() Time flies by like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, another month has passed.
The back mountain of Ming Jianfeng is full of steep cliffs, surrounded by clouds and mist. A young man dressed in Tsing Yi, the standard of an outer disciple, holding a long sword of hundred-refined fine steel, moved between the steep stone walls, the sword wind howling.
The terrain here is dangerous, and it is at the center of the wind. Every moment, there are sharp winds sweeping through the swirling clouds and mists, constantly bombarding Jiang Wen's body. The wind is invisible and has no quality, it is the softest in the world.
However, the strong wind blowing down from a height of 10,000 feet is extremely fierce. If you are not careful, you may be blown off the cliff of 10,000 feet and your body will be shattered into pieces.
Swish! Swish! Swish!....
Jiang Wen withstood the pressure of the strong wind and quickly thrust out dozens of sword rays in succession. The sharp sword rays instantly shredded the clouds and mist around him into pieces.
It was as if there was an invisible force pulling him. The longer he practiced the sword, the faster and faster he drew the sword. In the end, in one breath, he could strike thirty-six swords crazily.
The speed of the sword was so fast that it was like a strong wind. The sword body and the wind force merged into one, and it was impossible to tell where the sword light was and where the wind force was.
At this point, Jiang Wen's 'Crazy Thunder Slash' sword technique has been practiced to a small level.
"The wind slashes, breaks!"
Feeling that the speed of the sword light had reached its ultimate limit, Jiang Wen suddenly shouted loudly, forcibly lifted the zhenqi in his dantian, and poured it crazily into the fine steel sword in his hand.
In the next moment, his figure suddenly leaped high into the air and swooped down from the boulder.
In an instant, dozens of sword lights flashing in the air suddenly merged into one and fell down like meteors. Immediately, there was a loud roar, and a terrifying sword three inches deep and several meters long was drawn on the boulder opposite.
mark.
Sheathing his sword, Jiang Wen stood facing the wind, thinking hard on the edge of the cliff.
The violent consumption of his true energy caused the blood all over his body to surge. Not only was his breathing rapid, but his skin also turned a bright red, as if he had been exposed to the sun.
After a while, his breathing became steady, his eyes turned away from the sword marks in front of him, and he sighed to himself: "No wonder Deacon Wang Jun has been persuading me to switch to other martial arts. It turns out that this Crazy Thunder Sword Sword
It's so difficult to practice the art. With the help of spiritual power, I was able to strike thirty-six swords in one second, but I still didn't really understand the essence of this set of determination. Could it be that I was on the wrong path?
wrong?"
More than three months have passed since he came to this world. Jiang Wen's cultivation level has also been promoted from the initial fourth level of the Mortal Realm to the current peak of the sixth heaven of the Mortal Realm. Except for the daily morning and night.
In addition to practicing Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu regularly in the evening, he spent almost all his time studying the 'Crazy Thunder Slash' sword technique.
Crazy Thunder Slash is a swordsmanship secret book that records two sword skills, namely 'Violent Wind Slash' and 'Thunder Slash'. Behind the original pages of the secret book, there are traces of parts being torn off, about thirty or so.
The content of the page is missing, which is probably the reason why this swordsmanship is called a fragmentary version.
After two months of practice, Jiang Wen has mastered the first style of 'Blizzard Slash' to the state of small success, and he can vaguely sense that he is only one step away from the state of great success, but
There was always a thin barrier in front of him, and it seemed that he could pierce through this barrier with just a slight poke, but he never got the point.
"Huh? There's someone!"
At this moment, Jiang Wen's brows trembled, and he suddenly felt a powerful aura approaching quickly. Without hesitation, he pulled out his long sword and struck hard in the direction of the incoming person.
Whoosh!
A whistling sword wind split the clouds in front of Jiang Wen, revealing a graceful figure in front of him.
On a boulder ten meters away from Jiang Wen, a young girl of about 17 or 18 years old, wearing a snow-white dress, stood with her hands behind her hands. Her figure was slightly thin and she seemed weak, but Jiang
When Wen's spiritual power approached her, she clearly felt a strong sense of oppression.
"You have been practicing swordplay here for more than a month?"
