Text Chapter 5 External Door Test

The sharp long sword is erratic, like the clouds in the sky, making it unclear where the sword will strike next.

Zhang Bin's strength has reached the third level of pulse condensation, and he uses yellow level intermediate swordsmanship. With such power, even disciples of the same level did not dare to take the attack easily. Zhang Bin did not think that Lin Xuan could block this attack at all.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan had just broken through to the second level of the Pulse Condensation Realm and his strength had greatly increased. He kept retreating and narrowly avoided the sword.

"Damn, it's so evil! You can actually avoid it!" Zhang Bin stabbed the air with his sword, feeling a little distracted.

"It turns out that I have broken through to the second level of the Pulse Condensation Realm. The power of this Fire Ganoderma is really strong, but such a good thing was wasted by you, a waste!" Zhang Bin became more and more angry as he spoke, and the moves in his hands became more vicious. .

boom!

The long sword was wrapped in blue spiritual power and blasted open the wooden wall. Suddenly, strong wind roared in, and the whole cabin shook.

"I'm not in the mood to hang around with you. Just die. I'll take your blood!" Zhang Bin's aura became stronger, and the sword in his hand glowed with light.

"You call this swordsmanship?" Lin Xuan said unceremoniously, "In my opinion, it's full of loopholes!"

Lin Xuan took a step forward, and the long sword in his hand suddenly changed. The tip of the sword emitted a cold light, leaving a string of sword shadows in the air.

"Qingfeng Sword Technique, this is impossible!" Zhang Bin exclaimed, "This is an advanced Huang-level sword technique. How did you, a sword slave, learn it?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. The long sword in his hand combined with the strong wind outside the house to form an invisible sword energy in the house.

"Wait for me!" Zhang Bin was frightened. He quickly rushed out of the hut and disappeared into the violent storm.

Lin Xuan put away the black iron sword and breathed a sigh of relief. He had been practicing swordplay with Tang Yu all day long, and he had already learned the moves of Qingfeng Sword Technique.

However, it is just a mere appearance. He does not know the inner skills of the sword tactics, and its power is pitiful. It is okay to scare Zhang Bin, but if he really wants to fight, this move will not hurt him at all.

Zhang Bin will definitely not give up. It is not easy for me to have a conflict with him now. It is better to settle the score with him after joining the Xuanjian Sect.

The cabin was in tatters and it was impossible to sleep. Lin Xuan simply sat cross-legged and practiced the longevity technique again. Before he even got started, he had offended many disciples. Without strong strength, he would not be able to survive at all.

Making seals with both hands, Lin Xuan entered the cultivation state, and his body surface glowed with a faint cyan light, like a lone lamp in the dark night.

Early the next morning, the rain stopped, and the entire mountain peak was exceptionally fresh, with the fragrance of earth everywhere.

Lin Xuan woke up from meditation, stretched his muscles, and then started practicing his sword.

It was still the same sword technique that was as fast as a meteor. Although practicing this move was a bit boring, he still performed it meticulously.

Last night, this sword technique had already demonstrated its power. Although he didn't know the grade of this move, Lin Xuan knew that it was no worse than any other sword technique. He could even feel a kind of power from this sword technique. Special sword intent.

However, the only drawback is that it consumes too much spiritual power. With Lin Xuan's current strength, he can use it three times at most and his spiritual power will be exhausted.

Therefore, this sword technique is suitable for defeating the enemy with one move.

"Eh, so early?" While Lin Xuan was practicing his sword, Tang Yu walked towards this side from a distance with a smile. When he saw the small wooden house, his delicate little face suddenly became cold.

"What happened? Who did it?" Tang Yu asked.

"It's okay, I can handle it myself." Lin Xuan shook his head.

"You?" Tang Yu rolled her eyes at him, then opened her mouth into an O shape, "Second-level spiritual warrior, have you made a breakthrough?"

Lin Xuan shrugged and said with a smile: "Practice and practice and I will break through."

Tang Yu walked around him three times with her little hands behind her back, which made Lin Xuan feel scared.

"What do you want to do?" Lin Xuan asked warily.

"You guys are so boring!" Tang Yu pouted, "How about you follow me after you pass the outer door test?"

"Fuck with you?" Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows, "Think about it."

He knew that the disciples of Xuanjian Sect were divided into many factions, fighting with each other, and controlling many resources. So after entering the outer gate, the first thing to do is probably to join one of the forces.

"Don't worry, I will take care of you after you enter the outer door!" Tang Yu patted her well-developed chest and said proudly.

The days of training passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was time for the outer sect test. Lin Xuan's cultivation level broke through again, reaching the third level of pulse condensation. He could already condense spiritual power on the sword, and his attack power almost doubled. .

The assessment of this outer sect is mainly for the disciples of the surrounding aristocratic families. Only a small number of sword slaves participated. Lin Xuan was wearing gray linen clothes and standing among a group of young people in rich brocade clothes, looking a little different.

"Whose slave is this? His clothes are too shabby." Someone mocked.

"This is the sword slave of Xuantian Sect, and he is probably here to take part in the test."

"What, Sword Slave!" Many disciples from aristocratic families had sneers on their faces, "Isn't that still a slave? He really doesn't know how to live or die. Can he also participate in this test?"

"You guys had a great time chatting!" Lin Xuan strode up to the disciples, his breath flowing out of his body, and his body glowing with cyan light.

Those disciples were all at the first level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, and the highest level was at the second level. They were completely incompetent in front of Lin Xuan. At this moment, he was trembling under the pressure of the aura.

Lin Xuan snorted coldly, giving these people a warning. Sure enough, these disciples from the aristocratic family have become very honest, but a few of them secretly hate Lin Xuan.

"Damn, what are you crazy about? My brother is in the outer sect. When the test is over, let's see how I teach you a lesson!" Many disciples from aristocratic families were ready to take revenge on Lin Xuan.

Not long after, Xuantian Sect walked out of several young disciples, one of whom was a young man. He said loudly: "This time I am responsible for the test of the outer sect. The rules of the test are very simple. Defeating the Bamboo Forest Guard will count as passing the test. You can do it alone, or you can You can form a team.”

"Come with me." The young man led everyone to the front of a passage and asked, "Who is first?"

Lin Xuan couldn't help but look at the passage, which was more than three meters wide and ten meters long. Two rows of guards stood on both sides of the passage, holding bamboo swords in their hands and standing motionless.

After careful observation, Lin Xuan was slightly shocked. The so-called Bamboo Forest Guards were actually bamboo men made of bamboo and were not real people.

Many disciples from aristocratic families discovered this situation and started talking to each other.

"Aren't they just a bunch of puppets? I'll do it!" As he spoke, a young man in purple walked out proudly, with a long sword in his hand glowing with green light, and he rushed forward with quick steps.

In the passage, a green bamboo forest guard stood out, two points of light flashed in his eye sockets, and his green bamboo sword pointed forward.