Chapter 6837 Seeking a Higher Level of Swordsmanship

Gradually, the whistling of sword moves in the room gradually subsided, and Chen Xuan stopped practicing. A trace of satisfaction appeared on his face, and his heart was full of new understandings of swordsmanship and expectations for future practice.

"The Vermillion Bird Swordsmanship still has infinite possibilities." He muttered in his heart. There is no end to practice, and his exploration of the sword path has become more exquisite and perfect with every comprehension.

In the practice place of Xinglong Sect, Chen Xuan is still concentrating on practicing the Vermillion Bird Swordsmanship. The sword light in the room shines like sky fire, and every move and every style seems to contain a lot of power and talent.

However, at this time, an outer disciple appeared in Chen Xuan's sight. He was a new practitioner, with a confident look and brisk steps. This disciple walked towards Chen Xuan self-righteously, with a face full of confidence and publicity.

"Hey, isn't this Chen Xuan?" He said loudly, looking at Chen Xuan with a conceited look: "Seeing you practice the Vermillion Bird Sword Technique, it's a pity that some of your moves are still lacking in maturity."

Hearing this, Chen Xuan stopped his sword moves, frowned slightly, and cast an indifferent look at the conceited disciple. He didn't say anything, but just looked at him indifferently.

"Don't look at me as just an outer disciple, but my understanding of the sword is far beyond yours." The disciple continued to say, arrogantly, as if trying to show Chen Xuan his ability.

Chen Xuan still remained calm and indifferent. He was not touched by these arrogant words. He knew that his cultivation and understanding were not affected by the disciple's boasting.

"If you want, I can give you some advice." The disciple's words were full of confidence, as if his advice was enough to benefit Chen Xuan.

However, Chen Xuan remained silent. He did not respond to the words of the conceited disciple. He was rigorous in his attitude towards cultivation and was not interested in arrogance and pride.

"Are you so indifferent because of inferiority? Are you afraid to accept my teachings?" The disciple's words were full of contempt and disdain.

However, Chen Xuan remained unmoved, his eyes were still cold, as if he didn't care about the disciple's arrogance at all.

In this training place, the quiet atmosphere seemed to be destroyed by the words of the conceited disciple, but Chen Xuan remained indifferent and calm. He knew that cultivation could not make great progress by bluffing and arrogance.

"I look down on your attitude!" The disciple's words revealed dissatisfaction and uneasiness: "Do you think you can ignore others no matter how well you practice?"

Chen Xuan remained silent, his cold eyes seemed to be silently responding to the conceited disciple. He knew that his path of cultivation would not be affected by the words of others.

"I'm going to let you know today that arrogance comes at a price!" The disciple's tone was full of provocation and threats, as if he wanted to provoke a dispute with Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan finally spoke, his voice was calm and firm: "I don't like meaningless disputes, you'd better leave."

However, the disciple did not listen, he became more and more excited, as if driven by his inner dissatisfaction and inferiority, his figure trembled slightly, and his tone became more sharp: "You are a waste, unable to understand the true essence of the sword!"

Chen Xuan still remained calm, his eyes were still firm and peaceful, he was unwilling to waste time and energy on such occasions, he knew that practice lies in inner firmness and understanding, not in finding victory in verbal disputes.

"If you don't leave, then I can only let you see the end of arrogance and arrogance!" The disciple's voice revealed a hint of madness and provocation.

Chen Xuan frowned slightly, he did not respond immediately, but silently waited for the next move of the disciple, he did not want to get involved in meaningless disputes, but he would not compromise on his principles.

The disciple's eyes flashed with fanaticism. He suddenly took a step forward, and the sword in his hand flashed like a meteor, heading towards Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan frowned slightly. He did not attack immediately, but quietly waited for the opponent's attack. On the road of cultivation, he had learned to master calmness and coolness, knowing when to attack and when to wait.

As the light flew, the sword moves performed by the disciple were sharp and fierce, as if to cut the entire training place in half. However, Chen Xuan still stood there motionless, as if he didn't care about such an attack at all.

When the sword moves came, Chen Xuan suddenly attacked, and the sword in his hand flashed like a raging fire, instantly resisting the opponent's attack. His movements were as natural as flowing clouds, without any redundancy, revealing his profound sword skills.

Seeing this, the disciple did not stop, but became more excited, and his sword moves became more sharp, as if he wanted to defeat Chen Xuan. His figure flew in the room, the sword light burned like a sky fire, and the violent breath almost swallowed the entire place.

