Chapter 6837 Seeking a higher realm of swordsmanship

Gradually, the whizzing 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 filled with a new understanding of swordsmanship and expectations for future practice.

"Suzaku swordsmanship still has infinite possibilities." He thought silently in his heart. There is no end to practice, and his exploration of the way of the sword becomes more subtle and perfect with each realization.

In the training place of Xinglong Sect, Chen Xuan was still concentrating on practicing the Vermillion Bird Sword Technique. The sword light in the room shone like heavenly fire, and every move seemed 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 would be 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 sharper: "You are just a waste, unable to understand the essence of the true 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 road 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 about 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.

Gradually, the whizzing 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 filled with a novel understanding of swordsmanship and expectations for future practice.

"Suzaku swordsmanship still has infinite possibilities." He thought silently in his heart. There is no end to practice, and his exploration of the way of the sword becomes more subtle and perfect with each realization.

In the training place of Xinglong Sect, Chen Xuan was still concentrating on practicing the Vermillion Bird Sword Technique. The sword light in the room shone like heavenly fire, and every move seemed 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 would be 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 sharper: "You are just a waste, unable to understand the essence of the true 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 fire, and he instantly resisted the opponent's attack. His movements were as natural as flowing clouds, without any extraneousness, 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 about 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.