Text Chapter 13 Thunder

"Senior Brother Chen, I'm optimistic about it. I want to redeem this Thunder Sword Technique." Lin Xuan returned the book.

"What! You want to redeem the Thunder Sword Technique!" Chen Dazheng said in shock.

After hearing this, some nearby disciples looked at Lin Xuan with an inexplicable look.

"Junior brother, you just came here not long ago, and you don't know much about the Thunder Sword Technique." Chen Dazheng explained, "This sword technique is not only incomplete, but also difficult to practice. There have been people who have tried it before, but no one has mastered it. Over time, , no one will choose it.”

"So, junior brother, you'd better change to another one. After all, 120 points of contribution is not a small amount." Chen Dazheng dissuaded.

"No one has mastered it? It's so evil!" Lin Xuan touched his chin, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Although the wine master said this is a simple version, I think it is very powerful."

"Don't worry, senior brother, I'll just exchange it for this thunderous sword technique."

"Hey!" Seeing Lin Xuan's persistence, Chen Dazheng sighed and shook his head. He took out a thin booklet from the bookcase behind him and handed it to Lin Xuan.

"Do you understand the rules?" Chen Dazheng asked.

Lin Xuan nodded: "Except for me, no second person is allowed."

This is the rule of the Xuantian Sect. Whoever exchanges the skills will practice it. If it is spread privately, once it is discovered, the sect will severely punish it.

Lin Xuan was about to leave with the Thunder Sword Technique, when a group of disciples came in from outside. They kept talking and looked a little panicked.

"Have you heard that someone from the Shenwei Group died in the Taihang Mountains?"

"What, are you sure!" someone asked.

"You still don't know?" said the disciples who came in. "Yesterday, several disciples of the Shenwei Regiment stayed away all night. Today, their bodies were found in the Taihang Mountains. They had been chewed to a disgraceful state. If they hadn't had identities, I can’t even recognize the cards.”

"The monsters killed them!" said the disciples who were surrounding them. "It's bad luck for them if they encounter a powerful monster."

When something like this happens, the most excited people are the ordinary outer disciples. They are not members of the Kamui Group, and they are bullied by the Kamui Group on weekdays. Of course they hope that something will happen to the Kamui Group, such as someone provoking the Kamui Group, or the battle group and the Kamui Group start a fight. But it seems that the excitement is in vain.

"Do you know who died?" the disciple said mysteriously.

Everyone cast curious glances with expectations on their faces.

Lin Xuan stood silent in the distance. He knew who died, but he also wanted to hear the Shenwei Group's attitude towards this matter.

The disciple continued: "One of the deceased disciples was named Zhang Bin. You may not have heard of his name, but you must have heard of his brother's name."

"His brother is Zhang Qian!"

"What, Zhang Qian! You said Zhang Qian's brother is dead?" Everyone exclaimed.

"Who is this thousand?" Lin Xuan pursed his lips unconsciously when he saw Chen Dazheng's expression of amazement.

"You started late, so I don't know, it's normal." Chen Dazheng sighed, "Zhang Qian is an inner sect disciple, and he is also a core figure in the Shenwei Group. His cultivation has reached the eighth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, and he is ranked among the inner sects. Among the top thirty influential figures on the list, almost all Xuantian Sect disciples have heard of his name."

"I didn't expect that his brother would die in the Taihang Mountains when he went out to do a mission. He probably would go on a rampage when he came back."

Lin Xuan nodded expressionlessly, but his heart sank. He did not expect that Zhang Bin's brother was so powerful, but he did not regret it. Even if he knew Zhang Bin's identity, he would still kill him.

At this time, I heard the disciple say again: "Many inner disciples of the Shenwei Regiment went to the Taihang Mountains. They found that Zhang Bin had many sword wounds on his body. Among them, his neck was obviously pierced by a long sword. Scars.”

"You mean he was killed first and then dismembered by the beast?" Everyone felt a little confused. Someone dared to kill Zhang Qian's younger brother. This was simply seeking death!

