Xiao Shun has seen the strength of the Wuji Sword Sect cultivators in the sect competition.

If he did not possess a semi-saint body, he would inevitably have a very difficult battle against the cultivator of this sect!

"Boy, as you wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Jianan's eyes sterned, and he immediately raised his hand and thorned from the long sword forward.

As soon as he made some moves, the Eight-foot Gouyu Sword immediately responded, and took the initiative to guide the master's hand and rushed over to see the move.

The two of them fought very quickly. In a short while, they had already produced seven or eight swords, but they were unable to break through each other's defenses.

Chen Congwen, who was watching the battle outside, felt a little upset at this moment.

Not long ago, he was stabbed by Xiao Shun with a sword, and his injuries have not fully recovered. If Chen Jianan is injured like himself and Xiao Shun's sword, the situation will be very bad.

Do I want to go over and help?

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Congwen shook his head on his own.

He and Chen Jianan have known each other for many years and know what kind of temper they have. If they go to help now, they might have come to their plan.

Besides, if you want Brother Jian'an to go up and consume it, it will be more conducive to him taking action to snatch the eight-foot Gouyu Sword from Xiao Shun's hand.

Just now, he had finally heard from Chen Jianan that he was determined to win the sword. At this moment, he finally found a treasure. Chen Congwen didn't want to fall into the hands of others in vain!

After considering this critical point, he finally restrained his desire to join the battle situation and chose to stand still and wait for an opportunity to move.

On the other end, Xiao Shun leaned against the eight-foot Gouyu Sword in his hand and fought with Chen Jianan. One of them had an extremely fast sword technique, while the other was strange and unpredictable. It should be difficult to decide a winner in a short period of time.

After splitting Xiao Shun's sword move with one sword, Chen Jianan couldn't help laughing happily: "Haha, it's so satisfying. I haven't been so comfortable in a long time!"

Because of the restraint of major sects over the years, the elder-level powerhouse like him has no place to use his skills. Even if he wants to find someone to practice his skills, it is extremely difficult.

He didn't know how long it took to experience such a refreshing battle like today. After a battle today, he was very excited!

He glanced at Chen Jianan who was laughing, and Xiao Shun's eyes were filled with an ancient well.

At this time, the Eight-foot Gouyu Sword was also very excited because he met his opponent, and almost completely replaced the master and participated in the battle.

Xiao Shun, the master, was also happy. Although he has some insights into swordsmanship, the gap is still very big compared to elders of the Sword Sect like Chen Jianan.

If he had not relied on the sword spirit in the Eight-foot Gouyu Sword, he would not have the ability to compete with his opponents in terms of swordsmanship.

As the battle continued, Chen Jianan's doubts became increasingly greater.

He looked at Xiao Shun calmly, his eyes full of surprise.

After a long battle, why did this kid's spiritual energy seem to have not decayed at all? The energy contained in each move is almost the same as it was at the beginning?

This problem stumped Chen Jianan. After all, even a seventh level cultivator like him has consumed a lot of spiritual energy until now, thus weakening his moves.

However, Xiao Shun, the opponent, did not perform like this at all. Instead, the more courageous the battle, the more powerful he is, the entire time is not affected by time!

Chen Congwen, who was not far from him, also discovered this.

As old sect cultivators, they have extremely rich combat experience and understand how much spiritual energy they need to consume to maintain the operation of the semi-saint body.

But what surprised them was that Xiao Shun was not as strong as they expected at this time, and instead he was as fierce as before!

Suddenly, Chen Jianan realized something and looked up at Xiao Shun not far away.

"Boy, you have at least ten minutes to maintain the holy body. This is the limit of the sixth level of the cultivator of Wangtian. I advise you not to show off. It is better to die happily, so that you can avoid the pain of rupture of the dantian!"

Obviously, he thought that the reason why Xiao Shun showed this now was that he was gritting his teeth and holding on.

Xiao Shun just laughed at this: "Haha, if a cultivator doesn't force himself, he will never know where his limit is!"

The reason why he can maintain the operation of the holy body for so long is nothing more than relying on the spirit stone obtained from the stone chamber.

This spirit stone contains a lot of spiritual energy. Not to mention maintaining the operation of the holy body for a while, it will not be a problem even if it is a day and a night.

Xiao Shun did not intend to tell Chen Jianan and Shen Congwen in front of this matter. After all, this is his trump card to save his life in the future and it is impossible to show it to others.

"Hmph, I want to see when you can still speak hard!"

After saying that, the sword in Chen Jianan's hand suddenly lit up, and his whole body became golden and bright.

Seeing this, Chen Congwen was suddenly shocked: "Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

This Wanjian Guizong is the upright treasure book of the Wuji Sword Sect. Once it is used, its power can be said to be unparalleled in the world and is a mysterious skill that no cultivator dares to underestimate.

Normally when he was extremely surprised, a large number of sword shadows suddenly appeared above the battlefield. The transformed swords were all hung upside down on Xiao Shun's head with a faint golden light. The scene looked very terrifying.

"This is the first time I have used this move against the junior. You can die under this move and rest in peace!"

Chen Jianan looked at Xiao Shun with a smile, and then shook the tip of the sword slightly.

The next moment, the ten thousand golden sword shadows that were originally hanging upside down in the air seemed to have received some instructions, and they all rushed towards Xiao Shun who was being released.

If an ordinary person faces this move, it would be good not to react.

But Xiao Shun had a very strong ability to withstand it. Even though the scene was horrifying at this time, he was not nervous at all. He had a calm expression as always on his face, and slowly showed the eight-foot Gouyu Sword in his hand.

"Buzz!"

A cyclone suddenly shot out from the sword blade with a faint light, and then swept away like a tornado, towards the countless swords falling from above.

In an instant, countless golden lights exploded in the void.

"Um!?"

Chen Jianan was stunned. In less than a second, the lightsword he transformed out had been blown away by the airflow by one third.

Such a scene is simply unprecedented!

In a state of horror, his lightsaber was dispersed by one third. In just a few seconds, two-thirds of the sword rain had been swept away. With this momentum, the situation was very bad for him!

At this moment, the sword intent of the Eight-foot Gouyu Sword had been completely consumed and could not continue to destroy the remaining sword rain, which made Chen Jianan breathe a sigh of relief.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden change.

But Xiao Shun was shining with golden light all over his body, holding the supreme divine weapon in his hand, and took the initiative to rush into the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect Formation!
Chapter completed!