Chapter 128: Accumulation of Sword Qi

Everyone gasped and looked at Shang Mingyu in horror.

In the crowd, Lan Bingye and Qin Yuhu were hiding quietly, watching the scene in front of them with pride.

"Nie Tian, ​​Nie Tian, ​​I never thought that this prince would try every means to kill you, but who knew you were so stupid that you actually killed yourself. After all, you are just a country bumpkin, and you probably haven't seen a practice room in your life. It's not a pity for a little scum to want to turn the world upside down!" Lan Bingye's mouth curled up sinisterly, and he was very proud in his heart.

In his eyes, Nie Tian was just a poor boy who jumped out of nowhere. He was too excited to enter the practice room for the first time, and ended up dying in it.

If it weren't in a public place at this moment, Lan Bingye would definitely laugh hysterically.

Qin Yuhu was also very happy. Who would have thought that Nie Tian would die in this way.

Everyone believed that Nie Tian had died in the practice room, and maybe even his body would stink.

In the practice room.

Of course, Nie Tian was still alive, and he was living very well.

After his strength was promoted to the seventh level of Yuan Ling, Nie Tian began to concentrate on carving the star soul.

It took him five days to finally carve out the Flame Demon Armor.

In the remaining time, Nie Tian was of course not idle, but busy carving the second page of star souls.

The star souls on the second page are obviously simpler than those on the third page, so it didn't take Nie Tian too much time to carve each star soul.

He spent three days and easily carved three star souls: Liuye Qisha, Niyuan Youren Blade, and Qinglong Arm.

Including the Flame Demon Armor, there are four star souls on Nie Tian's Chaos Coffin.

Four star souls are enough for Nie Tian to deal with any crisis.

When the time entered the tenth day, Nie Tian clearly felt that the gravity pressure became obvious.

"It is already a hundred times the gravity pressure, even the giant spirit realm warriors can hardly bear this kind of pressure. Fortunately, I have the Jinji Huangtian armor of the Nine Extremes War God Art, and there are 128 stars in my body to support it, otherwise even I can't bear such pressure." Nie Tian muttered to himself.

Hundred times the gravity pressure, this is the limit that Nie Tian can bear at present.

Although he is only at the seventh level of Yuanling now, his physique is comparable to that of a giant spirit realm warrior, and he is definitely an indestructible cockroach level.

"It's time to practice the proud sword art." In the practice room, Nie Tian stood up and felt a little uncomfortable breathing.

In the sword path, sword moves and sword techniques are completely based on the swordsman's comprehension, and the competition is the sword aptitude. So Nie Tian can easily cross the two realms of sword moves and sword techniques and directly enter the sword energy realm.

However, after entering the sword energy realm, the swordsman needs to use sword energy to cultivate the sword heart. This is a relatively slow and arduous process. Not only does it require the support of sword aptitude, but it also requires the sword energy to accumulate slowly. If the sword energy does not accumulate to a certain extent, the sword heart cannot be successfully cultivated.

Just like a seed sprouting, it is impossible to break through the ground without sufficient nutrition. Sword energy is the nutrition and soil needed to cultivate the sword heart.

In an environment of a hundred times gravity, the sword moves performed by Nie Tian became heavy and the speed was much slower.

However, under this extreme oppression, it is very helpful for the accumulation of sword energy.

Nie Tian can clearly feel that the sword energy in his dantian is becoming more and more dense.

There are two kinds of sword energy in his body, which is unprecedented. Even though Nie Tian in his previous life was already a sword master of the sword, he had never heard of any swordsman condensing two kinds of sword energy at the same time.

Two kinds of sword energy, one is the proud sword energy produced by the proud sword technique. The other is produced by the tenth Yuanmai Star Soul original stone.

Nie Tian called the second sword energy the Star Soul Sword Energy.

What surprised him most was that the proud sword energy and the star soul sword energy could be perfectly integrated, and the power after the fusion was far greater than the ordinary sword energy.

This is also the main reason why Nie Tian was able to destroy Shang Mingjie with one sword.

"The proud sword energy and the star soul sword energy, as long as I can make both sword energies reach the realm of the sword's mystery. Just relying on the sword strength, it is enough for me to travel across the heavens and the divine domain!" Nie Tian thought so in his heart, and couldn't help showing a comfortable smile on his face.

In his previous life, Nie Tian, ​​although he had already reached the realm of the sword's mystery. But there are also swordsmen in the heaven who can rival him.

Mo Qianjun, the Wuji Sword Saint, Jiuqiansheng, the Sword Emperor of the Western Regions, Dugu Ni, the Sword Evil of Dongchuan, Guihen, the Sword Slayer of the North Sea, and Nie Tian, ​​the Arrogant Sword of Morning and Dusk, are collectively known as the five peaks of the Heavenly Sword Dao. The sword skills of the first four are not inferior to Nie Tian.

But once Nie Tian achieves the mysteries of the two swords, he can steadily suppress these perverted guys.

After completing the three elementary moves of the Arrogant Sword Art, Nie Tian was already sweating profusely.

Under this hundred times gravity pressure, even he felt very uncomfortable.

"It's time to leave." Nie Tian put away the sword Juetian Zhan, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and prepared to leave the practice room.

At the same time, outside the practice room.

"Shang Mingyu, what are you doing?" Jin Ming's legs were crippled by Shang Mingyu, and Jin Dabao was furious. He roared, and his eyes almost spewed fire.

Shang Mingyu looked at Jin Dabao coldly, as if he remembered something, and said coldly: "Are you the eldest son of the Jin family?"

"So what?" Jin Dabao clenched his fists and almost fought with Shang Mingyu.

Jin Ming was a member of the Jin family after all, and he was crippled in public like this. Jin Dabao couldn't swallow this breath.

"What's your relationship with Nie Tian in there?" Shang Mingyu raised his eyebrows and asked coldly.

"Nie Tian is my boss." Jin Dabao shouted loudly: "I know you want to avenge Shang Mingjie. You wish my boss would die in the training room, right?"

"He destroyed my brother's sword energy. Damn it!" Shang Mingyu almost squeezed out the last two words from his teeth.

"Damn you!" Jin Dabao couldn't care about much anymore and cursed: "Are all the people in Shang Shang a shrinking bastard? Your brother is a waste. My boss destroyed his sword energy with one sword. You are a coward who can only use such a despicable method. If you have the ability, let my boss come out. I guarantee that you can't even take his sword!"

"Fatty! Shut up!" Shang Mingyu was scolded in public, and he was immediately furious. The sword energy in his body became more fierce, and the terrifying killing intent almost condensed into substance, suffocating.

"You told me to shut up, but I won't!" Jin Dabao was so angry that he refused to stop. He cursed even more arrogantly: "It's a pity that Shang Mingyu is known as the number one in the inner courtyard, but it turns out that you are a coward who can only use despicable means. Trash like you can only use some conspiracy means behind the scenes. If you fight my boss head-on, you will definitely be beaten so hard that you can't even pull up your pants."

"Ah--!" Shang Mingyu was completely enraged by Jin Dabao. He roared wildly, and the sword energy in his body was filled with terrifying murderous intent. He shouted: "Jin Dabao, you are looking for death!"

"Golden Sun Sword Art, One Yang Star Strike!" With a desperate roar, Shang Mingyu's long sword behind him clanged out of the sheath, pointing the sword at Jin Dabao, and a terrifying sword energy rolled out, attacking Jin Dabao's heart.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Jin Dabao was hit by the sword energy, and his fat body flew backwards. After hitting the ground heavily, he dragged a deep mark of five or six meters on the ground before stopping.