The sword wave followed one after another. In each gap, Li Haoqiong could clearly see that Zhang Tian was sitting cross-legged, ignoring the terrifying injuries on his body.

What the hell is he doing?

Li Haoqiong stared at his eyes and found that he really didn't understand this disciple at all.

No one has ever practiced like this. This sword tide in Fantasy Sword Pavilion has never been regarded as a cultivation project. The disciples are afraid of it and have always been regarded as a place for punishment.

Because of the special nature here, no one has set foot on it, and it is also the best place for Li Haoqiong to secretly heal his wounds.

And who would have thought that Zhang Tian would use this terrifying sword tide?

Is this how it comes about five hundred jobs?

Li Haoqiong was stunned and gradually became numb, but he did not continue to heal his wounds, but continued to observe nervously.

All day long, Zhang Tian didn't move, allowing the sword tides to wash over and over again.

If Li Haoqiong, who was the Spirit Saint, could clearly feel the faint wave of life below, Zhang Tian would have been covered in blood, as if he was dead.

Very strange!

Finally, the sunset returned to the west and the sword tide disappeared. Zhang Tiancai let out a heavy breath, and then fell asleep without caring about anything.

The dirty work that keeps on forging every day has lasted for two months!

His physical and mental fatigue was extremely exhausted, but the effect was unexpectedly good, and the data in all aspects soared and exaggerated.

Zhang Tian can even roughly estimate that after the three-month punishment period, the integration of the five internal organs should be over, and he will successfully enter the next part of the integration of the six internal organs!

How much will his maximum load be done by then?

Li Haoqiong's expression was very serious. He wanted to go down and take Zhang Tian out many times during the day and scolded him. Who taught him this lifeless cultivation method?

But Li Haoqiong held back. When he remembered the words of the sword spirit, this young man was not an ordinary person.

At the same time, a divine thought of Li Haoqiong was attached to Zhang Tian, ​​and he clearly felt his breath changing.

In the sword tide, it suddenly became silent and suddenly became majestic.

It's like riding a roller coaster!

If it weren't for this rule every few seconds, it continued to be very stable, Li Haoqiong would almost think that Zhang Tian was committing suicide.

When Li Haoqiong closed his eyes and opened them again, he had a new idea.

Seeing Zhang Tian still sleeping on the ground, Li Haoqiong rose up with his sword and flew to the cabinet.

His injuries have been healed almost, at least outsiders cannot find out that he has been injured, and this trip to the Central Plains also made him feel alert.

Li Haoqiong, who can make the spiritual saint's cultivation level, is still so seriously injured, which shows the seriousness of the situation!

Fantasy Sword Pavilion...

It's in danger!

cabinet.

Yanhuafeng.

At this time, at the residence of the true disciple of Yanhua Peak, Wujian was sleeping soundly, and she was sleeping very soundly.

The figures outside the house were shaking, and Li Haoqiong came here all at once.

Several elders who heard the movement ran out instantly. The master of Yanhua Peak was overjoyed when he saw the master returning.

"People! I thought something was wrong!" The peak master Sun Cheng was an elderly man, very old, with white hair and beards.

"It's a little bit of a problem, but it's already solved." Li Haoqiong spoke calmly, then looked around and said, "Where is that boy Wujian? Call him out."

Sun Cheng was shocked: "What's wrong with Wujian?"

The other elders also looked bad. The Pavilion Master left for more than fifty days without any news, which forced them to think in a bad direction, and they would meet Wu Jian on the day they came back.

Is there something wrong with this person in Wujian?

When Li Haoqiong saw the expressions of several people, he knew that the other party had misunderstood, so he waved his hand with a funny look and said, "I just have something to leave to him, why are you nervous?"

The peak master Sun Cheng was puzzled: "People, Master? Why don't you look for Xuan Tianshu of the main peak when doing things? He is your true disciple!"

The other elders thought deeply again, was it Xuan Tianshu the problem?

Li Haoqiong had a headache and said, "It's not appropriate for Xuantianshu to have a high level of cultivation! I asked you guys, can you not think too much all day long? I just need a true disciple with the youngest cultivation level."

"Oh oh oh." Sun Cheng didn't dare to ask any more questions, and returned to the room and picked up Wu Jian, who had not yet woken up.

Wu Jian still had saliva sticking to the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the scene in front of him with sleepy eyes.

The Pavilion Master, the Peak Master, and several elders are all there.

Then Wu Jian was shocked and woke up from fear!

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" he said in horror.

The Pavilion Master is back?

What happened in such a big situation?

Li Haoqiong was too lazy to say more, so he picked up Wu Jian like a chicken, and left with his sword.

Wu Jian wanted to ask for help from his master, but it was too late...

The Pavilion Master disappeared for fifty days. After returning, he summoned him in the middle of the night, or was he alone?

Wu Jian thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what he had done?

Is the Pavilion Master going to take him to the woods and kill him secretly?

He is a good baby, he did nothing!

The more I thought about it, the more I felt wronged, the more I felt scared, and even sobbed.

At this time, the two of them had already arrived at the cliff of the West Mountain, and Li Haoqiong was completely fascinated.

A fifteen-year-old boy was baptized by the sword tide every day, and he endured great pain without saying a word.

A true disciple who has been regarded as the key target of cultivation since childhood is actually crying!

Li Haoqiong suddenly felt a little regretful. The child Wujian was a little stupid. Could it be that he would be bullied by Zhang Tian?

ah???

No...

Li Haoqiong stared at Wu Jian and said, "Wipe the tears! Is it embarrassing to throw them away?"

Wu Jian quickly raised his sleeves and wiped his nose and tears hard.

Then he looked at the cliff in front of him, and he knew that here was the hell in the eyes of the disciples of the outer cabinet.

What did the Pavilion Master bring him here for?

Is he going to be executed?

Execute death with sword tide...

Thinking of this, Wu Jian was very sad. He had not grown up yet, had not yet had a wife, and his life was not yet perfect!

Li Haoqiong stopped at the flat ground below, and then placed Wu Jian on the ground.

After a while, Wujian discovered that there was a third person on the flat ground!

Zhang Tian broke through several times and grew taller. In addition, he wore a weight-bearing ring for two months, and his muscles all over his body became much tighter. In fact, it was very different from what he looked like when he first entered the Fantasy Sword Mountain.

But Wu Jian still recognized it at a glance and was stunned!

Isn’t this the new disciple that the eldest brother is interested in?

When Zhang Tian saw Li Haoqiong, his eyes lit up: "Master! You are back!"

Li Haoqiong felt a little relieved when he saw Zhang Tian's eyes. The boy was still simpler than others. When he saw himself coming back, his first emotion was surprise and his peace of mind.

Li Haoqiong nodded and said, "You have made great progress if you haven't seen each other for fifty days."

Zhang Tian smiled and said, "It's good that the Pavilion Master has nothing to do with it."

Li Haoqiong curled his lips: "This is Wujian, the true disciple of Yanhuafeng of the cabinet. Today he will accompany you to practice swords."

Hearing this, Wu Jian couldn't believe it.

He shouted him out of his sleep with great fanfare, and dragged him here without saying a word, just let him practice swords with Zhang Tian?

A true disciple, accompanying an ordinary disciple from the outer hall,

Practice sword???
Chapter completed!