"Is the Unyielding Sword Intent also one of the top ten most powerful Sword Intentions?"
Yang Feng couldn't help but asked curiously.
Jianchan smiled and said nothing, then shook his head slightly and said, "No."
Now it was Yang Feng's turn to be confused. If it wasn't the top ten most powerful swordsmanship, then why his destructive swordsmanship was so different in power from the unyielding swordsmanship.
"You have only achieved a small amount of sword intent, but my sword intent has already reached perfection. What's so strange about this? Not to mention my unyielding sword intent, even after the ordinary sword intent has reached perfection, your destructive sword intent will still remain the same." Unstoppable."
Jianchan looked at the sad-looking Yang Feng and inadvertently gave him some guidance.
However, what Jianchan didn't know was that it was her enlightenment today that opened Yang Feng's door to the way of swordsmanship.
"Is there any division of sword intent?"
In the past, Yang Feng had not systematically practiced sword intention, so he only knew a little bit about sword intention.
"Of course, to understand the sword intention is only to have the qualifications to become a sword cultivator. You have not even set foot in the way of sword. The sword intention is divided into: the initial achievement of the sword intention, the small achievement of the sword intention, the great achievement of the sword intention, and the great perfection of the sword intention. As for there being another realm that only exists in legends,
It is still too far away for you now. Right now, your sword intention is at the level of Sword Intention. In the next three days, if you cannot cultivate Sword Intention to Dacheng, then don’t come to me again. Jian Yi Come out and practice with him,
ah! I'm so sleepy, good night Yang Feng. "
After saying that, Jianchan put the peach wood sword back behind him, and then a young man with a porcelain baby face appeared out of thin air in the backyard.
The peach wood sword in his hand is also the same, but the difference is that this peach wood sword is entwined with two evil auras. The situation is very similar to the spiritual evil sword in Yang Feng's hand.
"Who are you? I am Sister Chan's protector, hehe! I heard that you have comprehended the Destruction Sword Intent, and finally you have someone who can practice it with you."
Jian Yi is a brat, but he speaks words that are inappropriate for his age.
"Protector?! Are you my uncle's protector? Hahaha!... I can't stand it anymore, I can't stop laughing!"
Yang Feng laughed heartily. The boy in front of him, who was no taller than his shoulders, actually called himself Jianchan's protector.
"Yin-Yang Absolute Evil Body?! How is that possible?"
The voice of Canxian in Yang Feng's heart suddenly arose. Yang Feng dared to guarantee that this must be the most rude behavior of Canxian since the beginning.
In fact, this cannot be blamed on Canxian, because it is impossible for a person with a physique like this "Yin Yang Jue Sha Body" to live beyond the age of nine, and the Jianyi in front of him looks like a boy of at least twelve or thirteen years old.
Logically speaking, he should be dead, but the sword in front of him was alive and well, not like a dying man at all.
"Damn old man, what is the 'Yin Yang Jue Sha Body'? This is the first time you have shown such an expression."
Yang Feng was also frightened, and he lowered his voice and continued to communicate with Canxian.
"This Ancient Sword Town, that ancient sword! By the way, the natural sword bones can penetrate the secrets of the sword, and the 'Yin Yang Absolute Evil Body' can live beyond nine years. Everything that happens here is absolutely inseparable from that ancient sword, but in the end Where have you seen it?”
Canxian muttered to himself and did not hear Yang Feng speak. He was currently trying to recall the past about the ancient sword, but his mind was always blank.
"Old man, old man, what are you doing?"
Yang Feng called out a few more times before Canxian came back to his senses.
"Boy Yang, this ancient sword town is full of weirdness and weirdness. You should be careful. In the recent period, avoid being detected by the sword spirit of the ancient sword. I may fall into a deep sleep for a while. With your cheap mentor here, I will also I can have a good sleep now.”
After saying that, no matter how much Yang Feng called, there was no sound in the humanoid pendant.
"Tall man, look here. Sister Chan said that if you can't practice your sword intention to perfection within three days, you will be kicked out together with me, so you can just come over here!"
This sword was young and full of energy, and he didn't have much patience. Seeing Yang Feng lingering, he directly came over to kill the general with the peach wood sword.
When Jian Yi came closer, Yang Feng finally saw clearly that the source of the two evil auras on Jian Yi's mahogany sword was actually Jian Yi's body.
To be precise, the two evil spirits came from Jian Yi's body, and I don't know what kind of means Jian Chan used to actually lead the evil spirits in Jian Yi's body into the peach wood sword. This peach wood sword is not an ordinary peach wood sword. After enduring two evil spirits, it was still intact.
Seeing this, Yang Feng couldn't help but think of the Lingsha Sword in his hand. Why was the gap so big?
Who can I ask to explain this?
"Haha! Then I'll play with you. Don't cry if you lose later."
Yang Feng has an inexplicable affinity for this sword. Perhaps he feels that when he was tested by the evil spirit sword spirit, he had personally experienced the pain of the evil spirit entering the body and tearing the soul apart.
Although Yang Feng said he didn't care, he didn't dare to show any concern in his hands, because his intuition told him that the sword intention released by Jian Yi's sword was probably at least a great achievement.
But Yang Feng always firmly believes that when encountering each other on a narrow road, the brave will win!
Will others be afraid of his retreat?
The Lingsha Sword seemed to feel Yang Feng's determination, and then a mysterious sword intent suddenly burst out. The destructive sword intent that destroyed everything, followed by the dazzling sword light fell.
boom!
boom!
