Chapter 157
In this sword room, there used to be many people who also practiced the "chūn rain sword technique", so what the incarnation of the mind gathered was actually the mind and experience of many disciples.
It gathered everyone's strengths, and then used Xu Ziqing all the time. Its heart is the heart of the sword, colder, straighter, and tougher.
"laugh--"
After a sound of cracking silk, Xu Ziqing's shoulder had an extra bloody opening, revealing the white flesh inside.
At the wound, there is a soft and gentle force that invades, and it wants to merge into his flesh and blood. The thought of the sword is like chūn rain, moisturizing things silently, and it also covers his whole body and damages all his meridians!
This is the power of chūn rain swordsmanship. It is indeed gentle and lingering, but it can go further, it is tarsus and cannot be driven out.
Xu Ziqing was startled, then turned back and pointed to the place where the gentle force invaded and pressed repeatedly.
However, the incarnation of the idea would not let him heal like this, and soon struck again, and "Shu Shu Shu" was another three white lights, dazzling and shocking.
Xu Ziqing was fully focused and did not dare to be slighted.
While running his true essence, he forced that power to the wound, and at the same time he was careful and careful to avoid the pressure and ultimate move brought by the incarnation of the mind.
After holding on like this for a full moment, the strength was barely exerted, but Xu Ziqing spent too much, and sweat was dripping on his forehead.
This is not the way. Xu Ziqing thought so.
His true essence is limited, but as long as the incarnation of the mind is in the sword room, its power is unlimited. If there is a battle of attrition, he can't compare it.
After a sharp turn in his head, Xu Ziqing turned slightly to the side, dodging a blow. Then he closed his eyes, ignoring the scorching light of the sword, leaned over and walked fast, and in three or two steps, he approached the incarnation of the mind!
"The chūn grass sprouts and emerges from the ground!"
After taking a long breath, Xu Ziqing only felt that his heart was smooth, and when the sword light in his palm burst out, it was also extremely smooth.
When it is, a blue light is like a flash of lightning, and it is reflected in the eyes of the mind incarnation.
Afterwards, the incarnation of the mind was covered with blue light, and the body quickly dissipated...
Defeat successfully!
Xu Ziqing breathed slowly, and although he was exhausted, such intense joy filled his heart, making him feel at ease.
In the end, he made progress on his own.
"Chūn Rain Sword Art" is already familiar, and there are "Xia Lei Sword Art" and so on.
Xu Ziqing tasted the sweetness, and practiced even harder, not daring to slack off.
Xia Zhilei, fierce and fierce, tempered ten thousand trees and gave birth to raging fire. The thunder and fire roared, causing thousands of miles of prairie fire, scorched earth everywhere, unparalleled power!
The wind of autumn is bleak and bleak, and the chuī brushes thousands of trees and causes the branches and leaves to wither. The autumn wind is nüè, all things are withered, the autumn is cold, and the killing intent is endless!
The snow in winter is lonely and vast, covering thousands of trees and freezing life. The winter snow is icy cold, hiding the breath, the heaven and the earth are cold, and all living beings are dead!
Chapter 134 sneak attack
In the sword room, the young man in the green shirt has a sturdy figure. The steel and wooden sword in his palm is free to sway, light and agile, and the sound of wind and thunder roars, like a storm hitting the shore, and like a sea cháo tumbling, dancing to a pleasant place, the whole room. There are huge echoes, the wind is blowing, and the air is billowing.
Every time the sword is drawn, the tip of the sword can emit a black light, and the light and shadow jiāo are wrong, as if containing the wonder of endless prosperity and decline, triggering an endless sense of mystery.
I just heard the youth in the green shirt shout, "Jiao Zijue!"
The sword wind was scorching hot, and there was a faint sound of thunder, but anyone who committed the crime could feel the fire and the misery.
He picked the tip of his sword, and his whole body turned around suddenly, and said again: "Bad Words!"
Immediately, the meaning of decadence in the sword wind overflowed, and if it was attached, it would decline. If swordsmanship strikes, it is not close, and the power has been weakened by three points!
Then the young man shook his long arms, and his body was slightly bowed: "Tibetan word formula!"
In the next moment, the young man was nowhere to be seen in the room. Although the breeze was blowing, there was no aura, as if no one was there, but the hidden murderous intention was vague and constantly stirring people's hearts.
After a series of envoys, there was another bào strike, and the boy's figure suddenly appeared, like a dragon!
In swordsmanship, the chūn rain is fine and lingering, the murderous intention is soft, and the thread is endless; Xia Lei bursts with bursts, the murderous intention is bào, and the bang is continuous; the autumn wind is bleak and cold, the killing thought is frost and cold, floating endlessly; , The murderous intention is hidden, waiting for the opportunity.
When the time came, the chūn grass sprouted, and the murderous heart broke out of the ground, and hit it with one blow!
After that, four kinds of sword tactics were used in succession, harvesting life and breaking life!
After a long time, the boy's figure finally stopped, his clothes were already wet, but his face was soft and his eyes flashed with joy.
After many days of ascetic cultivation, it is not useless after all.
He not only mastered the Four Seasons Swordsmanship itself, but also comprehended the four-character swordsmanship, which are "Meng Zi Jue, Jiao Zi Jue, Bad Character Jue, and Tibetan Character Jue", all of which are of extraordinary power. When he comes back to confront the enemy in the future, he will be ten times more advanced in the way of attack!
