Uncle-Master, Please Help Us

In Zhenxianzong's spacious practice field, hundreds of disciples are practicing combined fencing.

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, and it would roar out at any time.

"Although the United Sword Intent is still a certain distance away from the transformation, it has a certain scale, which is not bad..."

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

Shen Wang, the elder brother of the disciple who started ten years ago!

Zongmen disciples not only need to practice alone, but also use the method of joint attack. When they are in danger, they can also deal with it together without being in a hurry.

"Come here today, take a rest first..."

Before Shen Wang finished speaking, the giant dragon formed by sword energy fell to the ground, trembling, as if it had been hit on the head with a stick.

Immediately afterwards, countless long swords let out a clear and long cry, and fell off from everyone's hands in unison, prostrate on the ground.

"what happened?"

"Why is our sword out of control?"

"It feels like something is calling..."

"It's not summoning, but 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 Zhenxianzong..."

The pupils contracted, and Shen Wang hurriedly looked in the direction the long sword was pointing at, his body trembling constantly.

...

Zhenxianzong treasure house.

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

Spirit soldiers, most of them have spiritual intelligence, like animals, they know how to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and naturally surrender to the strong.

"Old Chen, is this the Yunyu sword used by Lin Xuan, the founder of the sect?"

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

"That's right, the guardian of my treasure house was personally appointed by the suzerain, and he also personally handed over the sword, so there is no mistake!" Chen Lao stroked his beard and smiled.

Although there are only six elders left in Zhenxianzong, there are still quite a few cultivators of the same generation, but their cultivation level is not enough to take the position of elder. This old Chen is one of them.

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

The patriarch of Kaipai reached the grandmaster realm at the age of eighteen, and brought Zhenxianzong to a transcendent level. He is an idol worshiped by everyone, and he is no exception. To be able to see the sword used by the other party with his own eyes is definitely the greatest. Kudos to it.

call!

Sensing that someone was looking at it, Yun Yujian turned around arrogantly, with disdain, he was just a kid with no knowledge of swordsmanship, rubbish, he didn't even want to look at it!

"This sword is nourished by the sword intent of the patriarch, and its spirituality is proud. Except for him, no one has been able to refine it for thousands of years. Don't use it with our cultivation level. Just looking at it is considered blasphemy..."

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 refined. It's a pity...it's too proud. No one will accept it. I'm afraid I'll have to watch it in my lifetime." It's not here..."

Just as he was sighing with emotion, suddenly, the unbelievably proud Yun Yu Sword shook for a while, followed by a sharp sound.

Slap!

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

Not only it, but all the spiritual long swords in the treasure house also prostrate on the ground, not daring to lift their heads.

"..."

The beard was pinched off, Chen Lao's body trembled and his voice trembled: "Wan Jian Chao Zong? Is this Wan Jian Chao Zong?"

This kind of situation will only happen if the strong one displays the extraordinary sword intent and arouses the resonance of the spirit sword. The patriarch who opened the sect didn't finish it back then, who did it?

And it feels so close?

Frozen in place, Chen Lao was dumbfounded.

...

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

"Meet the elder..." Meng Tao bowed, not daring to vent his breath.

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

A sword mark appeared in sight, and immediately above, a figure in white clothes performed a sword move.

Boom!

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

They are all strong in the Divine Palace Realm, and they have fully comprehended the thirty-six forms of Zhenxian. This kind of cultivation base, facing this sword mark, can't bear it. What kind of sword intent does it contain? level?

"Often observation, swordsmanship can improve quickly..."

Soon, everyone was full of excitement.

The sword intent contained in the sword marks is too strong. Although I can't bear it, after observing it for a while, I can feel that the scattered sword intent in my body has become much more refined!

That is to say, if you watch often, your comprehension and understanding of kendo will become stronger and stronger!

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

thump thump thump!

Resisting the oppression, he retreated step by step, his eyes seemed to be severely injured, and bright red blood flowed out.

boom!

Just when everyone felt that he was about to be unbearable, a huge roar and a powerful sword intent were released from him, and endless aura gathered in his body frantically.

Divine Palace Realm, seventh level!

"Haha, I didn't expect not only to increase my understanding of swordsmanship, but also to break through in my cultivation..."

Trembling with excitement, Wu Yuan clenched his fists.

He has been imprisoned in the sixth level of the Jingu for nearly ten years, and there has been no sign of breaking through. He thought that no matter how difficult it is to advance in this life, he never expected it in his dreams. He broke through after only looking at the sword mark in front of him for a while!

"this……"

Unable to bear it any longer, he turned to look at Meng Tao and the others: "Who left it?"

"It's... a boy in white clothes, about seventeen or eighteen years old..." Dare not hide anything, Meng Tao hastily introduced Su Yin's appearance.

"It's my little uncle..."

Wu Yuan trembled excitedly.

You should be able to think of it as soon as you arrive, except for the little uncle and his old man, who can leave such a powerful swordsmanship behind!

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

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

Several junior sisters all backed away one after another, and looked at this one again, full of contempt.

I have been bragging that I have met my uncle, but... I actually met him, not only did I not know him, but I even ordered him to work, and even laughed at him...

That is, Master Uncle Dadu, 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 made by chopping wood would have such power. At this moment, he had already come outside the forbidden area, and walked in without much hesitation.