Even so, he still practiced for two hours in the violent storm. Taking advantage of the heavy rain, he practiced his water-like sword force and tried to turn that water-like force into a more violent mountain torrent.

Going further and arriving at Tianlei Lake, I guess I won't have the chance to practice the Ruoshui sword style again. Strike while the iron is hot, and the same goes for practice.

This day he trained himself even harder, and in the end he almost didn't have the strength to climb up the cave.

In his opinion, the heavy rain carried by the strong wind is no easier than repairing the torch in the flash torrent of the wild Wolong Mountain. The flying sand caught in the strong wind is as deadly as the gravel and branches caught in the flash torrent.

threaten.

However, he has become accustomed to the danger in the wind because he has a sword in his hand.

A Shura Divine Sword that can cut heaven and earth!

Tomorrow, let me kill you!

...

On the seventh day, the rain stopped in Tianfeng Gorge, and it was a nice sunny day.

Holding the Shura Sword in his hand, he was thinking about how to combine the two sword intentions of Ruoshui and Flame, just because he wanted to hit the flying sand flying towards him.

The violent wind blew over, and when it came to the mouth of Liefeng Canyon, the wind currents collided and changed direction, forming a strong wind blowing through the canyon. It slashed towards Li Xiuyuan like a knife.

"I've been practicing for several days, don't let me down!"

Li Xiuyuan sighed secretly, then raised his sword and slashed into the wind.

One hundred swords... one thousand swords... ten thousand swords.

At the moment when noon was about to come, I heard a soft clang from the Shura Sword, and I obviously felt some different sensations in my hand. I stretched out my left hand to grab the grain of sand in the wind.

When he lowered his head, he saw a grain of black sand as big as a finger, split into two halves by the Shura Sword.
Chapter completed!