"You know what you are." Shen Lang said proudly, and continued to raise his long sword, closed his eyes and practiced his sword moves.

Hua Ziling is no longer surprised by Shen Lang's ability, and she is convinced.

She simply didn't rush to leave and looked around, wanting to see what kind of sword move Shen Lang would strike in the next moment.

Hua Ziling was watching him practice swordsmanship, and Shen Lang didn't mind either.

"Splitting the Star and the Moon? It seems that this is not the case." Shen Lang said in his heart that the three styles of splitting the Star and the Moon in the Thirteen Death Swords were completely different.

Shen Lang put down the Qingli sword in his hand, opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and lifted the Qingli sword again.

It was another awesome feeling, but this time it was not known that it was the sword in Shen Lang's hand, and Shen Lang exuded a sense of awe.

"No, it's not the case." Shen Lang put down the Qingli Sword again.

He repeatedly knocked the Qingli Sword down one by one, repeated dozens of times and many times. After half an hour, Shen Lang still did not use a single sword move.

He knew that even if he hit a move, it would definitely be a failure. Shen Lang failed without thinking about drawing a sword.

He had a feeling that if he could successfully use the Thirteen Death Swords moves for the first time, he would be able to further his understanding of the sword intent in the future.

Shen Lang didn't want to fail the first move, so he raised the sword repeatedly, put down the sword, and thought about the mystery in his mind.

If an ordinary martial artist saw this scene, he would probably think that Shen Lang was a lunatic.

But Hua Ziling was fascinated by seeing it.

Every time Shen Lang raised his sword, Hua Ziling could feel awe-inspiring momentum, which was hard to describe. It was similar to the power of a sword. Is this the legendary sword intent?

Hua Ziling's beautiful eyes flashed. She felt that if she had the momentum of Shen Lang in her sword moves like the one raising a sword at this moment, then her sword move would definitely be more powerful.

After lifting the sword up and falling down countless times, Shen Lang naturally fell into a wonderful feeling, and he was completely selfless.

Shen Lang forgot everything, and only had the sword in his hand in his heart.

I don't know when.

Suddenly, Shen Lang opened his eyes and a ray of light appeared.

"Splitting the stars and robbing the moon!"

Shen Lang shouted softly, circulated all the internal strength of his body, and the Qingli sword in his hand rushed forward.

One thorn! One lift!

The Qingli sword in his hand made a light whisper, and a blue sword light hit, suddenly bursting like lightning!

"boom!"

A huge rock on the opposite side was broken by the sword light, and countless debris splashed.

Shen Lang's eyes lit up. Looking at the sword light he hit, Shen Lang was a little surprised. He didn't expect it to be so powerful!

However, Shen Lang was already very satisfied with the ability to use one of the three death-taking swords correctly.

The Star-Sharp and Moon Sharp is the seventh style of the Deadly Thirteen Swords. Unlike the simplified version of the Moon Sharp, this style in the original version can chop out the sword light, can attack from a distance or slash close to the body. Although the moves have not changed, you need to understand its power when using it.

After successfully exercising the move, Shen Lang seemed to have some understanding.

With this feeling, Shen Lang felt that the Thirteen Deadly Swords were not that difficult to learn.

Seeing that Shen Lang seemed to be able to strike out such a powerful sword light at will, Hua Ziling was a little stunned, and at the same time, she felt a little unbalanced. This man was getting more and more powerful.

After watching for a while, Hua Ziling was hit hard and did not disturb Shen Lang's sword practice anymore, so she left directly.

Shen Lang continued to practice swordsmanship.

Although the process is a bit boring, it is also fun to see your strength improve.

In the past few days, Shen Lang has been practicing swordsmanship, and at least some results are achieved. Although there are not many results, he can barely use the five-style sword moves of the Thirteen Death Swords.

It is worth mentioning that Ibuki Xue happened to have successfully broken through the mid-stage of the Assassination in the past few days. Shen Lang was also happy for her and took time to send blessings.

