Sword 6660.
After six days, Yang Feng wielded more than 6,000 swords. Invisibly, the superimposed power has exceeded his current self-created swordsmanship, which is as good as water.
Split, pick, stab, poke...
Repeating the most basic sword skills.
But the power of each sword seems to be unchanged, but in fact it is infinitely superimposed.
After completing the basic sword moves, Yang Feng stopped.
It wasn't until the moment the sword came out of his hand that he noticed that his hand, which was covered in blood blisters, could no longer hold the sword.
His arms felt like they were broken, and he had no feeling.
Lying on the ground, looking up at the stars, it evoked Yang Feng's thousands of thoughts. Every star in the sky contained one of his memories.
Along the way, Yang Feng has experienced countless hardships, and he doesn't even know what keeps him persisting until now.
My mind is heavy, maybe it's because I've been practicing swordplay nonstop for the past few days, and I've reached my physical limit.
You must know that Yang Feng in this world is of no benefit to mortals. Even if his body is only slightly stronger than ordinary people because of his sword cultivation, it does not mean that he is fast.
Soon Yang Feng fell asleep.
The back garden of Fengyi Building is quiet.
Pattering.
Crash.
It started to rain lightly in the night sky.
Your woman in plain clothes is standing next to Yang Feng, holding an oil-paper umbrella.
Without any words, she lowered her eyes to look at Yang Feng, then looked up at the night sky.
It's like two people blending into the night.
the next day.
The oil-paper umbrella disappeared, and the girl in plain clothes also disappeared.
Only Yang Feng was left lying on the lawn.
"Xiao An, are you dead? If not, get up quickly. Do you hear me?"
Ah Zuo didn't know what it meant to be polite, so he kicked him directly.
"You damn slave, I'm kicking your father.
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Yang Feng stood up like a carp and got up from the ground.
At this time, beside Ah Zuo, there was not only Fengyi but also his opponent, Zang Jian.
"Is it finally here?"
Yang Feng had a good sleep and regained his energy.
The blood blisters on his hands and numb arms have almost recovered. It will take some time to fully recover, but it does not affect his ability at all.
"I hope that in these ten days, your swordsmanship will impress me. I won't hold back this time."
This is the respect Zangjian gave Yang Feng.
"It's what I asked for."
Yang Feng smiled happily after hearing this.
He also hopes to have a good fight with Zangjian.
"The battlefield is left to you. I'm optimistic about you, Xiao An, but be sure to beat him to death."
Ah Ru wanted to use Yang Feng's hand to teach Zang Jian a lesson, otherwise Zang Jian would have a bad face all day long.
"Hmph! Don't talk too much. Maybe someone will teach someone a lesson!"
Hidden Sword has not been idle these days. He has carefully practiced Hidden Sword Technique no less than ten times, and tried his best to make up for his shortcomings.
"Okay, let's resolve the conflicts between you men in your own way."
Fengyi doesn't like to listen to quarrels, she prefers others to prove it with actions.
"The way between men?"
Yang Feng murmured.
Fengyi and Aruo made space for the two of them, and now there were only two people left on the lawn of the garden.
Zang Jian and Yang Feng looked at each other.
Neither of them made a move. After a moment of stalemate, Yang Feng took action.
He knew that Zangjian would not be fooled again this time, but in the long run, it would consume his energy.
"Swordsmanship has charm. Is this really your last trump card?"
Seeing Yang Feng using Ruoshui with all his strength,
Regarding swordsmanship, Zangjian knew that ten days was still too short. It was no wonder that Yang Feng could not make any more breakthroughs.
Yang Feng did not respond. He is now a master of the Nine Realms. Compared with Hidden Sword, there is a certain gap in experience and swordsmanship. He has spent four days in the past ten days to make up for it as much as possible.
But swordsmanship, experience, etc., cannot see results overnight.
It takes time to sharpen, experience requires actual combat, and is accumulated in countless actual combats.
So Yang Feng, who wanted to understand this, decisively chose to practice the stupidest sword, Breaking the Galaxy.
In the world of immortal cultivation, only stupid people would learn this sword skill, because this sword skill does not require sword practitioners to have understanding and spiritual roots. It only requires the ability to endure hardship.
With perseverance, as long as this condition is met, he can practice. Yang Feng originally thought that he would never use this sword skill again in his life, because he knew very well that he could not spend his whole life practicing swordsmanship, even if he could Wait, but his parents can't wait.
He didn't expect that he would enter such a world and then have a bet with someone.
In the fight, the opponent's strength has been deeply rooted in people's hearts. All he can do is not give up the slightest chance to become stronger.
