***?
If there really was violence in this world, there wouldn't be so many suffering people.
The so-called *** is nothing more than a spiritual sustenance for people.
Yang Feng didn't care at all about these unfounded existences.
"Insult ***, die!"
High Priest, the synthesized skeleton moved.
The six-pointed star array under his feet peeled off from the ground and finally wrapped around the skeleton's body.
"This is……"
Yang Feng didn't know why, but he could instinctively sense that the skeleton in front of him had become stronger.
He wields a sword and fights with skeletons.
The originally golden skeleton, under the illumination of the six-pointed star array, glowed with a faint blue light.
The aura on the skeleton became more and more powerful.
boom!
Yang Feng controlled the sword, slashed down with a sword energy, and tore apart a black mist, but the black mist seemed to never be dispelled.
Soon they reunited.
Standing in front of the golden skull, Yang Feng was only as big as one of the opponent's feet.
Take the heavy soles of your feet, and the moment you lift them and land on the ground, the surrounding earth trembles.
It's like, like an earthquake.
Jiang Kui, Ah Ruo, Zang Jian, and Fengyi faced such a situation, and they didn't even have a chance to take action.
Swordsmanship and moves are complex and mysterious, and combat effectiveness depends on the sharpness of the sword.
Now the physical defense strength of the Golden Skeleton has exceeded everyone's expectations. It is not something that any of them can resist with the magic weapon in their hands.
"Hahaha! How are you? Weren't you extremely arrogant just now? How come you know how powerful you are now?"
The high priest made a mocking sound.
Trying to disturb Yang Feng's mind.
"Ha! You didn't cultivate this power. Do you think it's very honorable to use it to show off your power?"
Yang Feng did not choose to confront him head-on.
Instead, he intends to look for flaws. There must be weak points all over the body of such a skeleton.
As long as he finds this flaw, he can break this situation.
"Boy, I hope your mouth can be as hard as it is now."
The high priest, every palm shot or every step he took was filled with thick black mist.
Yang Feng used his sword to dodge left and right in the air.
The most intuitive feeling for Yang Feng was the pattern of the six-pointed star array worn by the high priest.
The luster dimmed, and the momentum behind him also weakened.
"Ha! It's now!"
"Sword cuts across the galaxy!"
Yang Feng didn't hold anything back, he struck with all his strength.
This sword represents his entire understanding of the sword's meaning.
He realized that the secret of swordsmanship was not supported by the sword energy in his body, so he evolved the secrets of swordsmanship.
I can only outline a few strokes to bless the sword-breaking galaxy.
The sword cuts through the galaxy, and the sky is filled with stars with this sword.
Yang Feng once clearly remembered that when he was in another world, also on the Desolate Star, he asked a question, what is the move of Sword Cutting the Galaxy? He asked for confirmation, but in the end he did not get the answer he wanted. .
Today, he understood, or had an epiphany.
It is no ordinary sword that can cut down the stars in the sky.
There are billions of stars in the sword, and there are endless stars in every galaxy.
Maybe when there are many clouds, or when the moon is bright in the sky, you may not be able to see the stars in the night sky.
Even during the day, you thought there were no stars.
In fact, stars have always been there, but in the sky when the moon is bright, or during the day when there is only sunlight, starlight actually exists.
A sword can really hold a galaxy.
The evolved secrets of kendo perfectly explain what kendo is.
From existence to nothing, from nothing to existence, all things follow this iron law. Swordsmanship belongs to individuals. It may be a supreme road, but tracing back to the source of swordsmanship, swordsmanship itself is nothing more than three thousand people in the world. It's just one of the avenues.
This sword cut through the galaxy, allowing the high priest to see a path he had never seen before, and the end of this path was the "immortality" he had been pursuing all his life.
Not only is he pursuing immortality, but also the "detachment" and "freedom" that countless people have been looking for for a long time.
Click!
Click!
Crack!
Yang Feng's sword fell, and cracks began to appear on the high priest's forehead, his golden skeleton body.
This tiny crack began to spread gradually, just like the spread of water.
It was beyond repair and the cracks were getting deeper and bigger.
"This is impossible! This is not true! How could you be...detached..."
This sword evolved the way of swordsmanship and witnessed the galaxy.
