Cultivation Starts From Simplifying the Exercises

"Who is this person?" Some people asked in amazement, this was the first time since the competition that Wang Guiwu was beaten into the air like this.

"Isn't Miao Daoxin the chief true master of the Yuanchen Sword Sect?"

"With this kind of strength, you haven't reached the head of the True Tradition, are you a newly promoted True Tradition disciple?" Some people immediately thought of the recent four sects, who had just experienced a trip to the secret realm, and some inner sect disciples were promoted to True Tradition disciples.

But since he is a newly promoted true disciple, isn't this strength a bit exaggerated? Even if Wang Guiwu was careless, no matter how careless he was, it was unlikely that he would be swept away by a sword like this.

"It is the tenth true biography of the Yuanchen Sword Sect. Two months ago, it was the last true biography of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, but after challenging Zeng Zaiwen, it became the tenth new true biography of the Yuanchen Sword Sect!"

Soon, Chen Fei's information was finally found, and Chen Fei's identity was also known by various sects around him.

The other sects will specially collect the true disciple information of each sect, after all, they are the seeds that may break through and become the Aperture Realm in the future. Especially the top ten true biography, the probability is even greater, and it is within the collection range.

In the Shenshui Pavilion, Xiao Liling looked at Chen Fei on the martial arts arena, and always felt that this person looked familiar, she should have seen it before, but she didn't remember where she saw it.

Feng Xiupu was already standing by the side of the martial arts arena, looking at Chen Fei. Next to Feng Xiupu was Wu Guangyin. After Wu Guangyin stabilized Miao Daoxin's injury, he saw Chen Fei sweep Wang Guiwu away with his sword.

This scene stunned Wu Guangyin, who was unprepared.

Wu Guangyin was already very surprised when he knew that Chen Fei had defeated Zeng Zaiwen and became the tenth in the true biography of the sect. After all, Chen Fei's time to practice the Chongyuan Sword was too short.

Now that two months have passed, Chen Fei's strength has gone one step further, directly surpassing Miao Daoxin, and now he even knocked Wang Guiwu away with a single blow.

The meaning represented by this made Wu Guangyin, who had recalled it, could not help but feel slightly excited.

Qu Qingsheng, head of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, looked at Chen Fei below, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face. Inside the door, Qu Qingsheng had already noticed Chen Fei, but he didn't expect Chen Fei to surprise him even more now.

On the martial arts arena, Wang Guiwu shook his head, stood up slowly, and looked at Chen Fei with cold eyes.

Chen Fei didn't stop him either, and just watched like this, allowing Wang Guiwu to stand up with a calm expression.

"I didn't expect that a number one person like you was hidden in the Yuanchen Sword Sect, but I underestimated you! Now you are qualified to let me remember you, please report your name!" Wang Guiwu said with a slightly raised head.

"The defeated general is not qualified to know my name!" Chen Fei shook his head slightly, rejecting Wang Guiwu's request straight away.

"you wanna die!"

Wang Guiwu's eyes widened. He didn't expect that Chen Fei would dare to say such a thing. Amidst the roar, Wang Guiwu came to Chen Fei within a few steps, raised the long sword in his hand, and slashed at Chen Fei's head.

The Tianyue sword is mighty and mighty, as if it is falling from the sky. People with weaker ambitions will feel timid just in the face of this momentum, and they cannot use their strength as they wish.

But Chen Fei faced Wang Guiwu's overwhelming momentum, except for the hair in front of his forehead floating back, his whole expression seemed quite indifferent.

"This strength, let me die, I'm afraid it's not enough!"

Chen Fei said these words slowly, and then rolled up the Qianyuan sword in his hand, and in an instant, the bright Qianyuan sword had become pitch black.

Chongyuan Sword!

The people around the martial arts field all looked at Chen Fei seriously. It happened too fast just now, and they subconsciously felt that Chen Fei would be swept away by Wang Guiwu's sword and appeared in the martial arts arena, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

At this moment, they should take a good look at why Chen Fei can knock Wang Guiwu into the air.

Was Wang Guiwu too careless, or Chen Fei really had enough strength to be there.

But at this moment, the swordsmanship that Chen Fei displayed did not seem to be much different from what Miao Daoxin showed just now, it was just a subtle expression of the Chongyuan Sword.

"clang!"

Everyone still had some doubts in their hearts, they heard a violent collision sound, and then saw Wang Guiwu, who was actively attacking, was actually brought by a force, and the whole person involuntarily raised backwards.

"Your strength doesn't seem to be very good either!"

Chen Fei took a step forward, turned against the guest, raised the Qianyuan sword, and slashed at Wang Guiwu.

Chen Fei's words were like a sharp knife, piercing Wang Guiwu's heart fiercely. What he said just now to ridicule others, Chen Fei returned a lot of points, how could the proud Wang Guiwu bear it.

But it was him who was at a disadvantage at the moment, and Wang Guiwu couldn't even find a reason to refute.

"ah!"

Wang Guiwu let out a roar, Dou Xuanjin was running crazily, a little bit of blood was seeped from the pores by Wang Guiwu, and Wang Guiwu became a blood man in the blink of an eye.

His appearance looked stern, but Wang Guiwu's aura rose straight up.

Dou Xuanjin, the heavier the injury, the stronger the combat power. At this moment, Wang Guiwu is hurting himself to gain more power. He wants to tear the mouth of the Yuanchen Sword Sect disciple in front of him!