As time went by, the two had fought for dozens of rounds. Because Yang Feng did not use his sword, to a certain extent, Yang Feng had the upper hand.
The art of hiding swords focuses on the word "hidden".
If you don't force it out at the first time, it will be particularly easy to hide.
When the first sword of Hidden Sword came out, even though Yang Feng had already mastered the charm of swordsmanship, he still suffered a disaster. It was really because of the first sword of Hidden Sword.
It's so extraordinary, the hidden sword can be used to attack people,
It's not that difficult.
So he almost killed one of Yang Feng's shoulders. Fortunately, Yang Feng's defense against this sword had reached a certain level.
Otherwise, it will definitely be like the first time and fail.
"It's a bit of progress, but do you think my sword-hiding skills are still like the first time when I only hid my strongest sword in the first sword?"
"What do you mean?"
Hidden Sword's words made Yang Feng startled. Wasn't the first sword just now the strongest sword?
If the sword just now was not the strongest sword.
Yang Feng no longer dared to think about it anymore. He would rather believe that it was just a lie deliberately made by Zang Jian to disturb his mind.
In the blink of an eye, the collision of weapons became more intense, and the sword in Yang Feng's hand was suppressed.
In this hidden swordsmanship, it seems that each sword is really more powerful than the first sword.
"Illusion, this must be an illusion, maybe it's close to his limit."
In fact, Yang Feng still has the sword to break the galaxy, which is useless, but this set of sword skills only has one move. No matter what kind of opponent he faces, he can only use one sword.
Therefore, this sword can only be used at the most critical moment, or even when it is absolutely necessary, or when victory or defeat is at stake.
The Supreme Good is Ruo Shui, Ruo Shui's swordsmanship is not based on being strong and domineering, nor does it take a feminine route.
Instead, he follows the trend. In short, it is a kind of swordsmanship that includes tolerance.
Yang Feng also practiced the Hidden Sword Technique six days ago, but because he had not seen the complete book of the Hidden Sword Technique, he only imitated it.
Now after fighting each other, he realized the horror of hidden swordsmanship.
The most shocking thing is probably Zangjian himself. The most unpredictable part of his Zangjian skills is the first hundred moves. Because he is a human being and not a god, he creates
Swordsmen who are skilled in swordsmanship are also human beings.
Human energy is limited and cannot be made ever-changing in a true sense.
After more than a hundred moves, in fact, the hidden sword technique becomes traceable.
Seeing that the two were about to fight for nearly a hundred times, Zang Jian began to panic in his heart.
"Feng Yi, what do you think of this sword showdown?"
The two people watching the battle from a distance were always paying attention to the battle situation.
"Victory and defeat are about to be born."
Ah Zuo and Fengyi both understood that the art of hidden swords was no longer so unpredictable after a duel of more than a hundred moves, but had certain rules to be found.
Once the opponent finds the trajectory of this hidden sword technique, the hidden sword will fall into an irreversible situation.
Now the two of them are still holding back their ultimate moves and hiding their sword skills. This time they hide their strongest sword skills in the hundredth move.
When the fight began, he didn't think Yang Feng would have a chance to see his hundredth move.
As time went by, he realized that he had underestimated his own swordsmanship.
This is a swordsmanship that can break through the ninth realm and step into the tenth realm, the master realm. Therefore, it is absolutely impossible and so unbearable.
Yang Feng's arms began to feel numb. As he fought with the hidden sword, Yang Feng's reactions became more and more sensitive. He was always able to predict the enemy first.
On the other hand, Hidden Sword seems to be so laborious every time it is used.
"Hmph! No matter how strong your own swordsmanship is, your swordsmanship has just begun to take shape and you lack actual combat experience. You cannot defeat me."
Zang Jian was worthy of being a veteran swordsman, and he began to try to break through Yang Feng's psychological defense.
"Zang Jian, this bastard, actually puts his heart into dealing with a fledgling boy.
All the rationale and tactics were used, and it was so damn shameless. "
Fengyi was already used to this scene, because everyone needed to use all his strength to fight a lion against a rabbit, and besides, he didn't look at Yang Feng with the eyes of a newcomer.
No matter from any aspect, Yang Feng is far superior to the newcomers. They are both Nine Realm Sword Gods. She has felt a sense of oppression from Yang Feng that ordinary people do not have.
"The winner is decided."
Ah Ruo had been paying attention to the sword duel between the two, and he had been keeping silently in his heart, silently remembering the number of hidden swords and how many swords were drawn in total.
The two have been fighting for nearly an hour, and Zang Jian has used a total of ninety-seven swords.
"The ninety-eighth sword!"
"The ninety-ninth sword!"
