Uncle-Master, Please Help Us

Chapter 85: Wan Jian Chaozong

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In the spacious training ground of Zhenxian Sect, hundreds of disciples are practicing combined fencing techniques.

So many people exerted their power at the same time, and the sword intent formed a giant dragon in the air in a special way, which would roar out at any time.

"Although United Sword Intent is still far away from transformation, it has reached a certain scale, which is pretty good..."

A young man stood in front of everyone with a smile on his face.

The senior brother who became a disciple ten years ago, Shen Wang!

The disciples of the sect must not only practice alone, but also be able to use the method of combined attack. When in danger, they can also jointly deal with it without being in a hurry.

"That's it for today, let's take a rest first..."

Before Shen Wang could finish his words, the giant dragon formed by the sword energy seemed to have been hit in the head with a stick and fell to the ground, trembling.

Immediately afterwards, countless long swords made a clear and long sound, fell off from everyone's hands, and fell to the ground.

"what happened?"

"Why are our swords out of control?"

"It feels like something is calling..."

"It's not a summons, it's a surrender! The weapon spirit in our sword seems to feel an irresistible force!"

There was an uproar.

"It's a peerless sword intent! A peerless sword intent was born in Zhenxian Sect..."

His pupils shrank, and Shen Wang hurriedly looked in the direction where the sword was pointing, his body trembling.

Zhenxian Sect’s treasure house.

Countless treasures stand in a row, and the long sword in the middle is the most dazzling, exuding a sense of unruliness. The sword energy contained in it is extremely sharp, shocking the surrounding treasures, and no one dares to approach.

Most of the spiritual soldiers have spiritual wisdom. Like animals, they know how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, and naturally surrender to the strong.

"Mr. Chen, is this the Yunyu Sword once used by Lin Xuan, the founder of the sect?"

Two figures stood not far away. One of the young men looked curiously at the old man beside him.

"Yes, the guard of my treasure house was personally appointed by the sect master, and he personally handed over this sword. There can be no mistake!" Mr. Chen stroked his beard and smiled.

Although there are only six elders left in the Zhenxian Sect, there are still many cultivators of the same generation, but they are not cultivated enough to sit in the position of elders. This Elder Chen is one of them.

"Too powerful, too mighty..." The young man was full of excitement.

The founder of the sect, he reached the master level at the age of eighteen and brought the Zhenxian Sect to a transcendent level. He is an idol worshiped by everyone, and he is no exception. Being able to see with your own eyes the sword that the other party has used is definitely the biggest Honor.

call!

Sensing that someone was looking at it, Yun Yujian turned around arrogantly, with disdain. He was just a kid who had no experience in swordsmanship. He was rubbish. He didn't even want to look at it!

"This sword is nourished by the ancestor's sword intention and is spiritually proud. Apart from him, no one has been able to refine it in thousands of years. With our level of cultivation, don't use it. It is considered blasphemy to even look at it..."

Seeing the other party's actions, Mr. Chen was not surprised. He sighed and said: "I have guarded this sword for so many years. I really hope to see it being refined. Unfortunately... I am too arrogant. No one will accept it. I'm afraid I won't be able to see it in my lifetime. arrive… "

While he was sighing, suddenly, the proud Yunyu Sword shook for a while, and then made a sharp sound.

Snap!

Lying on the ground, shivering, like a frightened pug, all pride disappeared, replaced by respect and surrender.

Not only it, but all the spiritual swords in the treasure house were also lying on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

“…”

His beard was pinched off. Old Chen's body shook and his voice trembled: "Wan Jian Chao Zong? Is this Wan Jian Chao Zong?"

This situation will only happen if a strong person displays his extraordinary and holy sword intention and causes the resonance of the spiritual sword. The founder of the sect back then didn't complete it, so who has

And it feels so close

Stunned on the spot, Mr. Chen was confused.

After the shock, Meng Tao and others struggled to stand up. Just as they were about to adjust their breathing, they heard the impact of airflow in the air, and several figures flew over and landed not far away.

"Meet the elder..." Meng Tao bowed, not daring to express his anger.

Ignoring them, Wu Yuan and others looked at the stone tablet in front of them.

A sword mark appeared in the line of sight, followed by a figure in white above, performing a sword move.

Bang!

Elder Wu Yuan flew out, and several other elders also retreated, their faces turning pale.

They are all powerful people in the Divine Palace Realm, and they have fully understood the thirty-six postures of suppressing immortals. With this kind of cultivation, they can't bear it when facing this sword mark. How far does the sword intention contained in it reach? level

"By observing regularly, swordsmanship can improve quickly..."

Soon, everyone was filled with excitement.

The sword intent contained in the sword marks was too strong. Although I couldn't bear it, after observing it for a while, I felt that the scattered sword intent in my body had become much purer!

In other words, if you watch it regularly, your understanding of kendo will become stronger and stronger!

"I'll try again..." Wu Yuan looked attentively again.

Thump thump thump!

He resisted the pressure and stepped back step by step. His eyes seemed to have been severely injured, and red blood flowed out.

boom!

Just when everyone thought he could no longer bear it, there was a huge roar and a powerful sword intent was released from his body, and endless spiritual energy gathered crazily into his body.

Divine Palace Realm, seventh level!

"Haha, I didn't expect that not only my understanding of swordsmanship increased, but my cultivation level also broke through..."

Trembling with excitement, Wu Yuan clenched his fists.

He was imprisoned in the sixth level of the palace for nearly ten years, and there was no sign of a breakthrough. He thought it would be difficult to advance in this life, but he never expected it in his dreams. He just looked at the sword marks in front of him for a while, and he broke through!

"this… "

Unable to bear it anymore, he turned to look at Meng Tao and others: "Who left it behind?"

"He's... a young man in white, about seventeen or eighteen years old..." Not daring to hide anything, Meng Tao quickly introduced Su Yin's appearance.

"It's my junior uncle..."

Wu Yuan trembled with excitement.

You should have been able to think of it as soon as you arrived, except for the old man, the young master uncle, who could leave behind such a powerful swordsmanship!

I just asked him to give a lecture to everyone yesterday, but the sword marks were left all morning... As expected of the young master uncle, he always thinks about the sect.

Seeing Elder Wu's confirmation, Meng Tao's knees weakened and he collapsed to the ground.

Several junior sisters all stepped back and looked at this person again, full of contempt.

I kept bragging that I had met my uncle, but... when I actually met him, not only did I not recognize him, but I also ordered him to do his work, and even laughed at him...

That means Uncle Master is generous, otherwise, he would have been slapped to death long ago!

Liar, scumbag, disgusting, bah!

Meng Tao: "..."

Su Yin didn't know that the sword marks he casually made by chopping firewood would have such power. At this moment, he had already arrived outside the forbidden area and walked in without much hesitation.

(End of chapter)