Three months later, Sima Kong and others opened the Wanjian Tower again.

After a moment, they set up a tea table and waited quietly in front of the mountain for their disciples to come out of the tower.

"I'm looking forward to it. The next five-sect competition may produce the seeds of potential among these four disciples." Sima Kong took a sip of fragrant tea and looked excited.

The three elders nodded in anticipation.

After a stick of incense, a young man walked out of the Ten Thousand Sword Tower. It was Fang Yu. At this time, his temperament changed and became even more fierce. He came to the fourth elder and bowed his hands.

"Fang Yu, let me wait and see what sword you chose!" said Elder Chen Tian.

"good!"

Fang Yu looked confident. With a wave of his right hand, a golden flying sword floated out, and then he kept hovering around him, exuding a sharp aura.

"The Golden Snake Sword was left by the ancestors of the fifteenth generation. This sword is famous for its speed. It's like a poisonous snake that is waiting for me, so good!" Sima Kong and the other two looked at each other and admired it from their hearts.

The second place to go out of seclusion was Lan Yun, who chose a sword-shaped sword.

"The Greedy Wolf Sword, left by the eight generations of ancestors, is extremely powerful and can fight ten thousand in one battle!"

The third place is Qing Li Feng, he directly held the thin sword and looked elegant from a distance.

"Jun Song sword, left by ten generations of ancestors, has a lonely pine in Nanxuan, and Ke Ye is Mian Mi. This sword is arrogant and snowy, and the smoke and dust are not touched. Good!"

Sima and the other four were drinking fragrant tea, becoming more and more excited. Now it seems that the swords chosen by the three disciples correspond to themselves, and they are all good sword types.

With such excitement, they looked at Wanjian Tower, looking forward to the last young man.

After a moment, Lu Chen walked out.

Fang Yu and his friends swept their eyes, and smiled at the corners of their mouths. They were quite expectant. Sima Kong and the other two were drinking fragrant tea, a little curious.

"What sword did you choose?" Sima Kong smiled faintly.

When he arrived in front of the tea chair, Lu Chen saluted first, then glanced at Fang Yu and others' swords, then shook his right hand. Suddenly, a huge dark blue sword floated out of his palm. He held the hilt of the sword in his backhand and slammed heavily into the ground.

Bang!

Gravel splashed everywhere, and the half-meter-long sword body was as high as Lu Chen's shoulders.

puff!

Just one glance, the fragrant tea that the four elders had just drank in their mouths immediately spit out. Fang Yu and the other two were also dumbfounded. Is this a sword? This is a bed board...

"This sword - Luo Shen!" Lu Chen ignored them and a dimples appeared on his right cheek.

Sima Kong wiped the tea at the corner of his mouth and said unbelievably: "I'm just thinking about what sword you naughty can choose, it's indeed beyond our imagination!"

"I also paid attention to this sword when I first entered Qingyun. Later, I thought it was too domineering and angry, but I didn't dare to choose it. None of the disciples who entered the Ten Thousand Sword Tower in Qingyun had the courage to choose it. Let me tell me why did you choose this sword?"

Lu Chen curled his lips. He chose this sword because of the sword intent bead, but naturally he would not say: "Two reasons, one: It's so scary! Two: When will you not practice immortality, where can you go to the pawn shop to exchange for money? The price is not low!"

As soon as these words were said, Fang Yu and his friends opened their mouths wide. Sima Kong squirted out another tea and shook his head helplessly: "I have accepted countless disciples, and you are the most weird thing!"

"Okay, since you have chosen, don't bury your reputation. Anyway, this sword is no different from other sword types, it's just a bit big."

"This sword was left by the fifteenth generation of ancestors and was named Luo Shen because it has the infinite power of the sea." Sima Kong explained in detail: "Of course, there is another story about this sword. When the fifteenth generation of ancestors were in mortal training, they fell in love with a girl. Later, they learned that this girl was the saint of the mermaid clan, and the relationship ended up being left alone."

"After a hundred years, the ancestor was extremely regretful and looked at the sea every day to comprehend the God of Luo, and his meaning - the God of Water!"

Lu Chen listened quietly, and suddenly he looked at the sword in his hand and frowned: "The God of Luo - the lotus in the water, the God of the Water!"

"The sword seed is just opening a door and truly using it, it is yourselves, letting the natal sword continue to grow, don't bury its reputation!" Sima Kong said. In short, the sword chosen by the four disciples did not disappoint him.

It depends on their cultivation progress now. The exclusive sword technique of each sword must be opened at the second level of concentration.

