Three days later.

In the center of Sword Lotus City, in the cultivation room of Zhao Tianqing's Villa.

Yang Fan put on a stand, was cultivating, and between his breath and breath, a large amount of immortal qi poured into his body.

Turned into pure power.

"The four exercises of the extreme forging body are really useful, tsk, if I had known that every time I broke the limit of the physical body, I could use this exercise to cultivate again, then, in the realm of the innate physical body, my progress should be greater. ”

In the past three days, Yang Fan has not gone out, and he has been in this cultivation room day and night, cultivating the strength of the physical body.

In just three days, Yang Fan has been promoted from the second order of the Martial God of 20 million catties to the third order of the Martial God, and the strength of his physical body has doubled to 40 million catties.

And the reason why he was able to raise a rank and 20 million catties of strength in just three days was that in addition to the extremely strong immortal qi in this cultivation room, which was endlessly absorbed, what was more important was the extreme body forging technique that Yang Fan cultivated.

Bull Demon Fist, Python Dance, Golden Toad Qi, Tiger King Pile, Four Exercises, one cycle, the physical body broke through a level, adding 20 million catties of strength.

What surprised Yang Fan even more was that when this level was completed, he could continue to cultivate, which made Yang Fan feel the mystery of this exercise.

At the beginning, he relied on the seven tricks to refine the heart, the limit of the body forging, and broke through to the innate in one fell swoop, among them, the seven tricks of refining the heart can allow Yang Fan to continuously absorb the spiritual energy into the blood, nourish the body, and improve the potential and strength from the inside out, but the speed is not very fast.

However, it is the extreme forging body, and the exercises of each step go straight to the essence of cultivation, which is extremely mysterious, and now it seems that I have underestimated this exercise a little bit before.

"Three days of penance. It's a rest, and besides, Zhao Tianqing, I'm afraid I'm in a hurry. ”

After stabilizing the physical strength of the third order of the Martial God, Yang Fan regained his momentum and walked out of the cultivation room.

Sure enough, as soon as he walked out, he saw a gray-clothed servant, who was anxiously waiting outside, and saw Yang Fan come out. And he came up to him.

"Master Yang, the master is waiting for you in the side hall, you come with me. ”

Yang Fan recognized this gray-clothed servant, who was an attendant that Zhao Tianqing trusted quite a lot, although he didn't look good, the clothes on his body seemed to be an ordinary servant, not a housekeeper, and a first-class deacon. But in fact, he won the trust of Zhao Tianqing, and although his nominal status was not high, he was even the head of this courtyard. and did not dare to provoke him or provoke him.

Zhao Tianqing asked this person to wait for him, I'm afraid that today, there should be someone else from the Qinglian Sword Sect.

Walking like this. Soon, Yang Fan followed this servant to the side hall of the other courtyard.

Before the side hall. Zhao Tianqing stood at the door.

And inside, Yang Fan's divine soul power couldn't help but sweep away, and he felt that a sharp aura that rushed to the sky came out.

"Master, the sword realm has at least reached the peak of the Tibetan sheath realm, but now it is clearly the state of the sword edge out of the sheath, does he want to try me?"

As soon as Yang Fan's heart moved, Zhao Tianqing stepped forward.

"Brother Yang, you are here, hurry up, let me introduce you, a big man in our Qinglian Sword Sect. ”

Pulling Yang Fan, Zhao Tianqing walked inside.

Yang Fan entered the side hall, and only then did he see that the person who exuded endless edge on his body was a young man, this young man, the sword qi in his body was sharp, but it was condensed but not dispersed, which was the embodiment of the peak of the Tibetan Sheath Realm.

At the time of the first realm of the sword path, cultivators were often unable to completely control the edge, and it was impossible for that edge to be as strong as it was now.

Only when you enter the Tibetan Sheath Realm, can you wave your fingers like an arm for these sharp edges, and the sharp edges will become more powerful because of continuous grinding.

Therefore, if it is said that this son is still in the edge realm, Yang Fan does not believe it.

Because, even if it is Yang Fan, when he was in the edge realm, he integrated the edge of 100,000 kinds of swordsmanship, and he was only a step stronger than the young man in front of him, if this young man was really still in the edge realm, then he was definitely a sword genius who would never be seen in the world, and he was stronger than Li Daotong, how could he appear in a small place like Liulitian.

However, Rao is so, can have such a sharp edge, this son is definitely a genius of swordsmanship.

No wonder, he was hostile to himself.

"Sect Master, Young Master, this son is Yang Fan, the registered disciple of the Pure Yang Palace, Brother Yang, don't you want to meet the sect master of our Qinglian Sword Sect?"

Zhao Tianqing enthusiastically introduced Yang Fan.

Hearing Zhao Tianqing's recommendation, Yang Fan suddenly found that in front of the young man, there was a middle-aged man, and the strange thing was that this man was obviously in front of the young man's eyes, but before, because of the attraction of the edge, Yang Fan didn't notice his existence at all.

"This person, I'm afraid that the kendo cultivation is above me, and he has already entered the realm of returning to the truth. ”

Yang Fan's heart moved, his face smiled slightly, and he made a sword salute to the middle-aged man who was sitting still: "Junior Yang Fan, I have seen the sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect. ”

As for that young man, although he is the young master of the Qinglian Sword Sect, Yang Fan is now representing the face of the Pure Yang Palace, although he is just a mere registered disciple.

However, in the face of the young master of the inferior sword sect, he can still straighten his waist, especially this young man, who is still unleashing his edge in front of him and provoking in front.

If it is a sign of weakness, does it not make people suspicious?

"Sure enough, it is a hero who is a young man, looking at the roots of Yang Fan's little brother, I am afraid that it is only a hundred years, less than a hundred years, he has already stepped into the early stage of the Golden Immortal, comprehended the second realm of swordsmanship, and is indeed a genius of the sword path heaven, but a genius like Yang Fan's little brother should be rare even if it is a big faction like the Pure Yang Palace, how could he come to our Liuli Heaven?"

The middle-aged man squinted at Yang Fan and said lightly.

In the words, although there were most voices of praise, but the suspicion and no scruples made Yang Fan's heart suddenly, but soon, he laughed: "Although Liulitian is a lower realm, but it is also an outstanding person, a so-called genius like me is nothing, as for coming to Liulitian, it is a secret task of the sect, if the master comes, the sect master, you can ask, as for the juniors, it is inconvenient to reveal." ”

With such an unfathomable look, Yang Fan obviously saw that the sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect flashed a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"Hmph! ”

At this moment, the young man who had not spoken, but the edge of his body had not retreated, couldn't help but snort lightly.

Yang Fan's face changed slightly.

Zhao Tianqing's face was also a little ugly.

Only the middle-aged man, although he had a straight face, his eyes were shining with doting.

"Feng'er, Hugh is rude. ”

The faint voice does not make people feel the slightest reproach.

The young man snorted coldly: "Father, the origin of this son is unknown, just a few words, it is really hard to believe, Feng'er met a disciple of the Pure Yang Palace more than a hundred years ago, it is better to let this son fight against Feng'er, if it is indeed the sword of the Pure Yang Palace, Feng'er will make amends, if not, it must be a spy sent by the Infinite Immortal Palace!"

After speaking, the young man raised his eyebrows and looked at Yang Fan, "Do you dare to fight?" (to be continued......)