Han Li looked at Pei Bairen with an eyebrow and felt extreme confidence from him, but this confidence obviously did not come out of thin air. This person did have an aura that was completely different from those of his previous opponents.

"With Senior Sword Master taking action, we can have no worries for the time being. Let's take the opportunity to heal our wounds."

Several Yuanying monks retreated to the side, each sitting cross-legged and doing their exercises, trying their best to gather energy and blood to recover from their injuries.

Under the suppression of the Holy Spirit Formation, their recovery ability seemed to have shrunk to the level of mid- to low-level monks. Han Li's sword edge was not only filled with life-destroying evil energy, but also a concentrated sword intent.

This is a power that can only be inspired by top swordsmen. It should not have been controlled by her originally. It was Li Chen who used the method of artificial soul to simulate a virtual human-like sword heart for her, instantly allowing her to have such a state.

The art of creation can shape even life, soul, and wisdom, and solidifying the heart of sword cultivation is nothing more than an execution program of the soul.

Will and the flow of state of mind are all tangible substances in Yanzhe's eyes, things that can be seen and touched, and he never talks about the nature of his mind in empty words.

Xia Ziyi was not injured and had no intention of healing. He stood in the corner with a sense of loss, staring at the scene of the confrontation between Han Li and the Sword Master.

Suddenly, Han Li quickly drew her sword.

The technique she practices is the "Long Song Poetry Sword Technique" created by Li Chen. A sword practice is used as the main training routine. The artistic conception is profound and flexible, which is enough to surpass most sword techniques in the world. She has been immersed in it for many years and has already

Get its essence.

hold head high!

As a fierce roar sounded like a dragon's roar, Han Li jumped into the air, riding the wind to control the dragon, and slashed down from top to bottom with the huge sword.

The huge air blade turned into a sword, forming an astonishing power.

Her will locked onto the Sword Master caused the surrounding Nascent Soul monks to feel tremendous pressure. The sword light rushed towards the enemy, emitting a dazzling brilliance.

when!

Pei Bairen raised his arm and pinched his two fingers into a sword gesture. The air blade was condensed in it, like a small sword, which perfectly blocked the edge of the sword in Han Li's hand.

As the two swords clashed, sharp edges overflowed, and the heart-stopping edge carried a soul-stirring connotation, as if countless tiny sword-shaped fragments burst out from it and radiated in all directions.

This is the qi control method of condensing qi into a sword in the way of swordsmanship, and it is also the essence of the art of control in sword control.

When cultivating to the highest and deepest level, if there is no sword in the hand, but if there is a sword in the heart, then nothing can be guarded against it.

The mana and energy that monks often use is the most easily obtained Gang Feng. With thoughts and movements, the sword energy can flow vertically and horizontally.

When Han Li saw this, her expression remained indifferent, but she couldn't help but feel a bit of surprise in her eyes.

Since she started practicing swordsmanship, she has encountered many opponents, and there are many who can block this move, but she has never encountered anyone who can make such an understatement.

Pei Bairen's understanding and mastery of this sword move has obviously reached the level of proficiency. This move is a basic technique that can be used by foundation-building monks, but when used by a master like him, it has a different flavor than others.

The crowd's wind is light and the clouds are calm.

Han Li turned the edge of her sword unbelievingly and took advantage of the trend to stab forward with Chang Hong Guan Ri. However, Pei Bai Ren seemed to have anticipated the enemy's opportunity and tilted his head at the same time as she changed her stance, just in time to avoid the edge of the sword.

What Pei Bairen showed at this moment was a deep understanding of the enemy's moves. Han Li had never fought with him, but as soon as she moved, she immediately understood what the opponent wanted to do and what she should do.

The evasive action itself was not fast. Ordinary monks and even ordinary people could do it, but it was difficult to respond at the same time as the sword was almost drawn, causing Han Li's attack to fail again.

Han Li condensed her energy again, and when the sword light exploded, the huge sharp edge was like a storm, sweeping across thousands of troops and directly covering the entire area where Pei Bairen was.

At this time, Pei Bairen was finally unable to escape. This area had been heavily sealed by the Holy Spirit Formation. It was difficult to even tear apart the void and hide in the small cave. At this critical moment, it was definitely not that easy to do.

arrive.

But all I saw was that Pei Bairen raised his two index fingers, swung them like a sword, and returned them with almost exactly the same slashes.

Up, down, left, and right, the blades clashed, and in the flash of light, the sword blades slashed halfway through Han Li's moves, just enough to cancel out her attacks one by one.

He kept his promise and did not take advantage of this opportunity to fight back. The attack he sent was too much and too little. It perfectly canceled out Han Li's attack and had no unnecessary threat at all.

It can leak out, and even after the sword energy disappears, the light and shadow will disappear, and it will be as peaceful as if nothing happened.

"Three moves." There was a trace of disappointment on Pei Bairen's face, "I have seen through your swordsmanship. I originally thought you were a genius in our way, but I didn't expect that your moves are mechanical and dull, without any spirituality. You are still using your swordsmanship.

Peep the way to the road."

He seemed to really want to see how profound this junior's swordsmanship was and how amazing his talent was.

After taking action, they discovered that Han Li's swordsmanship was strong, but it was not their swordsmanship method at all.

Every move she makes is filled with traces of heretics, which is a model that orthodox swordsmen don't like.

"It's nonsense. Swordsmanship is just swordsmanship. Shouldn't we separate Yandao swordsmanship and Jianxiu swordsmanship?" The human-faced snake sneered.

Pei Bairen sighed softly and asked, "Do you also know the art of swordsmanship?"

The human-faced snake said: "Why don't you know? Swordsman, from technique to Tao, is just the use of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, and even the collection of the philosophy of life and the principles of heaven and earth. However, the way of swordsmanship is between the entire avenue of heaven and earth.

It’s too small, too insignificant. My Tao was born by nature and is based on a high ground, so I can naturally be condescending.”

Pei Bairen said: "I was born into a family of swordsmen since I was a child. I have used swords as weapons, but I thought that with the ultimate sword skills, I could connect with the gods and understand the laws of heaven and earth."

The human-faced serpent said: "If you can really understand the principles of heaven and earth, why not simply abandon the sword and follow the Tao and join in the cultivation of nature?"

Pei Bairen was silent, and a gleam appeared on his fingertips, transforming into a flying sword about the size of a foot.

This flying sword has a thin blade and is red in color. It does not look like it is made of metal, but it also contains a chilling light.

At the same time, around Pei Bairen and under his feet, countless dust particles condensed, and numerous sharp blades appeared out of thin air, transforming into something like a sword.

Wooden swords, bamboo swords, stone swords, jade swords, bone swords, bronze swords, iron swords, silver swords, gold swords... constantly emerge, intertwined with light and shadow, the virtual and the real are transformed, as if they were created out of thin air.

What he showed at this moment was the magical power of creation on the Great Way of Creation.

Using the heart as a sword to drive the vitality, all things can be transformed into life.

Pei Bairen said lightly: "This is my sword!"
Chapter completed!