The Sword Master's swordsmanship is naturally unique in the world. In the past, one man and one sword blocked all the demons in the west from the Shu Road, preventing them from crossing even half a step, and in the end they could only retreat with hatred.
Hang Tianyi finally understood that the key to this superb swordsmanship is not the moves, but the sword intention and sword energy.
These two are the true shortcuts. Once you understand them, you can step into the sword and reach the state where no sword is better than a sword.
Of course, this is also relative. For Hang Tianyi, who is holding a big sword, even if the opponent can win without a sword with a sword, he certainly doesn't dare to be careless. After all, it is a psychic treasure and a magical weapon!
After reading the sword technique and combining it with what he had understood, Hang Tianyi naturally had a new understanding of the sword.
It's just that we have to take another step, and it obviously won't happen in a while.
No matter what, now that he has basically memorized the sword technique, he will definitely be able to master it in the future.
"Let's go, ten-year brother, I believe the people outside have been waiting for a long time!" Hang Tianyi said these words very calmly, but there was an indescribable fierce aura in them.
Ten years nodded, his eyes also burst out with a sharp light.
When the two of them went out, they did not deliberately go through their own stone gates, but walked out together.
Everyone outside Shimen looked at Hang Tianyi and Ten Years as if they had seen something delicious.
"Everyone's coming here is a kind of fate. In this case, I feel that no one can take advantage of the opportunity here alone. We all have a share in it, how about it?"
An old man with gray hair came out, holding a dark spear. Although he was old, his eyes were shining.
This man's name is Yang Changjun. He travels through the world with a spear, and is nicknamed "Iron Gun Can't Fall Down." He is a ruthless man, and his cultivation has only stopped at the realm of Yuantai. Over the years, he has been looking for ways to break through.
"Yes, I agree with what Mr. Yang said!" said a middle-aged man. Although he is only a cultivator in the Tongxuan realm, whatever Hang Tianyi and Ten Years get, they can't wait to take it for themselves.
At this time, everyone standing behind stood behind Yang Changjun. Obviously, if Hang Tianyi and Ten Years did not take advantage of the opportunity today, a big war would be inevitable.
Li Chunlai was about to speak, but the voice of ten years was heard: "Yes, there are indeed great opportunities behind the stone gate. Since you want to
If you want it, just come up and get it!"
His expression was cold and his voice was emotionless.
"Boy, you are crazy!" a burly man shouted loudly, carrying two axes.
After not speaking for ten years, with such an effect, silence is naturally better than sound at this time.
For a moment, the huge cave fell into an indescribable and eerie tranquility.
Hang Tianyi crossed his arms on his chest and looked at these people with interest.
To be honest, although his current temperament has not changed much, his state of mind has long been naturally different.
Facing these so-called masters of martial arts, it is no longer enough.
As a person's abilities improve and his horizons broaden, many things that were once unattainable will become nothing more than that when looking back.
"Everyone, since this kid doesn't understand current affairs, we can only teach him how to behave!" someone shouted loudly.
The sound is still echoing in the same place, and the weapon in his hand has been drawn out.
After not looking at it for ten years, he raised his right hand and emitted a ray of light from his fingertips. In an instant, it seemed that he was the only ray of light in the entire cave, illuminating all the dark places.
The person who made the sound and made a sneak attack was pierced by the light emitted from Ten Years' fingertips before he could react.
For a moment, the air suddenly solidified.
After ten years of taking action, there was no sloppiness at all, as if everything fell into place, just as it should be.
What kind of young man is this? What kind of swordsmanship is this?
Could it be that this is the opportunity left by the Sword Master?
At this time, everyone's eyes were filled with blazing heat.
If it is really the swordsman's swordsmanship and he has learned it in ten years, then he will be in trouble.
"But, this is a great opportunity that can make you invincible in the world!" At this time, everyone who faced Hang Tianyi and the others had the same idea in their hearts.
"Kill!" Yang Changjun shouted, holding the spear tightly with both hands, and stabbed it out suddenly.
The gun light was released temporarily, the light shot out, and the sharp aura was so terrifying.
At this time, he was already a man and a gun.
Everyone's eyes lit up, and they felt that Yang Changjun was not only a famous master, but this move was truly extraordinary.
But they were worried that if Yang Changjun really stabbed ten years to death,
How to divide the opportunities?
So in their hearts, it was really contradictory.
But these people obviously think too much.
After ten years of walking around the world, I have never experienced failure in the Yuantai realm.
Moreover, it can also compete with the ordinary Zifu realm.
Such a master has now obtained the Sword Master's Sword Manual, which is obviously a step forward. Although Yang Changjun is indeed powerful, in his eyes, it really means nothing.
While everyone was thinking wildly, Ten Years had already taken action.
Although the iron sword in his left hand trembled a little, he still didn't draw the sword for ten years.
Because, in his eyes, this Yang Changjun didn't even chase him with his sword.
His sword can only kill opponents stronger than himself!
He pinched his right hand into a sword and pointed it out, the light condensed into a long sword.
The sharp sword energy made a hissing sound in the void.
The light of his sword was just a point compared to the light of Yang Changjun's spear.
However, the power released can actually break the surface.
In an instant, Yang Changjun's spear suddenly dimmed and collapsed from the middle.
Yang Changjun's pupils shrank slightly, he let out a long roar, and his body rose into the air.
Obviously, his actions had only one purpose, which was to avoid the glare of the sword for ten years.
But at this time, the sword light suddenly burst out, like a blooming flower of light, suspended in the void.
No, to be precise, it was a stormy wave rolling up in the ocean, which was about to drown Yang Changjun.
Yang Changjun felt that death was approaching him, and his breathing was so rapid that it was indescribable.
However, what makes him most desperate is that he is in the air at this time and has no way to raise his true energy, let alone promote the manifestation of Tao Yun.
Fortunately, at this time, someone took action.
This man is the old man who roasts chestnuts. He understands that if Yang Changjun dies.
Today, all those who have stood against Hang Tianyi for ten years will probably have to hand over their lives here.
Without him, Yang Changjun is indeed the most capable among these people. Even he himself has some gaps.
Hang Tianyi watched quietly. After ten years of obtaining the Sword Master's Sword Manual, although he only comprehended it for a short time, it was obviously more extraordinary.