After some detailed explanation, the four young men left, but they were all looking forward to it, and they all wanted to try the power of their natal sword.

....

Whoosh!

The sword shadow wiped the sky, and the young man's figure floated down from the mountain behind the green clouds. Looking around, this was the other side of the purple bamboo forest, and the purple bamboo swayed and sounded.

"Concentrate the mind for a first level, fly with the sword, and add the Luoshen Sword to double the speed!"

The young man was Lu Chen. It had been half a year since he chose a sword. In the past six months, he had been in seclusion and practiced in seclusion, and he specifically strengthened the basics of sword skills and sword control. The mastery of his control was perfect.

"go!"

Lu Chen pointed ahead, and the Luo Shenjian turned into blue light and swept across the purple bamboo in front.

Bang bang bang bang!

The purple bamboo that had been chopped up for a month was now broken by the Luo Shen Sword.

"Back!"

With another finger, the Luo Shen Sword drifted back with a trajectory. Lu Chen swept his right hand, held the hilt of the sword, moved his body and danced his sword.

"Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Sword Techniques, Dragon Shadow Sword Techniques, Smoky Rain Sword Techniques, Three Immortal Swords..."

In the purple forest, Lu Chen's figure was elegant. Although it was a mortal sword technique, its power was more than several times because it was supplemented by spiritual energy. Suddenly, the sword light was as bright as the moon, and it waved it so much that the surrounding purple bamboo brush fell.

With 365 sets of sword techniques, Lu Chen has already mastered his strength. At this point, his sword technique has a solid foundation.

No one in the entire Qingyun Sect knows about this change.

After a moment, Lu Chen held up his sword and stood up. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and admired the sword intent bead even more. If it weren't for practicing the complex sword technique every day, he wouldn't have been able to control 360 sets of sword techniques in the short term.

"The Luoshen Sword has three exclusive swords. When you start the first move, you must be on the second level of concentration." Lu Chen said to himself. He played with the Luoshen in his hand and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"But compared to Xuantian's water-condensing slash, it is much weaker than the exclusive sword of the Luo Divine Sword of the three moves!"

The four styles of water condensation slash are broken down, each of which is unfathomable. Lu Chen practiced continuously, but it took two years, so Lu Chen was sure that the water condensation slash was the sword intent!

The strongest thing about sword cultivators is the sword intent, and this is inability to obtain, which requires opportunities and insights. In comparison, the exclusive sword move does not have artistic conception and is purely a trick attack.

"Because of the cultivation of the Sword Condensation Slash, the first move of the Luoshen Sword has been activated!"

Although Sima Kong said that the natal sword needs to be activated on the second level of Concentration, Lu Chen could see the first move of the Luoshen Sword. He guessed that the reason might be due to the cultivation of Concentration Slash, or it might be because of the powerful spiritual consciousness.

The first move is exclusive - Xiao Sha!

This move was a 15th generation of ancestors. I saw the wind and rain and realized it. It had the intention of wind and rain and killing. The wind and rain were calm in front of it, and the rain came in the back, and it was raining in an instant!

Lu Chen stood with his sword in his arms. He looked at the mountain peak ten meters ahead, and his eyes gathered. At this moment, he felt a strange feeling around him, silent, as if the heaven and earth had been frozen.

At the same time, the spiritual energy in his body began to ripple, and the sword body of the Luoshen Sword flashed blue light, like water surging.

"The spiritual energy in the body began to boil, as if it was burning!"

Lu Chen said to himself that at this time, his long hair was flowing and his clothes were shining. Looking at the pupils of the small mountain in front of him, a dark blue color suddenly appeared. From a distance, the indescribable Shenwu seemed like a cheetah waiting to attack.

Xiaosha - the wind is calm in front, and the rainstorm rises in the back, and it comes in an instant!

Whoosh!

The next moment, Lu Chen turned into a blue light and came to the small mountain in an instant. With a crack, the Luo Shen Sword slashed and fell!

The small mountain peak swayed slightly, and suddenly, a sword mark appeared in the middle. After a moment, the mountain collapsed!

Lu Chen maintained his sword-waving posture, and waves of sea appeared in his heart, a distance of five hundred meters. When he arrived in an instant, he slashed it with one sword, sweeping everything like a storm.

"The spiritual energy gathered, boiled and exploded instantly!" Lu Chen recalled the insights and felt extremely excited, but the next moment, he lay down and his face was pale.

"The power of one slash is exhausted. Since I have exhausted all my spiritual energy, this Xiaosha sword move seems to be not used casually!"
Chapter completed!