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After it was destroyed, it would be erected!

All of Shaoqing's tendons and veins were broken. At this time, he had thoroughly comprehended the third level of the Concept of Demon.

His meridians began to reconstruct and reconnect.

He wasn't even afraid of his meridians being torn apart. How could Xiao Qing, who had reconstructed them, care!

Enjoying the beauty of the gradually increasing power, Shaoqing felt so comfortable that she wanted to howl.

The reconstruction of his meridians was completed, and the Demon Immortal Sword successfully acknowledged him as its master.

Shaoqing felt that this control, the world is for me!

Relying on that control and the fact that it came from the same source, Shaoqing instantly comprehended the second level Concept of Sword and Shield.

His strength had risen explosively!

He already had an initial mastery over the sword. His sword and shield offensive concepts were both comprehended at the second level of the Concept, while his demon was at the third level. Not only that, his usage was extremely ingenious as well.

Now, there was only the final step. Fuse together and create a move that suited you.

However, before that, he had to test out his own strength.

"Master, I'm here again." Shaoqing said.

"You little brat, I, your master, might not be able to suppress you." The man said.

"However, come on!"

Since it was a quick sword, then it was a light sword.

Flash! However, due to the fact that both of them had ordinary control over the sword, it was cancelled out.

Flash! The Devil, the Dao Realm.

It attacked majestically, devilishly ? domineering and mighty!

Retreat and attack!

Shield! Defense. He had only opened the first layer of his defensive Concept.

He withstood the attack with great difficulty. He slashed several times with the first level Concept of the Sword of Attack, with the speed of light from the second level Concept of the Sword of Radiance, and even fused the first or second level Concept of the Sword of Extinction.

The Concept of Demon Dao had finally been released.

He instantly suppressed it. Retreat! It was a single strike, combining with the Dao of Devils, and a crafty attack that directly exploded out with the Blood Demon Sect's shield.

Not good, he quickly reacted. There was no other way, it was to attack and fight.

Magic, sword, double combo.

The man didn't care at all as he charged over.

Perhaps some attacks landed on his body, or perhaps they were all dodged by him.

Perhaps ?

Who knows!

However, he only knew that the man with the residual soul had rushed in front of Shaoqing and placed a sword that was in the shape of a sword on his neck.

He still lost. Shaoqing still lost.

This was the nth time that Shaoqing had lost, but he had never been more sure of his defeat than he was this time around. Even so, he had still lost.

"Think about where you lost. Your strength is very close to the current me." The man said.

He lost again. Even though his strength was very similar to his master's, he still lost, and it wasn't a slight defeat.

Where did he lose!

Shaoqing began to ponder. His combat skills, no, his own combat skills were about the same as his master's.

Fighting instinct, even if it was just a little bit more, the difference wouldn't be that big.

Think, think. It was precisely because after every battle that the Young Sovereign would always think about summing up the battle that his progress was so fast.

Closing his eyes, images of the battle appeared in his mind. It was more or less, well, okay.

Where did I lose!?

Suddenly, he thought of that scene. "Demon and sword, a double combo." The man didn't care at all as he charged over. Perhaps some attacks landed on his body, or perhaps they were all dodged by him. Perhaps ? Who knows! "He only knows that the man with the residual soul has rushed in front of Young Master Qing and placed his sword on his neck."

Yes, I am not as ruthless as Master, and my fighting style is not as desperate as his.

Muttering, could it be?

"That's right, how can a battle not get hurt? Don't always think that you are unharmed and can destroy the enemy, that's impossible. If you had that kind of thought, you would have paid even more, and even lost in battle. So, from the start, you have to exchange injuries for injuries, fighting for the advantage. It's fine if you are injured, but the important thing is that the enemy's injuries are heavier than yours. "

"Now that things have come to this point, you should figure it out for yourself!"

He swapped wounds for injuries, risked his life for his life. Right, only people who are not afraid of their spirit can overcome the strong with the weak.

As the saying went, "The strong are afraid of the strong, while the strong are afraid of the brothers. The brothers are afraid of the brothers who don't care about their lives". This was the principle.

You don't even want to live anymore, who would still dare to fight with you? If you weren't careful, you would have been dragged to the grave with me.

Thus, he had an imposing aura about him, even if he didn't care for his own life!

Generally speaking, if the difference in strength wasn't too great, this kind of imposing manner would definitely be able to help the master win.

I usually pay too much attention to defense. Every time I use a big move, I have to place a sword shield to defend. This way, I would waste a great amount of time to attack and the opponent would seize the initiative.

One had to know, attacking was the best defense. Otherwise, even if the opponent's attack couldn't break your defenses, the opponent had the rhythm under his control. Following his rhythm, his defenses would be broken sooner or later.

Defense, only in a certain death situation, had to be used with all of his strength.

Also, in battle, speed was required.

Right, speed.

For example, who could win against a eighth level sky striped leopard and a ninth level sky bear king!

The Bear King wasn't fast enough, so he could only wait for the Patterned Panther to attack. Only by seizing the opportunity would he be able to strike once or twice.

Its thick body became a meat shield, a meat target.

This was truly infuriating!

But as for the Patterned Panther, although its attack power was not great, its speed was extremely fast and the bear king was unable to keep up with its movements. If one strike wasn't enough, five, ten strikes would definitely be unbearable.

As such, he had to change his fighting style and increase his speed.

After that, the man with the broken soul did not give out any missions. It was just that Shaoqing had been suppressing his potential and was sweating profusely.

Running in the dense demonic energy was ten times, a hundred times more powerful than running in the outside world.

The pressure was so great that it was hard for people to breathe. However, Shaoqing was still practicing his speed here, surpassing himself time and time again, breaking through the limits of his strength.

Fortunately, Shaoqing had endured the test of the Demon God's Sword. His body's tendons and veins had been torn apart, and his internal organs had also become much stronger. This way, he would be able to resist the pressure of the demonic energy on his internal organs.

Otherwise, his internal organs would have exploded with a loud rumble like balloons in the sky under such high intensity training.

Every bit of increase in speed was a source of joy for Shaoqing. It was also an inspiration for him to continue training.

He used his life to cultivate, and would always break through after reaching his limit. After that, he would pant like a dead cow.

However, his handsome and emaciated face was filled with a happy smile.

The remnant soul man came out again, "Not bad, your speed is already very fast. The demon qi now is no longer of much use to your cultivation speed." So, you should get used to the control of the Demon God's Sword first! You should be strong by now. "

"Yes, Master." Shaoqing answered with a loud voice.

Sword! Contained within were countless Fiendgods and Fiendgods. Rain fell and blossomed, but the name was cold and dark.

The space of this sword was filled with anger and ice. It also had its own intelligence, perhaps even a weapon spirit of its own.

As he did so, the control over space around him became stronger, not to mention that this sword was mainly there to assist him in his demonic path!

Shaoqing could feel that his comprehension towards the demonic path had also become a little stronger. He had even stabilized his third level Concept. His foundation for breaking through too quickly was unstable.

Sword! It could defeat the foundations of the demonic path.