In the early morning, there was thick fog again in Fog City. This time, even inside Fog City, there was a light mist.
In the Wei family, in the back mountain, the breeze blows, but it makes the thin layer thicker and thicker. On a remote cliff, there are waves of falling stones.
All that could be seen was a figure standing quietly in it, with bright eyes and a big knife in his hand, but he was motionless. What was surprising was that the fog that was three meters away from him was inaccessible. All the approaching fog,
He was instantly forced back by the sword's will.
The figure is naturally Wei Hong. At this time, he maintains the method of drawing the sword and silently recalls the magical sword skills.
With a slight wave of his right hand, he saw that the sword was emitting a trace of sword energy and directly touched the cliff in front of him.
"boom"
The fierce collision directly caused the stones on the cliff to fall off.
"It's still wrong." Wei Hong shook his head slightly and murmured. The magic sword technique is about a magic word. When the sword technique is used, it uses skill to defeat the enemy and confuse the enemy. However, when he uses it himself, it is...
Too overbearing.
It can be said that magic swordsmanship and domineering swordsmanship are two completely different styles. Wei Hong took a tranquility pill, which made him enter the realm of unity of mind and spirit again and fell into practice.
.....
Half a month passed quietly as Wei Hong practiced the magic sword technique. During this half month, Wei Hong only returned to the courtyard once, gave Xiaoye a few words, and then started practicing the sword technique without any distractions.
There are four levels of magic sword skills in total. By practicing the first level, you can transform into five hundred magic swords. The second level is one thousand swords, the third level is two thousand swords, and the fourth level is three thousand swords. The magic sword is
In law, the first thing is to speak quickly, and the second thing is to speak skillfully.
"cut."
Wei Hong suddenly opened his eyes and shouted softly, only to see one of his swords slashing towards the distance. After Wei Hong took out his sword, five hundred swords flashed at the same time, and each sword was like that.
Really, it seemed that Wei Hong's hands were used as the axis, and five hundred swords were shot out in an instant.
"boom!"
A layer of deep cracks appeared on the ground, and a joy flashed in Wei Hong's eyes. After half a month, he finally mastered the first level. He sheathed the sword, and Wei Hong breathed a sigh of relief.
"It seems that Wei Zhen is worrying too much." Wei Hong said with a smile. In the past half month, Wei Zhen came here three times. Wei Zhen did not leave until he confirmed that he was fine. However, Wei Hong did not feel any discomfort at all.
Suddenly, Wei Hong frowned. With his mental power, he had just felt the breath of a living creature. However, when Wei Hong felt it again, it seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
"what happened?"
Wei Hong couldn't understand, but after that, Wei Hong stopped thinking about it and was preparing to continue practicing the second level of the magic sword technique. While Wei Hong was practicing, even he didn't notice that he had
, unexpectedly exuding a trace of murderous aura unconsciously.
I could only see Wei Hong's sword skills getting faster and faster, as if he was out of control, and the murderous intention on Wei Hong's body was getting stronger and stronger.
kill!
kill!
Deep in his mind, there were roars one after another. With this roar, Wei Hong's eyes turned blood red. At this time, Wei Hong seemed to be possessed by a demon, and he was actually dancing his sword non-stop.
, surrounded by a mess.
"puff"
At the critical moment, Wei Hong bit the tip of his tongue with the clarity deep in his soul, and his eyes returned to normal. However, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned slightly pale.
But at this time, when Wei Hong used his soul power, he felt a trace of the breath of a living creature again. When he wanted to pursue it, it disappeared without a trace again. Wei Hong's face changed, and he finally understood what happened.
Something's happened.
Directly inserting the tyrant sword on the cliff, Wei Hong sat cross-legged on the ground. He remembered what Wei Zhen had warned him, saying that this set of sword skills was the result of a man in the demonic path who was besieged by many people.
, fell into a desperate situation, and instantly created a set of sword skills. Because of this, the head of the family said that there might be the soul of the person in the demonic path, or his unyielding will, so ordinary people can practice it.
will fall into it.
However, now Wei Hong understands that this set of sword techniques should have a wonderful attack that can confuse people's minds, but it has no ability to think, because this sword technique hurts people, and even hurts yourself more.
In order to verify his idea, Wei Hong stood up again and used the sword technique again. However, his soul power was also released. As Wei Hong performed the magic sword technique, his soul power actually sensed
Countless small white dots were actually divided into four directions and attacked in all four directions.
These white spots cannot be seen with the naked eye. When he saw the white spots attacking him, Wei Hong's sword intent instantly filled his body, forming an encirclement and crushing all the white spots. Moreover, Wei Hong actually heard
There were roars that were inaudible to the human ear.
At this time, Wei Hong's mind sank into it, and he found that there were some white spots in his mind, echoing the distant views outside. A sneer appeared on the corner of Wei Hong's mouth, and a sword intent was released directly from the depths of his soul. In an instant, all
He was strangled.
After starting to practice again, Wei Hong's sword intention surrounded him, making it impossible for all the little white dots to get close to him. After a few times, Wei Hong completely mastered the magic sword technique, and the second sword technique was also successfully completed.
The practice is successful.
"call,"
Wei Hong breathed a long sigh of relief. The Earth Level Kung Fu, especially the flawed Demon Sect Kung Fu, had been practiced to the second level in half a month. If others knew about it, they would probably call Wei Hong a genius.
However, Wei Hong is a little dissatisfied. You must know that in the current Wuqi Continent, there was a Sword King before him, and he reached Wuzong at the age of twelve. Moreover, although Wei Hong has one point more Sword Intent than the Sword King, that is
The accumulation of his two lives, in his previous life, he only realized the meaning of the sword at the age of twenty-five. Later, he became the core disciple of the sect of Wuji Kingdom.
Moreover, the Wuji Kingdom is only a country in Yanquan, and the Yanquan Region only has more than thirty small countries, more than twenty Chinese, and more than a dozen large countries. The sects of these countries are naturally countless.
There are countless geniuses in these countries. Therefore, Wei Hong felt a little pressure at this moment. The journey of martial arts is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Naturally, you cannot relax for a moment, and you have to pursue it forever.
"Boy, you all can stay!"
At this time, Wei Hong suddenly heard the sound of fighting. When he heard the sound, Wei Hong couldn't help but frown, and his figure moved and flew towards the ground in an instant.