Lin Yuan's body was surrounded by five flying swords circling and shuttling, completely protecting himself within the flying swords.
Li Zhenbei's figure was erratic and ghostly, and his speed was so fast that he seemed to be invisible in the wind and clouds. He kept dodging, waiting for an opportunity to break through the Linyuan Flying Sword.
"Big...Brother Dali, are you sure they are all human beings..."
Jiang Tang was also stunned. It was the first time for her to see such a powerful warrior fighting, and she was so shocked that she could not calm down.
"This is martial arts."
Ning Chen said calmly, bringing Jiang Tang here was to let Jiang Tang experience a duel between strong men.
So that Jiang Tang won't be confused, the duel between the two will definitely benefit Jiang Tang a lot.
The more Jiang Tang watched, the more excited she became. She couldn't help clenching her fists, looking even more nervous than when fighting against the two of them.
The two men fought back and forth on the court, and it was difficult to tell the difference.
Linyuan's flying sword looks powerful and gorgeous, but Li Zhenbei has achieved some success in practicing "Feng Yun Ao Jue" during this period, and the flying sword cannot touch the corners of Li Zhenbei's clothes at all.
Ning Chen also saw that Li Zhenbei was clearly asking for trouble and intended to use Lin Yuan's flying sword to practice his body skills.
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Otherwise, with Li Zhenbei's current strength, it wouldn't be so troublesome to win.
"Li Zhenbei, you bastard, when my master passed on my mountain-crushing treasure "Open Heaven Sword Art" to you, now you don't practice the sword art carefully and you have learned this weird body technique! From now on, don't say you are me Heir of the Shushan Sword Sect!"
Lin Yuan was furious and spoke in a deep voice.
"Haha, junior brother, all methods lead to the same destination by different paths, so why are you so paranoid?"
Li Zhenbei laughed, and with a movement of his body, he broke through the sword formation and came to Lin Yuan. He raised his hand and pointed his sword finger, and the shocking sword energy shot out from Li Zhenbei's hand, turning the sword into energy!
As Li Zhenbei pointed out his sword, the color of the world changed.
Lin Yuan's expression changed drastically, and his figure quickly retreated!
However, an extremely fast sword went straight to Lin Yuan's eyebrows!
At the critical moment, the sword energy collapsed in front of Linyuan. Linyuan gasped for breath, and his vest was soaked with cold sweat.
Li Zhenbei stood with his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Junior brother, you lose!"
"snort!"
Lin Yuan snorted coldly, turned pale and turned to leave.
"etc!"
Li Zhenbei's calm voice came from behind.
"My skills are inferior to those of others. I accept my defeat. What else do you want?"
Lin Yuan turned around, stared at Li Zhenbei coldly, and asked in a deep voice.
"Junior brother... what happened to the Sun family happened for a reason. They did not attack Li Cangfeng, but they also touched members of my Li family. I had no choice but to take action..."
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. It's useless to talk too much!"
Lin Yuan waved his hand and flew away without stopping.
Li Zhenbei opened his mouth, but in the end he could only sigh helplessly.
He and Master Lin Yuan came from the same sect. They were both descendants of the Shushan Sword Sect back then. At that time, their master passed the "Open Heaven Sword Art" to Li Zhenbei. Li Zhenbei became the Sword Emperor and came out of the mountains to Beijing to guard the peace of China.
Junior brother Lin Yuan still practices the most basic sword-controlling technique among sword sects. However, he did not expect that in less than a hundred years, Lin Yuan would also rely on his own efforts to become a powerful Martial Emperor and proclaim himself the Shushan Sword Emperor.
However, the relationship with Li Zhenbei has become rigid due to the choice of his master back then, and now they are strangers to each other.
After watching Lin Yuan leave, Li Zhenbei moved his feet and rose into the air. In a few moments, he stood on the tree crown, facing Ning Chen and Jiang Tang.
"Mr. Ning, Xiaotang, I'm worrying you..."
"Do not misunderstand."
Ning Chen waved his hand: "I am not in the mood to meddle in the personal grudges between the two of you. I just brought Jiang Tang here to watch the excitement."
