Chapter 386

"I'm not very good at swordsmanship, but if you want to use a sword, I can accompany you!"

On the small square, Su Yi looked at Jian Xi and opened his mouth. With the voice falling, his eyes suddenly closed slightly, and the sword in his hand was shoulder level.

All of a sudden, on this small square, two figures are opposite, and two invisible strong breath confrontation.

A red vitality light and a deep black vitality light are surging, such as the flame is surging.

The blazing temperature and vigorous momentum made the void around tight.

The invisible power filled the air, and the disciples around dared not approach.

Seeing two extraordinary young people in the audience, the audience fell into silence.

Everyone knows that at this time, both of them will have the strongest strength.

"Compared with swordsmanship, how can an external disciple be the opponent of brother Jian Xi!"

"Elder martial brother Jian Xi cultivates sword skills, which are all non external martial arts from our divine sword sect, and external disciples can't compare!"

"Don't think about looking at that Su Yi. The fist and palm techniques he just performed are equally extraordinary. He won't be under senior brother Jian Xi!"

A moment later, in the tense atmosphere, someone whispered.

"Is brother Su Yi proficient in swordsmanship?"

Looking at the scene, Zhang Qing was shocked.

"How can this boy be so strong? Is he still proficient in swordsmanship?"

Among the crowd, the young man who was taught by Su Yi in the sword hall a few days ago looked very gloomy.

"Hum, I have some strength, but I won't be the opponent of the captain after all!"

Among the dozens of disciples of the torture hall present, there were young people with slightly heavy faces.

They are very clear about the strength of Jian Xi. The barehanded in front of them is just a warm-up.

Sword eleven with a sword in hand is the real sword eleven!

"Unexpectedly, he closed his eyes. This guy is so arrogant. Is he going to die?"

"It's too arrogant. Don't you even take brother Jian Xi with you!"

Someone noticed that Su Yi's eyes had been closed, which was too arrogant.

In the whole generation of Shenjian sect, even the demons and perverts in the front of the sword tower dare not face Jian Xi so arrogantly and ignored.

On the square, the middle-aged men and women in deacons' costumes stood up together and watched from a distance.

"No, it's very wrong. Have you found that Su Yi seems a little strange!"

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During the deacon, someone showed a little surprise in his eyes, as if he felt abnormal.

"There is something wrong, but I can't tell!"

A middle-aged woman said that her eyes had been falling on Su Yi, and she also felt something special.

"I seem to feel a sword!"

With a middle-aged mouth, from that Su Yi's body, he seemed to feel a kind of sword meaning.

"Jian Yi, how can it be? Su Yi is just yuan Lingjing!"

There is a deacon shaking his head, sword intention, which is the realm that many swordsmen dream of.

This realm has nothing to do with cultivation, but comes from kendo.

The meaning of sword, which is said to come from the unity of form, spirit, emotion and reason, is the coordination of the existence of emptiness and reality, which is not only born of accidents, but also contained in images. It is a legendary realm, and the swordsman's understanding of the sword has reached an unprecedented realm, which is called sword meaning.

Generally speaking, among the swordsmen in the realm of the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, if they can understand their own sword meaning, it is already a genius.

Yuan Lingjing is too immature. How can it reach that height.

You should know that the meaning of the sword is the extension of the origin, which only belongs to the sword and is the traceability of the sword.

"Su Yi's body is full of mystery. It's not a sword. It's also unusual!"

The middle-aged deacon who just spoke spoke spoke, and her eyes shone.

She could feel that the invisible aura from the outer disciple at the moment was absolutely different.

Jian Xi was also looking at Su Yi. Under the sharp breath of his body, his eyes fluctuated.

As the only party, Jian Xi can feel it at the moment. Obviously, the guy closed his eyes like arrogance, but it gives him a feeling of difficulty.

At this time, Jian Xi knew that the boy was not arrogant, but was already preparing.

The man in front of him stood quietly with a sword, which seemed not to be a sword move, but more like a momentum, showing an invisible aura.

Jian Xi is looking for flaws, but it is the ordinary can't be ordinary, simple can't be simple posture, but he can't find any flaws.

If it was shot anyway, from that angle, the sword in Su Yi's hand was aiming at him at any time.

Jian Xi was completely moved. As a swordsman, he wouldn't think it was just a coincidence. The other party's understanding on the sword might also be beyond his expectation!

Eyes slightly closed, Su Yi's posture at the moment was exactly the same as that of the mural in the sword cave.

Su Yi's three foot Qingfeng long sword, I don't know when it began, gradually had a faint sound of wind and thunder, clanged, filled with brilliance, and a sharp breath fluctuated faintly, rippling all over the body.

Jian Xi's face was no longer cold, and there was a shocking color in his eyes.

The young figure in front of me was as motionless as a mountain. It was obviously the most common posture, but at the moment it gave people a feeling of being unshakable. It seemed that the posture contained endless potential and authority, which was wonderful!

Even at the moment, Jian Xi seemed to feel that once he took his hand, the former's flat posture would surge, and a fierce offensive would sweep the four directions!

But Jian Xi was no one else. The sword in his hand was neighing, and his eyes were staring at Su Yi tightly. There was no fear, but a surge of fighting spirit penetrated from his deep eyes, covering his pupils.

"It seems that my achievement on the sword will not be low, so let's go all out. I will win. Follow me back to the penalty hall, I will lose, and I will quit the penalty hall from now on!"

There was a black light flashing in his eyes, and the fiery belligerence in Jian Xi's eyes was diffuse.

He is Jian Xi. His strongest strength is in the sword in his hand. If he can't defeat the boy in front of him, it will become an obstacle on his way to practice in this life.

He must win this war!

"Hum!"

As the words of Jian Xi fell, the sword light burst on the sword in his hand, and the light of the sword flickered, just like a spirit snake swimming. At the same time, the four levels of cultivation breath of the yuan spirit realm was completely released, and swept away.

"Hiss..."

The vitality swept under the sole of the foot, and the figure of Jian Xi burst out, and the body shape was almost like a fuzzy shadow that disappeared in an instant.

The air was torn, and the sword in Jian Xi's hand vibrated at the same time, and his wrist shook. The sword light turned into blurred light and shadow. The extremely sharp air cut through the air, making the air ripple like ripples in the water, sending out the breaking wind of 'Xiu Xiu'.

All of a sudden, the sword lights burst out and burst out, almost covering the surrounding void.

The sword light roared, and under the promotion of sword 11, it swept over Su Yi in an instant.