In the martial arts stadium, He An silently stared at Jinse who was closing his eyes. As Jinse's Zhuanghe Pill swallowed, the mysterious aura began to emerge.

The movement in the martial arts venue also made Chen Zheng, who was sitting in the prison hall, suddenly closed his eyes.

His figure flashed out of the hall.

The Wu brothers looked at each other, thought for a while, and followed.

As for performance, nothing is wrong, how can it be called performance?

Follow up quickly. If you can help, it is the right way to show off.

However, the Wu brothers followed and came to the martial arts venue. Looking at the two large and small figures in the martial arts venue, their pupils shrank slightly.

But seeing that Chen Zheng did not move, the Wu brothers looked at each other without moving, but looked silently.

Especially when the little girl's forehead was sweating profusely, how could the Wu brothers understand that this was breaking through the Zhuang River.

The body trembled slightly and had obvious severe pain, but the little girl's face did not change at all.

"...What a cruel little girl." The Wu family looked at each other, and their hearts were terrified. It was impossible for adults to have such patience. It is even rarer to have such patience at the age of ten.

But the little girl in front of her had a physical reaction, but her expression remained unchanged at all, which really made them look stern.

Chen Zheng also frowned slightly, looking at Jinse, his eyes even showed a hint of admiration. He was stronger than the Wu brothers and had also understood the true meaning. Looking at Jinse's situation, he didn't know why the pain he endured was actually the sword intent.

The sword intent enters the air.

Chen Zheng glanced at it with a stern look in his eyes.

He An also frowned slightly. Looking at Jinse like this, what he was most worried about was still happening.

"Jinse, give up if you don't work." He An spoke softly, but Jinse seemed to turn a deaf ear.

The tremor of his body became stronger and stronger, and the cold sweat on his forehead was like water, but Jinse's expression remained unchanged at all, as if it was not his own body at all, which made He An's brows tighter.

But looking at Jinse's disregardless paranoia, it is impossible for He An to interrupt now.

Miscalculated.

He An was worried and sighed softly.

"Lu Zhu, go and take all the healing pills."

He An's eyes sternly, he glanced at Jinse helplessly, and turned to look at Lu Zhu.

To be honest, he is not a person who is willing to take risks, but Jinse is like this, and he can't forcefully interrupt, which may lead to worse results.

After He An's instructions, Lu Zhu hurriedly turned around and left.

He An was silently watching Jinse's changes, fearing that any bad changes would occur.

Looking at Jinse's cold sweat, He An was helpless. He didn't ask Jinse's past, nor did he dare to ask, for fear of stimulating this girl who doesn't like to talk.

But he never expected that Jinse would be so paranoid.

Jinse's body trembled, obviously suffering severe pain.

Fortunately, as time went by, Jinse's body trembled a little weakened, which made He An's spirit refreshed.

After a while, He An suddenly found that there was a trace of black air coming out of Jinse's body.

Although this black air gave He An a bad feeling, it was dead, nothingness, and it destroyed everything.

But looking at Jinse's changes, He An's eyes lit up.

"Is this done?" He An whispered, and his heart relaxed slightly.

The black aura that was revealed from Jinse's body contained a strong destructive sword intent, which means that Jinse successfully used the sword intent to enter the qi, and the sword intent merged into the qi.

For a quarter of an hour, Jinse's black-looking Jie Mao moved slightly, slowly opened her eyes, glanced at He An, and then looked down at the sword on her knees.

In an instant, he pointed his hand and the sword flew up like lightning. As Jinse's hand waved, the sword was completely controlled like Jinse's hand.

The sword hovered beside it, Jinse jumped, stepped onto the long sword directly, and stood firmly on the sword.

"Jinse, come down first..." He An looked at Jinse like this, his eyes were slightly excited, but he shouted in a hurry.

This was the first skill he created. Although it has not been perfected yet, Jinse has obviously done it now.

And it is not as simple as the first level. As the sword intent enters the energy, this is the second level. Using the mind to control the sword. Although the second level is not very perfect, there is obviously a perfect foundation now.

In this world, although he can't feel strange now, the thing about swordsmanship is something in his memory.

However, He An's words were like a signal. Jinse, who was originally standing on the long sword, suddenly seemed to lose control and stood directly in the air and fell from the sky.

He An reacted very quickly, took one step and immediately hugged Jinse who fell from the sharp sword.

He An looked at Jinse's trembling body, and his face remained unchanged. He didn't know what to say about this will.

"Class leader, healing medicine..."

At this time, Lu Zhu also hurriedly walked back and handed over several bottles of elixirs.

He An opened the pill and sniffed it. He immediately took out one of the pills, opened Jinse's teeth, and melted in his mouth.

After a pill was taken down, Jinse's body twitched and had a buffer.

Although there was still cold sweat on Jinse's forehead, her face was quite detailed. I wonder if it was He An's illusion, but there was a faint smile on the corner of Jinse's mouth.

He An looked down at Jinse, then looked up at the people coming in front of him.

"Let's go away." He An also calmed down as he looked at Jinse, whose body was twitching and lowered.

He said something, hugged Jinse and jumped up.

And He An's departure seemed to be like he was talking.

He Jindong looked at He An's back with scorching eyes.

Thinking of Jinse, who was stepping on the long sword, his eyes showed yearning.

The sword is sailing on the wind, and the devil is eliminated from the world.

That is the existence he really yearns for.

"Xiao Jindong, what kind of martial arts is the clan leader teaching you?" Chen Zheng was a little curious. After all, this martial arts looked extraordinary at first glance, especially the black aura that naturally emitted.

With the taste of destruction of everything, this is the true meaning. Even if he has never seen such a martial art in the Yuanjian Sect.

"The He family's sword control technique is a technique specially created by the patriarch for our He family." He Jindong's face showed a look of pride.

"Then you have to work hard." Chen Zheng was not surprised at all about the creation technique. After all, He Weidao's sword moves were created.

Not to mention a practice method.

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