Chapter 410: A sword

After Chu Xinran cleaved this sword, it seemed to consume a lot of energy and energy, and her legs were a little weak. She looked at Ouyang Zhou with a pale face and raised her arms again.
The disciples underneath became very quiet at this time, and Chu Xinran's swordsmanship was astonishing. The sword light just now was even more astonishing than the one she used to fight against Xiang Yao.
The heads and elders of several big sects also sighed secretly at this time, this Chu Xinran's talent for understanding is really terrifying, and only three battles have realized the sword intent.
If nothing happens, Chu Xinran will definitely become a kendo master in the future.
In the ancient Chinese realm of cultivation, many cultivators yearned for kendo, but there were very few who could really cultivate kendo to great success.
There is no other reason. Swordsmanship is as difficult as climbing.
In the ancient realm of comprehension, there have been several immortal sword immortals, whose strength can be called invincible of the same level, and in the realm of comprehension, they are also full of reputation.
However, the inheritance of sword repair did not continue in the realm of cultivation. The strongest monk disappeared into the torrent of history just short-lived.
Swordsmanship is considered to be a more partial cultivating sect. The major is kendo. A monk's talent, xinxing, and roots must meet all three requirements, otherwise he cannot specialize in kendo.
As we all know, the path of the sword is the most straightforward and hardest path of all the avenues. With a little slack, the kendo will not only fail to achieve success, it may even be damaged by this, or stop in the path and cannot break through.
In the realm of cultivation, it is often said that there is no one who cultivates swordsmanship. This is the truth.
And now that a genius of swordsmanship like Chu Xinran has appeared, several head elders have developed a love of talent. If the Huaxia Cultivation World can reproduce a sword cultivator, it will undoubtedly be heaven for the entire cultivation world. Great Fukuzawa.
Jian Xiu, the path that many people have longed for, unfortunately, has long since disappeared into the vast bones with history.
They couldn't help but look at Zhou Ming who was sitting in the distance. If after today, they can fall into the realm of cultivation, that would be a great happy event.
Zhou Ming noticed the gazes of a few of them, but didn't make any expressions, paying attention to Chu Xinran on the ring with indifference.
Seeing that Chu Xinran was still about to move, Ouyang Zhou flashed his figure and rushed to Chu Xinran with a punch, blasting her belly.
With this punch, he used seventy percent of his strength, and in the face of such strength, Chu Xinran was not dead or disabled.
Ouyang Zhou faced Chu Xinran's strength squarely and gave her the utmost respect. He had been merciful in the previous two attacks, but now that he saw that Chu Xinran's kendo was so good, he naturally took a little harder due to the desire to win. .
He didn't pay much attention to Chu Xinran's state, he only knew that Chu Xinran was the first young disciple present besides Leng Jian who could face him squarely.
Although Chu Xinran raised her arm, the aura in her dantian was empty, and she could no longer cut the sword light like just now, and facing Ouyang Zhou's punch, she was very reluctant even if she wanted to make a defense.
But the words Zhou Ming said to him before still echoed in her mind at this moment: "Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you can't bear even this difficulty, you will eventually be eliminated by this world of respect. If you are not strong enough, you are not alert enough. , Your most important person may also leave you because of this."
If you are not strong enough or alert enough, your most important people may leave you!
This sentence was deeply rooted in Chu Xinran's heart like a brand. Her face was dark, exhausting the last trace of her dantian spirit. She raised her hand and waved her sword, stepped forward, and faced Ouyang Zhou's punch!
"Sheng Nian Slash!"
Chu Xinran left everything behind, one sword, one sword! This is the sword she used to respond to Zhou Ming's intentions and strengthen her Dao Heart!
"Boom!"
The air waves on the ring were surging, and countless small stone dusts rose up, concealing the figures of the two people, and the sword air cut around in a circular shape, leaving a messy trace on the ring.
Whether it is the disciples of the Xiaoyao Palace or the geniuses of a few big sects, their eyes are fixed on the rising stone dust, their hearts are all affected by the battle just now, Chu Xinran's unwilling one Sword and Ouyang Zhou's horrible punch, it doesn't matter which of the two is the better, because they have already witnessed the most exciting moment.
Now, everyone is only waiting quietly for the final result.
The stone dust dispersed, and two figures appeared.
Chu Xinran knelt on the ground, holding a sword hilt in his hand, and the ground was covered with iron filings. And Ouyang Zhou stood in front of her with a cold expression on his face, but his right hand was covered with blood stains, and his Taoist robe was also damaged in several places.
"You are strong."
Ouyang Zhou is usually not good at speaking with others, but today, he said such a sentence to Chu Xinran, who was half kneeling on the ring.
Chu Xinran smiled, she stood up with difficulty, staggered, and slowly said, "No, I'm not strong enough."
