In the arena, Heiting still performed very steadily.

There is no way out. As Chaoge expected, it was the fifth level of the worst.

The first level of sword intention does not have natal magical powers, nor does it have sword domain, it only possesses incomparable surging spiritual power.

Of course, his ultra-low sense of presence and stealth ability have not been used yet.

Otherwise, carrying out a wave of powerful bombardment without any sound would actually be quite terrifying.

Although Lu Chaoge jokingly called his disciple the most useless great sword cultivator, in fact, in a life-and-death battle, the effects that Heiting could produce would not be bad.

This is a born assassin!

Compared with Heiting's stable hip-stretching performance, Luo Bing's strength was shocking.

After she wielded a sword energy in the second realm, the power of the sword energy was not inferior to that of Heiting!

How can this be!

How could someone with a mere second-level Dzogchen cultivation level be able to slash out such a terrifying sword!

This made Lu Dongli completely confused.

Just yesterday, Luo Bing was only a relatively good second-level practitioner. How come he had undergone earth-shaking changes after staying in the retreat room with his brother for a while?

Lu Chaoge looked at the sword and nodded slightly, expressing satisfaction.

He did not think that Luo Bing would be able to exert the combat power of the seventh realm after possessing the power of a magic altar in his body that was comparable to the seventh realm.

Just like two cars with full gas, it doesn't mean they will run equally fast.

When it comes to peeing, some people pee three feet into the wind, but you pee directly onto the tips of your shoes. This is the reason.

To have a power comparable to that of the fifth realm has greatly exceeded Lu Chaoge's expectations.

On the ring, Heiting and Luo Bing went back and forth, starting a competition that in the eyes of the Lu Chaoge brother and sister was comparable to a novice pecking each other.

At least after Heiting forcibly improved his cultivation level, he had a certain degree of understanding of the power of high levels, and then his sword intention took shape.

Like Luo Bing, who is in the second realm, he has just touched the threshold of Sword Intent and does not even have Sword Intent yet.

Their understanding of sword moves is also average, and neither of them possesses magical powers.

It’s just that great strength can produce miracles and great strength can produce miracles!

Don’t make your style too weird!

However, even so, killing someone in the fourth level is definitely easy.

Judging from the situation, Heiting undoubtedly has the upper hand.

He was already deliberately holding back, otherwise Luo Bing would be defeated within three moves. This was even if Heiting didn't use stealth and just stood there upright.

Lu Chaoge estimated that the power Luo Bing can currently unleash is almost equivalent to the mid-fifth realm of an ordinary practitioner.

But after ten moves, Luo Bing's condition became extremely bad.

Her skin is as fair as snow, and she is the woman with the fairest skin that Lu Chaoge has ever seen.

At this moment, his face was pale and he was obviously overwhelmed.

"Stop." Lu Chaoge said.

Heiting and Luo Bing stopped their hands obediently, and Lu Chaoge flew onto the ring and came to Luo Bing's side.

"Luo Bing, has the power in your body decreased during this process?" Lu Chaoge asked.

Luo Bing felt it for a moment, then nodded.

"As expected." Lu Chaoge said in his heart.

Although the power of these altars can give Luo Bing a brief burst of combat power, they are consumables.

Use a little less.

"You sit cross-legged here and meditate, try to see if you can absorb them and turn them into the power in your body." Lu Chaoge said again.

Luo Bing's current condition was not good and he urgently needed to adjust his breathing, so he immediately did so.

After about a stick of incense, she opened her beautiful eyes with a shocked look on her face.

"Sir... uncle, Luo Bing just tried it and found that if he just absorbed the power given by his uncle in his body, his cultivation speed would be more than three times as fast as usual!" Luo Bing was frightened.

Lu Chaoge nodded with satisfaction and showed an expression that was indeed the case again.

When this scene fell into the eyes of the two of them, they only thought: "Everything seems to be under the control of the master?"

But this is indeed in line with Lu Chaoge's conjecture.

This power of the altar can be used to transform and absorb on weekdays, which is more efficient than breathing out spiritual energy.

At the same time, at critical moments, amazing combat power can be unleashed to kill the enemy!

Luo Bing bowed and saluted Lu Chaoge, saying, "Thank you, uncle, for your blessing!"

Men, you should praise more, thank him more for his gifts, and say that everything he just gave you is great.

Luo Bing has understood this since he was a child.

Lu Chaoge waved his hand casually and said: "It doesn't matter, you will absorb it in the future, and don't be reluctant to use it when encountering a crisis. What I gave you today will be there in the future."

When these words fell into the ears of everyone, they were so shocked that they didn’t know what to say for a moment.

Luo Bing's focus fell on the sentence "Don't be reluctant to use it when encountering a crisis."

I just felt like something was melting in my heart.

This girl, who came from a humble background and had a little low self-esteem and never had too much expectations for Lu Chaoge, had already learned how to find some sweets by herself.

……..

……..

As the night progressed, Luo Bing and Heiting were ordered by Lu Chaoge to go back to the house to adjust their breath and meditate.

The brother and sister were walking side by side under the moonlight.

"What did brother do to Luo Bing today?" Lu Dongli looked up at Lu Chaoge and asked.

"It's nothing. It's just that on the way back to the sect, I followed Master Jianzun to destroy an altar of the Purple Moon Society. I relied on [Sword Realm Human Immortal] to strip away the power in the altar, and then used it to destroy the altar."

A burst of power was transmitted to Luo Bing's body." Lu Chaoge said.

The information in this paragraph made Lu Dongli stunned for a while.

This...isn't this nothing?

"My brother's sword domain can actually strip away power and then materialize?"

"Also, will this power be unstable?"

"Why can Luo Bing absorb the power of the altar?"

Lu Dongli asked a series of questions.

She is steady by nature and thinks twice before doing anything. She usually feels unsettled by such unheard of things.

Lu Chaoge, who had a system to guarantee it, didn't think so at all. He just waved his hand and said: "Xiao Lizi, don't worry when I do the work."

Lu Dongli lowered her head and muttered: "It's just because he's my brother that I'm even more worried."

"Huh?" Lu Chaoge raised his eyebrows and made a deep sound.

Lu Dongli quickly stood up on her tiptoes, quickly took a few steps away, and put a certain distance away from Lu Chaoge.

It can be seen that although the events that happened one after another made her feel a little depressed and heavy, and very insecure.

But at least her brother was by her side, which made her feel pretty good.

At this moment, Lu Dongli suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Lu Chaoge turned to look at her.

"Brother, Yang Shu is back." Lu Dongli said.

"Oh, how long has this kid been down the mountain, and he finally knows he's back?" Lu Chaoge smiled: "It's not bad to advance in cultivation."

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the male and female voice of Yang Shu came from outside the gate of Momen Mountain.

"Momen disciple Yang Shu, return to the sect!"

………

………

Qingzhou, the endless sea.

On a huge rock on the coast, an old man with a broken leg has been sitting here in meditation for three days.

There are restrictions set up by the old man around the area, so no one else can enter.

In the past three days, the villagers of the fishing village passed by this place and looked at the old man's back from a distance, only to realize that the irritable old man in the village, who had disabled legs and lived alone, and only knitted straw sandals all day long, was actually a swordsman!

The villagers and village women discussed this matter a lot.
To be continued...