"Right now, everyone in the Divine Power Group is furious. They are discussing a solution. They will probably mobilize all their strength to find the murderer."

Lin Xuan sighed secretly, but he didn't expect to be seen out. He said hello to Chen Dazheng and left. His current situation was very dangerous, and the only thing he could do was to improve his strength as much as possible.

On his way back, Lin Xuan found that all the disciples were talking about this matter. He subconsciously clenched his fists and quickened his pace.

After returning to the room, Lin Xuan relaxed his guard and breathed out slowly.

After calming down, he opened the Thunder Sword Technique he had just exchanged and read it carefully word for word. If he could master this Thunder Sword Technique, his strength would be greatly improved.

The core essence of Thunder Sword Technique is just one word, quick!

What is the fastest between heaven and earth? lightning! What is the most violent? Thunder!

The Thunder Sword Technique combines the fastest speed with violent power. With one strike of the sword, the wind and thunder move!

Lin Xuan couldn't help but nod when he saw this. Indeed, the power of thunder and lightning is one of the most violent forces in the world. If this kind of power is incorporated into swordsmanship, the power is unimaginable.

Lin Xuan already had a preliminary understanding of Kuai Jian. His Flying Star move was very fast, but unfortunately it consumed too much spiritual energy.

"I wonder how fast this thunderous sword technique can be?" Lin Xuan had expectations in his heart.

He continued to look down, and at the back were the first three levels of moves, as well as a section of the Sword Technique. This sword technique is the core of a sword technique. Only by possessing the sword technique can the power of the sword technique be unleashed.

Lin Xuan became more and more fascinated as he watched. The contents of the Thunder Sword Technique broadened his horizons a lot. He now also understands why many people fail to practice it. Just a quick word cannot be practiced in a short time.

Just like Lin Xuan's Flying Star, it took three years of practice to achieve today's results.

Moreover, this thunderous sword technique must not only be fast, but also control the violent power.

"Have you finished reading?" The wine master's voice sounded, "Do you want me to give you some advice?"

Lin Xuan was still not used to the elusive voice of this drunkard uncle, but when he heard the word "pointing", his face was suddenly filled with smiles.

"Since this mysterious guy dares to call himself Jian Jue, he must have extraordinary attainments in the art of swordsmanship. With his guidance, his training speed must be greatly improved." Lin Xuan thought to himself.

"Uncle Drunkard, I really need your guidance!" Lin Xuan said with a smile.

"According to your character, you should first doubt and then reject." The wine man said in a sinister tone.

"Hey, if you don't take advantage of it, you are a bastard!"

After hearing this, the wine man laughed and said, "You, boy, suit my temper very well!"

But he quickly reacted and said displeased: "What did you just say, who is the drunkard?"

Lin Xuan was stunned, thinking that this guy was slow to react, but he praised: "You must have heard wrong, I said you are a sage in wine, a swordsman in men, you are always a swordsman in wine!"

"Yeah! I like hearing this." The wine master felt sour in his heart, and howled, "Xiao Xuanzi, I'm almost out of wine, get me some good wine."

Lin Xuan: "..."

"I want fine wine brewed from thousand-year-old spiritual fruit and soaked in ten-thousand-year-old fairy vines." The wine master began to make demands.

"You haven't woken up yet." Lin Xuan covered his head and said in pain, "I'm so poor that I don't even have a single spiritual stone. Where can I get you a thousand-year spiritual fruit?"

The wine master's lazy voice floated out: "I can't teach you, you can study it yourself. I wish you success!"

Lin Xuan: "..."

After a long time, Lin Xuan suddenly burst out: "Your uncle, I praise you as a wine and sword fairy. You really think you are a fairy! Believe it or not, I will kick you out right now!"

There was silence in the room, and the wine man didn't react at all.

"You're being cruel, I'll go find the spiritual fruit for you!" Lin Xuan gritted his teeth.