Even though her face was pale, she still lifted her steps and made an attack. She didn't realize that the Fantie Practicing Sword in her hand had shattered. She still wanted to swing the sword down as before.
Seeing Chu Xinran's movements, Ouyang Zhou couldn't help but be moved. What kind of spirit was supporting her? Let her forget everything and use her best to swing the sword?
This is just a discussion similar to the exchange! Why does the nun in front of me seem to be gambled on her life?
He couldn't help but began to admire Chu Xinran, such an opponent, no matter what, he deserves his respect.
Facing Chu Xinran's sword-swinging movement, Ouyang Zhou didn't do it again, because the sword had broken, and the aura fluctuations in her body had long since disappeared.
"You have done well."
A light voice sounded in Chu Xinran's mind, dispelling her physical and mental exhaustion, and her somewhat dim eyes were rejuvenated.
"Master, did I do it? But I didn't defeat Ouyang Zhou."
Chu Xinran asked in his mind with thought, his tone sounded so cautious.
"Fool, come down quickly."
There seemed to be a trace of distress in Zhou Ming's words.
"Ok."
Chu Xinran looked at the gentle gaze that was staring at her from a distance, turned around, and walked crookedly to the edge of the ring.
The ring was very high, and there was no spiritual energy in Chu Xinran's dantian. Ouyang Zhou's punch caused her to be seriously injured, and the aura in her body was messy.
In this case, it was already very difficult for her to walk to the edge of the ring. She stood on the edge, and when she tilted her body, she fell down.
Everyone was shocked to see Chu Xinran falling down the ring. When Zhou Ming saw this body move, his whole body disappeared from the seat instantly. When he appeared again, he had already reached the edge of the ring and reached out to catch the falling Chu Xinran.
Zhou Ming held Chu Xinran, checked her injuries, flew up into the air, looked back at Ouyang Zhou, and a flash of light showed that she had returned to her original position.
Ouyang Zhou suddenly felt horrified. His eyes didn't contain a trace of emotion, but he felt that his soul was seen through by him, and a coolness from the bottom of his heart suddenly rose.
"Shen Daoyou, this is the reply pill from my Xiaoyao Palace. I am really sorry for the accident."
Seeing that Zhou Ming could not breathe, Bai Shen brought Chu Xinran over. He was surprised, took out a bottle of pill, and said to him.
"No, it's common for this monk to get injured in actual combat. If you can't bear this bit of suffering, how can you face all the dangers on the way to the path in the future."
Zhou Ming waved his hand and rejected Bai Shen's kindness. He placed one hand on Chu Xinran's chest, and traces of tiny spirits poured into her body to help her repair the injuries in her body.
Seeing Chu Xinran passed out into a coma and still clutching the hilt, Zhou Ming couldn't help but smile to himself, was he so obsessed with kendo?
Chu Xinran's steadfast appearance on the ring reminded him of many scenes in his previous life when he practiced kendo in the spirit world.
At that time, I really looked like her.
However, after all, I have entered the magical way...
"Friend Shen, your disciple was seriously injured?"
When Zhou Ming was a little distracted, Xi Yu, dressed in a black Taoist robe, walked towards him, holding a green jade bottle in his hand.
"A little injury does not get in the way."
Zhou Ming still waved his hand, Chu Xinran's body was tempered and washed by him, and it was a little bit stronger than the physical strength of the ordinary Qi-refining monk. This internal injury was repaired by his spirit element, and the two breaths disappeared without a trace. , And the meridians of all major organs in Chu Xinran's body were repaired by him with Ling Yuan reinforcement.
At this point when Xi Zhu walked over, Chu Xinran had recovered to his peak state, but he hadn't woken up yet.
"Small injury?"
Xi Yu was a little puzzled, Chu Xinran had obviously fallen from the ring before she was physically exhausted, and he saw the punch of his apprentice Ouyang Zhou really, it really hit Chu Xinran.
Although Chu Xinran's last sword canceled most of her strength, the remaining lethal fist strength might be able to beat her internally.
At least the internal organs are damaged, immortal and disabled.
Xi Yu didn't know Chu Xinran's physical condition, so he had this question.
And Bai Shen also said to the side at this time: "Shen Daoyou, for the sake of safety, it is better to treat your disciple. If the foundation is damaged in the future, it will be beyond regret."
Zhou Ming frowned, what do these two people mean? Don't they know that the foundation-building cultivator's spirit element is more effective than any elixir when it enters the Qi-refining cultivator's body and heals the injury?
"Shen Daoyou, I just saw that you have Lingyuan fluctuations in your body, do you want to use Lingyuan to heal the Xinran little Daoist?"
At this moment, Qiu Lu, who was sitting not far away, also looked over and asked aloud.
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