Fantasy: Stealthily draw the sword 100,000 times, come out of the mountain and become a sword god
8 Seventh level of the Divine Sea! Barbarian Sword Sect’s Sword Maniac! Kneel and tip!

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"Can't even withstand a single blow."

On the Cliff of Reflection, Xu Tian withdrew his Heavenly Eye and shook his head. He also spat out these four words.

However, unlike Zhuang Mingzhu.

Zhuang Mingzhu was referring to Chen Feihong.

When Xu Tian said that she couldn't withstand a single blow, he was referring to Zhuang Mingzhu.

This so-called Heavenly Pride Saintess was just so-so.

Whether it was cultivation strength or sword realm, everything.

In Xu Tian's eyes, Zhuang Mingzhu was indeed vulnerable.

He was far too inferior to Xu Tian.

This was not Xu Tian being arrogant or deliberately belittling Zhuang Mingzhu to elevate himself. This was a serious and fair answer.

It was not an exaggeration.

"Phew, ignore them. He drew his sword! Become stronger!"

Retracting his thoughts, Xu Tian stood up and braced himself.

He pulled out the iron sword that was inserted into the ground and sheathed it.

Then, he held the hilt of the sword again and slowly unsheathed it, inch by inch.

The speed at which he drew his sword had slowed down.

It wasn't that he had stopped working hard or slacked off.

On the contrary, he was even more determined.

However, he realized that when he drew the sword, he had to focus his mind, energy, and spirit to the extreme. He had to use his Sword Heart to observe every inch of the sword as it was being pulled out of the sheath. Not only would the system reward him more when he pulled the sword out of the sheath this way, but he would also vaguely gain some new experiences.

For example, when he held the sword hilt, it was to gather momentum!

When the sword was pulled out an inch, it was pressure!

Completely pulling out the sword meant releasing it and so on!

The speed, technique, and position at which the sword was drawn would have different effects.

......

Spring left and autumn came.

In the blink of an eye, another half a year had passed in the Long River Sword Sect.

It had been almost a year since Xu Tian entered the Cliff of Reflection.

After the Great Competition of the Nine Peaks ended, the sect sent people to release Xu Tian.

However, Xu Tian refused.

It was quiet inside the Cliff of Reflection. It was perfect for him to draw his sword alone. Otherwise, it would be inconvenient if he were outside.

At this point, Xu Tian had completely rooted himself in the Reflection Cliff.

Peace returned to the Long River Sword Sect. Except for the top ten disciples who were preparing for the Eastern Barren Territory Sword Principle Meeting next year, the other disciples were living their lives as usual.

Gradually, everyone forgot about Xu Tian, who was imprisoned at the Cliff of Reflection.

Xu Tian became the person with the least presence in the Long River Sword Sect.

On the other hand, Reverend Zhao Ming would come to Xu Tian's place from time to time.

He didn't say anything and just sat on the top of the cliff.

This great sword cultivator, who was once at the Spirit Sea Realm, seemed to have aged dozens of years in the past half a year. His hair was white and he was only skin and bones. He looked like a dying lamp.

He probably didn't have much time left.

Xu Tian could only sigh.

Even the Sword Sect Master, who was at the half-step Golden Bridge realm, was helpless against such injuries.

What could he do?

......

Ding! Congratulations to the host for drawing the sword 1,000 times. Reward: A hundred years of cultivation!

The system's notification sounded in Xu Tian's mind.

Xu Tian wiped the sweat off his forehead, panting slightly.

However, his eyes were filled with joy.

"A hundred years of cultivation is enough for me to break through to the seventh level of the Divine Sea Realm! The seventh level of the Divine Sea was already the upper level of the Divine Sea, and his strength would have a qualitative leap!”

That's right, in this half a year, Xu Tian continued to advance by leaps and bounds, and his strength had increased again!

He had already reached the sixth level of the Divine Sea Realm from the third level of the Divine Sea Realm!

Calculating it, it was about two months to increase by one small realm!

If news of this speed spread to the outside world, it would definitely cause a huge uproar and make countless people dumbfounded.

" System, open your personal panel."

After muttering to himself, a transparent panel appeared in front of Xu Tian.

[Host: Xu Tian]

[Sect: Long River Sword Sect]

[Cultivation: Sixth Level of the Divine Sea Realm]

[Sword Dao Realm: Supreme Sword Heart]

[Weapon: Ordinary Iron Sword]

[Mystical Powers: Sword Qi Rolling Dragon Wall, Crescent Moon Sky Charge, Breath Holding Skill, Seven Heaven Trampling Steps, Heavenly Eye, Seventy-two Sword Techniques]

[Number of times to draw sword: 1,000 times]

Please draw your sword. The more times you draw your sword, the stronger you will be! Every time the host draws his sword a certain number of times, he will receive a system reward!

Nodding his head in satisfaction, Xu Tian put away the System Interface and muttered,""Absorb."

Boom!

In an instant, a hundred years of cultivation entered his body!

A powerful and violent force spread out from Xu Tian's body!

A storm of sword qi was stirred up in his dantian's Divine Sea!

If it wasn't for the Breath Holding Technique, the moment he broke through, there would be a natural phenomenon that would shake the surroundings!

After the time for an incense stick to burn.

Xu Tian slowly opened his eyes. A sharp and terrifying divine light flashed across his eyes!

At this moment, even if Xu Tian did not reveal any aura, his entire person was like a divine sword that tore through the endless night. No one dared to look at him directly!

Sharp, fierce, cold, and powerful!

Seventh Level of the Divine Sea, success!

.......

At the same time.

Outside the Long River Sword Sect.

A tall and muscular swordsman in black walked over slowly.

He carried a broadsword the size of a door on his back. His temples bulged, and his eyes sparkled.

He took a step and stood at the entrance of the Long River Sword Sect, saying in a clear voice,"

"Jian Kuang, a disciple of Barbaric Sword Mountain, has come to visit the Long River Sword Sect!”

Boom! Boom!

His voice was like rolling thunder, instantly shaking the entire Long River Sword Sect!

......

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