It is difficult to get back when the sword is unsheathed. Once a person obeys his original intention, he will no longer be able to bear the constraints of worldly frameworks.

This is true for Chen Shaobai.

The original plan to become a disciple of Qingxuan Sect was that after experiencing such a nearly reckless and willful behavior, he was afraid that he would be ruined. But he did not regret that practicing sword immortals only had a clear and refreshing idea. If he was tolerant of everything, and if others were bullied to the head, he would still meet with a smile, that would go against his original intention. He would not have to do twice the result with twice the effort, and every time he broke through the great realm, he would have to be entangled with more inner demons.

"At worst, you can fight a bloody path. The holders of the highest force in the academy, Kong Lao and Wu Pei, took some care of me and should not take action. As for other mentors who were jealous of money, they were just a three-foot sword light and might not be able to fight. Losing the opportunity of Qingxuan Sect, there are nine immortal sects to choose from. The Qintian Sect is not far from Shang Kingdom, and spends a lot of money to find a thousand-mile horse. After two years of asceticism, you can reach it. And it can also hone my mind and improve my strength on the way, which is a choice."

The spiritual power is getting stronger and stronger, and a thought and a practical retreat are instantly generated in Chen Shaobai's mind. The heroic spirit in his heart is getting more and more turbulent, surging, and unable to control himself.

Chen Shaobai stood with a sword, and with a long roar, the surging sounds directly shocked the house that was broken by the sword light.

boom!

The change came too suddenly, and no one could have expected this in advance, so the collapsed houses were buried directly, and they all came out of the ruins, all of which looked like dust. Even Dong Xuanming, who had the strength of [Three-foot Sword Light], was the same.

Chen Shaobai is completely different. He stands proudly on the ruins, his white clothes are fluttering, without staining the dust, and his body is covered with moonlight, which looks quite like a god among immortals.

This is the dust removal talisman given by Wu Pei, which is working.

After the clear whistle, the blood in Chen Shaobai's chest was still burning, but it was not as surging as before. Instead, it became a little more solidified. Some blood drops even felt as thick as lead and mercury. The Qiankun Jade Pill on the kidneys emitted a cool breath and spirituality, which quickly stimulated this change, saving him years or even decades of hard work.

The first realm of the sword hero [the body and mind are harmonious] has been completely consolidated and has begun to move rapidly towards the next realm.

Feeling this change clearly, Chen Shaobai's eyes became brighter and brighter. His dark pupils were a bit deeper, as if he had found a way forward, no longer confused, no longer afraid, firm and persistent.

"I am worthy of being the 'Ten Years' leader'. It's really extraordinary. I can even do something like killing a master." Dong Xuanming's sarcastic voice came over, with a hint of jealousy that was not easy to be noticed.

With the sword in his hand unsheathed, Dong Xuanming looked at Chen Shaobai coldly, but said to Cao Ji: "I will deal with this ruthless student myself, you don't need to do it."

Although his character is a bit flawed, Dong Xuanming's strength is undoubtedly powerful. The middle-level swordsman of the [Three-foot Sword Light] is enough to suppress most genius swordsmen. He can become the lord of a city by just finding a small city and using a little means. His fame is also extremely high, otherwise, he would definitely not be able to be a tutor of Fengzhou Academy.

"No problem, it depends on your ability."

Cao Jia licked his tongue and was able to get the position of captain of a hundred people in the Cao family. Although he had the strength of the swordsman as a guarantee, it was also inseparable from his ability to change his mind. He knew how to speak for someone like Dong Xuanming.

On the one hand, on the other hand, Cao Yi didn't know much about the strength of the swordsman realm, but this did not prevent him from helping Chen Shaobai at a critical moment. When the road was done, Dong Xuanming would not blame him for meddling in other people's business.

Dong Xuanming has done some hard work in body skills. Even though he is in the ruins and rocks, he is still walking on flat ground, using wind and thunder, and his sword is like flying rainbow.

Even though the two people were still in the positions of the two people, the long sword in his hand had already expanded, and the sword light smashed down fiercely. It seemed that he was actually using the idea of ​​using his strength to suppress Chen Shaobai.

bump!

After a head-on fight, Chen Shaobai shook his wrist and gravels under his feet splashed, but his body movements did not stop at all.

"Dong Xuanming, your energy is consumed in Wanji Tower? Today is so weak, not strong enough!" As soon as he touched, Chen Shaobai wandered with his superb body skills, laughing to the sky, and laughing constantly mocking him.

If he was in front of him an upright and sincere mentor, he would naturally not be stingy with the highest respect and respect, but when faced with a scum like Dong Xuanming who decisively betrayed students for the sake of wealth, Chen Shaobai would not be merciless.

Hearing this, Dong Xuanming's expression was extremely ugly. He originally thought that he could easily defeat Chen Shaobai with his advanced strength, but he did not expect that the other party was not weak in his body skills, swordsmanship, or physical fitness. In other words, his only strength was that he had two positions more than Chen Shaobai's attack range.

But this only advantage was destroyed by the concave terrain of the ruins. As long as Chen Shaobai dodged at will, he could spend a lot of effort to adjust and recover his energy.

This made him wonder whether the terrain in front of him was deliberately created by Chen Shaobai.

The students of Fengzhou Academy are all masters above the Swordsman realm. There was such a big noise here, but after only a dozen breaths, the surroundings were crowded with people.

The fireworks were high, and the students said and said, and soon, the truth that developed into this scene was pieced together by them. As the "truth" gradually surfaced, the students' eyes at Dong Xuanming changed a little.

"It's still a pharmacology tutor, who actually helped outsiders for some money. It's really a shame for my Fengzhou Academy!" A bearded young man drew his sword and provoked Mars like a naughty man.

The power of a Mars may be extremely limited and cannot even attract anyone's attention, but what if it falls into the oil depot?

The bearded young men are Mars, and the students of Fengzhou Academy are watching are oil depots. At this time, no one cares about the difference between the Academy of Civil and Military Academy. Their concepts are unprecedentedly unified, and they jointly denounce Dong Xuanming and Cao Yi, and they have the momentum of fighting whenever they have disagreements.

"Shut up! Otherwise, credits will be deducted for insulting the teacher!"

Dong Xuanming's words calmed everyone a lot, and his voice gradually faded. Only the beard was still provoking: "If you want to buckle it, just buckle it! Are you afraid of you? At worst, I won't study anymore! What a broken school! The tutors helped outsiders to bully the students! It's a chilling! Chen Shaobai, good, I support you!"

But there is only one weird thing, and it can't cause many waves.

"Song Sansi, I remember you."

Dong Xuanming fought with Chen Shaobai again, quickly separated, and said the name of the bearded young man with a cold expression, obviously planning to settle the score later.

"Remember him? Think about how to defeat me first, dear Mr. Dong."

Chen Shaobai bathes in the moonlight, stands with a sword, and is graceful. He doesn't look like a student, but rather like a peak invincible sword saint who has achieved great success in cultivation, waiting for the challenge of the younger generation.

Hearing his words, Dong Xuanming's heart was filled with anger and his face turned red: "Defeat you? You are just a powerless and powerless pariah, and no one cares if you die! So, go die!"

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