Billions of stars twinkled, and three thousand avenues boiled. This skeleton transcended the corpse, but its essence still remained in the corpse. It could not transcend it, and it could not catch Yang Feng's sword. .
boom!
boom!
The high priest, before he finished speaking, his indestructible "corpse" collapsed.
Like a piece of art, a city that is about to collapse.
"Yang An, he succeeded."
"Xiao An, with that sword strike just now, I seemed to have seen a whole new path of swordsmanship."
"It's the Milky Way, a galaxy made up of billions of stars that we can only look up at."
Jiang Kui also used Sword Cutting Galaxy before, but he only acted according to his heart, or to put it simply, he still only used Sword Cutting Galaxy as a sword skill or sword move.
Didn't really understand it.
To feel.
After killing the high priest, Yang Feng paused on the spot. He was digesting what he had gained from the sword just now.
His swordsmanship has improved to a new level.
"I want to retreat."
Yang Feng left such a sentence in a hurry and left.
The biggest trouble was solved, and it was time for him to leave.
Yang Feng gained a lot from this epiphany and went into seclusion.
That’s fifteen years.
During these fifteen years, the world was at peace under the rule of Jiang Kui and Zang Jian.
"I broke through, reached the pinnacle of the Nine Realms, the third stage, and took a shortcut."
Aruo said excitedly.
After that day, Jiang Kui and Zang Jian ruled the world, and A Tuo continued to master the sword.
Finally, fifteen years later today, I reached the peak of the Nine Realms, the third stage, the shortcut.
At the same time, in Broken Mountain.
Inside the ruins.
A figure in a green shirt.
Floating in mid-air.
Sit with your legs crossed and meditate.
Under him is water!
A stream of clear water, a bowl of muddy water.
Outside the ruins, it rained heavily for seven days and seven nights.
Now, the rain is getting lighter, and raindrops are constantly falling outside the cave.
A bowl of clear water can quench thirst, and a bowl of muddy water can breed life.
A drop of water can reflect a sea and can cut through thick rock walls.
Three feet of ice cannot be frozen in one day,
A drop of water can't penetrate a stone in a day.
It’s not about the water, it’s about the people who use it.
Fifteen years.
Today, Yang Feng drank the morning dew, gained the power of dripping water, and finally became a great master.
Those who control the sword must first control their heart.
Riding the sword and riding the wind.
Yang Feng's body can pull countless flying swords.
Now it's time to leave.
But before leaving, he had to meet these old friends and say goodbye to his relatives.
In the imperial capital.
The news that Yang Feng had broken into the tenth realm spread like wildfire.
"Xiao An, have you thought clearly? Do you really want to leave?"
"I asked you to invite my parents, will you do so?"
"Don't worry, uncle and aunt will be here soon."
"That's good. You may not believe it when I tell you. I actually don't belong to this world. I just came to this world to experience. My original world should be what you call the 'immortality world.'"
Yang Feng didn't intend to keep hiding it. After today, he didn't know if there would be a day to see each other again, so Yang Feng told everyone the news.
"Xiao An, actually when you taught me the sword technique of breaking the galaxy, I had doubts, because every time you used it, I could feel that this was not a simple sword technique or sword move, but a kind of sword technique. The deeper level is the swordsmanship you speak of."
Jiang Kui also expressed his guess.
"Tsk tsk! You kid is amazing! At the age of only thirty-eight, you broke through to the ninth realm and became a great master of swordsmanship. Since you kid is about to leave, you mustn't hide your secrets. Tell me the secret. Maybe that's the case. In another ten or twenty years, we can meet again, right?"
Ah Ruo has always been optimistic, but he may not have imagined that this departure would truly be a farewell.
Yang Feng has been here for so long and has developed some feelings. He will never keep anything he can teach to himself.
He passed down the swordsmanship of Shangshan Ruoshui, and the Sword Breaking Galaxy was also left behind.
This will lay the foundation for someone in this world to be able to break through the ninth realm and leave this world in the future.
If you want to break through to the ninth realm, the fastest way is to condense the seeds of sword intention and understand the way of the sword personally.
In addition, it is to create your own swordsmanship, which is the last and most difficult, but in this world, it is still possible.
The sword cuts through the galaxy.
If you continue to practice this move, you will have a chance of breaking through the rules and barriers of this world.
