After comprehending the sword power in the bamboo house for half a day, Mu Bei came to the battle tower.

He went directly to the fourth level and found the puppet warrior in the early stage of the soul path.

war!

He summoned the Changhong Sword and rushed out directly, slashing the sword.

After a moment...

Bang!

With a dull sound, he was knocked away dozens of feet.

A burst of severe pain came from his body, which made him grin, but he did not retreat, and stood up and rushed forward again.

If he wants to cultivate the sword power, he must have the kind of [invincible] belief. It is not very meaningful to rely solely on enlightenment, but he still has to rely on battle.

Forge invincible beliefs in battle, and let invincible beliefs merge with spirit and spirit in battle, so that such beliefs can be released.

Bang!

Once again, he was swept away by the puppet warrior, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

He is now in the early stage of his artistic conception, and he is too different from a soul-level powerful man. He will never be able to fight in a real battle.

He also knew very well that he could not defeat this level of puppet warrior, but it was precisely because of this that he chose the soul level.

In fact, he can't beat it, but he must force himself to think that he can beat it and make his subconscious mind believe that he is invincible.

He wanted to make the subconscious mind think that the soul level was nothing in front of him, and that it was just ants and crawlers in front of him!

Use this to temper invincible beliefs!

Clam!

He drew his sword and slashed in the air!

Next, he was swept away again and again by the puppet warriors in the early stage of the soul trait, but he rushed up uninterruptedly.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed.

During these three days, he was constantly hurt and rushed forward again, believing that he was invincible.

Then, he found some feeling, and the momentum of swinging the sword was obviously different from before.

“There is progress, but it is still far behind.”

He said to himself.

After a moment of rest, he walked out of the battle tower.

"Go to Lingyun Cave."

The cultivation level of the early stage of Zhuang Yiming has been tempered very strongly, so he is preparing to go to Lingyun Cave to practice.

Improve your cultivation!

Cultivation is the most basic. No matter how strong the treasure and sword power are, it needs to be supported by cultivation!

In a blink of an eye, he was far away from the battle tower.

At this moment, a man in black robe stopped him, his eyes cold, about twenty-five.

Mu Bei looked at this man.

The next moment, the man in black robe moved directly, and a black knife appeared in his hand, slashing him with one knife.

Early stage of the soul!

Mubei only felt a mountain coming, but he was not afraid at all.

The Changhong Sword appeared in his hand and he slashed with a fierce sword.

clang!

The sword collided, and Mu Bei retreated three feet, but instantly stabilized his body, then jumped towards the other party, swinging his sword like thunder.

Instantly slashed!

The man in black robe looked cold and slashed him with one knife.

The sword collided again. This time, Mu Bei retreated for a few feet and his hands holding the sword were a little numb.

"Wang Chong, a student of the inner courtyard!"

A student from the outer college recognized a man in black robe.

Wang Chong looked at Mu Bei and said coldly: "Writing the dragon technique is good, I can give you a chance to survive, no..."

"Too much nonsense!"

Mu Bei interrupted him, rushed over with one step, lifted his sword and slashed.

Instantly slashed!

Wang Chong's face was cold: "I'm shameless!"

He slashed it up with a knife.

With a clang, the swords collided, and Mu Bei was still shocked and retreated.

However, this time, Mu Bei retreated even less.

Only three steps back.

Then, he rushed up again with his sword in his hand.

Clam!

The sword roared, but it was still slashed in an instant!

Moreover, by his side, forty-eight other mysterious swords floated out, and they rang out loudly, piercing towards Wang Chong.

Wang Chong raised his sword to greet him and shook the forty-eight mysterious swords one by one.

Mu Bei was also shocked again.

But the next moment, he held the sword and slashed it again, and forty-eight mysterious swords also made a harsh sword roar.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

In the fierce collision, Mu Bei was constantly shook back by Wang Chong, but every time he was shook back, he rushed forward directly.

After dozens of rounds, his face turned a little pale, his qi and blood were damaged, but his momentum became stronger.

On the other hand, although Wang Chong was absolutely above, he was unable to kill Mu Bei and became a little anxious.

Moreover, Wang Chong saw Mu Bei's intention.

"With me practicing swords, something that is ignorant of the sky and the earth! The next blow will make you fall to the ground!"

His face was cold, and he jumped into the air, raised the black knife with his right hand over his head, and then slashed it down violently.

A very condensed sword energy fell down, and the air was crushed.

However, at this time, he discovered that Mu Bei had disappeared from the spot.

"Don't play anymore, goodbye."

Mu Bei's voice came from ten feet away.

Wang Chong's face suddenly turned grim. He had already used his strongest attack to suppress Mu Bei, but Mu Bei actually ran away!

Run away directly!

His feeling at this moment was as if he had punched the air with all his strength, which was extremely uncomfortable!

"Ah..."

Some students were slightly stunned.

The moment ago, Mu Bei's momentum soared into the sky. In terms of momentum alone, he was much stronger than Wang Chong, like a sword god coming to the world, and he wanted to break the heavens!

But the next moment, he actually gave up the battle and retreated.

This gap made many students stunned on the spot.

Wang Chongli shouted and chased after him with a knife.

However, Mubei was very fast and soon stepped into Lingyun Cave.

"Get out, I'll give you one hand! If you lose, give me the ancient dragon technique!"

Wang Chong stood outside, Sen Han staring at Mu Bei.

"Idiot!"

Mu Bei only responded to him with these two words.

With Wang Chong as his opponent, he practiced the sword force and his feelings about the sword force became clearer.

Wang Chongshi's strongest sword style is naturally impossible for him to take over. Now he can't take over, so he is not stupid.

If you borrow Wang Chong to sharpen it, you have to retreat if you should.
To be continued...