Chapter 290: The Peerless Swordsman (An extra chapter for the leader “Dan Mo Lan Xin”!)
Wang Xuan was inhaling and exhaling the essence of heaven and earth, with a fist-sized black cat under his feet. Driven by the power of his creation, Heitan's body continued to evolve, his cultivation increased rapidly, and he had already condensed a demonic aura.

In another month, it might be able to form a demon pill and become a demon fairy. However, its will and control over its own power is very weak. Without that kind of deep connection and perception, it cannot comprehend many things. After its cultivation is forced to the level of Earth Fairy, it may never hope to make any further progress in its lifetime.

“Your future is limited by your will and understanding. I can possess the body of a cat and gain insights for you, pushing you to the realm of incarnation or even the realm of Dharmakaya. Unfortunately, that is my practice, not your achievement.

Besides, I will not adopt that approach, the cost is too high, and it takes up too much of my energy and resources.”

Wang Xuan knew that Heitan could understand. He had given it everything and was its creator, but its will belonged to him.

"Meow." Black Charcoal's mental waves transmitted information, begging Wang Xuan for mercy and allowing it to reach a higher realm. If it stayed in one realm for its entire life without any channels or possibilities for advancement, it would go crazy.

“Only after you digest the cultivation you have, can you use this treasure to reach a higher realm. Others can advance through practice, and so can you,” Wang Xuan said.

But Heitan tried, and the progress of his own practice was so slow that it was unimaginable. It was difficult for him to take a single step forward in a hundred years. There was no hope for him to make a breakthrough with his own abilities in this lifetime. This was the limitation of his aptitude and understanding.

Heitan remained silent. It knew that Wang Xuan's will was difficult to change, but it longed for more resources and hoped that Wang Xuan could continue to help it break through the realm.

"Practice well." Wang Xuan touched Heitan's cat head, but he clearly felt that anger and resentment had already arisen in the heart of this cat demon.

Because Wang Xuan had the ability but did not help it, his own desires made its thoughts grow outward and it was difficult to suppress.

But it didn't know that everything was under Wang Xuan's control, and even the changes in its mind were under Wang Xuan's observation.

Hongze practiced the martial arts taught by Professor Wang Xuan and made rapid progress, ten times faster than the average cultivator, which made Wang Xuan very satisfied.

A disciple with good comprehension makes the master worry less, Wang Xuan makes He Fang worry less, and the same is true for Hong Ze. As for whether the disciple can surpass the master, no one knows, but as a master, both He Fang and Wang Xuan are dedicated and responsible.

Looking at Hongze's simple possessions, Wang Xuan asked, "Aze, you are lacking a handy weapon. If you have any ideas, you can tell Master."

Hongze follows him on weekdays, practicing Buddhism wholeheartedly. Chunshui takes care of his food and clothing, so his treatment is naturally not bad, but he does not have much assets, so he does not have the spare money to indulge himself.

Hongze understood what his master meant to give him a weapon. His breathing changed slightly. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Disciple prefers a sword blade. It can be heavier."

The weapons used by monks are varied. The conventional ones include knives, swords, sticks, halberds, spears, etc. As for the unconventional ones, there are belts, boxing gloves, flying needles, etc.

Wang Xuan nodded, and three earth-grade heavenly swords appeared in his hand, for Hongze to choose from. Hongze weighed it carefully and chose a four-foot long sword. After injecting internal force, the weight continued to increase.

"I'll also give you a rope to tie up immortals, a flying knife, and a piece of protective armor." Wang Xuan was not stingy and immediately gave the four treasures to Hongze.

When he accepted him as his disciple, he was afraid that he would become arrogant after becoming rich, so he gave Hongze some time to calm down. These gifts could be considered as making up for the gift of accepting him as a disciple.

"Teacher's kindness is too great for a disciple to repay!" Hongze bowed very low. If Wang Xuan didn't dislike kneeling, he would have probably prostrated himself on the ground. In his opinion, a teacher should be treated like a father and he respected his teacher very much.

"No problem." Wang Xuan waved his hand and gave Hongze some top-grade elixirs, including ten super-grade ones, and said, "You are my disciple, you don't need to thank me for these."