Seeing Jiang Wen's expression as if he was facing a formidable enemy, the girl's face showed a hint of surprise, and then her lips moved slightly, and a clear voice sounded like an oriole's cry.
"Outer disciple Jiang Wen has met Senior Sister Zou!"
The memory flashed in Jiang Wen's mind, and he immediately recognized the other party's identity, then quickly put away his sword and bowed respectfully.
The girl with beautiful appearance and temperament in front of her is none other than Zou Rong, who ranks seventh among the thirty-six inner disciples of Ming Jianfeng. It is said that her cultivation has already reached the late stage of the Xiantian realm, even among all the twelve peaks of Lingyun Sect.
Among the five hundred inner disciples, he also ranks among the best.
At this time, Zou Rong was also very curious. In the past year, she had been practicing on a cliff opposite Jiang Wen. Until more than a month ago, he suddenly heard the sound of sword wind whistling from the opposite side.
At first, the opponent's sword skills were sparse, and the whistling sound of the sword wind was scattered and weak. But day after day after that, she could clearly feel that the opponent's sword skills were improving rapidly every moment. Just now, she
Suddenly, I heard and saw a sharp sword flashing on the cliff opposite. Even though it was hundreds of meters away, it was still powerful.
She knew that this was a sign that the opponent's sword skills were close to the level of perfection. After thinking about it several times, she still couldn't restrain her curiosity and wanted to meet this strange 'genius disciple'. But she never thought
, the person who appeared in front of him turned out to be just a young boy of twelve or thirteen years old, and he was also an outer disciple.
"What you practice is the Crazy Thunder Sword Technique?"
Seeing that Jiang Wen recognized her, Zou Rong stopped being reserved, walked slowly to Jiang Wen, looked him up and down, and then asked a question.
"Exactly!"
Jiang Wen was neither humble nor arrogant, and answered seriously.
For outer sect disciples, Xuan-level martial arts are definitely rare skills, but for inner sect disciples like Zou Rong, getting a Xuan-level martial arts is nothing, so Jiang Wen has no need to hide it.
"You practiced wrong!"
Unexpectedly, Zou Rong pondered for a moment and then spoke: "Your enlightenment is good, but you are going in the wrong direction. The essence of Crazy Thunder Sword Jue does not lie in 'speed', but in 'power'."
use."
Speaking of this, Zou Rong herself was also puzzled. The male disciples who usually pursued her were also talented, but she did not use excuses, but today she actually took the initiative to become interested in Jiang Wen, an outer disciple, and
He also spoke up and gave advice. If this matter spread, it would definitely cause an uproar.
"Please give me some advice, senior sister!"
Hearing Zou Rong's words, Jiang Wen's eyes lit up, and he immediately plucked up the courage, raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at Zou Rong's eyebrows.
He knew that as long as he advanced to the Xiantian Realm, he would naturally understand the magical effect of 'aura'. The purpose of Zou Rong's instructions was to make him retreat. However, he had a heart that refused to admit defeat and wanted to experience the Xiantian Realm.
What was so mysterious about the monk's 'aura'? So, he launched a challenge to Zou Rong.
"You're really good!"
A hint of surprise suddenly flashed across Zou Rong's eyes, which were as bright as stars, and she immediately smiled and said: "I practice the Xuan-level low-level martial arts Thirteen Flowing Cloud Swords, and I understand the 'Flowing Cloud Sword Power'.
Although it is completely different from the sword power incorporated in Crazy Thunder Slash, stones from other mountains can attack jade, I hope you can learn from it!"
The moment the words fell, Zou Rong raised his hand, and the situation suddenly changed.
The clouds and mist surrounding the cliffs gathered towards the palm of Zou Rong's hand. After a moment, the clouds and mist in the sky turned into a giant sword about ten feet long, and chopped off Jiang Wen's head.
"This is the strength of Xiantian realm masters, how terrifying it is!"
Jiang Wen opened his eyes wide, watching the sword light magnify in front of his eyes, and his heart seemed to be filled with turbulent waves at the same time, with all kinds of thoughts and thoughts tumbling endlessly.
