Chapter 649: Good Sword

I saw that Feng Yun was holding the knife and dancing more and more urgently, the blade was even a line, the knife was as consistent, no longer sharp but more and more rounded. Then not only Xiao Hei, who had been looking up, but even Ding Li, who had distracting thoughts, sensed that something was wrong.

At the beginning, Feng Yun used a sword to block the sword and dismantle the move with a move, but at this time, it became a sword that moved with the sword, and a sword broke the sword, which means that Ding Li's own sword move was actually used by Feng Yun at this moment! The essence of Ding Li's ascetic life's "change" is now being used by Feng Yunyong as a way to break his swordsmanship!

Ding Li's swordsmanship, one move after another, and thousands of sword moves wait for each other after one move, although the sword shadow is like a long river, but none of the moves are in vain, and one of them is in calamity! But it is precisely because of this that one move will turn against you, and ten thousand moves will collapse yourself!

So after a while, Ding Li only felt that his sword intent seemed to be poking into the quagmire, and it was difficult to move an inch in his sword qi! There is such a ridiculous thing in the world! Qi is his qi, meaning is his will, and his move is also his move, but in the end, his sword intent was swept away from the sword qi?

However, Ding Li also figured everything through in a moment, at this moment, he and Feng Yun were no longer a contest of true yuan, and it was also a contest of intentions and moves. When he was distracted by distractions before, Feng Yun was devoted to the knife, indulged in the knife, sublimated in the knife, and did not need to read the knife law books, his tricks were already natural, and it can even be said that Feng Yun has now found an epiphany in the knife!

Examples similar to Feng Yun are not uncommon in the history of Jiuzhou, and even Feiluo Sword Mountain has a clear record, but it is precisely because of seeing the precedent that Ding Li is even more resentful in his heart, because the vast majority of people who can have such an epiphany are sword geniuses!

In the cultivation world, qualification is definitely the most important thing for a practitioner, and the foundation of the muscles and veins is only the most straightforward and best discerning part of the qualification, and the other part is not something that can be simply discovered. Just like in the Great Dao, there are avenues that are clear at a glance such as the Avenue of the Five Elements, and there are also avenues that are difficult to reach at a glance such as life and death, virtual and real, and need to be pondered to comprehend, and Kendo is also one of the latter!

The movement of Feng Yun and Ding Li in the battle is not too big, and it is far away from the central battlefield, so there are not many people who pay attention, but not much does not mean that there is none.

"How good it would be if this son was a disciple of my Purple Radiance Sword Sect!"

Hearing this, the ghost old man laughed, it was not the first time he had heard such words, but every time he heard it from other people's mouths, he felt extremely comfortable, and even the body made by Lingmu became a little more lively, because no one knew that such an apprentice was not what he was looking for, but picked up!

Back then, he sneaked into the Shenglei Zhenren Cave Mansion, originally for a spiritual tree of Shenglei Zhenren, but who expected to save a future apprentice! After he finished his retreat, he was still worried about how to get Feng Yun from the Lingtai Sect, but he didn't expect Feng Yun to take the initiative to escape from the Lingtai Sect, although he was an outcast, but it really saved him a lot of hard work.

You must know that such a good embryo is what any sect dreams of, and if you want to give it to others, you have to pay a great price. Even if Lingtai Sect doesn't know the goods, once he comes to the door, this pearl of the sea will have to see the light.

"If the old man wants to say, it would be a waste for Feng Yun to go to your Purple Radiance Sword Sect." The ghost old man was in a very good mood, and his voice couldn't help but tremble.

"What do you mean? With a martial arts genius like this, the entire Jiuzhou is afraid that it will only be considered subservient to my Purple Radiance Sword Sect and Heavenly Sword Sect. ”

However, the ghost old man turned a blind eye to the arrogance in the conversation, and said with a smile: "Wrong, wrong, that kid is not a martial arts genius." ”

"Huh?"

"It's all providential! When the old man first saw this son, this son was enlightened in a desperate situation, but he was only one breath away from death, and the old man was just passing by and was attracted by his breath, and guess what I saw? ”

"What?"

"At that time, he was losing both qi and blood, wandering outside the world, and death had already appeared, but only the back of his brain was full of bright light!"

“…… Light in the back of the head? Moham! ”

Seeing that the other party was shocked, the ghost old man immediately smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, it's that Mo Fei." The facts also proved that the old man did not look away, the sword method, the formation method, the thunder method, and the Dao method of life and death, none of which stumped him, so the old man said that it would be a waste for Feng Yunruo to go to your Zihui Sword Sect. ”

Martial arts? Too narrow!

"......" was silent for a while, and then he heard the man sigh again, "The great wisdom of the world appears in the mind of the divine light, like a star, like a bright sun, which can shine through all the darkness of the world, and its light is called the light of wisdom." I thought it was just an ancient anecdote, but I didn't expect that there really was such a thing in the world. ”

After hearing this, the ghost old man also said with a sigh: "The old man often thinks that if this disciple could be born a thousand years early, no, even if he was born a hundred years early, Jiuzhou might not be in such a situation." "Such a character, less than Jiazi is already so wonderful, if he is given a hundred years, heaven and earth should have a different scene.

