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"Stubborn fool!"

Just as Song Wu finished speaking, the furry lion Hou that had just jumped down immediately let out an angry roar, and its body immediately began to expand.

It was originally the size of a calf, but in the blink of an eye, it had grown to a size of several hundred meters. Its huge body seemed as if it could fill up the entire valley.

As a result, the curly-furred Lion Hou extended its claws that were already much larger than the skinny man's. It followed Song Wu's sword and smashed towards the skinny man.

"He's just a mottled dog, how dare he act so arrogantly in front of me?" The skinny man said coldly.

In an instant, the dragon-shaped iron rod that was originally nailed to his arm began to tremble continuously. In just a breath's time, it shot out and directly clashed with Song Wu's iron sword.

Then, with a bang, the iron sword and the dragon-shaped rod flew back, and the skinny man's arm reached out to grab the iron rod. Then, he directly smashed it towards the claw of the furry lion Hou.

At that time, when the furry lion Hou saw this, it couldn't help but let out a sound of fear. Its body couldn't help but want to retreat.

After all, even though it was a Demonic Beast of the commander level, it could still clearly remember that ten years ago, in front of the man in front of it, it was indeed just a mottled dog.

However, since the skinny man's iron rod had already been swung out, how could it easily dodge it?

With a "hong" sound, the furry lion Hou's body flew out. It had already been completely smashed into the stone wall, leaving behind a deep crater.

"Ahh, never would I have thought that ten years has passed and your strength still hasn't regressed yet. But do you know that if you don't tell me the secret today, even with your life, you wouldn't be able to wait until the next ten years?"

Do you really want to see the secret that you worked hard for a long time with that person buried in the ground with you all just like that? " Song Jue gripped the iron sword again and warned with a cold voice.

"Hehe, even if I die, I will never tell you bastards!" The skinny man said with a sneer, completely not putting Song Wu's words to heart.

At that time, Song Wu could only heavily lament. He originally wanted to kill the skinny man, but he finally couldn't lift up his sword, and directly supported the furry lion Hou with his hand, saying: "You risked your life for that secret, and you are not willing to tell me about it now, but I believe that there will be a day when you are willing to open your mouth!"

Song Wu didn't finish his words, he just turned around and left.

At that time, the skinny man seemed to have thought back to something from years ago. He brandished the metal rod in his hand like a mad man as he roared out in anger.

Finally, for some unknown reason, his face, which had long been covered by filth, was suddenly filled with tears!

As Chu Ling listened to the distant and faintly discernible hissing sounds, he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart how profound this man's cultivation was. To think that his voice could travel so far in the Valley of Wind Calamity, his strength must not be underestimated.

However, he only pondered for a short moment before throwing it to the back of his mind. However, he continued to walk towards the direction of the Valley of Gale and the spirit swords within his body continued to take shape. Currently, there were more than ninety of them in his body.

Chu Ling raised his head and swallowed the last Ancient Spirit Pill. Along the way, Chu Ling had already swallowed all the Ancient Spirit Pills he had refined before.

"This won't do. The wind tribulation here is far from enough. If I want to condense one hundred and eight spirit swords, I'll have to suppress them even more."

After Chu Ling finished speaking, he immediately advanced forward facing the wind tribulation, and after a full five kilometers, Chu Ling only felt that the sword in his hand was about to fall out of his hands after each collision, and the Spiritual Energy in his body was being suppressed to the point that it was about to curl into a ball.

However, Chu Ling's body looked like it was about to be ripped apart.

"No, the wind tribulation here is too cold, I have to think of a way to withstand it, otherwise, forget about condensing 108 spirit swords, maybe I can only crush the jade pendant and have the senior come to save me."

Chu Ling said with a bitter smile, then he no longer aimlessly waved the formless sword in his hand, but started to use his battle skill, causing the pressure on him to instantly lessen.

"As expected, it worked," Chu Ling said happily, and started to use his battle skill even more excitedly. It was only now that Chu Ling realized that the wind tribulation was not only able to help him condense spirit swords, it was also able to sharpen his battle skill, which could kill two birds with one stone.

"Right now, my strongest technique is the Raindrop Instantaneous Piercing Stone that I used with the help of the Raindrop Sword. However, even though that sword is extremely powerful, it can only deal with one person.

However, since it is called the Raindrop Sword, each drop is a drop of water, ten drops, a hundred drops, and a thousand drops should all be the same, so maybe I can give it a try. "

After Chu Ling finished speaking, he immediately divided the water droplets into hundreds or thousands of droplets according to what he had in mind and flew towards the wind tribulation that filled the sky, causing him to almost experience the pain of being chopped into thousands of pieces.

However, Chu Ling was not discouraged. Instead, he forcefully endured the wind tribulation and continued to try.

Maybe if he still did not comprehend it, his body would be blown into smithereens by the wind tribulation, or maybe it was because Chu Ling's perception was truly extraordinary, and after a thousand tries, the rain that filled the sky finally dispersed the wind tribulation, and ten spirit swords formed within Chu Ling's body in an instant, becoming a hundred spirit swords.

"From now on, this sword will be called Sword Rain for nine days!"

After Chu Ling finished speaking, his body once again stepped forward.

The sword rain might not be as powerful as a drop of water piercing a rock, but it was able to deal with the wind tribulation that seemed to fill the world.

And it was because of this that Chu Ling once again advanced seven kilometers, and the number of spirit swords in his body had finally reached one hundred and seven.

However, what made Chu Ling a little disappointed was that he had already reached the end of the Wind Calamity Valley and was currently standing atop a cliff. There was no path in front of him.

"No wonder that old man Song Zhiming told me to make it to the end. I reckon that he had already expected this, even if I were to reach the end, I might not even be able to condense the one hundred and eighth spirit sword. I simply wouldn't be able to reach the Perfection Stage."

Chu Ling revealed a bitter smile and said, he actually knew, that even if he did not reach the end, wanting to condense the one hundred and eighth spirit sword was his wishful thinking.

After all, there was still a flaw in the Heavenly Dao. How could he allow himself to reach the Great Perfection Stage so easily?

"Is he going to step into the Heaven Understanding Stage just like that?" Chu Ling muttered, but just as he finished, a hoarse voice sounded beside his ear.

"Song Wu, you are really impatient. Do you think that I have really reached the stage where I have to pass on my last words? How ridiculous!

However, since the people have already been sent, we might as well stay! "