Eight Desolate Sword Emperor

Chapter 17
"Whirring whirring……"

Jiang Feng hastily cut off the connection with the spiritual space.

As soon as he woke up from the samadhi, Jiang Feng gasped for breath, his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, drenched in sweat.

Jiang Feng finally calmed down after a long time.

"Is that really the master of the blue demon - the first generation suzerain?"

After calming down, doubts flooded in, making Jiang Feng fall into deep thought.

Everything that happened just now was extremely real.

Once it was a beat slower and the sword light roared towards him, Jiang Feng's spirit sank, at least he became a living dead, and at worst, his soul flew away on the spot, and his body and dao perished.

"It actually entered someone else's mental space, and managed to escape, that's amazing!"

Just as Jiang Feng was thinking hard, Mo Tian's exclamation came from his mind.

Jiang Feng stretched his thoughts, and shouted into the void: "Sovereign, this disciple wants to go back and rest for a while."

Seeing this reaction, Luo Yuhua was not surprised, because the former core disciples were no better than Jiang Feng.

It just disappointed Luo Yuhua, and it seemed that Jiang Feng would not be able to perform a miracle.

"Okay, don't stay here any longer, let's go out first! Cang Yao Jue can't be practiced, and my Qinglan Academy also has superb profound skills. If you are willing to work hard and cultivate those kinds of profound skills, you can also become a strong person. "

While Luo Yuhua was speaking, he patted Jiang Yi on the shoulder, and the two of them turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the palace.

After leaving the palace, Jiang Feng returned to the core disciple peak alone.

It was already dark, Jiang Feng did not disturb anyone, packed up and saluted, and went to bed to rest.

The window was half open, and the solitary moon hung high on the top of the mountain, and the clear light was shining, reflecting in Jiang Feng's slightly trembling eyes.

……

Before I knew it, the sky was already bright.

Jiang Feng did not practice as usual, but opened the door
There are 36 core disciple peaks in total, with different names and shapes.

But every mountain peak is majestic and precipitous, soaring into the sky, like a sharp sword piercing the sky.

The martial arts peak is where the core disciples usually practice.

(End of this chapter)