Xu Ziqing has been sharpening his sword for a long time, and finally he has mastered all the swordsmanships of the four seasons, and the four-character swordsmanship he has learned is born from the swordsmanship of the four seasons, so it is also a sword light. effect.
Now that more than three months have passed, he has also slashed the incarnations of the four thoughts corresponding to the Four Seasons Sword Art under the sword.
Xu Ziqing did the math and found that there were still twenty-three days before the time limit set by senior brother. then next
Come, will he continue to sharpen his sword in this sword room, or will he go out to temper his sword in the Five Elements Gangfeng?
Just as he was thinking about it, a strong sense of rejection suddenly appeared in the sword room. Before he could make a decision, he could not help but rise into the air, and then suddenly fell to the ground.
Xu Ziqing hurriedly settled his feet before he was able to stand firm, and then looked around again, and it was indeed a scene of dòngs and rings. He was actually pushed out by the sword room.
He sighed secretly, he thought, maybe that sword room also has a spirit, seeing that his swordsmanship is small, he is not allowed to delay any more, and this is the only way to do it.
But since he came out, Xu Ziqing didn't have to think about it anymore, he turned around and walked towards the dòng mouth.
If he uses his newly comprehended swordsmanship in the Five Elements Gangfeng, I don't know what will happen...
After arriving at Dòngkou, Xu Ziqing looked at the Five Elements Gangfeng and felt a little emotional.
Although the gang wind is strong, it seems to be blocked by something. Yes, they will only move in that corridor, and will not overflow a little.
I don't know how powerful he was in receiving this gangster wind and using this method. Fuze's later disciples are really admirable.
Without thinking too much, Xu Ziqing looked to both sides, then walked to the left, separated a few feet from the person, and sat down with his knees crossed so as not to disturb others.
Immediately, his mind moved, and the steel and wooden sword appeared in the palm of his hand.
However, it was not just that, the blue light flashed in his eyes, and the steel and wooden sword was also covered with a layer of light. Soon after that, the steel-wood sword visibly shrunk, and in the end it was only about a foot long.
Xu Ziqing smiled slightly and moved his wrists.
At this moment, the thin True Essence that was protecting his body was also torn by the Five Elements Gangfeng, so he turned his wrist and made two "clang-clang" sounds, which already shattered the two rushing Gang Winds.
Xu Ziqing's body is in the gangrene, surrounded by countless sharp intentions, and his body is like a rock, and I will not move if I let it do anything. The Gangfeng is lingering, but he only needs to occupy a square inch of land, use sword moves to subtly resolve the Gangfeng forces one by one, to temper the swordsmanship, and to make his own changes flexible, so as not to be locked in the fixed pattern.
He thought: In the past, I saw my brother turn the sword qi between his palms, and he would die, but he didn't know how many great sword moves he got when he was sharpening his sword. If I have been practicing here for a while, I may be able to ask my senior brother to give me some advice after I get out...
With these thoughts in mind, Xu Ziqing became more attentive.
It is precisely because the Five Elements Gangfeng is uncertain, and his attributes are also uncertain. He practiced like this, and he could see how to deal with different opponents from it, and he was really more flexible and flexible when he shot.
After a few days like this, Xu Ziqing felt something.
In the past, he used to use swords, and he always liked to use the rain sword technique. But if this is the way to fight the enemy, it will inevitably fall into the opponent's urn and then be defeated. Now it is different. He only needs to look at the source of Gangfeng, and he can immediately identify the attributes contained in it, and he can also infer the speed of Gangfeng, so he immediately changes various tricks and is extremely skilled.
Xu Ziqing gradually realized that his swordsmanship became more and more proficient. If he used to have six points of familiarity, now he has nine points, and with the flexibility of the sword move, there is also a faint sense of agility between his eyebrows and eyes, and there is a subtle meaning of the four seasons in his eyes. Use and occasionally shine.
His state of mind was constantly stabilized in the sharpening of the sword, and it became more and more firm, which made his thoughts more accessible, clear and unsullied.
When I was sharpening my sword, time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, twenty days had passed.
In these days, Xu Ziqing has gained a lot, and the breath overflowing from the whole person has greatly increased compared to before. Not only did he consolidate the mid-stage foundation-building cultivation that he had broken through unexpectedly, but he also became a swordsman in the sword light section.
With three days left to make an appointment with Yun Lie, Xu Ziqing no longer sat in the five elements to sharpen his sword, but stood up and walked into the windless place inside.
At this time, he suddenly felt a chill on his body.
Xu Ziqing looked down and saw that his clothes were torn and tattered, and countless slits were cut by the gang wind, and a lot of flesh was exposed, and he was immediately embarrassed. Although a man is informal, but he is not well-dressed, it is indeed a bit rude. Fortunately, there is also a spare vest in the storage ring, which saves him from the end of the ugly.
He quickly changed his robes, and he was once again neatly dressed, and he was relieved.
It was still early, when Xu Ziqing's mind moved, he walked to the secluded place beside the inner dòng, took the usual posture, and slashed down with his sword.
In the past few months, in order to quickly comprehend the swordsmanship of the four seasons, he has never swung the sword 30,000 yuan like he did at the peak of Xiaolu Peak, so he ignored the basic swordsmanship. !
Once Xu Ziqing was immersed in it, he was completely absorbed.
All his will is on the steel-wood sword in his hand, and his entire body is coordinated and synchronized with the steel-wood sword. Every muscle and every inch of meridian is directed by it, and he dare not ignore it.
One, two, three...
Xu Ziqing turned a deaf ear to the outside world, and only devoted himself to swinging his sword.