I'm so invincible

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No one will dislike the hot hand of the hole card.

"As far as I know, you are practicing martial arts with swords and swords!"

Tang Juechen stared at Tang Xuandao.

As a strong quasi-emperor, he naturally knew that Tang Xuan's sword intent broke out and shattered the top floor of the Martial Dao Pavilion with one move.

"Yes!"

Tang Xuan nodded.

Tang Juechen went on to say: "My Falling Sky Slashing Star Jue is driven by the momentum of the sword, just getting started requires the momentum of the Dzogchen sword! I'm afraid you..."

He didn't finish, but the meaning was clear.

Tang Xuan has no sword intent!

He doesn't even know the sword intent, no matter how talented he is, it is absolutely impossible to cultivate into the Falling Sky Slashing Star Art.

"So... I don't teach you, it's not because I'm hiding something, but because I don't want to delay your practice!"

Tang Juechen smiled slightly.

"Martial arts need to focus on nothing but to move forward. Ordinary geniuses can only practice one kind of martial art!"

"As for talents like you, although the two martial arts will be a little distracting, I believe you can handle them well!"

"Three ways of martial arts...that's impossible!"

Even the innate talent of a peerless genius cannot support the three martial arts.

At least Tang Juechen thought no one could do it.

Throughout the ages, there has been no such precedent.

Tang Xuan pondered for a moment.

He also knew that Tang Juechen rejected him out of concern.

But is Tang Xuan an ordinary person?

"Sword intent? It's not too difficult!"

A confident smile appeared on the corner of Tang Xuan's mouth.

"I want to ask the Eighth Patriarch to ask, but I don't know if the Eighth Patriarch can agree!"

Tang Juechen smiled slightly.

"It's okay to say something!"

He has a very good sense of Tang Xuan.

First of all, he is the Tang family and the son of Tang Xiaoyao.

Secondly, today Tang Xuan shocked the crowd, showing the face of the Tang family greatly.

How could it be possible that such a gifted and amazingly talented disciple could not be cultivated well.

That kind of routine for ridicule.

It is impossible to appear at all.

Tang Xuan said word by word: "I want to ask the Eighth Patriarch to release the sword intent and let me understand it!"

"what……"

Tang Juechen was stunned.

What the hell is this?

Let yourself release the sword intent to let him comprehend.

This is too much fun!

"It shouldn't delay the Eighth Patriarch for long!"

Tang Xuan pondered for a moment and said, "One day at most!"

"One day? Comprehend the sword intent? Are you serious?"

Tang Juechen's eyes became extremely weird.

No matter how talented a genius is, he would not dare to say the words to comprehend the sword intent one day.

Is it possible to comprehend this thing if you want to comprehend it?

Martial arts artistic conception is different from natural artistic conception.

What matters more is fit.

Some people are born with a sword body, and they learn swordsmanship by leaps and bounds.

But if he is asked to learn a sword, he is even worse than ordinary warriors.

It may not be possible to get started in ten or eight years.

It's so cruel, it has nothing to do with hard work.

Tang Xuan was able to show his talent in both martial arts with palm and sword, and he was already a peerless genius.

Now he has extended his palm to the Dao of the Blade.

This is no longer arrogance!

But ignorance!

"Tang Xuan!"

Tang Juechen's face darkened slightly.

"I can release the sword intent, but...is it worth wasting time like this?"

His words were already very polite.

If it were someone else, Tang Juechen would have slapped him and sent him flying.

Do you have that much free time?

Spend a day with you!

It's just that Tang Xuan is too amazing today.

It also made Tang Juechen's temper a little more tolerant.

Tang Xuan smiled easily.

"I still like the Falling Sky Slashing Star Art, it's too domineering! And the Eighth Patriarch also hopes that this move can be carried forward!"

"This... ok!"

Tang Juechen nodded helplessly.

His pupils flickered slightly.

boom!

Within a radius of ten feet, the air pressure suddenly sank.

Tang Xuan's muscles tensed instantly, and an extremely dangerous feeling spread throughout his body.

Although it is only the most basic sword intent, it is unreasonably thick.

It's hard to imagine that someone's sword intent can be so strong.

Compared with his own Dzogchen sword power, it is not much better.

Tang Juechen has retreated for a hundred years, even if he only uses the power of the sword intent, there are not many people who can fight against him in a difficult situation.

"If you can't bear it, you can speak out!"

Tang Juechen said lightly.

He intentionally taught Tang Xuan a lesson, so he released the sword intent that was almost the limit Tang Xuan could bear.

"Hehe, it's fun like this!"

A flash of fighting intent flashed in Tang Xuan's eyes.

He directly opened the body of origin, letting the sword intent run through his body.

The sharp sword intent raged through the meridians.

A wave of tearing pain kept coming.

Tang Xuan remained indifferent.

Not only did he not stop the saber intent from raging, but he absorbed it even more violently.

After surviving the first wave of saber intent attacks.

Part of the sword intent slowly melted into his body.