"Aruo, and everyone, I have summarized this. There are three ways to break through the barriers in this world. The first is to feel the sword intention and condense the sword intention seeds. But this situation is very rare and it depends on the individual's physical constitution. The second type is to create your own swordsmanship, but the threshold for creating your own swordsmanship is relatively high.
The third type is something that all of you here may or may not be able to do. The sword cuts through the galaxy. What separates this world from the world of immortality is actually the barrier of rules. As long as this barrier is broken, the two worlds will be separated. Connected. "
Yang Feng told everyone the three methods he had summarized.
"Xiao An, which path are you taking?"
Aruo asked eagerly.
"The first one is to condense the seeds of sword intent. But to my surprise, I also succeeded in the second way. I created my own sword technique. Only the third way is left. Until now, the power is much stronger than before. times, but there is still no sign of breaking down the barriers to rules.”
Yang Feng walked two steps. Fifteen years ago, in that battle, he re-understood the secret of swordsmanship, but because the sword intention in his body was not strong enough, he returned to Duanmai Mountain.
It took ten years to absorb all the sword energy in the ruins.
It took another five years to fully understand the self-made swordsmanship.
"Xiao Anzi, can you share half of your talent with me?"
"Azuo, don't be discouraged. In three days, I will go to Duanmai Mountain and follow the example of Senior Dugu Baitian and leave from that place. If you can go by then, please do your best. It may be of great help to you."
The flying sword Yang Feng needs has been prepared for a long time.
He stayed for three days just to use his last moments to spend time with his family and friends. After all, this was the place where he had lived for more than thirty years.
Reality is cruel. A world like this is both real and illusory. He has experienced it more than once.
The world of mortals, the massacre of people in the village...
All these, it seems that the world he lives in is not fixed.
When the time is up, or the world no longer suits him, he will leave.
"Hey! A stupid person like you, Xiao An, even if he lends all his talents to you, you still can't understand it!"
"Yang An, are you in such a hurry to leave?"
"Zang Jian, that world is the place where I was born and raised. Ever since I came to this place, my heart has never belonged here. Thank God for allowing me to meet you. But in the blink of an eye, more than thirty years have passed. I Miss them."
"Come on, I'll take you to see something."
Zang Jian did not pretend to be a daughter, but stood up and led the way.
Take Yang Feng to a place.
Yang Feng didn't say anything, just followed behind silently.
Jiang Kui and others were sensible and did not follow.
Destiny Organization, Skynet Organization.
Known all over the world.
Especially Tianming, who suppressed many rebellions in the past fifteen years.
It is the number one killer force in the Jiang Kingdom today.
"look."
This was specially established by Zangjian to train killers. Only here can better killers be trained.
"I passed on the Hidden Sword Technique to them, and I personally checked each one before recruiting them, in order to prevent some people with evil intentions from contaminating this organization."
Looking at the well-trained killer, Yang Feng remained silent for a long time. He still clearly remembered that this was his expectation for the hidden sword back then.
"I have never doubted your ability, Hidden Sword. Your Hidden Sword technique is similar to my Shang Shan Ruo Shui. You may be able to gain something by improving it.
But you are old now, and there is not much hope in creating your own swordsmanship. So if one day, you are tired of this world, you can try to condense the sword intention. "
In order to bless the descendants, Yang Feng also followed Dugu Baitian's example, leaving sword energy and sword marks to bless the descendants.
Three days later, he will also leave behind countless broken swords.
"Yeah, Yang An, I will consider what you said. You have to take care."
Zang Jian has never been an emotional person, his emotions are only expressed in actions.
Yang Feng just said something casually at the beginning, but it took him fifteen years to do it.
Yang Feng chatted with Zang Jianchang for a while and learned that his parents were coming, so he went to visit them specially.
Speaking of which, his son really didn't do well.
I couldn't give my parents a final farewell.
"My child, I heard someone say on the road that you have entered the tenth realm, become a grandmaster, and will leave in three days."
"Yes, mother, I'm sorry! My child has always lied to you. In fact, since I was born, I have had a memory that does not belong to this world. I have been working hard over the years and hope to return to the world in my memory."
"Son, mother doesn't want you to leave, nor does she want you to be a great master. She just wants you to accompany her well."
Yang Feng had a hard life. He had no father since he was a child. In order to avenge his father, he was forced to practice swordsmanship. When other children his age went to school, he could only face a wooden stake every day.