Ibuki Yuki is very happy. As long as she improves her cultivation, her father will not interfere too much in her emotional affairs.

The two tribes of Mount Sumeru are about to begin martial arts.

Countless young families with confidence in the Yi family and the Zhao family signed up one after another, and Chen Canghai had already helped Shen Lang sign up. He had promised his father that he wanted to win the first place in the martial arts of the two clans.

The martial arts meeting between the two clans was jointly organized by the Yi family of Mount Sumeru and the Zhao family, and was held at a martial arts training ground on the top of Mount Sumeru.

The martial arts competition between the two tribes is a compulsory competition. Those under the age of 50 are considered younger generations and must participate.

Although they are all competitions between young and younger generations, it is precisely because they are younger generations that it is easier to explain the future development momentum of the two big families.

On that day, Mount Sumeru was crowded with gates, and many families coming and going entered Mount Sumeru.

Sumeru Island is a thousand miles apart, but there are not only two families, Yi family and Zhao family.

There are at least thirty-four families of all sizes, all of which depend on the Yi family of Mount Sumi and the Zhao family, and they have to hand over tribute to these two families every year.

The two tribes of Mount Sumeru also invited these families to watch, which can even be called a triennial martial arts competition on the entire Sumeru Island.

Some small families don’t even have martial arts practitioners in the realm of transformation, and some just come to watch by the head of the family.

This also indirectly shows how profound the Yi family and Zhao family are. The younger generation of the two families, the martial arts practitioners in the world of the world, account for about half of the entire Sumeru Island. I have to sigh that Mount Sumeru is full of talents.

On the top of Mount Sumeru, there is an open-air martial arts training ground. Although it has been abandoned, the buildings in various places are still intact, with a radius of tens of thousands of square meters, which is huge and grand enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

The military generals of the two clans started at nine o'clock in the morning, and a large number of family martial artists from Sumeru Island came to watch, which was very lively.

The excited young juniors took the lead in the martial arts performance venue on the top of Mount Sumeru before dawn.

It is only five o'clock in the morning, and hundreds of young disciples from the Yi family and Zhao family have arrived in the martial arts venue.

Ibukixue and Yun Luoxue also arrived at the martial arts venue early.

As soon as the two beauties appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of a large number of young disciples. Ibuki Yuki was wearing a light yellow dress and simple and light makeup, giving people a dignified and gentle feeling.

"Have you met Miss!"

The children of the Yi family bowed to Yi Buxue.

Yi Buxue smiled and said, "No need to be polite. Today I will be martial and look forward to everyone's performance. Don't let the seniors of the Yi family down."

"Yes, Miss."

The children of the Yi family responded one after another.

Many male disciples showed intoxicated expressions. Ibuki Yuki was as beautiful as a fairy, and so approachable, he was simply a dreamy goddess.

The young male disciples from the Zhao family were also secretly looking at Ibuki Xue and Yun Luoxue.

Zhao Gang was so proud that he walked over, clasped his fists slightly at Yi Chuxue, and a strange look flashed in his eyes: "I haven't seen you for a month, Miss Yi is becoming more and more beautiful."

Looking at Zhao Gang's elegant smile, Yi Chuxue felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't help but say, "Young Master Zhao was joking."

"Ms. Yi successfully broke through the mid-stage of the Interrogation Realm, which is really gratifying. Zhao did not send his blessings in time. I am sorry here." Zhao Gang said with a smile.

Because he was defeated by Shen Lang last time, Zhao Jin prohibited him from going out, and Zhao Gang had no chance to come to see Ibukixue.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for your concern." Yi Buxue said lightly.

Looking at Ibukixue's cold look, the more Zhao Gang was, the more he was, the more he was such an iceberg beauty could inspire men's desire to conquer.

It was not easy for Zhao to cheer up from the previous blow. He heard that Shen Lang was thrown by Yi Chuxue and beaten into a vegetable. Zhao Jin was secretly happy that that boy was really retribution.
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