Jiang Tang's eyes were full of energy: "Dad, Lao Li! That sword strike you just made was so cool! Can you teach me how to do it?"
Li Zhenbei was stunned for a moment, then was amused by Jiang Tang: "Haha, Xiaotang, after all, you are Mr. Ning's disciple now. Mr. Ning's ability is much better than mine. You'd better practice hard with Mr. Ning!"
"Brother Dali, is what Old Li said true?"
Jiang Tang suddenly flashed his big eyes and looked excited.
"I have practiced for hundreds of years to achieve my current strength. It's still early for you. Go back and practice the mental method I gave you!"
Ning Chen said lightly.
"ah?"
Jiang Tang had a look of astonishment on his face, then a bitter expression on his face, and he said eagerly: "Brother Dali, will it take me that long?"
"you?"
Ning Chen frowned and thought for a moment. If he cultivated in the secular world, it would probably take more than ten years for Jiang Tang to complete the foundation building. Foundation building is equivalent to that of the secular Martial King, but if he goes to Tianmen and is assisted by superior immortal magic... It should go up a lot faster!
"As long as you practice well, it can take anywhere from seven to eight years to two or three years."
"Really?"
Jiang Tang's eyes lit up, with a look of surprise on his face.
Li Zhenbei also looked shocked, two or three years?
A century-old Martial King, a thousand-year Martial King. Even if Li Zhenbei has ever seen the most talented evildoer, it will take at least several decades to become a strong Martial King. But the Martial King will not be able to break through in less than two hundred years!
But this time fell into Ning Chen's mouth, but it only takes two or three years!
How could this not shock Li Zhenben.
"Of course, but I'm talking about being stronger than the Martial King. To reach the level of fighting against the Martial King, she still needs more time and opportunities."
Ning Chen nodded and looked at Li Zhenbei aside: "A few days ago, you said you would bring Jiang Tang into Tianmen. When?"
"After half a month."
Li Zhenbei said hurriedly.
Ning Chen nodded again: "After half a month, I will follow you for a while!"
"It would be great if Mr. Ning comes with us!"
Li Zhenbei's eyes lit up and he nodded hastily.
In the following days, Jiang Tang practiced even harder. Even though he was still an ordinary person with a mortal body, he had to practice cross-legged for more than thirty hours before falling asleep due to lack of physical strength.
Ning Chen saw everything, Jiang Tang looked carefree and even a little out of character.
In cultivation, he is extremely hardworking and not careless in the slightest.
Ning Chen was also very satisfied with Jiang Tang's attitude toward cultivation.
There were only a few days until he entered Tianmen, and Ning Chen originally wanted to teach Jiang Tang some fighting skills.
Although the "Green Shirt Immortal Technique" is superior, it is only a mental method. It helps to practice and improve the realm, but it does not improve the combat effectiveness.
If the opponent is crushed by a realm, Jiang Tang can naturally win easily, but if it is an opponent of the same realm and does not have fighting skills at his side, Jiang Tang will not be able to stand at all.
But seeing that Jiang Tang was so dedicated to his cultivation and that he would be accompanying him in a few days, Ning Chen suppressed this idea.
It is also a good thing to focus on practicing the "Qing Shi Xian Jue". A dozen days are enough for her to experience the feeling of spiritual energy entering her body, allowing Jiang Tang to cultivate spiritual power in her body and become a true immortal cultivator.
On the sixth day, Ning Chen received a call from Ye Gulou.
"Boss! I'm out of seclusion!!"
"Woof woof woof!"
During the phone call, Ye Gulou was very happy. After the words fell, the call of the black dragon came from the phone, but the momentum was obviously weaker.
"Haha, it seems that the harvest is not small."
Ning Chen smiled slightly and said calmly: "What are your plans?"
"hey-hey……"
Ye Gulou on the other end of the phone chuckled mischievously: "Boss, I do have a plan! I plan to travel across China, challenge the Emperor Wu, and seek defeat alone! Hey, how lonely it is to be invincible!"
The corner of Ning Chen's mouth twitched. It seemed that this boy had some bad luck in the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the river, and now he could control the black dragon head.