However, the man shook his head and replied: "It is often heard that the times create heroes, even if they are as wise as immortals, ruthless, righteous and brave, it is difficult to become a great weapon, perhaps it is in such a world of great controversy that Feng Yun and the daughters of the Nangong family will be born." ”

For this, the ghost old man can't deny it, because the facts are in front of him, in fact, not only Feng Yun and Nangong Jiao'er, but also the group of children of their generation should not be underestimated, not to mention the Gu Yulong, who was even more famous in the early years, even Shang Jun, Mo Lu, Xiao Qi and others have grown up much faster than their predecessors, even Zhong Gang, Zhou Jinwen and others, who are slightly older than them, are a little inferior to them.

Young talent is a symbol of the times.

……

Back to the battlefield.

Ding Li gasped, although the sword move was used by Feng Yun, but after all, it was his sword qi, and after losing his true yuan concentration, of course the sword qi was immobile and collapsed. However, not letting Feng Yun take advantage of it doesn't mean that he will be comfortable, not to mention that the sword stabbed into the air, the sword intent was forced back, and the feeling was not as simple as being aggrieved.

I only saw that there were bloodshots in Ding Li's eyes, his face was a little pale, his breath was heavy and his face was tired, and he didn't know that he thought he had just come back from some hard work.

Suddenly there was no opponent, and Feng Yun, who was still unsatisfied, had to get out of his enlightenment, and then raised his eyes to look at Ding Li. He smiled, his face was still that old, even his waist became a little rickety, at this moment he seemed to be older, but his eyes were bright, and he could even be said to exude vitality, which seemed to form two extremes with his physical appearance.

Looking at the smiling face that seemed to have more than enough and even some expectation, Ding Li was angry, he was also a generation of Tianjiao, but now he is nothing in front of Feng Yun and Nangong Jiao'er, could it be that he has practiced for hundreds of years in vain? However, the resentment in his heart was quickly balanced.

As long as he saw Feng Yun's old and dying appearance, his unwillingness seemed to be nothing, so he soon laughed, and at the same time said in his heart: "Laugh, laugh, the old man has lived longer than you, and he will laugh longer than you!" ”

"Look at you like this, you can't even lift the knife, right? Without this knife, how much ability do you have left now? Ding Li couldn't help but laugh loudly. Feng Yun's previous sword intent showed that he still hadn't succumbed to the death qi devouring his body, and in this case, attacking the heart was the best policy.

Hearing this, Feng Yun sighed helplessly: "The truth is not what you think, you don't need to worry if you can lift the knife or not, if you want to know my ability, you can continue to try." ”

The more indifferent Feng Yun became, the more Ding Li affirmed his conjecture, because compared to Feng Yun's words, he obviously believed in his eyes more! Since the other party's old state is not fake, and the dead air on his body is not fake, then what he said must be fake!

Ding Li's smile gradually became gloomy, and at the same time, he let out a oozing laugh. Seeing this, Feng Yun knew that the other party still didn't believe him, so he had to turn his head and give Xiao Hei a helpless look.

Xiao Hei glanced at him, and saw that he still had the heart to tease the old guy opposite, so he immediately lay down and continued to lick/paw, and the sand and rocks on the battlefield messed up all the hair on his body.

"Look for death!"

Seeing that Feng Yun was hostile to him, he still dared to get distracted, he scolded in a low voice, and then moved his sword again, this time, he was ready to completely let Feng Yun go to see the king of Hades!

Just watch him bite the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the sword, and then pinched his luck. A moment later, the essence blood soaked into the sword in Ding Li's hand suddenly burst out with an amazing aura, so the atmosphere in the entire arena suddenly became throbbing, only to see Ding Li swing the sword and soar, leaving countless afterimages in the air, as if they were substance, and these afterimages were not born at random, they were actually a subtle sword move!

Immediately afterwards, Ding Li, who had risen to the extreme, shouted: "Luo Tian Sword Style!" ”

This move is the most mellow move that Ding Li has cultivated, not to mention that it is difficult to crack, and the power is even more extraordinary!

In an instant, in Feng Yun's gaze, the remnants of Ding Li's sword moves actually evolved again, and there were more and more, just one could not breathe, and there were hundreds of Ding Li's figures as far as his eyes could see, and it was really a Luo Tian of his own when they gathered together! And although all of them are Ding Li, the sword moves they use are different, and the sword light dances, as if there are thousands of Ding Li making moves at the same time!

Then one Ding Li moved, and thousands of Ding Li also killed it together! From its agile figure, Feng Yun knew that the repetition of the old technique would not work, if it was just a succession of thousands of sword moves before, but now it is a combination of thousands of sets of sword techniques! One move and one style can naturally be blocked, but how can hundreds or thousands of sets of swordsmanship be completely taken by one person and one sword?

This is what the chief elder of Feiluo Sword Mountain can really do! Hundreds of years of hard cultivation, a thousand swordsmanship in mind, and ten thousand sword moves, this is not the accumulation of Feng Yun and Nangong Jiao'er in just a few years, this Luo Tian sword style is the proof of Ding Li's life!

"Ha, good sword!"

Thousands of Ding Li came out together, but Feng Yun couldn't help but exclaim, even Xiao Hei, who was about to rush to the rescue, couldn't help but stumble, this person really didn't mean it?

:。 :

Vertex Address:

Mobile: Thank you for your collection!