Sword ancestor is above

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Seven days later.

After seven days and seven nights, that is, 14 years of retreat in the Zhenjian Tower, Lu Xuan finally cultivated the Yanleiquan to the door-opening state, and the Seven-killing sword to the secluded state, and he also broke through unconsciously. Second rank fighter.

Although he hadn't practiced his hand yet, he could vaguely feel that if he faced the Demon Lord Suye at this moment, at least he would be able to hold a stick of incense under his hands.

This was already not easy, the last time he relied on Qi Wang's cover, he only lasted for a while, and it was still under the condition that Suye was forced to fail to make a move.

"This kind of retreat really improves quickly, but the damage to the soul is too great. Seven days and seven nights are the current limit."

Lu Xuan stuffed seven Bu Yuan Pills into his mouth.

Unlike the previous situation where the exhaustion disappeared after taking the pill, this time he was still a little tired. After all, it was the spiritual fatigue accumulated for 14 consecutive years.

"Master Sword Master, you have to get some hot soup to eat, and then have a good sleep, so as to completely eliminate the fatigue of the soul."

Tianshuang reminded Lu Xuandao at this moment.

"it is good."

Lu Xuan nodded.

"I remember that there is still a lot of meat left from the fire pig king, and I roasted it all at once today."

While saying this, he carried the Qianjun Sword and walked out of the cave.

Under normal circumstances, the corpse of a monster will not rot if it is left for a year, not to mention that it has only been seven days, and the blood may not have dried up.

As for whether it will be eaten by other monsters, he is not worried, because even if the fire pig king is dead, as long as the breath is still there, the monsters in its territory will not dare to approach.

Thinking of the taste of the fire pig king meat, Lu Xuan couldn't help swallowing.

The barbecue made with this top-quality ingredient is unforgettable once you taste it. If you eat ordinary meat in the future, it will probably be tasteless.

……

Come to the bamboo forest.

As Lu Xuan had expected, the Fire Pig King was still there.

"These two pieces of ribs are the best. The meat on one bone is enough for me to eat for several days. I will put them all in the ring later."

Lu Xuan planned in his heart.

The ring given to him by the medicine fairy Sun Baicao was about one foot high and two feet long and wide, which was equivalent to a small house, more than enough to accommodate this wild boar king.

"Where did the little thief dare to steal our things!"

Just as Lu Xuan was about to cut skin and bones, a loud roar suddenly came from behind him, and then he heard the sound of an arrow piercing through the air.

"boom!"

Almost instinctively, Lu Xuan turned around and slapped out his palm, his thick fighting spirit turned into a palm shadow four or five feet high, directly smashing the arrow that shot at his back into pieces.

It was only then that Lu Xuan could see the man's appearance clearly.

The man was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, wearing a set of exquisite leather armor, holding a hard bow in his hand, and a long knife hanging from his waist.

He looks ordinary, but there is an air of arrogance between his eyebrows, and the eyes looking at him are full of anger and contempt.

"This fire pig king was hunted by a senior of mine seven days ago, how did it become yours?"

Lu Xuan put away the hunting knife, and looked at the young man's gaze neither humble nor overbearing.

"It's so funny. Yexiu, who can't even afford leather armor, dares to say that he can hunt and kill the Fire Boar King? You're clearly looking for money!"

The young man snorted coldly, then hung the hard bow on his body, then pulled out the long knife at his waist, jumped up like the wind, and slashed at Lu Xuan with the knife.

"boom!"

Lu Xuan dodged away from the spot with a sudden wind step in time, but when the long knife in the young man's hand fell down, the shadow of the sword formed by the gathering of fighting energy left a knife mark two or three feet long on the ground, and the rows of green bamboo were covered by it. fell to the ground.

With just this knife, Lu Xuan can conclude that the young man in front of him is at least the first-rank fighter, and the knife in his hand is made of bronze. Xuan rank fighting soldiers.

Fighting soldiers are different from Xuanbing. Fighting soldiers are mostly made of bronze, which can amplify the power of battle energy. The Xuanbing used by monks and warriors are mostly made of iron, which can increase the power of internal and spiritual power.

So just from these two things, Lu Xuan can roughly figure out the details of this young man - "It must be a child of a powerful family or sect."

"I see how you hide!"

At this time, the young man raised his bow and set his arrows again, and shot six arrows in a row, each arrow was covered with a strong wind and fighting spirit, and they all seemed to be able to bend, shooting Lu Xuan from different angles. surrounded by it.

Such astonishing archery skills, fighting skills above the Xuan level.

Lu Xuan was only slightly surprised, but not too flustered.

Seeing him stand up with one palm, the majestic golden battle energy immediately turned into a palm shadow to protect him in it.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

No matter how amazing this young man's swordsmanship is, in the end he still failed to break through Lu Xuan Chiyun's fighting spirit palm shield, all fighting spirit dissipated and the arrow broke.

Regardless of his status as a sword master, his Dou Qi cultivation is already at the second rank of a Dou Master, and he also has Guishui Qi in his dantian, which continuously replenishes his Dou Qi. , and still be able to exert a power that ordinary fighters of the second rank cannot match.

What's more, during the 14 years in Zhenjian Tower, his mastery of the Scarlet Cloud Palm has improved, and now it is not just an ordinary door-opening state.

Therefore, his current strength is more than enough to deal with a young man who is a first-rank Dou Shi.

"Break it for me!"

Seeing that his proud fighting spirit archery failed to harm Lu Xuan, the young man became a little annoyed. He immediately mobilized his whole body's fighting energy into the treasured sword in his hand, and followed his figure and the long sword as if they had merged into one. It turned into a blade-like gust of wind, howling towards Lu Xuan.

"A first-rank fighter can have this level of power, isn't this at least a fifth-rank or even fourth-rank Dou Qi saber technique?"

Lu Xuan was a little surprised.

If it is in Tianhe City, this level of fighting skills can be regarded as the level of family inheritance.

Surprised to be surprised, after watching the battle between King Qi and Demon Lord Suye, Lu Xuan didn't even have a ripple in his heart when facing the young man's knife.

"combine."

Lu Xuan looked at the blade that was slashing towards him with a calm expression, and said a word, followed by his palms together very naturally.

"boom!"

The moment he folded his palms together, two giant palms with a height of more than one foot in golden fighting spirit, like the real palms, sandwiched the young man and the long knife in his hand, engulfing his whole body like a whirlwind. The vindictiveness was crushed.

Although this is also the Chiyun Palm, it is not the original move in the Chiyun Palm, but an improved move that Lu Xuan practiced with several sword slaves in the Sword Town Tower.