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Chapter 45 The Road to Kendo

Huangfu'an's offensive was extremely fast, and there was a faint sound of breaking through the air. In one breath, Huangfuan came to Xu Changge, and his sharp punch contained terrifying Taoist magic.

Xu Changge did not take a step back and drew a three-foot sword from his waist.

Clang!

There was a sound of sword clanging, and Xu Changge stabbed Huangfu An, who was rushing over, with his sword.

This sword is a spiritual object that Xu Changge took from the treasure house of Dongchen Peak. It should be enough to cope with this Seven Meridians battle. The Hanqing Sword is a peerless magic weapon in Linglong Tower. It cannot be seen normally, but here is Wan Qingjian.

In Yan Holy Land, there is no guarantee that someone with excellent eyesight will not see the extraordinary features of Han Qingjian, which will only cause trouble.

Therefore, Xu Changge came to participate in this Seven Meridians Battle and specially selected a weapon that was handy. This three-foot sword was named Luoxia.

Xu Changge thrust out his sword and easily blocked Huangfu'an's punch without changing his expression.

"Sword cultivator." Huangfuan squinted his eyes slightly and felt a hint of edge from Xu Changge's three-foot sword.

Huangfu An's cultivation level was much higher than that of Xu Changge, and he did not take Xu Changge seriously: "There are three thousand avenues, and swordsmanship is one of the most difficult ways to practice. It is easy to get started, but it is as difficult as climbing to the top to reach the top. There are countless people who claim to be extraordinary.

Once a person embarks on this path, he will never truly enter the path of swordsmanship throughout his life."

Huangfu'an's words obviously meant that Xu Changge was overestimating his abilities.

In all the worlds, there are many geniuses who aspire to achieve success in the way of swordsmanship, but in the end they all disappear from the crowd, or they turn to other paths.

If you want to achieve success in the way of swordsmanship, you must either have extremely high talent, one among millions. Or you must have a famous master to guide you in the way of swordsmanship.

It is extremely stupid for a disciple of Dongchen Peak to dare to embark on the path of swordsmanship.

In Huangfu'an's eyes, Dongchen Peak is just a place where rags are collected. Even if there are extremely talented disciples, Dongchen Peak is not qualified to train them.

It is said that Wan Hanyi, who caused a strange phenomenon six hundred years ago, had to compete for the top of each peak. Later, Wan Hanyi chose Dongchen Peak. From then on, Wan Hanyi was like an ordinary person, sitting on the top of the mountain in a daze every day, as if he had become a

A waste.

A few years ago, some elders went to Dongchen Peak to have a look, and found that the eldest disciple of Dongchen Peak, Wan Hanyi, was in the middle stage of Yun Dao Realm, and the second disciple, Luo Huangxue, was in the early stage of Yun Dao Realm.

This kind of cultivation would not be ranked at all in the Wanyan Holy Land.

As everyone knows, what you see is just what I want you to see.

The disciples of Dongchen Peak are not as unbearable as the legend says.

Huangfu'an and Xu Changge were fighting, and dozens of moves were passed in just a few moments.

Huangfu An majored in boxing, and every punch he punched out had the sound of a tiger roaring, and the momentum of a tiger descending from the mountain was as powerful as breaking bamboo.

"Dongchen Peak is destined to decline!"

With this punch, Huangfu An used all his strength, and the phantoms of seven fierce tigers appeared faintly on the fist, and the bloody mouth opened wide and howled, which was frightening.

Xu Changsinger held the Luoxia Sword, and the space in all directions seemed to freeze. Huangfu An's speed became slower and slower in his eyes, like a snail.

"How can you, the frogs in the well, understand the secret of Dongchen Peak?"

Xu Changge said in a very low voice, his eyes became particularly sharp, and his sword power soared to the sky.

The path of swordsmanship can be divided into techniques, methods, and intentions. In other words, swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and sword intentions.

Swordsmanship and swordsmanship are the most basic content. As long as people with a little talent can practice diligently, they can advance. As for sword intention, it has stopped countless sword cultivators.

There are thousands of sword intentions, and different meanings can be understood according to the mind of the swordsman. For example, fire, water, darkness, light, etc.

Only by understanding the meaning of the sword can one be qualified to climb the peak of swordsmanship and become a swordsman in the true sense, with a promising future.

However, there are very few people in the world today who can master the sword intent. In the huge Wanyan Holy Land, the number of people who have comprehended the sword intent is no more than two palms. Most of them are elders and their ilk, and it took a lot of time for them to realize it.

Swordsmanship and swordsmanship are too simple for Xu Changge.

As for the sword intention, Xu Changge is naturally not a problem. Don’t forget that Xu Changge reached the pinnacle of the world in his last life and ruled the world.

The sword-control technique, the technique in Linglong Pagoda, is what Xu Changge practiced in this life.

Manage the sword with your heart, and become one with the sword.

By condensing the heart of the sword, everything can become a sword.

"cut!"

Xu Changge's momentum suddenly changed, and he slashed at Huangfu An, who was coming with a fierce momentum.

Suddenly, the sword light flashed, and before the Luoxia Sword landed in front of Huangfu An, Huangfu An's fist light showed signs of cracking.

The next moment, the galloping fists of the Seven Tigers turned into nothing, and the majestic roars of the tigers disappeared.

Boom!

The Luoxia Sword struck Huangfuan firmly on the body, directly breaking Huangfuan's body-protecting magical power, and blood spattered on the spot.

thump!

Huangfu'an was knocked away by a sword and fell to the edge of the ring. He covered the injured area with his right hand and looked extremely ugly. Huangfu'an stared at Xu Changge closely. He never thought that he would be injured by Xu Changge, nor did he expect that Xu Changge would hurt him.

The sword in the singer is so sharp.

When Huangfu'an thought of the cynicism he had just made towards Xu Changge, his face was in burning pain.

Can't lose!

No matter who you lose to, you cannot lose to the disciples of Dongchen Peak!

Huangfu An turned around and glanced at the elders of Jinluan Peak, and found that their faces were a little gloomy. If Huangfuan was really defeated by Xu Changge, Jinluan Peak would definitely become a joke in Wanyan Holy Land in the future, and Huangfu An

It will become a shame to Jinluan Peak.

With the intention of fighting to the death, Huangfu An put away his depression and stood up again. Suddenly, Huangfu An's eyes became extremely sharp, and there was even a trace of murderous intent.

Huangfu An decided to use his trump card, which even he himself could not control. It was a means to save his life. Once it was used, Huangfu Anke could not hold it back.

Originally this was used to deal with the enemy of life and death, but Huangfuan couldn't care so much now, he didn't want to lose.

If Xu Changge died in the ring, Huangfu'an would only be punished with confinement for a few months at most. If Huangfuan lost to Xu Changge, he would definitely be ridiculed by countless people.

"Xu Changge, you are seeking death on your own. You can't blame me."

Huangfu An said something sinisterly in his heart, and walked towards Xu Changge step by step.

Facing Huangfu An, whose momentum was rising, Xu Changge felt a hint of threat.

"In a battle between fellow disciples, they actually have to fight to the death for the so-called face."

Xu Changge raised his head and glanced at the elders of the Holy Land who were sitting in high positions. No one stopped this behavior.

After a few breaths, Xu Changge grasped the Luoxia Sword tightly, his eyes as bright as a torch.


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