Su Wen shrank his hand and wiped the blood on the dragon's tongue with his cuffs, Rao is divine soldier could not withstand the layers of plasma wrapping, Xu Yiren stood as he did at the beginning, his hands overlapped on the hilt of the sword, and the long sword wrapped in layers of cloth was kept straight in the scabbard, but it was so calm that there was only a stick of incense, although it seemed impossible to challenge, it was also a good time for Su Wen to sharpen his sword heart and sword intent, he was indeed not suitable for sword practice, but who stipulated that if he couldn't practice the sword, he couldn't practice the sword.

"Does your sword have a name?" Su Wen asked, the book said that every swordsman has his own sword, Lu Xing has never let him see it, the senior brother obviously said that the other party has a scabbard with a sword, but he has never seen it once, so the person who comes out of the Tianshan Sword Pool should have his own sword!

"I'll tell you when it's unsheathed. Xu Yiren said softly, his sharpness was exposed, and his breath was more aggressive than the sword in his hand, and he was undoubtedly more worthy of the name of the sword leader than Lu Xing.

Su Wen nodded in response, he didn't know much about sword moves, so it was easy to find the three swords, but he didn't use the strongest sword as soon as he came up, whether it was sword momentum or sword intent, it needed to be gradual, but the first sword needed the firmest belief, and it was also the only sword intent that belonged to him.

It is a very ordinary sword posture, with both feet straddling back and forth, the left hand takes the scabbard around the waist, and the right hand holds the sword in the sheath, even if it is a person who has never practiced the sword, the posture of holding the sword for the first time in his mind is probably like this, but Xu Yiren nodded slightly, the light in his eyes became more and more hot, he was called the sword pool sword idiot because he only cared about things related to the sword, since he learned the sword at the age of three, he only had the sword in his life, and now he is over thirty years old and still has a competitive heart like a child, from the Tianshan Mountains all the way to the Northern Wei Dynasty dry sword mound, to confirm a strongest name。

A slight inaudible sound crossed the scabbard, and the starting style of the same ordinary sword, Su Wen's footsteps stepped forward, the sword in his hand inch by inch, the distance between the two was close, when the short sword was completely unsheathed, the distance between the two Su Wen stretched his arm just enough to make the sharpest blade of the dragon's tongue cut through Xu Yiren's neck, and there was always a sense of fit that could not be ignored in the plain and bland, just the right footsteps, just the right sword, and even the strong wind blowing made the speed of the sword reach the best, if there is a third person who sees this scene, it will feel like a painting, everything has been framed in the mind of the person who painted, and before the pen is put down, or the work has been completed, If you have to find a word to describe Su Wen's actions, it is the rules, and it is the self-knowledge in his heart.

"Good sword. Xu Yiren spit out two words without hesitation, and the third kind of sword intent made his eyes light up, and he even began to suspect in his heart, maybe the other party really only used a year, and such a person obviously should not be taught by Lu Xing, but himself, Xu Yiren who is proficient in the nine sword intent of the Tianshan Sword Pool.

The long sword was not unsheathed, and even the hand on it did not move, Xu Yiren just stepped back half a step more appropriately, and the sword intent that was diametrically opposed to the previous fierce momentum surged out, wrapping Su Wen's arm, as if a soft rope was wrapped around his arm, his movements stopped abruptly, and then pulled him to move up half an inch inexplicably, and then stabbed out a sword, but after stabbing this sword, Su Wen felt very comfortable, whether it was the operation of the meridians in the body or the access of the sword intent, it reached the extreme at that moment, and the other party was clearly teaching him how to make this sword。

Maintaining the last movement, the sword blade was only a little away from Xu Yiren, Su Wen thoughtfully put away the sword, and kept recalling the feeling of that moment in his mind, the sword blade stabbed out again, still only to that distance, repeatedly retracted the sword and took out the sword, Su Wen seemed to have forgotten that he was seeking life, but pondered the taste like an apprentice, until he finally integrated the sword, stood respectfully in place, and thanked him: "Thank you seniors for your advice." ”

"Your foundation is too bad, I just can't see anyone abuse such pure sword intent, so I can't talk about thanks, you still have two swords, if you are still so sloppy, I still have to kill you." Xu Yiren said unappreciatively.

"Come again. Su Wen retreated from a distance of ten zhang, flicked the dragon's tongue, and a buzzing sound suddenly rose, and at the same time a layer of light and shadow flowed on him, gradually staring, and the spiritual power around his body reversed, and there was a faint thunder arc shining in the space, as if a small white snake rose from under Su Wen's feet, and suddenly the abundant sword intent stirred the ground and shook out the rolling dust, and a hideous thunder beast roared out of the dust.

"Be careful. Su Wen actually opened his mouth to remind the other party, and in an instant, the thunder beast turned into a dazzling thunderbolt and exploded, like a torrent poured into the dragon's tongue, he stepped and ran, and a layer of figures stepped on the thunder sound and left, and Su Wen was still in place.

The thin ice covered the stalks of grass that had been scorched by the fire, the cold of the forest was like winter, Su Wen's face was as white as snow, there was thunder in front of him, and ice rays rose in the back, and two tornadoes of ice and snow flew, as if two snow dragons were staggered and twisted on both sides of it, and the second Su Wen held the power of the double dragon and chased the former.