Gradually, the whistling of sword moves in the room gradually subsided, and Chen Xuan stopped practicing. He showed a trace of satisfaction on his face, and his heart was full of new understanding of swordsmanship and expectations for future practice.

"The Vermillion Bird Swordsmanship still has infinite possibilities." He muttered in his heart. There is no end to practice, and his exploration of the sword path has become more subtle and perfect with every comprehension.

In the practice place of Xinglong Sect, Chen Xuan is still concentrating on practicing the Vermillion Bird Swordsmanship. The sword light in the room shines like a sky fire, and every move and every style seems to contain a lot of power and talent.

However, at this time, an outer disciple appeared in Chen Xuan's sight. He was a new cultivator, with a confident expression and brisk steps. This disciple walked towards Chen Xuan self-righteously, with a face full of confidence and arrogance.

"Hey, isn't this Chen Xuan?" he said loudly, glancing at Chen Xuan arrogantly: "Looking at your practice of Suzaku Sword Technique, it's a pity that some of the moves still lack the firepower."

When Chen Xuan heard these words, he stopped the sword move in his hand, frowned slightly, and cast his indifferent eyes on this conceited disciple. He did not speak, but just looked at him indifferently.

"Even though I'm only an outer disciple, my understanding of the way of swordsmanship is much better than yours." The disciple continued with an arrogant tone, as if he was trying to show Chen Xuan his abilities.

Chen Xuan remained calm and indifferent. He was not touched by these arrogant words. He knew that his cultivation and understanding would not be affected by this disciple's rhetoric.

"If you are willing, I can give you some advice." The disciple's words were full of confidence, as if his advice was enough to benefit Chen Xuan a lot.

However, Chen Xuan remained silent. He did not respond to the words of this arrogant disciple. His attitude towards practice was rigorous, and he was not interested in arrogance and arrogance.

"Are you so indifferent because you have low self-esteem? Are you afraid of accepting my teachings?" This disciple's words were full of contempt and disdain.

However, Chen Xuan remained unmoved, his eyes remained cold, as if he didn't care at all about his disciple's arrogance.

In this training place, the quiet atmosphere seemed to be destroyed by the words of this conceited disciple. However, Chen Xuan still remained indifferent and calm. He knew that great progress in cultivation could not be achieved by relying on bluff and conceitedness. of.

"I look down on your attitude!" The disciple's words revealed dissatisfaction and uneasiness: "Do you think that no matter how good you are in cultivation, you can ignore others?"

Chen Xuan remained silent, and his cold eyes seemed to be silently responding to this conceited disciple. He knew that his path of cultivation would not be affected by other people's words.

"I'm going to let you know today that you have to pay the price for being arrogant!" The disciple's tone was full of provocation and threats, as if he wanted to provoke a dispute with Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan finally spoke, his voice calm and firm: "I don't like unnecessary disputes, you'd better leave."

However, this disciple did not listen. He became more and more agitated, seemingly driven by his inner dissatisfaction and inferiority. His body trembled slightly and his tone became even sharper: "You are just a waste, unable to understand the essence of the true way of swordsmanship." !”

Chen Xuan still remained calm, and his eyes remained firm and peaceful. He was unwilling to waste time and energy on such an occasion. He knew that cultivation lies in inner firmness and understanding, rather than seeking victory in verbal battles.

"If you don't leave, I can only show you the consequences of arrogance and arrogance!" There was a hint of madness and provocation in the disciple's voice.

Chen Xuan frowned slightly. He did not respond immediately, but silently waited for the disciple's next move. He did not want to get involved in meaningless disputes, but he would not compromise on his principles.

The disciple's eyes flashed with fanaticism, and he suddenly took a step forward. The sword in his hand shone brightly and flew towards Chen Xuan's tool like a shooting star.

Chen Xuan frowned slightly. He did not take action immediately, but quietly waited for the opponent's attack. On the path of practice, he had learned to master calmness and calmness, and knew when to take action and when to wait.

As the light danced, the sword move performed by the disciple was sharp and sharp, and the sword was extremely powerful, as if it was going to cut the entire training place in half. However, Chen Xuan still stood motionless, as if he was not immune to such an attack. Don't care at all.

When the sword move came, Chen Xuan suddenly took action. The sword light in his hand flashed like a raging fire, and he instantly resisted the opponent's attack. His movements were as natural as flowing clouds, without any superfluity, revealing his profound strength. Basic skills in swordsmanship.

The disciple did not stop when he saw this, but became even more excited. His sword moves were even sharper, as if he was going to defeat Chen Xuan. His figure was flying in the room, the sword light was burning like heavenly fire, and the violent aura almost destroyed the entire place. Devour.