"At least thirty swords were fired in the moment just now. This kid..."

Several elders couldn't help but become excited.

Yi Yourong looked slightly startled and murmured: "There is no progress in cultivation, but this swordsmanship..."

Looking at Long Fei on the ring, he couldn't help but ask: "Has he really practiced this low-level swordsmanship for a month?"

The black-scaled eagle nodded and said: "It is indeed very common to draw a sword. This kind of sword-drawing technique should be an inferior swordsmanship, but he has practiced it for a full month. He practiced it all the time except eating and sleeping.

I feel very bored, I really don’t know how he persists.”

Draw the sword, put the sword away.

Draw the sword, put the sword away.

Repeating it tens of thousands of times every day, and being extremely serious and focused every time, practicing millions of times in a month, this requires a person with great perseverance to persevere.

Let alone those who practice, even those who watch will go crazy.

certainly.

No one knows how powerful this sword technique is.

People in this world don’t know what DNF is, they don’t know what Ghost Swordsman is, and they don’t know what Phantom Sword Dance is.

Yi Yourong narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Long Fei, "Isn't it simple?"

The black-scaled eagle said: "Master, don't you think this sword technique is simple?"

Yi Yourong did not speak, but looked at Long Fei quietly. She felt that Long Fei was more and more interesting.

"Whoosh!"

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Another instant action.

Dozens of people flew out and fell heavily under the ring. Although their lives were not in danger, they could not recover for a long time and had no fighting ability.

"superior!"

"Fuck them all!"

"Come together, don't give him a chance to breathe!"

Zhao Yitian roared loudly.

These new disciples are also rushing forward one after another crazily.

On the arena.

Long Fei was sweating profusely and had several bloody marks on his body. Although he drew his sword very quickly, his sword moves had no defense and it was impossible to estimate his whole body.

A quick glance.

Long Fei thought to himself: "This is not the way to go, I'm afraid I will be consumed to death!"

"Whirring whirring……"

Long Fei gasped.

This is just the beginning. These disciples are all in the body refining realm, and those who follow are all in the blood refining realm, the elite warriors of the Zhou family.

The guards around Zhao Yitian.

As well as Zhao Yitian himself, these people have not taken action yet.

"Gotta keep up your strength!"
Chapter completed!