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"Xiao Yao, come with me." Ning Biluo whispered into Fan Wuji's ear. Then, he once again activated his Innate Qi and walked in the direction of the sword room. Fan Wuji gave a bright smile, his inner force burst out, and his steps were light and nimble, like a butterfly flapping its wings.
The weekly lecture by the Grandmaster had ended early, even before it had begun, because Fan Wuji had instantly killed Meng Qianqiu. These disciples had expressions of extreme pity. To them, the teachings of a Xiantian master were too important. Ning Biluo ended his lecture, but none of them dared to complain in the slightest.
Ning Biluo was like an emperor in this small town. He was one of the two great Xiantian masters and also the guardian god of the small town.
His Lightning Steps had already reached the third level and was quite deep. Relying on his Innate Qi, his speed had long surpassed the speed of ordinary people's eyes. His figure flashed past the eyes of the ordinary people, and they only felt an afterimage flash past.
On the other hand, Fan Wuji's body was only at the peak of the Houtian realm, but his realm was extremely high, and once the true intent of the Extreme Realm was unleashed, along with his' Butterfly Steps' technique, he would be able to achieve a speed comparable to that of the Innate realm.
Seeing that Fan Wuji was in hot pursuit and didn't seem to be unable to catch up, Ning Biluo's heart trembled. He thought to himself, "Strange fellow, you've increased your speed by three folds." Fan Wuji who was behind, secretly felt it was funny, and his speed also suddenly increased by a few points.
After a long while, Ning Pang arrived at the outskirts of the small town. The place was sparsely populated, and there were very few people here. After all, the Desolate Ruins were filled with dangers. Rumor has it that when the two immortals fought for three months, the Desolate Ruins were born.
He stopped and said with a complicated expression: "Xiao Yao. Did you manage to comprehend half a step of sword intent? "
Hearing this, Fan Wuji shook his head noncommittally. Upon seeing this, Ning Jun's face turned cold, "How can you not trust me? "Just now when you defeated Meng Qianqiu with a single sword move, it was clearly because of the profoundness of your sword intent."
"I have not comprehended the half-step sword intent, but I have comprehended the complete sword intent." Fan Wuji lightly said.
What he had said was shocking.
One had to know that when Ning Jun was in the middle Greater Heaven stage, he was already a rare sword genius in the Wasteland when he comprehended the half-step sword intent. After comprehending the half-step sword intent, day and night, year and month, he had spent twenty years to finally succeed. And this Fan Wuji before him, a young man in his twenties who had cultivated the way of the sword for more than ten years, had already comprehended the complete sword intent.
"I will suppress my cultivation to the Pre-Sky Realm. How about you and my battle sword?" Ning Biluo revealed a rare fighting spirit.
From his point of view, if Fan Wuji truly comprehended the complete sword intent, then his attainments in the path of the sword might not be any weaker than his. As a proud sword master, Dou Jian disdained to take advantage of this kind of cultivation.
"No need. Just use your full strength. " Fan Wuji's aura was terrifyingly calm.
Ning Biluo was livid. He coldly said, "How can you, a mere precelestial, fight against me?"
In the next moment, Fan Wuji's aura surged, and with a low growl, his aura intensified, and actually began to communicate with the heaven and earth. In that instant, a magical force exploded, breaking through the bridge of heaven and earth.
"The ability to communicate through qi, break through the connection between heaven and earth?" Ning Jun couldn't help but exclaim in shock when he saw the situation unfold.
A few minutes later, Fan Wuji's Qi had risen sharply, reaching the peak of the early Xiantian realm. He had a faint smile on his face, and with a hint of mockery he said, "The day after tomorrow? Sorry. I'm not anymore. "
"Ren Xiaoyao, just who are you? For three years in my school, I saw that your talent was average, and you were just a diligent disciple. Who would have thought that you would be able to comprehend the sword intent and step into the Innate realm so easily. " Ning Biluo said in confusion.
Fan Wuji indifferently said, "Who I am is not important. Didn't you want to fight? "I will only use a single sword attack. How much you can comprehend will depend on your own good fortune."
"Cyclic Sword Shadow!"
With a light sentence, the sky suddenly changed. His aura was as deep as the sea, and it was unfathomable. As he stood there, no matter who looked at him, they all felt as if they were looking at the essence of the path of the sword, and that it was compatible with heaven and earth.
The sword danced like a flower as countless sword qi appeared. Light and shadows flashed as numerous as the stars in the sky. The speed of the sword shadows was extremely fast, and they carried with them an aura of great destruction.
"Go!"
Fan Wuji said in a deep voice. In a split-second, countless sword shadows surged forward like a surging tide, like a great river. At this moment, it gave people the illusion that there were countless stars falling.
On the other side, Ning Biluo's mind rumbled as his mind was in a dazed state. Countless sword shadows arrived in front of him in half a second. The crisscrossing swords were only a few feet away from Ning Biluo before they came to a dangerous stop.
The moment the sword shadow stopped, Ning Jun groaned, and his face was pale. His mind wavered, and he shouted with fear still lingering in his heart: "Such a terrifying sword move, even those sword sects don't have such exquisite attainments, right? I'm afraid only the Sword King is able to unleash such a powerful sword move, right? "
Fan Wuji activated his footwork technique, sprinting towards the direction of the town. Ning Biluo groaned once again. His blood flowed backwards, and with a wail, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He didn't show any signs of pain, instead, he had an ecstatic expression on his face. Ning Biluo was also a genius in the way of the sword, having comprehended sword intent at the Congenital Realm. He understood that Fan Wuji's earlier sword moves were not meant to kill him, but to impart to him his mysterious sword theories. Otherwise, if those sword shadows moved, any one of them would be able to take his life.
"So it turns out that my understanding of the sword is so shallow. Rather, I walk the path of a sword with a biased approach, developing my style of sword arts. His sword techniques were different. His sword possesses the shadows of all sword techniques that I have seen before, as well as the strengths of all sword techniques, and the essence of his sword techniques is that they are flawless and perfect. " Ning San stood there and muttered to himself.
While he was meditating, Fan Wuji had returned to the small town. In front of the entrance to the sword section, he saw about twenty women. This woman held a saber in her hand. It was an extremely rich aura of a swordsman.
"It's not the other Innate from Stars Pet Chain Supermarket." Although this woman's cultivation is very low, it contains the fluctuations of the mysteries of the blade. Although it can be restrained, it cannot be hidden from my senses. " Fan Wuji muttered to himself.
That female assassin smiled sweetly at Fan Wuji, with an exotic charm. She looked Fan Wuji up and down, and said, "I've finally met an old friend. May I ask which fellow cultivator is from the Skysword Sect? Do you know how we got here? "