[Chapter One thousand one hundred and ninety-six, forget the trick, forget the meaning, forget the l
Sword energy!
A hundred thousand miles across, walking alone and lonely!
In this sword, the loneliness contained in it rushed towards the face. Although the sword had not yet arrived, it made people feel cold.
"What a lonely sword intention!"
Linglongwan exclaimed in surprise, but did not take action.
She believed that Feng Ziyue could handle it, and she also wanted to see how much this little brother's martial arts had improved after not seeing each other for several years.
She was also very curious about this ten thousand-year-old golden corpse. She originally thought that it only borrowed the body to gain infinite power. Even though it was powerful, it was extremely limited. But what she didn't expect was that the sword intention was so brilliant!
A person with such a sword-mindedness would definitely not be an ordinary person.
"Who is he?"
Feng Ziyue's mind was trembling. He made a slight stroke with his finger and sent out a sword intent. He screamed in his mouth and heard Xiao Ran's voice. The two sword intents collided in the air and dissipated into nothingness at the same time!
His body swayed, and the golden man also shuddered, snorted coldly, and immediately turned his head without saying a word.
Feng Ziyue frowned and lowered his fingers.
"Your martial arts have really improved a lot."
Linglongwan nodded. Although the confrontation between the two of them was just for a moment in the electric light and flint, it was obvious at the first move between masters.
Feng Ziyue's current swordsmanship has reached the state of returning to nature. Although it is just an ordinary horizontal stroke, it has demonstrated the supreme essence of swordsmanship and contains countless back moves. Although the lonely sword energy is fierce, if it is used with a little excessive force, it will
You will be hit back tenfold!
But that person was also extremely accurate. His sword was ineffective and he immediately swung it away, leaving Feng Ziyue no chance to counterattack.
This attack and defense were evenly matched, and the strength displayed had reached its peak!
"The people who are able to come here are really not that simple."
"but……"
Feng Ziyue pondered and shook his head. There seemed to be some confusion between his brows. "For some reason, I always feel that this person is a little familiar."
He was certain that he had never seen this person's huge strength and lonely sword intent. He was a completely new opponent in both strength and skill. However, there was an indescribable sense of familiarity that made him
He was puzzled.
"Familiar or not, there is always a chance for us to fight."
Linglongwan sighed, "In order to win the Wenxin Sword Canon in Wenchu Village, everyone is an enemy, even you and Mr. Han. I'm afraid we have to compete to the death..."
Feng Ziyue was shocked and looked at Linglongwan, "Then Miss Linglong and I will also..."
Starting from the Tianwu Trial, he embarked on the road of endless martial arts, and received a lot of encouragement and guidance from Linglongwan. In any case, he never thought of meeting her in battle.
"That's not necessary..."
Linglongwan smiled and shook her head, "I didn't come here for the Heart-Questing Sword Code. My martial arts is already clear, so there's no need to ask for it from outside."
Feng Ziyue was startled when he heard this, and his heart couldn't help but move.
The Questioning Heart Sword Code is one of the four great books, and it is the top martial arts secret manual in the universe. It is at the same level as his Taixuan Sensing Chapter, and Linglongwan can actually say words that are not false. Could it be said that she has also obtained
Another Four Great Books?
Linglongwan saw his gaze and smiled slightly, as if she understood.
At this time, footsteps came from behind them, and the Great Priest also stepped through the threshold of the Sword Gate and entered the Supreme Sword Palace.
His face looked very tired, obviously this was a hard task for him who was declining.
Linglongwan's eyes flashed and she nodded slightly, "It turns out it's Master Muji..."
The Great Priest looked around at everyone and sighed, "Miss Linglong, you are here too. Seeing you grow up from generation to generation, I really feel that I am in decline..."
Linglongwan and Damuji had also met before, and Feng Ziyue was secretly shocked. It seemed that Damuji, who lived in seclusion in Zhuque Qisu, had a great background. What he knew and seen far exceeded the scope of Qisu. He could live in peace and quiet in Qisu.
Among the seven constellations, Rang Jian occupies the first place. Firstly, it is indeed because of his old age, and secondly, he has great ambitions.
The palace was noisy for a while, but Kuangren Chu never looked back. In his eyes, he only seemed to have martial arts skills on the wall, and he didn't care about other people at all.
Linglongwan chatted with Fengziyue for a while, asked him how he was doing, and then smiled apologetically.
"Little brother, the time in the Supreme Sword Palace is limited, I won't delay you anymore, you can study the martial arts on the wall on your own, just pay attention to collect your mind, don't get too addicted."
"I want to go over and help Senior Han. If you have any difficulty, just call me."
Feng Ziyue nodded, "Miss Linglong, please help yourself."
He saw Linglongwan walking back to Han Wangsun, and Damuji was also eager to look at the martial arts on the wall and didn't say much to him. The ancient attacker naturally returned to Chu Kuangren and stopped disturbing him.
Feng Ziyue then Shi Shiran walked forward. He was not in a hurry, his heart was calm, he took a deep breath, and then looked at the wall on the left.
Zheng!
As far as his eyes could see, Feng Ziyue only felt the sound of metal hitting in his head, like a sword strike, and there was a brilliance in front of him, like a dazzling sword light flying in the air!
He hurriedly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the illusion of sword light disappeared without a trace, and he could only see the words written with flying dragons and phoenixes on the wall, densely packed, almost thousands of words in total.
Tianyuan Wuchu was standing in front of this wall, staring blankly at the wall. His black clothes were shaking, and he stretched out his right hand, his fingers changing directions. Every flexion and extension was an extremely exquisite sword technique!
Facing this supreme swordsmanship, masters like Tian Yuan Wuwei can create peerless swordsmanship and martial arts almost every minute and every second!
But there was no joy on his face.
"It's not right...it's still wrong..."
Tian Yuan was pale in color, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead. Every move on his fingers seemed to be a top martial arts skill in the eyes of ordinary masters. He might break his head for it, but he abandoned it like a worn-out shoe and never did it.
Not retrying once.
No, even the most exquisite swordsmanship is still wrong!
His expression became increasingly frustrated and angry, and the feeling of never being able to find the final key was extremely frustrating!
Feng Ziyue sighed and read only half a sentence of the record on the wall. His heart moved. Sure enough, there were countless secrets of peerless swordsmanship emerging from his mind. However, he did not demonstrate them like Tianyuan Wuchang, only slightly.
Shake your head and forget all these wonderful sword skills!
There is a method of moving, which is definitely not the level reached by this Heart-Questing Sword Code!
Only when you forget your moves and your intentions, and your feelings and self, can you understand the essence of the art of swordsmanship!
Don't be obsessed with external things, don't be obsessed by power!
For some reason, when he glanced at the records in the Questioning Heart Sword Code, Feng Ziyue's mind suddenly became clear. It was as if these cognitions were written in his mind!
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