This sword was mysterious and unpredictable. It seemed that it was no longer a sword technique, but a cloud dragon changing back and forth in the air. When the majestic sword light came towards him, Jiang Wen found that no matter how he dodged, he could not dodge at all.
After firing this sword, this extremely dangerous feeling like a ray of light on his back made him break out in a cold sweat.
boom!
The giant sword evolved from clouds and mist exploded suddenly the moment it landed on Jiang Wen's head, turning into clouds and mist that dissipated one after another. At this moment, Jiang Wen's pupils full of shock suddenly flashed.
A flash of light passed through.
"That's it! The so-called momentum is a simple use of spiritual power!"
When Zou Rong condensed the giant sword of cloud and mist, Jiang Wen's mental force field clearly captured a vague fluctuation of mental power. Originally he thought it was his illusion, but when the giant sword of cloud and fog dissipated in front of him,
In an instant, he clearly felt that the spiritual power belonging to Zou Rong was fading rapidly.
As a former S-level spiritual power user, Jiang Wen's spiritual power level once reached the level of a seventh-level spiritual master. His understanding and application of spiritual power are definitely a hundred times better than Zou Rong.
Although after experiencing rebirth, his spiritual power level dropped to the level of a first-level spiritual master, his total spiritual power is still higher than that of Zou Rong, a Xiantian realm master. Naturally, he can easily
Discover the secret of so-called 'momentum'.
"The mad ones are powerful! The wind ones are fast! Using Qi to control the sword, the power is like the violent wind, which is the violent wind slash!"
At this time, Jiang Wen carefully recalled the contents of the secret book of 'Crazy Thunder Slash'. Suddenly, a key phrase came into his mind, and an idea suddenly flashed in his heart: This is the key to 'Crazy Wind Slash'.
Using Qi to control the sword, as the name suggests, is to use the true energy to urge the sword in your hand, making the sword skills faster and more powerful. It is as powerful as the wind, which means that when drawing the sword, you must condense your own mental power to imitate it.
The 'momentum' of the strong wind is integrated into the sword technique, sweeping out like a roaring wind, invincible!
"Haha, that's it, I know!"
After understanding the secret of the 'Crazy Thunder Slash' sword technique, Jiang Wen laughed, immediately raised the long sword in his hand, jumped up from the ground, landed on a flat boulder, and then swung dozens of swords into the air one after another.
At the beginning, Jiang Wen's movements were still a little unfamiliar, and he could clearly see the afterimage left by the long sword in the air. But in the end, Jiang Wen's speed reached the extreme, and his entire body disappeared, leaving only traces of the sword in the air.
There was a dazzling sword light and a series of 'chichi' sounds that broke through the air.
At this moment, Jiang Wen could feel the long sword in his hand, pulled by the spiritual power, like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Each sword was as fast as a sword, and each sword was as strong as a sword. He swung it out one after another, hitting anything in front of him.
All enemies will be torn into pieces by the continuous sword light!
"Severe wind, break!"
When the speed of the sword light reached its peak, Jiang Wen suddenly shouted loudly, and vast spiritual power spurted out from his body and merged into the fine steel sword in his hand.
In an instant, the speed of the sword light broke through the sound barrier, and a sharp explosion was heard in the air. The majestic zhenqi was sharply compressed and condensed in the sword body, converging into an invisible and colorless transparent sword light that was more than a foot long.
Spit it out from the tip of the sword without revealing it.
Peng!
There was a loud roar, and a huge boulder blocking Jiang Wen's body was struck by the sword energy. It exploded and shattered into hundreds of fist-sized rocks, which exploded in all directions.
"Haha, I have finally mastered this technique of Wild Wind Slash!"
The power of the sword was so terrifying that even Jiang Wen, who had caused all this, couldn't help but be stunned. The training just now had exhausted the true energy in his body, but the exhaustion of his body could not hide his face.
surprise on.
Using Qi to control the sword, it is as powerful as the strong wind!
At this point, Jiang Wen has mastered the first form of the Crazy Thunder Sword Art, Wild Wind Slash, to a great level. He can easily attach his own aura to the sword body, making the power of the sword technique increase several times in an instant.
Even a seventh-level monk in the Mortal Realm who is one level higher than him can never stop his full sword.