The swords of the two collided, creating an extremely powerful wave. This wave lifted Yang Feng several feet away, and then he fell to the ground hard. If he didn't have the physical strength of the first level of the Bone Tempering Realm, his body would probably be at a loss at this moment. Already falling apart.
Falling from a height of several feet, if it were any other ordinary person, he would probably have to shed his skin even if he didn't die. Even Jianyi's eyelids jumped wildly when he saw this scene.
After falling to the ground, Yang Feng did not suffer any damage. He jumped up like a carp and bounced the dust off his body.
Turning around and staring at Jian Yi, he tried his best to calm down his breath. Looking back at Jian Yi, after seeing Yang Feng fall from a high altitude without any damage, his hanging heart finally fell to the ground. At the same time, he saw that Yang Feng's physical body was so strong. "Indestructible" brings an inexplicable joy.
"Very good! Come again."
Before Yang Feng could fully recover, Jian Yi started to strike again, each time with extremely pure sword intent, with a touch of unruliness that belonged exclusively to sword cultivators.
Yang Feng was also aroused by his words, and perhaps there was also a warlike element hidden in Yang Feng's heart.
"Haha! As you wish!"
Yang Feng held the Lingsha Sword and charged again.
The two kept fighting until late at night.
Inside the wooden house, illuminated by candlelight, two women sat leaning against the window.
"Sister Xuan, your vision this time is too vicious. This guy Yang Feng is just as talented as you were back then."
"Haha! In the same realm, he is stronger than me back then, and the path he takes is also more dangerous than what I was back then."
Looking at the open space outside the window, the young man who was defeated by Jian Yi time and time again stubbornly got up and charged with the broken sword in his hand, which faintly touched Pan Xuan's heartstrings.
"Sister Xuan, he is a dual cultivator of the Immortal Body. He may feel that his fighting power is at a loss now, but in terms of future training resources, are you really not going to persuade him?"
Jianchan couldn't help but sigh as she watched Yang Feng's sword intent become purer little by little.
"He has chosen the path, and he can only rely on himself for the future. I can only guide him as much as possible, and he can only bear the rest."
Although Pan Xuan's words may sound irresponsible, the fact is that it is like this. Master leads you in, and cultivation is personal.
"Forget it, let's not talk about Yang Feng. Where did you find that child? Is his physique a 'yin-yang evil body'?"
"Sister Xuan, do you even know this place?"
Originally, Jianchan was planning to give Pan Xuan a pass, but she never thought that Pan Xuan hit the nail on the head.
"Xiaochan, the sword spirit of that ancient sword spent endless will power to let you break through the shackles and let this 'Yin Yang Jue Evil Body' survive. What is the purpose? Has he still not said anything after all these years? "
Jianchan nodded slightly in response.
"Forget it! Stop talking about these depressing words and come have a drink!"
After saying that, Pan Xuan took out two jade pots from the Qiankun bag, placed them on the log table, picked up one jade pot and started drinking.
"Sister Xuan, how long has it been since we sisters had a drink together?"
Jianchan looked at the wine bottles on the round wooden table, picked up one with a smile, and asked.
"Well, it should only be the twenty years you have been here, right?"
Pan Xuan thought for a moment.
"Hey! Let's continue drinking. No matter how old it is, if Fairy Qingxuan can drink with her, Xiaochan will have no regrets in this life."
Jianchan picked up the jade pot and drank it all in one gulp. It was obvious that her drinking capacity and Pan Xuan's were undoubtedly good talents.
Pan Xuan heard the ridicule in Jianchan's tone and didn't care. After drinking all the wine in the jade pot, she rolled her eyes at Jianchan and said, "I, Pan Xuan, am also honored to be a sister to Jianchan Jianchan. ."
The two looked at each other and smiled.
It is said that after Pan Xuan and Jianchan took a rest.
Jian Yi and Yang Feng are still fighting non-stop. With the improvement of sword intention, Yang Feng is faintly able to compete with Jian Yi.
"Hey! You have a good understanding, so it's not in vain for me to practice here with you all night. According to this progress, your Destruction Sword Intent will be able to reach perfection in no later than tomorrow."
Jian Yi couldn't help but praise that in fact, as Yang Feng became more proficient in the destructive sword intention, Jian Yi could no longer take any advantage in the sword intention.
The Destruction Sword Intent ranks among the top ten most powerful Sword Intentions, not for nothing, but because of the mighty force of heaven and earth that destroys everything in the world.
Although the destructive sword intention that Yang Feng has now comprehended is far from the world-destroying sword intention, among the tens of thousands of sword intentions, at the same level, no sword intention can be said to be able to defeat it.
"Haha! Thank you for your hard work, Brother Jianyi. Why don't you go and rest now? I'll be practicing for a while."
Yang Feng also knew that the other party had been practicing with him for most of the night, which was not easy. At this moment, he had touched the threshold of perfecting the Sword Intent. He believed that it would not take much effort to truly cultivate the Destroying Sword Intent to perfection.
"Well, according to the progress here, it's more than enough to cultivate the sword to perfection within three days. I'm going to take a nap first, so don't work too hard."
After saying that, Jianyi put the Taomu Sword behind his back, found a corner and fell asleep.
After a while, he heard his heavy snoring.
"Gujian Town, Jianyi, Jianchan, what kind of place is this."
Yang Feng held the Lingsha Sword in his hand and looked up at the stars in the sky. He thought of the ancient sword Canxian mentioned, and also thought of Jian Yi in front of him, and Jian Chan in the room.
"Hey! In the final analysis, I still don't have enough strength."
Yang Feng shook his head, lifted the two-foot-long broken sword, and continued to hone his sword of destruction.
The final kick that was originally lacking was completely perfected at this moment.
