Lu Changhe's legs were trembling slightly, thinking that this was so scary. If the sword mountain above his head was smashed down, he would be smashed into pieces of flesh on the spot.

Lu Changhe really wanted to tell Li Mobei, Mobei, you are a good apprentice, and it is understandable that you pretend to be like a teacher, but there is no need to take a teacher like this dangerous one.

In fact, Lu Changhe misunderstood Li Mobei. He did not deliberately summon the terrifying sword mountain in the air. When he heard Lu Changhe talk about the mystery of Wuji Sword, Li Mobei fell into a wonderful state of enlightenment. He absorbed Hongmeng purple aura when he was in the Cangqiong Sect. His talent and physique had long been upgraded to an unimaginable level of ordinary monks. Therefore, his enlightenment was different from other people's enlightenment. He directly realized the second level of Wuji Sword Dao that Lu Changhe talked about.

Since he had just mastered the Wuji Sword Art, Li Mobei was unfamiliar with all aspects and was unintentionally used the Wuji Way, so he grabbed all the swords.

...

"Thanks to Master for teaching the Wuji Sword Way!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

After mastering a new swordsmanship that was even more powerful than the 108,000 swords he created, Li Mobei was so excited that he couldn't suppress himself. As soon as he got up, he fell down at Lu Changhe's knees and kowtowed three loud noises.

Seeing this, Zhao Taien scratched the back of his head in confusion and thought to himself that he would thank him like this after being guided by Master Lu?

If you think about it carefully, it seems like this. After all, Master Lu teaches the supreme swordsmanship, and no matter how much ritual he is, it is natural.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Taien didn't bother to worry about where his ultimate Nascent Soul had gone. He followed Li Mobei and knelt down at Lu Changhe on both knees, making three sounds.

"Thank you, Immortal Master Lu, for teaching Wuji Sword Taoism. I am very grateful!"

This suddenly triggered a chain effect. Zhou Xiongjie next to him fell and knelt down with his legs, shouting with his head:

"Thank you, Immortal Master Lu, for teaching Wuji Sword Taoism. I am very grateful!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Then there were Emperor Daqian, Zhang Yurong and Xie Fei and the others kneeled down to thank him.

Hundreds of thousands of monks were shocked and inspired to see this. They thought that all the people who were better than him had kneeled down to Master Lu, why should he still stand?

For a moment, the audience was in an uproar, and hundreds of thousands of monks rushed to surrender to Lu Changhe's five bodies? Kowtowed hard.

Although everyone was kowtowing with the wind? But they were willing to come from the heart. Lu Changhe's preaching today? The benefits brought to every monk are immeasurable? At this moment, Lu Changhe's status in their minds is even higher than their masters.

"Thank you, Immortal Master Lu, for teaching the Wuji Sword Way? I am so grateful!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Hundreds of thousands of kowtows merged together, which sounded even more thrilling than the sound of drums on the battlefield.

Lu Changhe felt like an earthquake? Looking around in a daze? I saw a large area of ​​kneeling down from all directions. Except for him, no one was standing there in the audience.

Lu Changhe was confused and thought to himself what was going on? Is kowtow a contagious disease?

Lu Changhe was silent for half a cup of tea? Hundreds of thousands of monks also knelt for half a cup of tea.

In the end, Lu Changhe couldn't stand the puppet sword mountain floating above his head, and said under great pressure: "Everyone should get up, no need to be polite."

"Mobei, give them all the sword."

Li Mobei nodded respectfully? He looked up at Jianshan in the air and shouted: "Wuji Sword Dao? Master's sword is your sword, sword is back!"

After the words fell, the sword mountain in the air collapsed and disintegrated, and the dense spiritual swords were like meteors. Four scattered splatters flew back to their original owners.

The monks looked at the sword that was lost and regained in their hands? They felt very complicated and moved. Today they broke up and reunited with the sword, which was a mess.

The Cangshui Sword and the purple sword flew back to Zhao Taien's hand. Zhao Taien immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then covered the purple sword tightly like a treasure, and looked back at Li Mobei with great vigilance, for fear that he would be thinking about his ultimate Nascent Soul again.

Zhao Taien saw the scene where Li Mobei slashed out 600,000 sword immortals with one sword. He was shocked in his heart. He knew very well that although he was in the same realm as Li Mobei, he was definitely not his enemy of one sword.

Later, Zhao Taien received guidance from Lu Changhe and broke through two major realms to achieve the ultimate Nascent Soul. Although Zhao Taien did not deliberately compare himself with Li Mobei, he vaguely felt that he could compete with Li Mobei, right?

As a result, Zhao Taien did not expect that he had achieved the ultimate Nascent Soul, but Li Mobei was even more evil than him. He directly realized the second level of Wuji Sword Dao, and just opened his mouth and said casually, and took away his ultimate Nascent Soul.

Zhao Taien felt that this Wuji sword art was too powerful and too sloppy. He was simply his nemesis. Before he achieved the ultimate Nascent Soul, he was not Li Mobei's enemy of one sword. After achieving the ultimate Nascent Soul, he was not even Li Mobei's enemy of one word.

Just imagine, when I stood on the ring and fought against Li Mobei, Li Mobei took away his ultimate Nascent Soul with one sentence, and then crushed the Ultimate Nascent Soul with a "click" sound. The sword is in the sword and the person is in the sword and the person is in the sword, and he will be killed by him.

Is there any other fight in this fight? It’s impossible to fight at all!

In this way, hatching the ultimate Nascent Soul is not necessarily a good thing. Zhao Taien is more willing to hatch only ordinary Nascent Soul, so at least his lifeblood will not be held in the hands of others.

...

After Zhao Taien covered the purple sword tightly, he suddenly thought of something and looked up at Lu Changhe and asked seriously: "Master Lu, can you ask, which level of Wuji Sword are you at now? Is it the third level?"

Zhao Taien was so curious. He felt that Li Mobei had just reached the second level of Wuji Sword and was so strong. As a master, Lu Changhe must be more than a thousand times stronger!

Lu Changhe was suddenly asked by Zhao Taien, thinking that I was just making up the Wuji Sword Dao, and you ask me which level I am at? I don’t know which level I am at!

Lu Changhe didn't say anything, but the hundreds of thousands of monks below answered him in a hurry:

"I still have to ask this kind of question. Master Lu must be in the third level of Wuji Sword Art. Everything is a sword!"

"Yes, Master Lu is so strong, you don't have to think about it. He is definitely in the third level!"

"Master Lu is afraid that it's all swords when he breathes."

Listening to everyone's noisy words, Lu Changhe on the stage suddenly shook his head and said slowly:

"I'm in the Wuji Sword..."

"Nine-level."

As soon as these words came out, the square, which was originally noisy, was silent and silent in an instant.

Everyone stared at Lu Changhe with their eyes wide open, their mouths wide enough to stuff a goose egg.
Chapter completed!