Of course, Hongze didn't know that his master, as an alchemist, was much richer than he imagined and had never lacked resources for cultivation. The things he gave him were just a drop in the bucket.

An elephant-sized white rabbit was eating grass. Unlike the charcoal, the white rabbit had a pure mind. In its eyes, the current life was simply heaven and every day was a happy time.

Compared to black cats, the Shuishui sisters prefer white rabbits, and so does Nvhe. White rabbits are docile and obedient, and easier to obey, unlike black cats which are like people in cat skin.

Feeding this big white rabbit and teasing it as a pet is the happiest thing for the girls.

The martial arts gym is bustling with activity. Under the guidance of the instructors, the students practice hard, seizing every minute to become stronger.

The affection between master and disciple, the joy of the girl and the bustle of the martial arts hall, the three scenes are connected into a picture scroll, which seems very harmonious, until a sword light cuts through the sky in the picture scroll.

"Lei Duzun, the third generation true disciple of Tianjian Mountain, is willing to fight with fellow Taoists! Who is the strongest in the same realm? Only weapons and blood can determine the winner!"

Lei Duzun spoke loudly, and everyone within a ten-mile radius could hear it clearly. His mellow voice carried a slight chill. Millions of sword energies were running rampant around him, forming an inaccessible sword domain around him.

Countless people heard this shout, so Wang Xuan responded naturally. Hong Ze looked puzzled and turned to look at his master.

The strongest in the same realm, does that refer to the master?

Wang Xuan looked up and knew through sensing that this was the man who had been kicked off the throne of the strongest person in the same realm by him. He was obviously unwilling to accept this and came to challenge him.

The same is true for the demon-subduing Arhat of Baoguang Temple. He is young and hot-blooded, and naturally unwilling to admit defeat. He insists on banging his head against the wall.

Wang Xuan walked in the air. There were clearly no steps in the void, but he went up step by step. Soon he stood at a height of 100 meters, with his hands behind his back.

"I am Wang Xuan, a third-generation disciple of Xianwu Mountain. If you want to fight, I will grant your wish." Wang Xuan said lightly, without any aura, standing still in front of Lei Duzun's sharp sword.

Having said this, the two did not say anything more. One was a martial artist, and the other was a swordsman. Both were powerful men in the world. The Qi around them was so strong that it affected the air within a thousand meters and changed the celestial phenomena in a small area.

They flew higher and higher like Chang'e flying to the moon, reaching a height of ten thousand meters. Wang Xuan was dressed in casual clothes, white and green, like a gentle person. Lei Duzun was dressed in tight clothes, with a fierce and frightening momentum.

There was no so-called testing. The two knew that each other's strength was definitely not a fake and could not be easily resolved.

"Let me gauge your physique!" Lei Duzun's sword was not unsheathed, but his body was a sharp sword, stabbing towards Wang Xuan, with the sword's sharpness gathered in his palm.

Even if there is a mountain in front of him, he can easily pierce it, and even an interstellar spaceship can be torn apart. "Divine Elephant Calming the Sea!"

Wang Xuan used the fist style of the Divine Elephant Golden Bell, his body glowed with a faint golden light, and layer upon layer of golden scales covered his skin, so fine that they looked like lines.

Although this punch did not utilize the Green Lotus Golden Elixir, it also utilized 80% of the strength of the physical body, stimulating full physical power.

In an instant, a fist and a palm collided, and endless sword light raged, thunder roared, and golden light flashed.

In the blink of an eye, the air within a radius of one kilometer was completely emptied, forming a vacuum that was completely filled with chaotic energy.

The contact lasted only a moment before the two quickly separated, several miles apart, still staring at each other.

Wang Xuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said calmly: "Your physique is comparable to that of a peak earthly immortal, your body protection skills are good, and your strength is also worth seeing."

His fist was still as smooth as jade, without any damage.

Lei Duzun, however, felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. His palms trembled slightly, his knuckles cracked, and a red blood line gradually shrank.

"Your physique is far superior to mine. It's hard to imagine how you trained it." He was the strongest in the God Transformation stage not long ago. In terms of each aspect individually, he may not be the strongest, but he is at least among the top few.

However, Wang Xuan was far superior to him in physique, which was an extremely terrifying thing, and it seemed that the other party did not use any magic power to enhance his health.

