"If it is really possible to improve the level of the Undefeated Sword Body within a month, no matter how much risk and pain you have to endure, I will be willing to give it a try."
Chen Xuan spoke with respect and determination. He knew very well that the risk of promotion in such a short period of time was definitely extremely high.
"Summon your sword and martial spirit."
The mysterious woman didn't say how difficult it would be to improve, but she had obviously already thought about how to improve.
According to what the mysterious woman said, Chen Xuan sacrificed the Xuanyuan Emperor Sword, Panhuang Sword of Shang Yan and Immortal Sword Domain.
In the past three years, Chen Xuan has not had much time to refine the Panhuang Sword of Shangyan.
The mysterious woman said that although the current level of Panhuang Sword of Shang Yan is still a little lower than that of Emperor Xuanyuan Sword, the level of this evil sword can be infinitely improved as long as Chen Xuan continues to temper it with the fire of Taichu.
Of course, after coming to the immortal world, the Xuanyuan Emperor Sword will not become scrap metal. First of all, it is Chen Xuan's natal sword and can be improved as Chen Xuan's swordsmanship improves; secondly, because it is inlaid with blood-reverse beads, the Xuanyuan Emperor Sword will not become scrap metal.
The power of the sword can also be increased with the reverse blood beads.
Therefore, the future potential of these two swords is still immeasurable.
"Senior, what should I do next?"
Chen Xuan's words contained deep expectations.
The mysterious woman said calmly: "You have only initially cultivated the acquired tribulation-free sword body before. If you want to achieve a small accomplishment within a month, you must endure the supreme sword tribulation with your physical body and the sword fused with the original power all the time. And every time you endure the sword tribulation,
It's all a test of life and death; during this period, I will use the sword intent from the eighth level of the Eight Pagodas to continuously 'surround and kill' you. If you can't resist, it will be the result of your body and soul disappearing."
"Senior personally drives the sword to surround me and kill me?"
Chen Xuan glanced at the endless sword souls on the eighth level, and his heart sank slightly.
An Immortal Emperor with murderous intentions, even if there is only a trace of his soul left, is still extremely terrifying.
"If you successfully achieve Xiaocheng, can you obtain new magical powers of swordsmanship?"
Chen Xuan is most looking forward to this.
Just the preliminary cultivation of the Tribulation-Free Sword Body has benefited him a lot. In addition to having no bottleneck in practice, he can also deduce various sword moves. Otherwise, he would not have been able to win the previous three competitions.
"When you reach a small level of acquired calamity-free sword body, you will gain second-level kendo immunity, as well as the unique sword escape technique in the fairy world, 'Sword Gang Feather Wind Wings'."
"Sword Gang Feather Wings?"
Is it an escape technique that can be used in battle?"
Chen Xuan's eyes lit up when he heard this.
"good."
The mysterious woman's answer was very brief, and she did not explain how magical this sword escape technique was.
The more Chen Xuan listened, the more impatient he became: "So, every time my Wujie Sword Body is improved, I can gain a new magical power of swordsmanship."
"If you can reach Dacheng, every time you activate the Wujie Sword Body, you will derive the 'Body-Breaking Invisible Sword Qi'. However, the difficulty of upgrading to Dacheng is much higher than that of Xiaocheng. Are you ready now?"
The mysterious woman's tone suddenly turned cold, and a murderous intention quietly formed, heading straight towards Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan felt a chill all over his body and had an inexplicable feeling of palpitations.
This is the murderous intention from the strongest swordsman Immortal Emperor!
The next moment, countless sword spirits of various colors in the world gathered in the direction of Chen Xuan.
A terrifying siege begins!
Chen Xuan's starry eyes sunk slightly, and he held the Xuanyuan Emperor Sword and the Panhuang Sword of Shang Yan in both hands. The Immortal Sword Domain spread out a heavy sword wall to protect the whole body. He only heard a series of clanging sounds, and the sound of gold weapons clashing was like a scream, extremely
Harsh.
It was a fight to the death from the beginning. Chen Xuan had no choice but to push his original power to the extreme. He wielded the swords with both hands and slashed desperately, feeling the oppression of countless martial spirits, just like a drowning man sinking into the deep sea and being counted.
Millions of sharks surround it, suffocate it, and kill it until it dies.
If you want to achieve a body without calamity, you must go through countless calamities.
As the master of the sword catastrophe, the mysterious woman personally trained Chen Xuan in the realm of the Immortal Emperor. This was the greatest disaster in Chen Xuan's life, and also the greatest blessing in his life.
What Chen Xuan didn't know was that the mysterious woman actually only activated less than one ten thousandth of her power.
It can make him feel the fear of death again and again.
During the bloody battle, Chen Xuan finally understood why the mysterious woman was so confident and said that she could help him improve the level of the Undefeated Sword Body within a month.
This kind of death-match training is a hundred times more dangerous than the outing training of the Light Sword Sect or other large disciples, and the effect is also hundreds of times better.
I would like to ask among the young geniuses in the immortal world, how many of them can be personally tested by the Immortal Emperor?
In the sword shadow and bloody light, Chen Xuan quickly forgot the time. All he could see was the endless sword light and the lonely figure of the mysterious woman in the distance.
When a month was about to end, the boundless world on the eighth floor of the Eight-Bud Pagoda suddenly stopped. Chen Xuan was half-kneeling on the ground. The land with a radius of thousands of miles was filled with bloody broken swords, and a river of blood slowly flowed past Chen Xuan's hand.
, that is Chen Xuan’s own blood.
If there were other people present, they would definitely be frightened by Chen Xuan's eyes. At this moment, Chen Xuan's eyes were filled with a deep, washed-out gloom. There was no trace of murderous aura in his body, but he looked like a murderous god.
