Fifteen years later, outside the Chuanyun Cave of the East Island Divine Sword Sect, a gentle and elegant boy in white clothes with long hair and long hair stood straight up. He saw a silver sword in his hand, floating like an immortal. Every time he made a sword, he would break a small tree. If a mortal came here, he would probably think he had met an immortal. But he didn't know that he was the lowest among the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect. After a while, the boy pulled his sword back to the sheath. He looked disappointed, shook his head secretly, and smiled bitterly: "It's been ten years since the master's teaching that I have only practiced the second level of the Immortal Breaking Art. Am I really not a material for cultivation?"

"Junior Brother Li, why are you stupid?" Just as the boy was blaming himself, a sweet voice suddenly came from behind. The boy was stunned and turned around immediately. On a white giant sword in the air, a girl in white stood pretty. The breeze rose, her hair was whirling, and her white clothes were fluttering, like a holy fairy, making life without any blasphemy.

"Senior Sister Xiaoyu, why are you here? I'm going to find you!" Seeing that it was Xiaoyu, the boy took a deep breath and adjusted his heavy mood.

I saw Xiaoyu fly down from the giant sword like a fairy, and shout "receive" lightly. The giant sword quickly becomes smaller and automatically flew back into the scabbard. Then he turned around and gave Li Tianluo a thunderbolt, which is a shortcut to the holy appearance just now.

"You little brat, you have the nerve to say, I've been waiting for you for several days, and you haven't gone to Luoyun Cave to find me, causing me to be entangled by those senior brothers every day, and even said to play with others. It turns out that I'm hiding here to practice swords. Humph, I'll ignore you."

Li Tianluo was helpless and rubbed his head, looking at the beautiful girl with unjust accusations. Somehow, a strange idea came to his mind, and he wanted to ask for advice from this senior sister Xiaoyu. Although he knew that his Taoism was not as good as this proud daughter who had entered the second level of the Immortal Art of Lost in the age of ten, she really wanted to try the difference between herself and Xiaoyu.

Thinking of this, Li Tianluo smiled foolishly and said, "Senior Sister Xiaoyu, I have been practicing swords these days, but I am stupid in my qualifications and have not been able to make a breakthrough. Today I hope my senior sister can teach me a few moves."

"Uh? OK..."

When Xiaoyu heard that Li Tianluo wanted to compete with her, she was stunned, but she still agreed. In fact, since her Immortal Art broke through to the fifth level, she had not tried how powerful her sword was!

Under an ancient tree, two figures in white clothes stood opposite each other, and the long swords in their hands were shining, which were Xiaoyu and Li Tianluo.

"Junior brother, be careful"!

Xiaoyu smiled slightly, and the long sword in her hand flew into the air with a 'crank' sound. After reminding Li Tianluo, the long sword roared and hovered in the sky.

Judging from the aura of this girl, she is almost at the fifth level. On the other hand, she has been wandering in the second level of the Breaking Immortal Art for so many years. Moreover, Xiaoyu's Immortal Art is the five major skills and secret techniques of the Divine Sword Sect, both of which are light and elegant. If the level is the same, there are still some other things to say. Unfortunately, Li Tianluo's two-level heavens are not at the same level as Xiaoyu's fifth level.

Xiaoyu's white clothes fluttered, and the sword in her hand was imposing. One move fell to the sky, like a fairy coming to the mortal world, and dozens of sword lights attacked Li Tianluo.

Li Tianluo paused in his heart, and immediately held the sword in his back hand. Circles of silver sword energy emitted from the long sword, turning into a light shield of about 100 feet, with a crossbar in front of him.

Only two sounds of "chi...chi..." were heard, and the light shield in front of Li Tianluo was instantly pierced like paper under the dozen sword energy, and it hit Li Tianluo's chest hard. At the same time, with a "boom", Li Tianluo was knocked out and hit hard on the stone wall not far away.

The strength of the fifth-level heaven of Xiaoyu Luoxian Jue is not something that Li Tianluo can survive. In addition, Xiaoyu has no practical experience, so there is no limit to the attack. At this time, Li Tianluo sat halfway on the solid ground, and with a "puff" sound, he vomited blood...

Seeing Li Tianluo being injured, Xiaoyu immediately lost her beauty. She quickly withdrew her sword, flew over quickly, and helped Li Tianluo up. Tears suddenly burst into tears in her eyes and said, "Little Junior Brother, are you okay? It's all my fault that I only care about the fifth level of power, but I forgot whether you can resist it. Sorry, junior brother."

Li Tianluo's face was pale, she smiled bitterly, wiped away the tears from Xiaoyu's face, and said, "Senior Sister Xiaoyu, I'm fine. A year ago, the master gave me a set of cold jade armor. The average sword energy cannot hurt me, but the impact is too great. I will be fine after a few days of cultivation."

"Ahem! What are you two doing, why don't you practice hard?"

I saw Wang Dahai standing behind the two of them at some point with a purple face (it must be a suffocation).

He said that Wang Dahai was not in a good mood today. In addition, the sect leader Canghai just held a meeting to ask the disciples in the sect to prepare for the sword test meeting a year later. The first person can get the ancient magic sword "Lihen" used by the sect leader Zhuo Bufan at that time.

When he heard the magic sword Lihen, he felt itchy, but when he thought that his only disciple had only entered the second level of the Immortal Breaking Art in ten years. Over the years, not only did he have a gloomy face, but he was often ridiculed by the elder Yi Qingfeng of Xianju Peak. After he came back with anger, he happened to see Li Tian falling in Xiaoyu's arms, and the two of them kissed me and mine. He was in a bad mood, but he was even more angry at this time.

Seeing that Wang Dahai's face was not very good, Xiaoyu was also clever. After caring for Li Tianluo for a few words, she finally turned around and left here.

After Xiaoyu left, Li Tianluo stood up, staggered to Wang Dahai, bowed, and said, "Master...Master, why are you here?"

Wang Dahai glanced at Li Tianluo, who looked quite embarrassed, and immediately guessed what had happened just now. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, saying, "A year later, my delegation will hold a 'sword test meeting' for all the disciples. He is not expecting anything from you, but he doesn't want to see you having a private meeting with that girl all day without regard for cultivation. Also, that girl is talented and regarded as the pearl in her hand by Old Man Qi. Your qualifications are mediocre. Do you think Old Man Qi will marry that girl to you?"

Seeing this disciple bowing his head and silent, Wang Dahai sighed, "Well, I will give you a year. In the sword test meeting a year later, if you enter the top ten, you will go to Old Man Qi with a thick face to propose marriage to you. If you can't enter the top ten, hum, don't say you are my disciple in the future."

"Well, I understand, Master...! I will definitely practice twice as much and will not embarrass you."

Li Tianluo looked up, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes. After ten years of hard practice, he had only reached the second level of the Breaking Immortal Skill. Now he has long become a laughing stock among his fellow disciples. Although he agreed so, can he do it?
Chapter completed!