"kill!"
As a terrifying sound sounded, Shen Chenfeng's body flashed, carrying a sharp, powerful and terrifying aura, and he hit hard.
At this moment, he seemed to be no longer a person, but a sword, an indestructible sword.
Click!
The space shook slightly.
The infinite sword energy was completely torn apart by Shen Chenfeng's body.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ruoli suddenly froze as if he was crazy.
Use your body to tear apart the sword energy in the sky.
Man and sword unite!
This is the true unity of man and sword!
In comparison, the swordsmanship he displayed was simply rubbish and could not be compared with Shen Chenfeng.
wrong.
What Shen Chenfeng performed was swordsmanship, and what he performed was just like acrobatics.
"Kendo, this is the real way of kendo."
Zhang Ruoli suddenly became excited, and before he knew it, tears filled his eyes.
He spent his whole life practicing swordsmanship, practicing swordsmanship, and loving swordsmanship. But when he knew that the sword path was blocked and there was no way out, no one could understand the painful feeling in his heart.
He believed that the sword should never be cut off.
Therefore, he was obsessed with swordsmanship, studying swordsmanship crazily, trying to find a way out.
Unfortunately, he eventually went astray and fell into the devil's path due to a mistake in his thoughts.
Xuantian Sect went through all the trouble in the end, but there was nothing they could do. In the end, Xuantian Sect Leader personally took action and split Zhang Ruoli's soul into two.
One of the remaining souls can still remain clear.
But the remaining souls have been infected by demonic thoughts and are sealed on the eighth floor of the Babel Tower.
If there are no accidents, the end will be approaching in a few decades. Whether it's the remnant of his soul or the demonic body sealed here, they will all be destroyed by time.
But unexpectedly, he met Shen Chenfeng and encountered real swordsmanship.
The so-called being possessed by a demon is just a change of thought.
If you fail to think clearly and thoroughly, evil thoughts will arise in your heart and you will be unable to extricate yourself. But when you think it through, all your inner demons will seem like nothing.
Such is the case with Zhang Ruoli.
Before this, he was obsessed with practicing swordsmanship, but he always insisted that he was right.
But after seeing Shen Chenfeng's shocking sword strike, he finally realized that he was wrong.
Once understood, inner demons vanish into thin air.
Recalling the wasted decades, a sense of trance arose in his heart.
"Did you see it?"
Shen Chenfeng put away all his momentum. Although his expression was cold, it gave people the feeling of standing on a high mountain and said: "This is the skill of swordsmanship."
"I was wrong, I know I was wrong."
Zhang Ruoli suddenly woke up, and then he took a deep breath, knelt on the ground with a plop, and said: "I, Zhang Ruoli, am satisfied to be able to see real swordsmanship in this life. But before I die, I have an unkind request. . Please also accept me as your disciple, so that I can always accompany you in the way of swordsmanship in the remaining years."
That's right.
At this moment, in Zhang Ruoli's eyes, Shen Chenfeng is the way of swordsmanship.
As long as he could practice the true way of swordsmanship, he would be willing to accept Shen Chenfeng as his teacher.
However.
Shen Chenfeng shook his head and said slightly arrogantly: "Get up, I will not accept you as my disciple, and you are not qualified to be my disciple."
The Cangqiong Sword Emperor will never meet an opponent in his life.
The four major disciples under him are even more astonishing and have extraordinary talents, unique among them all. Everyone is famous in the mainland and spread all over the world.
In comparison, Zhang Ruoli is simply not good enough.
Not to mention that he has been sealed for so many years and his cultivation has regressed so much that he only has the strength at the peak of the Spiritual Void Realm. Even more, a ray of his soul was cut off by Shen Chenfeng, leaving him with only a few days to live.
Even if he is intact as before, he is only slightly talented and not as good as Leng Qingqiu.
Let alone a disciple, he is not even qualified to carry Shen Chenfeng's shoes.
However, Shen Chenfeng completely underestimated Zhang Ruoli's determination in swordsmanship.
"I have been wrong for decades and I don't want to be wrong again."
"I beg you, accept me as your disciple."
A determined expression appeared on Zhang Ruoli's face. He knelt on the ground and banged his head until the floor was broken into pieces and blood flowed from his forehead. He refused to give up and said: "Shen Chenfeng, if you don't accept me today, As a disciple, I will never stop until you agree to do it."
"absurd."
Shen Chenfeng rolled his eyes, didn't bother to pay attention, turned around and prepared to leave.
But before he could take a step forward, his feet suddenly sank.
I saw Zhang Ruoli shamelessly hugging Shen Chenfeng's legs, with a pug-like expression on his face, and said: "Shen Chenfeng, let's discuss it easily. Even if you don't want to accept me as your disciple, I don't know if you are missing someone by your side." Servant or something?”
"roll!"
Shen Chenfeng frowned and kicked Zhang Ruoli away.
Waiting for the next moment, Zhang Ruoli's body flashed and hugged Shen Chenfeng's legs again.
This middle-aged man, who was hailed as the Sword Demon by the outside world and the number one talent in Xuantian Sect's swordsmanship, actually burst into tears.
"Chen Chenfeng, even if you don't want a servant, don't you want a handyman?"
"I don't want the handyman, but do you need the bed warmer?"
"Hey, no matter what, I beg you to accept me. As long as I can stay with you, I will do anything."
Listening to the strange voice in Zhang Ruoli's mouth, Shen Chenfeng felt his heart go numb.
He knocked the opponent away with one palm, but this guy's whole body was trained like sword energy, and his body was extremely hard. After receiving a slap from him, he seemed to be fine and jumped towards me again.
"stop!"
Shen Chenfeng shouted loudly, but Zhang Ruoli did not move.
"In that case, just be a sword slave for now."
Seeing Zhang Ruoli's unyielding momentum, Shen Chenfeng also had a headache and said: "Also, if you dare to make that weird sound again, be careful I'll cut your tongue."
At the same time, outside the Tower of Babel.
"Zhou Tong, Wei Changxun, and all the elders, are you sure you want to be enemies of our Li family?"
Li Jing looked at the people behind Xuantian City Lord, his eyes flashing wildly.
Once upon a time, these people were so respectful to the Li family. But in the blink of an eye, he turned to City Lord Xuantian and began to attack the Li family.
"Damn it, I've long been unhappy with your Li family."
The first one to speak was Liu Che. After swallowing the soul-reviving pill refined by Shen Chenfeng, he had already regained the strength of the Tongtian Divine Realm, so he had no scruples about the Li family.
Wei Changxun's eyes were red and he shouted in a low voice: "Li Jing, I put my words here. If Shen Chenfeng has any shortcomings, I will let your entire Li family be buried with Shen Chenfeng today."
"That's right!"
"Not only the elders of your Li family, but also the disciples of the Li family."
"If Shen Chenfeng loses even one hair, your Li family will never have peace."
Several outer sect elders looked fierce, as if they had met the enemy who killed their father, and their whole bodies were filled with terrifying murderous aura.
Especially Sun Buwei, who finally found hope of living, was destroyed again by the Li family.
He could no longer control the anger in his heart. He clenched the hilt of the sword with his palm, and overwhelming murderous intent arose spontaneously, as if he was about to kill someone in the next moment.
At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd.
"Oh my god, look at it..."
