
That being the case, it should be even more advancing with the sword! Let yourself shine!
Let everyone see his rise!
He has died time and time again, even if Qi Hai is now abolished and unable to use the Great Zhou Tian Divine Body, he will not fall!
He has to work even harder and be radical, just be radical!
What he has to do today is not to amaze these people, but to make these people feel the horror of his potential.
So these are not enough!
Luo Xingchen said in a condensed voice: "Everyone, today, junior Luo Xingchen, just tell the truth, my world, not in this savage land, can't stop me from moving forward.
If your mountain gate is too small, even if I join, you won't be able to keep me for too long, I will go to a higher place and walk on the bones!
However, there is one thing that Luo can swear to heaven, I Luo Xingchen, I am not a person who knows no retribution, and is good to me. I will always remember that I will reach the top in the future and I will never forget you! "
Luo Xingchen was so arrogant and straightforward that he said loudly: "My ambition is to soar for nine days! Once, I was able to kill Shangyuan Realm, and now I am only twenty years old.
Even if I can't rebuild the martial art, I can still cultivate the formation!
I have experienced desperation countless times, and I have died more than once!
Now, I can still boldly tell you that sooner or later, I will fight back! You have chosen me, and I will definitely lead you to rise! "
Young and crazy, not afraid of the sky, not afraid of life and death!
A word, with the ambition to skyrocket!
Domineering words resounded through everyone's eardrums like thunder.
Up to this moment, Alin, Ke Gu, and everyone in the Iron Blade tribe were smiling bitterly.
They understood that Luo Xingchen's future could not be witnessed by them with their own eyes, so they and Luo Xingchen were not at the same level at all.
Luo Xingchen stood still facing Nan Jingtian.
The wooden sword was still dripping blood in his hand.
He began to move and burst out, swinging his sword wildly in this clearing!
The steps are like a gust of wind, changing rapidly, the sword is like a thunderbolt that smashes the sky, slashes the sky and the earth, swings the wind, and instantly bursts open the earth of tens of meters. A violent sword shadow rises into the sky. Nan Jingtian, one move to obliterate!
"hiss-"
Behind Nan Jingtian, everyone trembled and backed away in amazement.
Nan Jingtian himself was also dumbfounded, and his eyes were about to fall to the ground.
"This, this... Killed the Shangyuan Realm... Twenty years old."
Nan Jingtian's head was dumbfounded, and he couldn't react for a long time.
They were demented, opened their mouths, but could not speak.
Luo Xingchen made this blow, and he himself suddenly spouted a mouthful of blood, half kneeling on the ground, the wooden sword, already unable to withstand the power of the sword, broke himself!
He lowered his head and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth resolutely.
He raised his head and stood up tremblingly, like a rainbow, like a giant, shocking the heroes!
"Senior, think about it. Can you help the younger generation to restore hearing and vision? As long as the younger generation can still see, it can reduce many obstacles. The younger generation will set foot on the battlefield. At that time, your family The door is protected by me, and I will not let you be looked down upon!"
Nan Jingtian finally recovered, he thought, and then loudly said: "I promise! From now on, our Sea Sword Sect will try our best to accomplish what you want! I hope you can soar into the sky. Don't forget it in the future. we!"
Ke Gu walked towards Luo Xingchen blankly and passed on Nan Jingtian's words to him.
Luo Xingchen said calmly: "Okay, Hai Jianzong, from now on, it will be the sect protected by Luo Xingchen. Who dares to be an enemy, I will destroy him all the time—"
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An hour later, Amo and many young people from the Tiemu tribe were taken away by the Sea Sword Sect. Many of them were given these opportunities because of Luo Xingchen's face.
Luo Xingchen bid farewell to this iron sword tribe and promised to repay him when he came back in the future.
Luo Xingchen embarked on the road to Sea Sword Sect.
A Mo followed closely behind him, keeping every step of the way.
From today onwards, Amo regards Luo Xingchen as a god, no matter how many evildoers, it will be difficult to change his will!
Everyone stepped on the flying secret treasure and returned to the Sea Sword Sect.
On the way, suddenly there were several other teams, all of which came one after another.
These people are all the lowest-level first-tier forces in the Baichuan Continent, and are as famous as the Sea Sword Sect.
"Haha, Elder Nan, with so many people, it seems that you have gained a lot!"
A man carrying a giant axe, stepping on the secret treasure, flew up, and joked in front of Nan Jingtian.
He glanced at these teenagers, and he couldn't help showing a trace of contempt and playfulness: "Heh, but so, it's not as good as me. This time, I found a monster, twelve years old, no one to help, he cultivated to the spiritual level. Consummation of strength."
Nan Jingtian glanced at him without saying a word, disapproving.