I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

Lu Xun curled his lips, turned around and left.

Su Ding's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he hurriedly caught up with Lu Xun.

The other disciples looked puzzled, and finally turned and left with complicated expressions.

"kill him!"

Lu Xun's figure suddenly disappeared in front of Su Ding, but a jade talisman fell into his hand.

"I will definitely not let Lu Zhenchuan down."

Su Ding bowed to the void from afar, clenched the jade talisman in his hand, turned and left.

"Lin Xuan, you deserve to die!"

The voice full of murderous intent remained in place.

A day later, eight outer disciples at the peak of blood refining and Su Ding left the Shenxiao Holy Land and went deep into Yanhui Mountain.

At this time, in Yanhui Mountain, Lin Xuan and Xiao Chen were standing in front of a waterfall.

After a night's rest, both of them had regained their spirits.

Xiao Chen was sitting cross-legged and practicing.

Lin Xuan was also practicing, but his consciousness was immersed in the Soul-Suppressing Tower.

"Practice the Divine Sky Blood Refining Technique first!"

It took Lin Xuan three years to fully master the Shenxiao Blood Refining Technique.

Then his mind moved, and the blood, energy and time in the blink of an eye were rapidly consumed.

Twenty years passed in a flash, and the blood in the blood pool, which was as thick as paste, became thin again, leaving only a shallow layer.

At this moment, Lin Xuan's realm also successfully broke through to the middle stage of blood refining.

The blood in the body is surging like a river, and traces of qi and blood are flowing out from every cell of the body and converging into the blood.

A terrifying power began to emerge in Lin Xuan's body, and his aura began to boil.

"What are you doing?"

Xiao Chen was awakened and looked at Lin Xuan in confusion.

The next moment, he opened his mouth wide, his eyes looking at someone as if he was looking at a monster.

"Middle stage of Blood Refining… You, you, you fucking… How the hell did you break through?"

Xiao Chen's exclamation was deafening.

Lin Xuan opened his eyes and glanced at him: "You are surprised by what you have seen!"

Without any explanation, Lin Xuan's mind moved, and he sank into the Soul-Calming Tower again, and then began to practice the Six Directions Palm.

A mid-level Xuan-level martial art, as long as it is practiced to perfection, is enough to bring Lin Xuan's current combat power to its fullest potential.

As long as one's cultivation is supported by blood and time, one's cultivation will improve rapidly.

But martial arts skills are not the same. They require a lot of time to polish and comprehend.

Lin Xuan's body has been useless for thousands of years, and his speed of understanding is extremely slow.

But he has plenty of time.

Eighty years passed in the blink of an eye, and the time stolen in the blink of an eye only left the last 22 years.

But at this moment, Lin Xuan's Liuhe Palm has already reached perfection.

As consciousness returned to the body, a flood of insights flooded my mind.

After eighty years of practice, everything has come naturally and has become muscle memory.

"Liuhe, collapse!"

Lin Xuan stood up, raised his hand and struck towards the void in front of him.

The terrifying palm force burst out, the air was blown up, and six streams of energy suddenly poured into the waterfall in front.

"Wow!"

The energy explodes and the waterfall is blocked!

"Oh my god, it's a monster!"

Xiao Chen was beside him, screaming in terror...

"This is the fucking Liuhe Palm? You just got the Liuhe Palm yesterday, and now you've...completed it?"

In front of the waterfall, Xiao Chen's mouth was so wide open that it seemed like it could fit an egg.

He stared at Lin Xuan, the shock in his heart beyond words.

At the beginning, Lin Xuan suddenly understood the basics of the sword moves, which shocked him beyond words.

But at that time, it couldn't be considered as seeing it with his own eyes, and he didn't even know whether Lin Xuan had already had an understanding of the sword's power.

After all, there are still many geniuses in this world.

At this moment, in front of him, Lin Xuan comprehended the Six Directions Palm, a mid-grade Xuan-level martial art that he had just acquired yesterday, to the great perfection level. This was much more shocking than seeing the prototype of Lin Xuan's sword skills.

"As expected, it's a success!"

Lin Xuan nodded, but he was not happy about Xiao Chen's shock.

After all, it took him eighty years to achieve this in the Soul-Calming Tower.

If we were to replace him with a disciple of first-class talent, it would not take more than eighty years.

One can only sigh that fortunately there is the Soul-Calming Tower, otherwise he would really be a fighter among wastes.