"Skylark Flower Feather Sword: level 14. (Special traits. Power has been enhanced by 14 levels. Speed has been enhanced by 14 levels. Explosive power has been enhanced by 14 levels. Additional Abilities: Light Body, Shadow Clone. Double speed.) "
"It seems like I've broken through the limit. However, because the sword technique itself isn't that powerful, even if I train it to this level, it would only have about the same level of lethality as Sect Master."
"My body has been nourished enough. It's not a big burden. I can definitely level up a few more times." Lu Sheng calmed himself down. Since he had enough Mental Energy, he might as well increase it to the limit of his body.
"Come, derive the next level of the Skylark Flower Plume Sword!"
Lu Sheng thought to himself as he pressed the derive button again.
The frame blurred and became clear, clear and blurred again. After a dozen times.
Finally, the derivation button disappeared completely. This meant that he had reached the derivation limit of this sword technique. There was no way to continue deducing the overall theory of swordsmanship.
Lu Sheng exhaled. He clearly felt as if all the muscles in his body had been soaked in boiling water. His entire body felt hot and itchy. Dozens of units of Mental Energy were madly nourishing his flesh and bones. The Earth Qi also took the opportunity to greatly reduce the burden of increasing his body's quality.
Pfft …
The sound of flesh grinding against each other continuously spread out from Lu Sheng's body.
His arms began to grow longer and thicker, and the muscles on his back became more and more robust. Even through his clothes, the outline of his muscles could be seen faintly bulging like wings.
His legs and waist swelled up rapidly as if they were filled with blood.
"Not bad …" Lu Sheng carefully sensed his current state. His Vitality had increased by at least ten times. Even his body, which had been nourished by the Earth Qi for so long, had reached its limit. One could only imagine the magnitude of the strengthening of this deduction.
When he thought back to the brand new Skylark Flower Feather Sword that he had just deduced, his expression immediately became somewhat strange.
"This is really … an unexpected derivation route …" He hadn't expected Deepblue to strengthen this Nimble Sword Style like this.
"But it doesn't matter. It's fine as long as it becomes stronger."
"Chen Ziluo! Are you there? "He Ruo's voice came faintly from outside the courtyard.
Lu Sheng came back to his senses and looked at the entrance of the courtyard.
"Come in."
Soon, He Ruoqi, who was dressed in a black and red horse costume, strode in with a horsewhip in her hand.
The tight-fitting horse clothes perfectly highlighted her curvaceous body, full and firm chest, slender and perfectly round legs, and perky little buttocks.
Along with her long hair that draped over her shoulders and her small red lips, any part of her body would make it hard for the opposite sex to look away.
"Going horseback riding?" He Ruan shook the whip in her hand at Lu Sheng.
"I'm busy."
"Do you want to do this? You only know how to practice your sword all day long. Don't you find this kind of life boring? "
"I think it's fine. You don't have to worry about it." Lu Sheng sheathed his sword.
At this time, He Ruan also noticed that Lu Sheng's body had obviously grown in size.
"I say, you seem to have grown stronger after these few days of training?"
"Is that so?"
"Yes. You look a lot stronger, but you look more secure than before, "He He said with a soft smile. "Let me tell you, I've found a few extra beautiful girls. If you go with me, you might be able to hook up with some of them."
Lu Sheng had long known that she was a standard two-way plug, a lustful person who ate both men and women.
"Not interested. Besides, if I want to find someone, I don't have to go far. "Lu Sheng walked slowly to the shade of a tree and took a sip of the salt water on the wooden table.
"You mean me?" He Ruan suddenly became interested. "You're not afraid of my parents?"
"You think I'll be afraid?" Lu Sheng smiled.
"You're quite bold." He Ruan raised her eyebrows.
"Speaking of which, my father wants to see you." She suddenly said.
"Huh?" Lu Sheng was stunned. He thought about it, but still shook his head. "Isn't your father out? Let's talk about it when he comes back. "
"You said it."
…
In a dense forest.
"Boom!"
Several East Return Sect disciples were scattered like paper dolls and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
"You … you!!?"
A tall man with a face covered in blood pointed at the two of them. He was so terrified that he could not speak.
A white-haired old man of average height with a head full of short hair slowly put away the straight saber in his hand.
"Seven Mountains Martial Union Meeting. Since you're out, don't go back. Isn't it better to stay here forever? "He looked down at the East Return Sect disciples.
"How dare you!" Suddenly, a figure shot over like an arrow from afar and slashed at the old man.
The speed and strength of his sword were the best in the entire East Return Sect.
The person was the sect master of the East Return Sect, Xu Fan.
"I heard that the East Return Sect's Ocean Raging Waves Palm is an ultimate technique. Are you looking down on me by using a sword?" The old man's expression was calm. His straight saber instantly turned into a black line and swung upward.
"Clang!"
…
Under the setting sun.
The Nine Peace Sword Sect caravan was moving slowly along the river.
Suddenly, a large net was lifted from the mud and covered the faces of the pack horses.
"Hiss!"
The horses were startled, and the caravan was thrown into disarray. The sword sect elites leaped out of the carriages.
"Who's there?!"
"Die! Hahahaha!" A gray figure charged into the crowd like a cannonball. The two sabers in his hands moved like butterflies, leaving bloody marks.
At the same time, the Blood Spear Sect, the Rinsing Blade Sect, and the other sects of the Seven Mountains Martial Union were attacked along the way.