Xu Yiren didn't care if this was a move or two, Ben Thunder Sword Intent and Bing Mang Sword Intent had taken it before, but at this moment it was another feeling, when the two sword intents were fused together, they could not be superimposed, the long sword under his hand quietly moved half an inch from the ground, and then pressed it heavily, with its feet as the center of the circle, a layer of air waves churned out, until it rushed out a foot away, the ground suddenly showed cracks, and more than cracks spread out, the entire space within a radius of three zhang was filled with his sword intent at the moment when the scabbard touched the ground, and Ben Lei Fa stepped into it, and the whole body was separated into Dao Dao Thunder Light in an instant, and then it was directly dispersed into a little light and shadow, but did not disperse, like a galaxy, the second Dharma body stepped on the foot to move forward a zhang, but it was only a zhang, from the sword to the hand holding the sword pieces of ice flowers fell off, every step forward was like the scorching sun above the head, the whole body finally rolled up after the limit of the snow of a thousand layers of snow into the air, the sword intent was magnificent, but after all, it was only the stirring wind and snow flying up, but above the sea of thunder, in the snow, a figure galloped forward.

The scattered thunder remnants from the bottom up, the flying snow in the sky was sprinkled freely, only in the small body in the middle of the blend, and then a zhang, the sword intent between heaven and earth was even stronger, tearing the clothes out of the Jingtian Pavilion, the favorite of the prince of Kyoto, out of layers of gaps, the wind cut the flesh, the blood could not keep up with the speed of the figure and the blood beads splashed in the air, and they were blown into blood mist in an instant, and in the end, Su Wen took three steps, and a sword qi ran through unimpeded, with both thunder and frost attacking.

Xu Yiren smiled at the corner of his mouth, the palm on the hilt of the sword suddenly rose, the long sword quickly left the ground, was pushed forward by the horizontal scabbard, the sword qi in the sharp edge stabbed heavily on the scabbard, and suddenly the sword qi split, like a surging tide on the reef was cut into two, Su Wen failed to retract his body and continued to rush forward, hit his head on the scabbard, the short sword in his hand fell down, only in the moment of dodging the scabbard to stop the fall and stab forward, the next moment, even the person with the sword flew out ten zhang away, Xu Yiren flipped the sword body and stood on the ground again, and a hole was broken in the waist of the shirt that was difficult to see with the naked eye。

"Three tricks. Xu Yiren frowned, if that sword stopped on his scabbard, he would think it was very good, but in the end, it was like a dog's tail continuing to sable, wasting the previous good sword momentum, which really made him feel resentful, because it was the dog's tail that almost made him out of the sword.

Su Wen stood up with a roll, blood burst out from the corners of his mouth, he raised his hand to wipe it away without looking, and sighed shamelessly A pity, such a scene made Xu Yiren even more annoyed, if the final sneak attack was an improvisation, he could still reluctantly accept it, but it seemed that the other party had paid attention to the last sword from the very beginning, and the Qi Guan Changhong in front made him smack his tongue The three swords were just a means to cover up, how could this not make him, a guy who was obsessed with the sword, feel angry, and no longer interested in pointing, he couldn't wait to immediately draw his sword and behead this shameless man, but he underestimated Su Wen's face after all, the other party's next move really almost made him draw his sword.

"Help, help. ”

Su Wen suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted twice for help, and then waited with peace of mind, not thinking of the third sword at all.

"You guy is really unteachable, come and lead the death. Xu Yiren shouted angrily.

"What are you anxious about, the incense has not been extinguished, and my third sword has not yet come out, otherwise you will go back on your word. Su Wen rolled his eyes and said coldly.

"Well, I'll see who can save you. Xu Yiren's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing his murderous intentions for the first time.

Su Wen actually sat cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate, and said in a heartfelt voice: "Let the sword fly for a while." ”

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In the Kyoto Sword Pavilion, the blindfolded Lu Yi chuckled, "Your apprentice is really interesting, Xu Yiren wanted to fight for the prestige of the Tianshan Sword Pool on you, but he didn't want to be confused by your apprentice's mouth." ”

Lu Xing didn't answer, raised his hand and touched the ink engine hanging on the wall, and said softly: "Borrow your sword and use it." ”

"Why not use your own sword. Lu Wei asked rhetorically.

"My apprentice doesn't have the slightest bit of Su Chengyun's style, and he always thinks of the majesty in front of people, shouting to see the famous sword worthy of the title of sword leader. Lu Xing took out the ink qing in a self-muttering manner, and the black sword was unsheathed, and in an instant, the sword pavilion was filled with a cold and murderous intent, and then he read a sentence sadly, "But my sword is not good-looking." ”

"No matter how bad it looks, it's your sword. Lu Yi said casually, but he didn't mean to return the sword.

Lu Xing turned a deaf ear, walked to the window, the ink in his hand became more and more agitated, as if he was impatient to get out of his hands, no matter how many Tianjiao Tianjiao came out of the Tianshan Sword Pool, and then created tens of thousands of swordsmanship, the sword in the world is led by the hundred-step flying sword of the dry sword mound, because no one can stop the flying sword in a hundred steps, because the sword is a finger, ten steps is the world, how can this mortal world escape a hundred steps of flying sword.

Lu Wei shook his head and chuckled, and an ink shadow swept away from the sky.