Master Jingxin was trapped by love and retreated to the death gate to realize a set of true swordsmanship. Every move she made with her sword carried her hatred for this world.
At that time, her sword intention was aimed at the word "destruction".
As the days and months passed, Master Jingxin gradually lost her childishness, and she became the loving master of Xingkui Peak. She cultivated her Zhenwu sword with awe-inspiring righteousness, and her sword intention gradually matured as her Taoist heart changed.
During the battle on the top, Master Jingxin met the ghost doctor again. Her sword intention was broken. It is difficult to improve Zhenwu swordsmanship, so she gave the Zhenwu sword to Pei Feng. Because she felt the throbbing of Zhenwu Sword, it was Zhenwu Sword that chose Pei Feng's sword intention.
This means - rescue!
After Pei Feng escaped from Tongyou Valley, he had unknowingly cultivated a path of his own. Looking at all the battles he participated in, in fact, every battle is inseparable from the word "rescue".
The battle at Tianyu Mountain was like this, the battle at Magu Valley was like this, the battle at the top was like this, and the battle at Tianyan Sect today was like this.
It's just that in today's battle, his "rescue" was presented with the potential of destruction. No one understands his heart, but his sword does!
Zhenwu sword does not have a sword spirit, but it has spirituality. It can sense that it is in perfect harmony with its master's will.
The combination of man, mind, and sword creates a power that exceeds the Zhenwu swordsmanship itself. This is an extremely advanced martial arts theory that Pei Feng doesn't understand, but he can already apply it!
In the air, Pei Feng's figure was like lightning, perfecting a set of sword skills. He himself had forgotten that he had a sword in his hand, and he had also forgotten all the sword skills.
All movements became his instinct. The word "Zhenwu" kept popping up in his mind!
What is martial arts? The answer seemed to be right in front of him, but he couldn't reach it.
Unknowingly, the sword body of Zhenwu Sword gradually disappeared.
Wan Long was also shocked. Every time his sword collided with the Zhenwu sword, it made a sound, but the actual sword was not visible. Each of his magical powers will be wiped cleanly by the invisible sword.
"Martial monk?"
These words flashed through Wanlong's mind.
"Impossible! The martial arts monks have long been extinct, and there is no such kind of skill in this world."
What is a martial arts monk? It is said that from the end of ancient times to ancient times, hundreds of schools of thought contended in the world of cultivation, and many cultivation methods coexisted. Martial arts monks are one of them. This type of monks cultivate themselves by constantly tempering their bodies and improving their martial arts. The martial arts of monks in the martial arts world are at their peak and unmatched.
When Wan Long was slightly distracted, he was completely enveloped by Pei Feng's sword energy. This kind of swordsmanship has never been heard of in Wanlong.
At this moment, Pei Feng had no distracting thoughts. He even forgot he was fighting. His heart was completely integrated with Zhenwu Sword.
Suddenly, the sword body of Zhenwu Sword appeared again. But at this time, Zhenwu Sword has become completely different. Its huge sword glowing with colorful divine light has twin dragons of ice and fire entrenched on it.
The two dragons opened their huge mouths and let out dragon roars!
At the same time, Zhenwu Sword also responded to the sound of the dragon's roar, and it made a sword cry that surpassed the world!
"Buzz...buzz..."
At this moment, Lin Xue's expression became extremely exciting, "This is... the martial arts sword sound!"
Lin Xue has been practicing with Master Jingxin for the longest time. She heard from her master that when a monk's martial arts transcends the ordinary world and enters the divine realm, his every move will be accompanied by the sound of the Tao. This sound is like the sound of a bell when a monk attains enlightenment. It is a rule of heaven and earth.
The sound of martial arts sword sounds proved that Pei Feng's martial arts had reached the divine realm at this moment, and he could rival the god-transforming monks just by relying on his martial arts skills. This is the realm that every sword cultivator dreams of.
Xingkui Thirteen Swords never expected that the junior fellow student who had the worst martial arts talent on Xingkui Peak would actually take this step. Even their master, Jingxin Zhenren, was still ahead of the divine realm in terms of martial arts.
"You!" Wan Long couldn't help but take a step back.
Pei Feng woke up from that mysterious state.
There was still a look of unfulfilled interest on his face. There was a mocking smile on his lips. Looking at Bandung at this time, the opponent's sense of oppression has completely disappeared.
Pei Feng was confident that he could make Wanlong suffer with just a Zhenwu sword in his hand.
Pei Feng could clearly feel that his martial arts skills were one step ahead of his own cultivation, and he had entered the divine realm. This is his big opportunity.
After entering this realm, Pei Feng finally understood that entering the divine realm with martial arts does not depend on how hard you practice. The determining factor is state of mind. This realm requires the complete integration of mind and martial arts.
Previously, Pei Feng destroyed Tianyan Sect. Killed Han Mengjie's father with his own hands. Let the people you care about most become your enemies. This is a heart-wrenching feeling. And no one understood why he did all this.
Only Zhenwu Jian understands him. At that moment, Pei Feng resonated with the Zhenwu Sword, and his intention was completely integrated with the Zhenwu Sword's sword intention!
In addition, there are two dragons of ice and fire entrenched outside Pei Feng's Zhenwu sword. That was the power of the five elements in his demon palace.
The colorful divine light is the origin of the divine sword, the fire dragon is the origin of the Nine Yang True Fire, and the ice dragon is the origin of the ten thousand years of mysterious ice. The martial arts skills that have entered the divine realm are coupled with his five-element cultivation at the peak of the soul-melting realm. How to block Bandung?
"You can't stop it!"
Wan Long's expression changed drastically. He called the police because of his premonition of crisis. The enemy in front of him was very dangerous, so dangerous that it could kill him!
"Suffer death!"
Pei Feng shouted loudly. Colorful divine light blooms. As the Zhenwu Sword was swung, Bandung's killing field was shattered inch by inch, just like a big ship pressing through the thin ice, unstoppable!
At this moment, Wanlong had no fighting spirit. Pei Feng is too strong.
"Pei Feng! The Seven Kills Sect will fight you until death!"
Bandung did not intend to fight any longer. He knew that he could not defeat the current Pei Feng. But it is absolutely impossible for Pei Feng to keep him.
"Master Wan, let's join forces to kill him!"
At this moment, a voice came from below.
Chu Feng flew up quickly, and a layer of blue halo spread outside his body. He actually practiced in the realm of water.
"Chu Feng, we can't kill him, let's go!" Wan Long knew what state Chu Feng was in now. Even if the two of them join forces, they still have no chance of winning.
The next moment, several more figures flew up.
"Helmsman, let me help you!"
Tang Wanxin, the butcher, and Lan Ruoyun also came to help. Wan Long's heart was shaken a little. This force cannot be ignored. If you don't kill Pei Feng today, there will be endless troubles in the future. There is a rare opportunity before us. If you don't seize this opportunity, it will be even harder to kill him again.
Then Wan Long saw several more figures flying up from below. These people are all Pei Feng's people.
Wan Long's brain instantly measured the combat power of both sides. Even if he has nine assassins to help him, he still has no chance of winning. Because there are so many people on Pei Feng's side.
"Let's go! Stop fighting!"
When Wan Long said this, his pupils suddenly shrank because he suddenly felt a strong desire to die.
