As soon as the green sword was unsheathed, it turned into a radiance of light, an ever-changing and erratic brilliance.
The sword light was bright, brilliant, and beautiful. The sword light was flashing and changing, high above the sky. When the sword light cut into it, the two rays of light immediately became entangled.
Two cold lights seemed to be everywhere, but no one was sure where they were.
The changes in knives and swords have surpassed almost all the changes in swordsmanship and swordsmanship in the world. Such knives and swords are enough to make the world unbelievable.
The sword is changing, and so is the sword. Even if all the movements and changes of the sword are completed and terminated in an instant, the sword can always cope with the changes in the sword and catch up with the speed of the sword's edge.
When the sword light disappeared, the knife was already on Qingqing's neck.
Xie Xiaodi took back the sword, nodded and said: "Within half a year, your swordsmanship has improved so much. You are much better than me."
Qingqing asked: "You have been practicing the sword skills he taught you for several years."
Xie Xiaodi said quietly: "Five years."
Qingqing blinked and smiled: "How do I compare with him now?"
Xie Xiaodi smiled and said, "You can ask Master yourself. That's it for today."
Qingqing nodded, looking at the departing figure, her beautiful eyes filled with gratitude. Who would have thought that this was the master of the forbidden land that everyone in the world respected?
However, after meeting the man who achieved the forbidden realm, it seems that no matter how surprising things are, they are no longer so surprising.
Sheathing her sword, her eyes wandered... Qingqing immediately saw the man drinking in the pavilion.
The wine is in the cup and the cup is in the hand.
It has been some days since I drank. I put my wine in front of the bright moon. The moonlight is bright and warm, and the moonlight can always be appreciated by people for its beauty.
Random could feel the power of the medicine in his body. The power of the medicine had stabilized, and it was time for him to reshape his body.
He has already practiced the second level of Hun Tian Jue and has now perfected it. This exercise is a real body-training exercise. You need to use your true energy to protect your heart and open up all the acupoints in your body, leading directly to the gateway of life and death.
Then the true energy is used to nourish the blood vessels, thereby reshaping the body.
If it were an ordinary person cultivating, although there would still be dangers, it would not be as troublesome as him. He had insufficient Qi and blood, and his body was suffering, so he had to use medicine to stabilize his heart and keep his Qi and blood.
In fact, it was not what Ran Ran was thinking about. Since he had decided to do this, there was no need to worry about the dangers of this trip. It would just add trouble.
In fact, what he was thinking about was the fourth sword he realized during the battle with Wu Ming!
When the sword move was formed, it was like there was a feeling of panic in the world, and when the sword was just thrust out, he felt a restraining force.
At that moment, he seemed to feel an indescribable shackles, oppressing and restraining himself, making it difficult to break free and break.
After the sword was thrust out, he felt as if "I have finished my martial arts journey".
So what Ran Ran is thinking about right now is, what will happen if he realizes the fifth sword technique?
"what's on your mind?"
Qingqing came over...
Randomly said: "I'm thinking of two rivals, but it's a pity that there are no such rivals in the world now."
She was stunned for a moment, and she seemed to see a little pride in his expression, but also a little boredom. He seemed to be proud that he had no opponent in the world, but also lamented that he had no opponent.
Qingqing asked: "What do you think of Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng?"
Ranran smiled and said: "Yan Shisan is the same, Xie Xiaofeng doesn't care..."
Qingqing asked strangely: "Excalibur Xie Xiaofeng is nothing in your eyes?"
Ranran smiled and said: "Do you know why Shenjian Villa was renamed Xiejiazhuang?"
Qingqing shook her head and then guessed: "Because of you?"
He nodded casually and said: "Yes, because of me, because I don't like the word "Excalibur", so they have to change their name."
Qingqing asked: "They listened to you obediently."
Randomly said: "They dare not not listen."
Qingqing said: "Is this the tyranny of Tianjun?"
Randomly shook his head and said: "This is Tianjun's willfulness..." As he said that, he suddenly stood up and said: "Follow me!"
Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then said: "Where to go? Ah..."
A soft and crisp call, with a long ending...
In the small pavilion, the two men swayed slightly, their figures losing substance and turning into an undetectable light smoke that dissipated with the wind.
Qingqing was grabbed by his shoulders, her body lightened, she rose into the air, and flew away.
He instantly felt the sharp and short sound of the wind in his ears, but saw that in just a breath, the villa was getting further and further away from them. It was clear that there was nothing to borrow, so he stepped in the air and stepped directly on the void.
The surrounding scenery recedes rapidly...
After a while, Qingqing suddenly found that he had been taken to a mountain forest by him.
Yingying's wonderful eyes stared at Ran Ran's face. No one was around, and she was suddenly startled: "You... what do you want to do?"
Ran Ran looked at her strangely and said, "What do you think I want to do?"
The moonlight is like jade, reflecting slantingly on the cheeks, and the cheeks are like blood...
Looking at his smiling face, Qingqing couldn't help but stamp her feet and said, "What on earth do you want to do?"
Seeing Qingqing's face flushed and her ears flushed, she said with a smile: "I will begin to enter the state of death in three days, so now I will practice the four sword techniques I am most proud of. How much you can comprehend depends entirely on you."
Her green and white cheeks, which were flushed with red and as tender as gelatin, showed an expression of emotion, and she nodded solemnly.
The sword made the sound of a musical instrument, and the stringed sword flew out of its scabbard with a graceful moan.
Swing your sword at will!
…
Forgetting Valley.
Ding Peng has become accustomed to life in the valley, and he is also accustomed to inserting the scimitar into his belt, a belt made of gold and white jade.
Such a belt is worth at least tens of thousands of taels of silver. Ding Peng has never worn such expensive jewelry before. He didn't even dare to think about it before, but now...
But he knew that the scimitar was far more valuable than the belt.
There seems to be a story on the scimitar. The seven words "Listening to the spring rain in the small building all night" seem to be a story.
He once asked the teacher what these seven words represented, but the 'old man' never mentioned the meaning of the poem.
Yes, Ding Peng had not yet become a disciple, so he called that person his teacher. Even if he did not actually become a disciple, he still respected him.
He didn't know whether his talent was good or bad, so he abandoned his sword to practice swordsmanship and started from scratch... Ding Peng worked ten times harder than when he practiced the meteor outside that day. He almost never forgot to think about that magical swordsmanship in his dreams.
After practicing this sword technique, Ding Peng discovered that the world is so vast, and that he was so ridiculous in the eyes of some people.
Tianjun, that person who is feared by everyone, even the Third Young Master of Divine Sword is not as good as him, seems to regard the world as a place of entertainment only...
When he masters this kind of sword technique, will he be qualified to face that person?