Yang Feng kept counting in his mind, because before the sword competition with Zangjian, A Tuo had told Yang Feng several situations of Zangjian.
The art of hiding the sword is to hide the most powerful sword in the first move or in the last move.
And then it's hidden within the first hundred moves, it could be any move.
But this time Hidden Sword hides its strongest move in the hundredth move.
"The hundredth move!"
Yang Feng thought silently in his heart, and the figure hiding the sword also moved at this moment.
His hand held the sword, and the power of this sword was greater than any previous sword, including the first sword.
The first hidden sword this time is just a cover.
The aura on Yang Feng's body also changed, and he took a deep breath.
He stood there without moving.
He gave up all his sword moves, including his own creation of the Supreme Being Ruoshui.
"Did Xiao An admit defeat? Doesn't it make sense? This is not like him."
"He is gathering momentum and preparing to use his strongest sword."
Ah Zuo himself is a sword god. Although his meridians have not been completely repaired, his vision is still there after all.
After Jing Fengyi reminded him like this, it was naturally not difficult to see.
"It's an honor to be able to see my hundredth move, even if you lose."
At this moment, Zangjian did not underestimate Yang Feng. A newcomer could fight with him to this point. No matter whether he won or lost, Zangjian would keep his promise.
Hidden Sword's sword strike showed no signs, and it could even be said that there was no change in the sword's moves.
Because whether it is sword or Tao, they all follow the principle that Tao is the most simple.
The most powerful thing is not the most fancy move change, which will invisibly weaken the power of your sword moves.
The moment the Zangjian drew out his sword, Yang Feng also moved. To be precise, the sword in his hand moved.
Simple sword moves, clumsy sword moves, but this ordinary sword, once cut off the galaxy with one sword.
Yang Feng drew his sword.
Like twinkling stars in the night sky.
The sword body is transparent.
"This is Sword Elephant?! At his age, how is that possible?"
Even Feng Yi, who had always been calm and composed, lost her composure.
What is "Sword Elephant"?
To put it simply, it is the vision of sword moves. The ancients observed mountains, rivers, fish, insects, animals, heaven, earth, sun, moon and stars, and incorporated them into sword moves.
However, there is this strange sword move.
Also known as the sword elephant.
The power of Yang Feng's sword was borrowed from the stars in the sky and the infinite star power, so he had the sword image.
When they saw the sword elephant, Ah Zuo and Zang Jian had completely different expressions.
"When did this kid realize the sword elephant? Why didn't I know?"
"It is not a shame to be defeated at the hands of a swordsman who understands the sword elephant."
Dang!
The six thousand six hundred and sixty-six swords swung were finally reflected at this moment.
With the help of the stars in the sky, I ask you who can take my sword?
Continuous superposition
, when it collided with the powerful sword hidden in the sword, brilliant sparks broke out.
"Unfortunately, compared to the senior who cut off the galaxy with one sword, my sword is still far behind."
Looking at Zang Jian who fell to the ground, Yang Feng put away the sword at the last moment.
I silently complained in my heart.
Fortunately, Yang Feng didn't say it openly, otherwise the hidden sword on the ground would definitely be so angry that he would spit out three mouthfuls of blood.
"My swordsmanship is still not good enough. I don't know if I have a chance in this world."
Yang Feng thought of something.
"Xiao An, you are so good. Even I am a little bit envious and jealous. You actually comprehended the sword elephant at such a young age?"
"Xiao An, Ah Tuo is right about this. It is indeed very valuable."
Another unfamiliar term.
Yang Feng frowned and said, "What is a sword elephant?"
"Well, to put it simply, it is a vision of swordsmanship. Only if your swordsmanship is in harmony with your artistic conception can you elicit the swordsmanship."
Fengyi explained.
Yang Feng didn't think so. He vaguely felt that this was the inherent quality of the Sword Breaking Galaxy Technique.
"What a bitch! Zhenjian, you are here today too. I will kick you to death."
Having said that, Ah Tuo was about to kick him up even though he had only one leg to lift.
"Ahem! Don't be impulsive, Azuo. He is a wounded person now. If you have any grudges, wait until Zangjian wakes up and resolve the battle the way you men do."
Fengyi, with black lines on her forehead, looks like a murderer when she's fighting, and like a gangster when she's not working.
"Xiao An carries him on his back."
"I am dizzy."
After saying that, Yang Feng fell onto Ah Tuo's shoulder, and Ah Tuo dodged. As a result, Feng Yi from behind happened to be thinking about something and walked over.
Yang Feng
His head accidentally rested on the other person's shoulder.
The fragrance of gardenia is refreshing.
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