In the courtyard, it is quiet, with green grass and green bamboos. Chen Xuanjing sat in the center of the courtyard, closed her eyes and concentrated, and began to circulate the spiritual power in her body. His state of mind was peaceful, his spiritual consciousness sank into his body, and he felt every meridian in his body.
The surging spiritual power flows through the meridians, forming a subtle rhythm. Chen Xuan constantly adjusted his breathing, trying to maintain internal and external balance. He felt the spiritual power in his body surge in like a tide, and then recede gently.
Time passed quietly, and Chen Xuan was immersed in cultivation, paying almost no attention to anything outside. The atmosphere in the courtyard gradually became quiet, seemingly isolated from the surrounding hustle and bustle.
In the process of practicing, Chen Xuan felt that the spiritual power in his body was flowing more smoothly, and his body seemed to be continuously strengthening. After a period of practice, he gradually opened his eyes, with a clear light shining in his eyes.
"The training effect is good, I feel that the spiritual power in my body is more concentrated." Chen Xuan thought with satisfaction.
At this moment, a burst of laughter came from outside the courtyard. Chen Xuan looked up and saw a young man wearing a green robe walking in with a faint smile.
"It turned out to be a fellow Taoist who patronized the Everlasting Sorrow Restaurant." The young man said with a smile and cupped his hands.
Chen Xuan nodded slightly and responded with a smile: "That's right. I'll practice here and rest for a few days."
The young man sat down with a smile, seemingly not intending to disturb Chen Xuan's practice. The two sat opposite each other in the courtyard, and the surrounding atmosphere gradually became quiet.
Inadvertently, the young man's eyes glanced at Chen Xuan, and then he frowned slightly, as if he was aware of something.
"Fellow Taoist's cultivation is quite extraordinary. He seems to have reached the level of the divine dragon." The young man said softly.
Chen Xuan nodded, he did not hide his cultivation. There was a flash of deep thought in the young man's eyes, and then he said with a smile: "To be able to reach this level in such a short period of time is a rare Taoist fellow."
Chen Xuan smiled slightly and said no more.
They sat quietly in the courtyard, as if caught in a subtle atmosphere.
In the quiet courtyard where Chen Xuan practiced, the young man's smile gradually turned gloomy. There was a hint of indifference in his eyes, his fingers were slightly bent, and a cold killing intent gradually condensed on him.
Suddenly, the young man took a step forward, his figure was like lightning, and came to Chen Xuan almost instantly. There was a cold energy gathered in his palm, moving towards
Chen Xuan's chest was slapped hard.
Chen Xuan felt the crisis approaching, and he responded immediately. A sharp sword energy surged out of his body, condensed into a long sword that shone with cold light, and stood in front of him.
"Tsk!" The sword energy and energy collided together, making a sharp sound. Chen Xuan steadied his body and stared at the young man closely, with great vigilance in his heart.
A sneer appeared at the corner of the young man's mouth. He did not stop his offensive, but relied on the impact of Chen Xuan's sword energy to quickly move to Chen Xuan's side, and then launched another attack.
Chen Xuan's heart tightened, and his reaction speed was also extremely fast. His swordsmanship was skillful and sharp, and a series of sword lights streaked through the air, defeating the young man's attacks one by one.
However, the young man's attacks did not stop. His figure was extremely agile, like a ghost. Sometimes he appeared in front of Chen Xuan, and sometimes he quickly dodged away.
Chen Xuan felt the pressure from the young man, his brows furrowed slightly, and his determination could not be shaken. His swordsmanship gradually strengthened, and each sword was full of sharpness and fierceness, trying to force the young man back.
However, the young man's strength exceeded Chen Xuan's expectations. His body skills were extremely flexible, and his attacks continued like a tidal wave, making it difficult for Chen Xuan to move and respond.
In the collisions again and again, Chen Xuan felt the fierce killing intent of the other party. The young man didn't seem to be afraid at all. Instead, he became more courageous as he fought, and his attacks became more violent and merciless.
Fine beads of sweat broke out on Chen Xuan's forehead, his heartbeat accelerated, and his spiritual power continued to circulate. He deeply understood that the young man in front of him was not an ordinary person, he was here to assassinate him.
During the interplay of sword moves, Chen Xuan kept looking for the opponent's flaws. young people
is powerful, but Chen Xuan has rich combat experience and excellent swordsmanship skills. He believes that as long as he finds an opportunity, he can defeat the opponent.
Time gradually passed during the battle, and the atmosphere became tense and intense.
Every attack by Chen Xuan and the young man was full of murderous intent, and every dodge was a life-or-death moment.
During a brief pause, Chen Xuan's eyes locked on the young man for a moment, and he discovered a flaw in the other person.
He quickly decided to launch a fatal blow as quickly as possible.
With a flash of sword light, Chen Xuan's swordsmanship reached its peak. His sword was like lightning, piercing the air and pointing directly at the young man's heart.
Young people, however, responded just as quickly. His eyes twinkled
After a trace of cold light, a vicious energy came out from his palm and turned into a black sword light, which collided with Chen Xuan's sword light.
The moment the sword lights met, the air seemed to freeze. The two powerful energies canceled each other out, making a deafening explosion. The eyes of Chen Xuan and the young man met, and each could feel the other's determination and determination.
The battle entered a fierce stage, and every attack from both sides contained huge power. They shuttled rapidly through the air, their swords mingling with each other, creating a spectacular scene.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and everything was occupied by the intensity of the battle.
The figures of Chen Xuan and the young man flickered in the air, and every collision would trigger strong energy fluctuations.
The battle lasted for a long time, and both of their bodies gradually showed signs of exhaustion.
Their breathing became rapid and their clothes were soaked with sweat. However, the fighting spirit and determination have not diminished at all.
Finally, in a chance encounter, Chen Xuan seized a chance.
The light of his sword changed unpredictably, and suddenly stabbed the young man's throat from a strange angle.
A trace of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes, and his reaction was already a step slower.
The sword light slashed across his throat, and blood spurted out.
His body shook and he fell to the ground.
The battle was over, Chen Xuan's breathing was rapid and heavy. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt the fatigue all over his body. However, his eyes were filled with the joy and pride of victory.
Chen Xuan took a deep breath, put back his sword, and turned his eyes to the young man on the ground. He knew that this victory was hard-won, but it also meant that he had successfully protected his own life.
Chen Xuan looked at the young man who fell on the ground silently. He knew that this was a battle between life and death, and he finally won. Although the battle was over, his mood did not lighten up.
He knelt down and examined
