At this moment, a token on Chu Kuang's waist burst into light, and a stalwart figure appeared, blocking the sword light.

"Little friend, give me some face."

The stalwart figure stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes flashing with swords.

"I've seen the Heaven-Wang Sword Saint."

Li Fuchen's murderous intention subsided.

Wangtian Sword Saint is one of the few sword masters in the deep blue plane, and his strength is not inferior to Xuanming Sword Master.

When the other party comes forward, Li Fuchen will naturally give him face. At this stage, he cannot afford to offend Wangtian Sword Saint.

Looking at Li Fuchen with a stern look, Chu Kuang turned around and left.

The battle with Sword Emperor Chu Kuang was just a brief interlude. In the following days, Li Fuchen was either doing tasks or practicing hard. During this period, he also brought Wu Zhuo and Wu Xi to Fengyun City.

Seven million.

Eight million.

Nine million.

9.8 million.

With more than half a year left before the two-year period expires, Li Fuchen's contribution points have reached 9.8 million, and he is only 200,000 short of becoming an eighth-level swordsman.

…

On this day, in a wilderness a million miles away from Fengyun City, the figure of the Master of Kongkong Mountain flickered and appeared, flying towards Fengyun City at high speed.
Chapter completed!