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Section 17 Chapter 17 Sword Technique Test

Seeing Yuan Futu listening attentively, Lin Wan'er frowned and said, "Do you understand?"

Yuan Futu shook his head slightly, "I don't really understand, but I roughly understand what the twelve sect leaders want to express. It's just that he has been practicing for so long, but he has not yet reached the state of hiding everything."

Lin Wan'er curled her lips and said, "I uttered wild words. This sword technique is at the level of the sixth level. It is unpredictable. It is said that even Elder Fang has only cultivated it to the point where everything can be hidden."

"So, no one in the Sword Sect is at a higher level than Elder Fang, right?"

"Indeed, Elder Fang is not only highly respected within the Sword Sect, but he also serves as a law enforcer. He goes to the imperial court to perform tasks on behalf of the sect. He has repeatedly fought back the hostile sects who wanted to attack our Tianxuan Sword Sect.

Within this Sword Sect, only very powerful people can serve as law enforcers."

"Rival sect?" Yuan Futu asked in confusion: "What does this mean?"

Lin Wan'er looked helpless at his ignorance and explained: "There are many unknown scattered gangs near the sect, and there are even gangs formed by many practitioners. Sometimes they come here secretly to hunt for spiritual beasts and steal our

Mine veins, those gangs are not famous and authentic, but their strength cannot be underestimated. The grudge between them and the Tianxuan Sword Sect has been hundreds of years old, and they are endlessly killing them, which is a headache."

"That's it." Yuan Futu touched his chin and continued to listen to the twelve sect leaders' explanation of sword techniques.

In fact, this sword formula has no content at all, only a few lines of words left on the cliff behind the mountain, so all the subtleties are integrated into the words, but it is very troublesome to explain this artistic conception. Around noon, ten

The second sect master still smiled and said: "These are the experiences I have gained from practicing for many years. In fact, it may be very profound for you, but it is about chance. You will not understand it after a long time. You will be tested next.

, answer what you understand."

"How to answer?" Suddenly, the inner disciples below began to make noises.

Shen Yuanlao narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Of course I don't say it with my mouth. I have a sword here. You only have one chance to wield the sword. Just integrate what you just realized into it. Those who can display the sword's intention can

I will accompany the twelve sect leaders to the cliff of the back mountain to observe the sword technique, and the sect leader will personally teach it to me for three days."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was in an uproar. The strength of the twelve sect leaders was unpredictable. Although it was not as terrifying and powerful as Elder Fang's Heaven Transformation Realm, he was still a first-rate master in the imperial court. He could teach him personally for three days.

Practicing in the future will definitely be of great benefit and can avoid many detours.

Pang De, who was standing next to Elder Shen, looked at the group of new inner disciples with disdain and recalled the scene when he stood out from the crowd. At that time, out of hundreds of inner disciples, he was the only one who showed his fearless sword intent.

As a result, I received the personal inheritance from the sect master, and my strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and I haven't encountered any bottlenecks yet.

"It's not that easy to comprehend the meaning of the sword. There will never be another person as talented as me in the world." There was a sneer on Pang De's lips.

Immediately, the test officially began. Yuan Futu stared at the sword, and its appearance suddenly felt very familiar.

The sword is the most ordinary Qingfeng sword. The sword is covered with mottled rust. It looks like it must be a long time ago.

The first inner disciple walked over, looking a little nervous. He pulled out the sword and placed it across his chest. He closed his eyes slightly and recalled the essence of what the twelve sect leaders had explained. His whole body tensed up, and then he used

He thrust the sword out with all his strength, the sword edge broke through the air, the sword body trembled and made a sharp sound.

The Twelve Sect Leaders shook their heads slightly and said: "You don't have to exert your strength to display the sword's intention. Even with a force of ten thousand kilograms, it is difficult to resist a trace of the sword's intention. It seems you still don't understand."

The disciple lowered his head in shame, as if regretting that he had lost such a great opportunity, and turned around and backed away.

Immediately afterwards, the second inner sect disciple injected Yuan Li into it. This sword thrust seemed quite powerful, but it was still refuted by the sect leader.

Yuan Futu deliberately hid in the back. Hearing the words of the Twelve Sect Leaders, he thought deeply: "The sword intention... should be the feeling that the scholar gave me at that time, fearless to level the world and kill all the gods and Buddhas for hundreds of generations. This kind of

The artistic conception is not formed by the power of the physical body, it must have some relationship with Yuanli..."

Thinking of this, he seemed to understand something, and there was a hint of excitement between his eyebrows.

In the blink of an eye, twenty or thirty inner disciples had been tested, and the swords they thrust out were mediocre and all failed the test. Shen Yuanlao looked at the sky with interest, while the twelve sect leaders also stopped refuting a little tiredly, just

He waved his hands helplessly, as if he was used to this situation.

"Miss Wan'er, do you think I can pass the test?" Yuan Futu asked with a wicked smile.

Lin Wan'er smiled and said, "If you can pass the test, the sows will be able to climb trees."

"Okay, what if I pass?" Yuan Futu knew that she was about to take the bait.

Lin Wan'er frowned and said, "What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing, I just want to gamble with you. If I pass the test later, let me stay in your house for one night. If I fail, I will give you whatever Jade God Pill you have next time.

you."

"Is this... are you serious about this?!" Lin Wan'er's expression changed, and she thought: "Why would he make such a bet? Is he sure of winning... Impossible, after so many years, only Pang De got it

Given such an opportunity, he has such a weak foundation and only relies on elixirs to enter the ranks of cultivation, and there is absolutely no way he can comprehend the "Tianxuan Sword Art"."

After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "I will bet with you."

"Then it's settled, no regrets, hahahaha." Yuan Futu slapped his thigh. Although he was not sure of victory, even if he lost, it would only be a few pills. It seemed that the pills were very useful to this wild man.

Obviously, they are not as attractive as charming beauties.

In the blink of an eye, there were only a few inner disciples in the front row. The previous disciple left in disgrace without even having the courage to stab the sword. Now Yuan Futu was left standing alone with the green-edged sword.

forward.

Jian Twelve saw Yuan Futu and said with a smile: "How are you living these days in Jian Zong? Are you used to it?"

Yuan Futu cupped his hands and said: "It's okay, it's okay, but the time for practice is still short. Thanks to Miss Wan'er's careful explanation, I understand it a little better now."

Jian Twelve nodded, "That's good. This girl, Wan'er, is very talented. You can learn a lot from her."

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