Chapter 10 Xiao Chen: Black-robed God of Slaughter, what kind of nickname is this?

"Junior Sister Liu, are you mistaken? How could he be that waste Xiao Chen?"

When a male disciple heard the three words "Senior Brother Xiao", an inexplicable rage rose in his heart.

He was a pursuer of Liu Yue'er, and he didn't like it before that Liu Yue'er had always been by Xiao Chen's side.

When the news of Xiao Chen becoming a waste came out earlier, he had been happy for a long time.

Moreover, he also asked several fellow disciples who had a good relationship with him to make things difficult for Xiao Chen.

He had originally thought that after Xiao Chen became a waste, Liu Yue'er would abandon Xiao Chen. Unexpectedly, this woman still remembered Xiao Chen.

This time when he came out for training, he planned to take this opportunity to get closer to Liu Yue'er.

Never expected to encounter that wretched guy Hua Junzi and make him lose all face.

The disciples of the Wen Dao Academy on the side also chimed in one after another, "Junior Sister Liu, Senior Brother Tang is right. How could that person be Xiao Chen?"

Even Feng Qinqin, Liu Yue'er's best friend, also said, "Yue'er, are you too concerned about Senior Brother Xiao? Not to mention that Senior Brother Xiao has lost all his cultivation. Even if he still has cultivation, it is impossible for him to swing such a sword."

This immediately got the approval of many people.

Tang Feng said, "That's right. Xiao Chen has not comprehended the sword will at all, and it is even more impossible to use that sword."

Liu Yue'er didn't argue with everyone and said indifferently, "I just said it casually. Everyone, let's practice our skills to heal our wounds first, so as not to be taken advantage of by others."

Only then did everyone react and start to practice to get rid of the sleeping powder in their bodies.

Liu Yue'er picked up the sword in her hand to protect everyone, and the figure just now was still in her mind.

I will definitely not be mistaken. He must be Senior Brother Xiao, but why didn't Senior Brother Xiao talk to me?

Not far away, Xiao Chen was quietly protecting Liu Yue'er and others.

He didn't recognize Liu Yue'er earlier because he had his own considerations.

It was not that he didn't believe in Liu Yue'er, but he didn't believe in the people who traveled with Liu Yue'er.

If these guys knew that he was Xiao Chen, then the matter of his recovery of cultivation would soon spread throughout the Wen Dao Academy.

At that time, he would definitely not be able to achieve an astonishing effect in the Outer Courtyard Competition, and he couldn't win glory for the Miscellaneous Dao Courtyard and the master.

This setback made him mature a lot. Not only in his mind, but also in all aspects of his actions, he became more stable.

In the evening, Liu Yue'er and others recovered almost.

Only then did Xiao Chen leave and continue to train in the Yunmeng Swamp.

One month later.

The black-robed God of Slaughter became famous on the periphery of Yunmeng Swamp.

All the cultivators who trained in Yunmeng Swamp knew that a masked sword cultivator in a black cape was very powerful.

He had only comprehended the sword will with the cultivation of the Dao Foundation Realm.

Whether it was the monster beasts or the evil cultivators of the Dao Foundation Realm or the True Destiny Realm, none of them were a match for his single sword.

Countless people wanted to inquire about the origin of this black-robed God of Slaughter, but unfortunately no one had ever seen his true face.

Moreover, no one had seen him use the second sword. The first sword seen was only the swing sword style in the basic swordsmanship.

Early this morning, just as the sun was rising.

Xiao Chen, who was meditating and cultivating, slowly opened his eyes, and the aura on his body also soared.

The dew on his hair and clothes was all evaporated instantly by the cultivation he emitted from his body at this moment.

After Xiao Chen stabilized his aura, he stood up and muttered to himself,

"I've reached the second realm of the Dao Foundation. Sure enough, fighting is the best way to improve cultivation. Unfortunately, I can't continue to train in the Yunmeng Swamp.

At this speed, I can regain my peak state of cultivation within one year.

But the second realm of the Dao Foundation is enough. It's time to return to the Wen Dao Academy."

He packed up and left the periphery of the Yunmeng Swamp with a full harvest.

...

In the Miscellaneous Dao Courtyard.

Chu Feng was immersed in a sweet dream on the couch, and suddenly a familiar mechanical voice came from his mind.

"Detected that the host's eldest disciple Xiao Chen broke through a minor realm, and the host obtained a tenfold reward: one year of cultivation."

Chu Feng didn't notice this voice at all, but just turned over and continued to sleep.

When he woke up, he found that the cultivation in his body seemed to have increased a little bit.

"Huh... I just slept and my cultivation actually increased?"

Chu Feng muttered and didn't think much about it, preparing to start a new day of idleness.

"I don't know when Xiao Chen will come back."

Achoo!

Xiao Chen, who was far away in the Misty Swamp, sneezed. He rubbed his nose and felt the warm sunshine, thinking in his heart:

Why did I suddenly sneeze? The weather isn't cold at all!

Xiao Chen was confused, but still quickened his pace.

A few days later, he safely returned to the Wen Dao City.

As soon as he entered the city, Xiao Chen felt dozens of gazes staring at him, and he could also hear the discussions of these guys.

But Xiao Chen didn't listen to what these guys were discussing at all and subconsciously quickened his pace.

When Xiao Chen entered the Thousand Machines Pavilion, a startled cry suddenly came from the crowd.

"Look, it's the black-robed God of Slaughter!"

"Damn, it really is him."

"Why is he also in the Wen Dao City? Could he be a disciple of the Wen Dao Academy?"

"..."

??

Xiao Chen had a black expression on his face and looked at the person with a puzzled expression.

Black-robed God of Slaughter, what kind of nickname is this? I'm the chief disciple of the Miscellanea courtyard of the Wen Dao Academy, and you gave me this title?

Just with one look, the crowd immediately quieted down.

Although there were many cultivators in the Thousand Machines Pavilion, most of them were at the Dao Foundation Realm and the True Destiny Realm.

They didn't dare to provoke this god of death.

Xiao Chen also didn't mean to go up and ask questions, and directly went to the place to submit the task.

He took Hua Junzi's head out of the opponent's storage bag and placed it on the table.

"This is Hua Junzi's head."

"Is there any other thing to prove his identity?"

The receiving girl asked.

Xiao Chen placed Hua Junzi's storage bag on the table: "The things inside can prove it."

The girl then used her spiritual sense to open the storage bag, and when she saw the bellyband inside, her face immediately turned red.

"Esteemed guest, Hua Junzi's identity has been confirmed. I will give you the task reward now."

Sizzle...

The people in the hall couldn't help but gasp when they saw this scene.

Although they had heard of the title of the Black-robed God of Slaughter, they never expected that this Black-robed God of Slaughter was so powerful.

Even Hua Junzi, such a difficult guy, died at his hands.

How strong is this Black-robed God of Slaughter exactly.

After Xiao Chen received the task reward, he directly put these things into his storage bag.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xiao Chen left the Thousand Machines Pavilion.

He didn't return to the Wen Dao Academy immediately. His current appearance was too eye-catching.

If he went back like this, it would definitely cause a sensation.

So Xiao Chen randomly found an inn to stay.

The next night, Xiao Chen changed his appearance and left the inn, returning to the Wen Dao Academy quietly...