At least, the practice in the Swordless Realm is far more sophisticated and the understanding is more profound than when he fought against Ming Xiao Shu.
"The hidden front sounds deeply, profound and without reason."
"The solitary mark outside the dust·Yi Qixing."
"Nice to meet you."
One is the founder of single-edge swordsmanship. He has no distractions and has practiced swordsmanship to the highest level.
One is the head of the Seven Martial Arts, he is both chivalrous and crazy, and he practices swordless swords.
I saw.
The unprovoked hidden edge is in hand, and Yi Qi moves the sword to his finger.
"please."
"please."
Under the sky, on the top of Nu Mountain, the two opposing men were constantly accumulating sword intent.
Test?
There is no need to test.
With each breath, the sword intention rises a bit, and by the time the tenth breath is completed, the sword intention has reached its peak.
The boundless sword intent penetrates the sky and the earth, and the wind stirs the clouds.
It was like a real sharp edge, as if a sharp blade had been added to it, making everyone watching the battle feel awe-inspiring.
Suddenly.
Clang! Clang! Clang! …
The sound of swords being unsheathed echoed.
The cold light flashed.
The swords of Ying Yunqian, Yu Lijing and others who came to watch the battle were infected by the sword's intention and manifested themselves. Even Xiao Wuwu's mercy of heaven and man manifested out of thin air and landed beside him.
Even their cultivation level will be affected.
Not to mention those ordinary people in the world.
The swords that are carried with them are all unsheathed under the influence of the sword's intention. Although this scene is different from the time when the sword sea was established, it can still be seen.
Peak.
The two people facing each other were silent, and suddenly, the sound of gold and iron was heard.
Ding ding ding ding——
The sword energy coming out of the body was the first to clash together, and the condensed sword intention followed closely behind. Different artistic conceptions were intertwined, and even inspired the retained moves accumulated over the years on the top of Nu Mountain.
Swords, knives, guns, bows, fists...
Different qi energies shot out from the traces left behind, pointing indiscriminately at the two people on the peak. They were magnificent and magnificent, directly pulling the sword into danger.
Dust flew and gravel flew.
While the two were fighting each other, they also had to deal with various different moves and artistic conceptions. The opposing swordsmen did not move, and the fragmented sword intent and attacking energy collided fiercely.
Under the impact of the two phases, the crisis was suddenly broken.
Someone saw this scene and exclaimed: "The top of Nushan Mountain is now a dangerous place."
"Not everyone can trigger the move to stay here."
Some people don't agree with this. People who can inspire traces of the past will not be threatened. People who are threatened will not react even if they stand in front of those traces.
"That seems to make sense."
"Didn't Ren lose all his life some time ago? This battle seems to have no suspense. Chen Wai Gu Biao should still be able to win."
"This is really not certain."
"Why not necessarily? Just tell me if he used a single-edged sword?"
"Single forwards and single forwards cannot be generalized."
"It won't matter if it's a single striker. If we didn't win last time, we'll be in danger this time."
"The fight started!"
The pressure of the sword continued to spread outwards as the two people clashed, and the traces left on the peak were unsupported. In the end, they were unable to handle it and were suppressed by the powerful sword intent, returning to silence.
Thousands of changes are fleeting.
Zheng!
The sound of Qingyue's sword resounded loudly, his body moved, and his sword moved.
As the stream of light flashed out, the first move came out at the right time.
There is no physical transformation state, the instant shadow is divided, and the clouds are seen from the top.
Exactly—the Original Heart Sword!
Yi Qixing's figure split into two, and in a blink of an eye, it reunited behind Sui Wuduan, and the sword finger was held out with fierce sword intent.
Ding!
It seemed that Sui Wudi had already anticipated this, and turned around to deal with it when there was no chance of it happening, blocking the attack with a hidden front.
Yi Qixing's eyes froze when he saw this, and the cold light of Shengyue flashed in shock.
Wuxin sword came out.
Those who were watching the battle only saw the two people froze for a moment, and then quickly became entangled again. Facing the person in front of them, Jingjin's sword of thought failed on the spot and was forcibly broken.
Extreme, pure, there is no hesitation in drawing the sword.
At this time, Sui Wuzuo was different from before the war. After entering the battle, he showed a different mental outlook.
"Broken so quickly?"
From the Confucian side, everything they could come to this time came. Compared to the previous confrontation between Ming Xiao Shu and Yi Qixing, Sui handled this move without any reason and cut through the sword of thought almost as soon as they met.
That's why Su Qingyue was a little surprised.
Because he also didn't understand what this senior's swordsmanship was all about.
A calm voice came: "The heart is pure and pure."
Xiao Wuren put away the mercy of heaven and man and did not continue to explain.
"What?"
Not far away, Shi Jiu wondered if he had heard wrongly.
"Senior brother's sword moves, or sword realm." At this time, it was Ying Yunqian's turn to show up and explain: "Convert all the knowledge you have learned into one move, it is said that the heart is pure and pure, and one move produces four aspects."
"When people cultivate their minds, they can reach the state of the sword of the heart, and the sword's edge reaches where the mind reaches.
The world's side of the abyss is as silent as the abyss. It is vast and boundless. It cannot be seen all, and it cannot be broken. If it is cultivated to the top, it will be invincible.
One aspect of the world's practice of illusion is today's single-edged sword.
The sword marks left by the senior schoolmate are understood, and they all have illusions. The swordsman observes the transformations to reveal and hide various types of single blades, and the swordsman observes them and also gains insights. He can summarize what he has learned and open up a new path.
The single-edge kendo that is now being continued should be on this side. "
Regarding Sui Wutuan and his swordsmanship, Ying Yunqian's understanding was at the forefront of the entire Confucian sect.
Even Xiao Wuren couldn't interpret some details as well as him.
After all, the founder of Shan Feng is only responsible for creating and connecting broken paths. Ying Yunqian has always been responsible for preaching. At the same time, his practice of this path is far better than other practitioners.
In other words, he hid his Yishou slightly, so he was not worried about fighting Ying Hongxue at all, because he was really working hard to practice.
"The last thing is the purity that belongs to my senior classmate alone. The so-called purity means that there is no debris, and everything cannot be stained, moved, disturbed, moved, or collected.
When the sword comes out, it must reach the point where the sword is drawn, the purpose of the sword must be revealed, and the cause and effect of the sword must be understood.
It is inevitable to call it pure, so it is called the sword realm pure. "
I only heard Ying Yunqian talking eloquently, analyzing all the key points for everyone, so that they had an intuitive understanding of this:
"As for the single-edged sword style, it's a cliche. After all, the sword became single-edged due to the way of the senior fellow."
"Speaking of which side of cultivation, Yunqian?" someone asked.
"deep."
This aspect was consistent with the Tiangang war energy he cultivated. The combination of the two produced a qualitative change. Logically speaking, this should be kept secret, but Ying Yunqian did not hide it from the people around him.
On the top of Nu Mountain, as the sword of thought was broken, the confrontation between the two returned to the simplest and most basic way of breaking apart moves.
But its subtlety shocked most people present.
Ten moves, fifty moves, a hundred moves, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves have been taken down.
The surrounding mountain walls roared as the sword energy hit them. The two figures were constantly entangled in the sword light. The sound of gold and iron was like rain hitting banana trees, echoing constantly on the top of the empty angry mountain.
Different artistic conceptions collide with each other until a thousand moves are exhausted.
The entangled two people passed each other.
With their backs to each other.
Phew!
There was a cut on Sui Wuzuan's clothes on his left arm.
Tick!
Blood dripped from Yi Qixing's fingertips.
(End of chapter)
