Chapter 94: Where is the end of the world without grass!

Sword intent.
The meaning of kendo!
This kind of thing originates from the spiritual level and directly impacts the martial arts mind. Once it can't resist it, the mind will be damaged at the slightest, and the soul will be scattered.
Chen Xinglie was the first to bear the brunt of the bamboo slips and was submerged in the vast sword intent.
The sword intent in the bamboo slips is indeed pure and vast.
In the entire lower realm, there are very few people who can condense this kind of sword intent, and all of them are famous in the world.
In Chen Xinglie's heart, the origin of this sword intent is already ready to be revealed.
Shang Qingkong!
In Tushanzong, besides Shang Qingkong, who has such a sword intent?
If Shang Qingkong personally shot and cut out a sword, with Chen Xinglie's current strength, he would definitely be unable to resist it.
But what was released from the bamboo slips was not the righteous sword energy, but the sword intent that shocked the mind.
If you talk about sword intent...
Chen Xinglie doesn't lose anyone.
The sword intent of the Void Condensing Sword Art, even in the upper realm of masters like clouds, is enough to disregard the world and suppress the heroes of the world.
The empress is not weaker than others in her life.
Especially kendo one way.
Unparalleled in the world, no one can stop it!
Even if the sword intent in the bamboo slips originated from the land Shang Qingkong, for Chen Xinglie, he just felt a little pressure.
Chen Xinglie's martial arts spirit, three souls and seven souls, has not been damaged at all.
Li Qinglian and Chu Jingyue were standing close by.
The two were also hit by the sword intent, only to feel that their minds were blank, their minds were lost, and their faces pale as paper.
Li Qinglian has the lowest level of cultivation, and her body is shaky.
Chu Jingyue hurriedly supported her junior sister, staggered back several steps, leaned back against the courtyard wall, and barely stood still. When she looked attentively, she saw Chen Xinglie in the sword, his eyes were light and light, as if something Nothing happened.
This……
Chu Jingyue's eyes straightened, and she couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice: "Such a sword intent can't shake his mind!"
Li Qinglian had already recovered, first glanced at Chen Xinglie, then at Chu Jingyue who was supporting her, and whispered underestimated: "If the big demon can't stop even this kind of sword intent, he is not a big demon. Head off."
Chu Jingyue nodded blankly, and suddenly remembered the origin of the bamboo slips, and then sighed softly: "Wang Shuangkai is seeking his own death!"
"Who is Wang Shuangkai?"
Chen Xinglie took the bamboo slips and asked casually.
It seems that the matter of the sword intent hitting the mind just now has never happened.
Chen Xinglie's tone was as indifferent and arrogant as ever, as if he was talking about something irrelevant.
Li Qinglian knew that the murderous intention in the heart of this great demon was determined.
Chu Jingyue hurriedly said, "Wang Shuangkai is a disciple of Lin Daoyuan, Tushanzong's supreme master. If nothing happens, Tushanzong's next sovereign will be succeeded by Wang Shuangkai."
"This person has extraordinary talents. He is less than thirty years old. His cultivation has reached the sixth state of martial arts, the hidden realm. His cultivation technique, the masterpiece "A Thousand Miles Long Wind Sword Technique", is in my Tushan School's twelve true teachings. Among the magic arts, this is the strongest sword arts."
"My teacher, the elder Taishang, and the elder Shang Qingkong, are practicing this kind of sword art."
"Now, Wang Shuangkai is in the East Port of Qingyun City, temporarily living in the Floating Cloud Inn. When he handed me the bamboo slip letter paper, the sword hung on his waist. If I read correctly, the sword on Wang Shuangkai's body should be the Supreme Elder. The portable saber that has been practiced for many years is named "Ten Thousand Miles of Sorrowful Autumn". It is a heavenly secret treasure..."
Chu Jingyue simply knows everything without saying anything.
This speech not only tells the origin of Wang Shuangkai, but even the level of cultivation and the long sword of Shang Qingkong carried on his body.
"You answered in great detail." Chen Xinglie smiled jokingly, his gaze swept away from Chu Jingyue, and finally stayed on the bamboo slips.
The handwriting in the bamboo slips is not written in pen and ink.
Chen Xinglie's own practice is the sword art, he can tell at a glance, these characters are all carved with swords.
Wanli sad autumn?
The name of the sword just mentioned by Chu Jingyue appeared in Chen Xinglie's heart, and a mockery appeared in his eyes.
A good sword, unexpectedly took such an arty name.
It's really vulgar!
Shang Qingkong, the supreme elder of the Tu Shanzong, is really the same as the one in my memory...the same vulgarity.
The great sword of this seat is so good and concise.
The three words "Big Sword" are simply natural and catchy.
"Big" means a big backing, "treasure" means a rare treasure, and "sword" means a sword.
How great.
The name Dabaojian is really a secret!
With contempt for Shang Qingkong, Chen Xinglie read the words on the bamboo slips, his eyes became more murderous...
"Wang Shuangkai's literary talent is good, he believes in Chinese characters, four and six, and his rhetoric is gorgeous, just like poetry and poetry, and he is also very proud.
Chen Xinglie closed the bamboo slips and said coldly: "The first sentence of this person opens, and he said that only those who can block the sword intent are qualified to read his letter. If this seat cannot block the sword intent, isn't it dead? Up?"
Chu Jingyue lowered her head, not daring to speak.
Chen Xinglie took hold of gradually and slowly said: "This Wang Shuangkai said two things in the letter..."
"First, I want this seat to give away the things of the Qingyang Sect; second, I want this seat to stay away from Zhao Yumeng, and don't provoke her from now on, but also let this seat go to Donggang and plead guilty to this king. "
At this point, Chen Xinglie threw the bamboo slips into Li Qinglian's arms and asked leisurely: "Xiaoqing, let me talk about it. How should I respond to something like this?"
Li Qinglian was shocked, and said hesitantly: "This...this..."
Chen Xinglie's tone became colder and he said, "Don't say it?"
Li Qinglian had to answer: "With the master's style of dealing with things, he will probably kill the door and cut Wang Shuangkai with one sword."
Just now.
The system prompt sounded in Chen Xinglie's heart suddenly.
"Ding!"
"The host is murderous, triggering an immediate task: Juxu must report (Intermediate)."
"Task reward: 200 BOSS points."
"The great demon is to cross the world, and those who deceive me will kill, and those who insult me ​​will die!"
"However, Wang Shuangkai wrote in the letter to tell the host not to provoke Zhao Yumeng anymore. This beautiful girl thinks that the host can accept this suggestion humbly. After all, the host has this beautiful girl by his side, so why bother to mess around with flowers?"
"Ding!"
"The host triggers the hidden mission, and the heart is still in water."
"Task reward: 1000 BOSS points, 1000 favorability points."
"Where is there no fragrant grass in the end of the world, why bother Zhao Yumeng?"
"If the demon brother completes this quest of'Heart Ruzhishui', he can trigger the second stage of the quest Heart Ruzhishui. The task content is also very simple. As long as you don’t provoke the teacher Feiyu, the reward is doubled. The ultimate state of this quest is no longer Go to provoke the empress, mission reward..."