In this way, Zhao Tianming cultivated his sword intention.
In fact, if it really succeeded, Zhao Tianming would understand.
What is sword intention? It is that the dragon-slaying sword fully releases his own energy and spirit, which also includes the pressure of the sword spirit itself.
Because the sword spirit is powerful, his telekinesis is also powerful, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword itself is a divine weapon. Zhao Tianming's sword intention is also unusually powerful.
Zhao Tianming laughed!
Success, finally success!
He is confident that no one in this little Kunlun will be his opponent!
After calculating the time, there is still one month left before the one-year period is completed.
Zhao Tianming couldn't wait to kill the Demon Sword Sect now.
Of course, he wouldn't actually do that.
Killing Emperor Li Qing was for sure. This matter had always been a knot in Zhao Tianming's mind.
As for the Demon Sword Sect, Zhao Tianming doesn't have that many obsessions.
Unconsciously, his vision has changed. He no longer focuses on Little Kunlun, but looks at the wider world.
This is thanks to the fact that Xu Zhenzhen opened up the situation for him.
He didn't want to fall too far behind his sister.
Being protected by his sister is a happy thing, but he wants to protect his sister even more.
Then continue practicing.
How to practice?
Zhao Tianming thought for a while, then suddenly drew his sword and stabbed into the void.
He moves quickly.
But after drawing his sword hundreds of times, he discovered a very important problem.
His speed is indeed very fast, but it is not very smooth and cannot be as natural as Xu Zhenzhen's.
And it's not very powerful.
Draw your sword and stab.
These two simple actions seemed to contain the highest principles, which made Zhao Tianming think.
Sword, very simple.
Kendo is also very simple.
This is Xu Zhenzhen’s point of view.
Zhao Tianming accepts this point of view, but he cannot be as relaxed as Xu Zhenzhen. Moreover, it seems that he can be faster and there is always room for improvement.
After thinking for a long time, he finally determined that he could not figure out the mystery and essence of it at all.
Then practice.
A hundred times has just begun...
Next, he kept drawing his sword.
Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.
Zhao Tianming drew his sword faster and more smoothly, but there was still room for improvement.
Still not enough!
Zhao Tianming understood that this matter could not be accomplished in a day or two. He was even a little addicted and found this method of cultivation very interesting.
Simple things are repeated.
Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.
He firmly believes that if he continues to practice like this, as long as he works hard enough, he will definitely gain huge rewards in the future.
Since kendo is so simple, why should you think about it being so complicated? Just practice drawing the sword well.
This is his sword skill.
He called it sword-drawing.
Now that he had determined his goal and direction, Zhao Tianming began to think about another thing.
Can you integrate your own sword intention into the sword-drawing technique?
First, keep all the pressure of the sword in the scabbard. When you draw the sword, it will explode completely. Will the power increase dramatically?
Why must we use sword intent to suppress others?
It seems feasible to directly use your own sword to break through other people's domains.
Of course, the field is more advanced, but Situ Haoran's sword intention is very low, so his method may be feasible.
No, it must be possible!
Zhao Tianming unintentionally accepted Xu Zhenzhen's point of view.
Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you believe.
Believe in yourself and you will have eternal life.
Everything is like this, if you believe it, it will be possible.
Therefore, in the next half month, Zhao Tianming began to try to hide the sword's intention and his own energy in the scabbard. He called this raising the sword.
Zheng!
The dragon-slaying sword was unsheathed.
A terrifying sword intent, as the Dragon-Slaying Sword was unsheathed, slashed towards the void ahead.
Chi!
The sky seemed to be torn apart by a dragon-slaying sword.
In the direction pointed by the sword light, a sword mark that was tens of meters long appeared out of thin air.
The void pointed by the sword's edge seemed to be directly wiped away.
Zhao Tianming was dumbfounded.
So cruel?
Of course, compared to Xu Zhenzhen, he is just a child.
But he couldn't help but grin, and he was even more ecstatic.
This at least proves that his direction is not wrong.
The sword-drawing technique has just taken shape, but it has already become Zhao Tianming's biggest trump card.
He won't use it lightly.
As for trump cards, you either don't use them, or you have to use them with a fatal blow.
The one-year period is almost here.
In the past few months, Little Kunlun has been unusually peaceful, but everyone knows that this is just the tranquility before the chaos.
Bai Ruoyan has already notified people from the Qingshan Sect and the Holy Demon Sect to join the Sword Spirit Sect.
Li Xiushan and Chen An did not dare to neglect. They were now completely aligned with the Lingjian Sect and did not dare to have second thoughts.
Therefore, they all rushed to Lingjian Sect with their masters.
Although they didn't bring many people, they were all the top experts in the sect.
However, this time, the Holy Demon Sect was not led by Chen An, but by another person.
This is an ancestor of the Holy Demon Sect, nicknamed the Holy Demon Master.
The Holy Demon Master had been in seclusion before and had just come out of seclusion recently.
Knowing that Chen An had formed an alliance with the Lingjian Sect, the Holy Demon Master was very unhappy.
When he learned about the current situation in Little Kunlun, he was even more unconvinced.
The two sword masters Jiang Bai are no longer around, and Situ Haoran has become the number one master. How can he be convinced?
He also cultivated the sword intention, and he believed that he was the number one master in Little Kunlun.
Therefore, he is now the leader of the Holy Demon Sect.
Chen An moved him with emotion and Xiao with reason, saying that the Demon Sword Sect wanted to dominate Little Kunlun. Now that the three sects have formed an alliance, they should share the same hatred and avoid civil strife.
Finally, the Holy Demon Master came to Lingjian Sect.
When Li Xiushan saw him, he was frightened.
He knew that this person was a super master in Little Kunlun back then. He originally thought he was dead long ago, but he didn't expect to be still alive.
The same goes for Bai Ruoyan.
"senior."
She led the people to salute the Holy Demon Master and said: "Seniors are here to help. I think Situ Haoran must have come here for a reason."
The real Holy Demon was extremely ugly, very dark, with wrinkles on his face, but his eyes were sparkling. He looked at Bai Ruoyan and said with a smile, "Are you the descendant of Sword Saint Bai?"
"Yes."
"Yes, she is a seedling. Why don't you become my woman from now on? With me as your backing, you will be the leader in this little Kunlun from now on. I can destroy any Demon Sword Sect with just a wave of my hand. How about that?"
sweat……
Everyone was shocked.
Is the holy demon mad?
How long has this been? Do you still want to pick up girls?
The key is, you actually want to pick up Bai Ruoyan!
Bai Ruoyan's face turned red and her whole body was shaking with anger.
She never expected that the Holy Demon Master would actually say such unreasonable things.
Chen An's face turned red and he said quickly: "Ancestor, the enemy is now facing us——"
"Shut up, ancestor is doing business, why are you interrupting!"
The Holy Demon Master snorted coldly.
Chen An was extremely aggrieved, but he couldn't help but said: "Ancestor, let's wait until the Holy Demon Sect is destroyed."
boom!
The holy demon master slapped it with one palm.
Chen An was unprepared, and it might have been useless to be prepared. He was sent flying to a distance of more than ten meters, with his face red and swollen.
"Noisy! If you talk any more, I will kill you now!"
The Holy Demon Master said impatiently.