“I have seen your physique, let me see your cultivation level.” Chaos churned in Wang Xuan’s dantian, powerful magic power emerged from the Green Lotus Golden Pill, and a fist mark with a diameter of hundreds of meters roared out.

Lei Ting shouted: "Good job!"

The sword at his waist flew out, and with one thrust of the sword, a thousand-meter-long green dragon circled and rushed towards the huge fist mark in the front.

boom!
At this moment, the heaven and earth were silent. The colliding Azure Dragon and the fist print exploded instantly, but returned to their original state after the explosion. The two collided again and again, destroying each other.

After a dozen breaths, the blue dragon and the fist print both disappeared.

The difference between the two people's cultivation levels did not seem to be that big. Wang Xuan was confident that he had more mana than the other person, but the quality of their mana was similar, so the comparison in this regard could only be considered a draw.

"Good!" Lei Duzun cheered for having such an opponent. Opponents can become friends and make progress together. Unlike enemies, they only want the other party to die and don't care about other things.

“Tianjian Mountain gave birth to a sword immortal. I, Lei Duzun, consider myself the best in swordsmanship and unrivalled in the realm of spiritual transformation. It is my achievements in swordsmanship that have given me extraordinary combat power.

My fighting power is much stronger than it is now with the help of swordsmanship. I am willing to test your immortal martial arts with swordsmanship!"

Lei Duzun said to Zheng Zhong with a very serious expression. He was sincere in swordsmanship, and one sword could break thousands of laws in the world. The sharpness of swordsmanship, the lethality that burst out in an instant was unimaginable, and it was a weapon for killing.

As the sword comes out, the sky and the earth change color.

A purple electric light instantly rushed in front of Wang Xuan, and its speed was as fast as that of a great swordsman. It was really as fast as lightning.

"Then I will satisfy you!" Before speaking, Wang Xuan mobilized the power of creation and slapped out with one palm to form the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram, instantly intercepting the purple electric light.

The sword intent of the natal flying sword nurtured by Lei Duzun can cut through mountains and rivers. It rushes with the power of thunder, and its sharpness seems to be able to destroy everything.

The constantly rotating Yin-Yang diagram did not stop the natal flying sword. The sharp edge was hard to resist and pierced it directly. But after passing through the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram, the mana and sword intent on the natal flying sword were all decomposed and dispersed under the influence of the power of creation, turning into a pile of loose sand.

Wang Xuan stretched out his right hand and pinched his index and middle fingers. After a sharp squeak, Lei Duzun's natal flying sword had already stopped between Wang Xuan's fingers.

"What's the matter?" Wang Xuan's sharp eyes fell on Lei Duzun's face, only to see that the other party looked shocked, and then showed a dejected look.

Keng!
Wang Xuan flicked his finger, and the flying sword flew out and fell into Lei Ting's hand again.

In the competition of cultivation, Lei Duzun was defeated. He lost to the magic power of creation cultivated by Wang Xuan's self-created skills. Wang Xuan's understanding of the way of creation was really profound to a certain level.

"The sword is supreme? I was defeated by your sword. How can my sword be supreme?" Lei Ting sighed blankly. The belief he had held for so many years was shattered in one day.

He already knew that he was no match for Wang Xuan, and that the sword he just used was almost his strongest, but Wang Xuan did not use his full strength.

Wang Xuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Your sword is pretty good, but you are still far from being the best swordsman, because you never asked about my sword!"

Although he did not see the sword, Lei Duzun heard the sound of the sword being unsheathed, like a dragon's roar or a whistle, arrogant and looking down on the world.

Then came the sound of the sword returning to its sheath with a click, as if the sword had completed its mission as soon as it was unsheathed, with a calm tone, as if it was picking up a flower effortlessly.

Lei Duzun stared at the space around him but found no trace. Just as he suspected that Wang Xuan was playing tricks, a strand of black hair fell down from above his eyebrow.

At this moment, his heart seemed to be grasped by someone, and he was completely dazed and stood there in a daze. He was stunned and said, "How is this possible?"

"Go back, don't waste your time staying in the Spiritual Transformation Realm."

Wang Xuan's figure has disappeared, leaving only his voice echoing here.

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