I Have A Bunch Of Saint Apprentices

The guards of the Shen Royal Sect were dumbfounded when they felt the pain coming from the tiger's mouth.    

Although they had not used their full strength.    

It was not enough to force a young man at the peak of the Vajra Realm to retreat with a single sword attack, right?    

Furthermore, the peak of the Vajra Realm had been suppressed to such a level, yet he could still use a flying sword?    

They had never heard of such a powerful sword cultivator in this small space.    

"None of you can defeat me. Hurry up and go back and report it," Shen Jun said indifferently as he withdrew his flying sword.    

Although the guards had attacked first, this was still their responsibility.    

In fact, they were the subordinates of their second disciple. It was not good to kill them so casually.    

Seeing Shen Jun's hands behind his back, a flying sword floated beside him.    

He looked superior.    

The guards were both angry and helpless.    

Although they had only exchanged blows once, the guards were sure.    

This sword cultivator's strength was probably above theirs.    

Not to mention that he had such a huge team behind him.    

However, as sword cultivators and sword cultivators of the Shen Royal Sect, how could they retreat?    

So what if they could not defeat him?    

They would go all out and fight to the death!    

The guards did not even look at each other before they pulled back their battle formation.    

He was determined to fight Shen Jun to the end.    

However, just as they were about to make a move again...    

A deep male voice came from behind them.    

"All of you, back off. I'll deal with him."    

Shen Jun looked back.    

He saw a dark-skinned man with a tall figure. At a glance, he estimated that he was at least two meters tall.    

His body was also extremely sturdy. His muscles were so strong that they almost broke his armor.    

A large nine-ringed saber was strapped to his waist, and his pair of eyes were staring at Shen Jun.    

"Second Master, this person's strength cannot be underestimated. Please be careful!"    

The moment the dark-skinned man appeared, the guards immediately put away their sabers and bowed respectfully.    

"I understand. All of you, back off." The dark-skinned man spoke in a muffled voice and chased the guards away.    

Shen Jun looked at the dark-skinned man curiously.    

This man was at least two and a half meters tall, right?    

He was even taller than Yao Ming. Did this guy grow up eating hormones?    

Also, what was the name of the Second Master?    

No matter what, it was the name of the teacher. Why did it sound like a bandit village?    

"Hey?! Isn't this person the legendary Lu Neng?"    

"Shen Royal Sect's Second Master, who else could it be other than him?"    

"I remember that Lu Neng fought with that lunatic. The two of them fought for seven days and seven nights, and they lost more than 90 rounds."    

"Finally, he was convinced by the beating, and that blade cultivator madman also admired his perseverance. The two of them came to an agreement and became the second-in-command of the Shen Royal Sect."    

"A mysterious sword cultivator youth and the second-in-command of the blade cultivators of the Shen Royal Sect. Today, this is going to be interesting."    

"You can see through them? Lu Neng has already unsealed his cultivation to the peak of the Meditation Stage. The two of them are two whole small realms away!"    

At this moment, many of the onlookers recognized the black-faced man.    

Hearing the discussions around him, Shen Jun was immediately interested.    

To be able to fight with his second disciple for seven days and seven nights, his skills must not be too bad.    

Furthermore, this tall and sturdy man with long arms and legs was indeed a good seedling for training in the blade.    

After raising so many disciples, Shen Jun naturally had a good eye for talent.    

With just a glance, he could roughly see the other party's talent.    

This man named Lu Neng indeed had some talent. No wonder he could be the second-in-command of his second disciple.    

He walked in front of Shen Jun with large strides. Lu Neng placed one hand on the hilt of the saber at his waist, and pointed at Shen Jun with the other hand.    

He said in a loud voice, "That sword attack of yours just now was indeed not bad."    

"I won't use my cultivation to suppress you."    

"I will suppress my cultivation to the peak of the Diamond Stage to fight with you. If you can withstand sixty moves, I will bring you to see the Sect Master."    

Lu Neng was very confident in his own abilities.    

In the same realm, other than that Sect Master, no one could last ten rounds under his hands.    

The Dao of the sword cultivator was like the sword in his hand.    

Pressing forward!    

Every slash was a life and death struggle, and it was peerless!    

If the opponent dodged, he would slash again.    

If the opponent attacked, he would trade his life for his opponent's life.    

If the opponent blocked, he would hack the weapon and the enemy into two halves!    

From Shen Jun, Lu Neng could also keenly smell a hint of danger.    

Although he did not know what mission this guy had in the outside world, he could clearly sense it.    

This young man was definitely not an ordinary person.    

Moreover, he seemed to be a sword cultivator.    

Lu Neng was very excited to be able to exchange blows with such an opponent!    

"Overload? Hahahahaha!"    

Hearing that, Shen Jun laughed out loud and said in a clear voice, "If you want to fight, I will accompany you. But don't overload."    

"You lost too quickly, and I don't want to be too bored."    

Good fellow!    

Everyone present immediately called him a good fellow.    

Did he eat a few doses of the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard?    

Everyone knew that.    

The hundred weapons in the world all had their own strengths.    

The sword was the king of the hundred weapons.    

The saber was the overlord of the hundred weapons.    

If the two cultivations were at the same level, it might not be easy to determine the winner.    

However, if there was even the slightest difference in cultivation, it would definitely be one-sided!    

How could the king and overlord coexist in the world?    

Lu Neng had the demeanor to be arrogant. He took the initiative to lower his cultivation level to fight with you.    

But you, on the other hand, looked down on him!    

After being suppressed by two entire cultivation levels, what was the point of being arrogant?    

The difference between the peak of Meditation Stage and the peak of Diamond Stage was like an unarmed infant facing ten fully armed men.    

This kind of combat strength was not just arrogance.    

This was simply courting death!    

"You are really arrogant!" Lu Neng's eyes widened as he was extremely angry.    

He was not angry at Shen Jun's attitude.    

Although Lu Neng was not smart, he could still tell.    

The sword cultivator in front of him did not deliberately say such words to belittle him.    

He really felt that he was far inferior to him!    

That was the pride and confidence that came from the depths of his bones, the confidence that came from countless victories.    

Lu Neng believed in his instincts, but he also believed in his own strength.    

"In a battle of swords and sabers, you should enjoy yourself!"    

Lu Neng coldly snorted. A powerful saber intent suddenly appeared!    

The saber intent grew more and more exaggerated, but the fluctuations of his Spiritual Force became lower and lower.    

Peak of Meditation Stage.    

Peak of Heavenly Profound Stage.    

Finally, it stopped at the peak of Diamond Stage, and only then did it stop with the same cultivation level as Shen Jun.    

Seeing this, Shen Jun couldn't help but laugh.    

He was truly as honest as one could be.    

"Forget it, forget it. Since you have a good temperament, I'll give you some benefits."    

Shen Jun smiled and casually threw the flying sword to the side.    

Then, he waved his hand lightly. The long saber on the waist of the person behind him instantly flew over.    

Grabbing the hilt of the saber, Shen Jun waved it a few times casually and sighed with slight dissatisfaction.    

"What kind of broken saber is this?"    

"If you break it in a while, don't come and find me to compensate."