Due to the time difference, when the Eastern Mountain Sect, the leader of the alliance, received the news, the dust had already settled.
The Eastern Mountain Sect was about to rescue them, but soon, after a white-haired old man with a sword went up the mountain, the sect master of the Eastern Mountain Sect, Yi Chuan, was severely injured on the spot. Several elders of the sect were also injured, and the entire sect suffered a heavy blow.
It was said that if Emei Sect's Abbess Duanyin had not arrived in time, the entire Eastern Mountain Sect might have been annihilated on the spot.
When the news spread, the Pugilistic World was instantly in an uproar.
Someone in the know also came forward to confirm that the other six sect masters and elite teams of the Seven Mountains Martial Union had been intercepted and killed on the way. Now that their whereabouts were unknown, they were most likely kidnapped.
Before the sects could digest this heavy news, a second piece of news spread.
The Blood Spear Sect of the Seven Mountains Martial Union had been annihilated. All thirty-seven members of the sect had died tragically. Not a single person was spared.
The martial arts world was in an uproar. The Blood Spear Sect was one of the top three sects of the Seven Mountains Martial Union, but it had been annihilated in one day! This was simply the most sensational news in the past few decades.
But soon after, the Three Cauldron Sect of the Dongchuan Prefecture was also massacred. Only a few experts who were out were left. Because they were not in the sect, they escaped with their lives.
A few days later, the Washing Knife Sect was also annihilated. Not a single person was spared.
But this time, because the Washing Knife Sect was located in a bustling city, someone really saw who the murderer was.
When the portrait of the person's figure spread, someone finally figured out the identity of the murderer. The person who annihilated the sect was the Martial Grandmaster of the evil path, the Crimson Shadow Asura Blade King, Hou Zhong, who had been missing for many years.
After the news spread, all the sects of the martial arts world felt insecure.
Rumor had it that the Crimson Shadow Asura Blade could not bear to see the evil path being suppressed to the point of suffocation, so he turned around to suppress the righteous path and brazenly attacked.
Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei joined hands with the government and issued wanted posters. But immediately after, the hunting team that issued the wanted posters was intercepted and killed on the way. None of them survived.
For a time, the evil path's Martial Grandmaster suppressed the world, and the righteous path felt insecure.
At this time, the Martial Grandmaster, the Crimson Shadow Asura Blade, had arrived at the foot of Ye Mountain openly.
At this time, he had broken through the mountain gates of five sects. His power was so strong that it was practically unparalleled.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, Wang Houzhong calmly looked at the entrance to the mountain, which was several times more heavily guarded than before.
Most of the sect leaders and elites of the Seven Mountain Martial League were intercepted on the way. As long as they broke through the mountain gates, the so-called Seven Mountain Martial League would be destroyed on its own.
"The sixth sect." He was an old-fashioned old man with white hair and a serious expression. "Very soon, it will be Emei and Wudang's turn after we get rid of the Seven Mountain Martial League … This world should be dominated by the Evil Strange Alliance."
He slowly walked toward the mountain gate. His steps were ordinary, but each step gave off a heavy and shaking feeling.
A few disciples guarding the mountain gate only took a few glances before they felt dizzy. They lowered their heads and did not dare to look again.
"Who is it!!?" The disciples could clearly see that the newcomer was not friendly. Judging from his imposing manner, it was very likely that he was an expert of the evil path.
The leading disciple ordered his junior brother to go up the mountain to report while he shouted with his hand on the hilt of his sword.
Wang Houzhong looked at the thin bodies of the disciples and shook his head slightly.
"I'm Wang Houzhong, and I've come to visit the mountain for a sword test. Please inform them of my arrival. "His attitude was quite polite. It was completely different from when he went to the other sects of the Seven Mountain Martial League.
"Visit the mountain for a sword test? Wang Houzhong?? " As soon as these two words came out, the group of Ye Mountain disciples under the memorial arch immediately trembled like a sieve.
"Beep!!"
In an instant, a disciple blew the ear-piercing whistle with all his might.
The entire Ye Mountain suddenly came to life, like a sleeping beast that was suddenly awakened by the ear-piercing whistle. All the hair on its body stood on end. The blood in its body also flowed rapidly.
Wang Houzhong watched the scene in front of him quietly. As a Martial Grandmaster of the evil path, he naturally had his own bearing.
Even when several Shaolin and Wudang Grandmasters joined forces to besiege him, he easily broke out of the formation. This mere Ye Mountain Sword Sect was only a member of the Seven Mountain Martial Alliance, so naturally, he had nothing to fear.
He stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for the entire Ye Mountain Sword Sect to prepare everything.
Soon, under the memorial arch, several elders floated up, carrying long swords on their backs and looking solemn.
The ones leading them were the two elders who stayed behind the mountain gate, Yan Qinrong and Wang Yue.
As the elders and experts of the sword sect, second only to the sect leader, the two had their own famous nicknames in the Jianghu.
However, facing this peerless expert who claimed to be constantly slaughtering the large sects of the Seven Mountain Martial Alliance, the two of them and the disciples behind them felt terrified.
Some of the more timid ones even felt weak, and their hands holding the hilt of their swords were already covered in sweat.
"Mountain Bowing, can we start the sword test now?" Wang Houzhong was slightly impatient.
Although he had given the Ye Mountain Sword Sect so much respect out of respect for a certain someone, this was already the limit of what he could give. His time was precious, and it could not be wasted standing there.
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