"boom!"

The martial arts arena trembled slightly, and the two blades were only in a slight stalemate. The Qianyuan sword directly broke Wang Guiwu's blade, and the sword swept across Wang Guiwu's chest.

"puff!"

Wang Guiwu spat out a mouthful of blood, and he couldn't control his body any longer. He was shot and flew out, and hit the ground of the martial arts arena so hard that a deep hole was smashed out of the ground.

"That's not enough?"

Chen Fei pointed at Qianyuan sword obliquely, and walked towards Wang Guiwu step by step, with the same calm expression on his face.

The Dragon Suppressing Elephant, especially the Perfect-level Dragon Suppressing Elephant, endowed Chen Fei with a majestic power far beyond the ordinary viscera training level. Even if Wang Guiwu possessed Tianyue Sword and Dou Xuan Jin, which became stronger as he fought, he still couldn't stop Chen Fei's tremendous strength.

In the position of Xianyun Sword Sect, some disciples were a little restless. Wang Guiwu was beaten flying by Chen Fei in successive head-to-head fights. This is no longer something that can be described as underestimating the enemy. Obviously, Wang Guiwu is not as good as Chen Fei in a head-to-head encounter.

The disciples of Yuanchen Sword Sect looked at Chen Fei's performance and were fascinated. Wang Guiwu, who had suppressed so many true biography just now, was beaten by Chen Fei again and again.

With the true biography of the other three sects, it may be possible to win Wang Guiwu, but such a thing is absolutely impossible. Because only crushing can beat people like this.

Wu Guangyin on the sidelines couldn't help being excited, and patted Feng Xiupu on the shoulder, his face couldn't hide his excitement.

Feng Xiupu didn't speak, but he couldn't control the smile on his face. Anyone who has such a disciple will do so.

What's more, now that the chief of the sect's true biography has been defeated, seeing such a scene, the feeling in my heart is beyond words.

The willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and this is the situation.

"I haven't lost yet!"

Hearing Chen Fei's words, Wang Guiwu turned over and stood up, looking at Chen Fei with red eyes. In terms of strength, even if Wang Guiwu didn't want to say it, he had to admit that he was indeed inferior to Chen Fei.

Obviously, he cultivated the Tianyue Sword, the top inheritance of the Xianyun Sword Sect, and he had already comprehended it deeply. Logically speaking, it should far surpass the Chongyuan Sword of the Yuanchen Sword Sect.

However, in the confrontation just now, the one who fell into the disadvantage was himself.

"Then let me see how you can win!" Chen Fei looked up at Wang Guiwu, stretched out his left hand, and hooked his fingers at Wang Guiwu.

Just like what Wang Guiwu did to Miao Daoxin just now, Chen Fei returned to Wang Guiwu intact.

"Damn you!"

Wang Guiwu's teeth were almost on the verge of being crushed. No one had ever dared to treat him like this, even the other true descendants of the Xianyun Sword Sect. But today, a disciple of the Yuanchen Sword Sect said that, how could Wang Guiwu bear it!

"Boom!"

Wang Guiwu punched his chest, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. This was not enough, Wang Guiwu's eyes were ruthless, and he punched several times in succession, hitting his chest continuously, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out again.

"Sacrifice!"

Wang Guiwu roared, the blood on the ground was pulled by a force, floated up, and then burned, turned into a smear of blood and rushed into Wang Guiwu's body.

Not only that, Wang Guiwu's figure became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he became a little shorter. But Wang Guiwu's momentum not only did not decrease, but increased linearly.

A vague blood flame ignited on Wang Guiwu's body, with a crazy smile on Wang Guiwu's face, he looked up at Chen Fei, his eyes were full of cruelty.

Some disciples outside the court accidentally met Wang Guiwu's eyes, and their hearts shrank involuntarily. This doesn't look like the eyes that humans should have, as if they are facing a wild beast.

"Junior Brother Wang is desperate!"

Wen Huichao looked at Wang Guiwu's performance in the position of Xianyun Sword School, and his eyes narrowed slightly involuntarily. This is the expression of Dou Xuanjin stimulated to the extreme, hurting oneself first, and then hurting others.

It can be regarded as a way to counterattack in a desperate situation, to break the boat and gain extreme combat power. However, such a move has serious sequelae. Even if Wang Guiwu can win in the end, he will have to rest for more than half a year before he can recover.

But obviously, the current Wang Guiwu doesn't care about this anymore, he wants to tear Chen Fei to pieces.

"How can I bear it with Junior Brother Wang's character, to be returned to someone who has spoken face to face like this."

"Don't say it's him, none of us can stand being treated like this."

"This disciple of the Yuanchen Sword Sect is really strong. It should be regarded as the true inheritance of the most powerful Yuanchen Sword Sect that I have seen in recent years."

"Junior Brother Nie, are you sure?" Someone turned to look at Nie Haichun.

Nie Haichun, ranked sixth in the true biography of Xianyun Sword Sect, is much stronger than Wang Guiwu. Of course, it's just strength. If it's more than talent, Wang Guiwu is actually better.

"Let's talk about it after he passes Junior Brother Wang's level."

Nie Haichun looked at Chen Fei off the court and said coldly. Nie Haichun didn't like Chen Fei. It's ridiculous that a mere disciple of Yuanchen Sword Sect dared to be so arrogant because of his strength.