Chapter 237

"You also master the artistic conception of martial arts?" Staring at Jiang Feng, situ Liuyun slowly spits out his way. His calm eyes finally have a change. He thinks that he has mastered the martial arts mood of Xingyuan qichongtian, which is even more terrifying than him.

"Are you the only one in the world who can master the artistic conception of martial arts?" Jiang Feng disdains to say that a person with outstanding talent can really master the artistic conception of martial arts one step ahead of time before entering the realm of Tibet. This is not against heaven.

"Then try to have a more powerful artistic conception of martial arts." Situ Liuyun said deeply, then with a big wave of his hand, the surging hurricane, like a mountain torrent, rolled away towards Jiangfeng.

"The artistic conception of wind has been fully understood by him!" Rain spring and autumn look changed, and a group of people back out, to provide more space for the two men fighting.

The rest of them also changed slightly when they heard the words. There is an essential difference between mastering the artistic conception of martial arts and understanding it.

If you only master the artistic conception, you can't do what you want, and your power is limited.

If you can understand it thoroughly, it will be another effect. The artistic conception will follow your heart, and ten li will become a precipice. Under the impetus of the artistic conception, the place of ten li will be the master!

Although it's an old saying, it's no exaggeration at all. If you master the complete artistic conception of martial arts, you can really burst out with unimaginable lethality. As long as the artistic conception is strong enough, you can form your own unique realm.

The rolling wind is raging in the void, making bursts of thunder like sound, almost breaking people's eardrums.

Jiang Feng's body is like a rock, standing still, like the eyes of the vast stars, gazing at the terrible roaring hurricane, gradually blooming the same cold light, like a sword Qi, suddenly splitting out in the deep eyes.

And then this light of killing, if the sun rises, instantly covers the whole pupil.

That is at the moment, a mighty murderous spirit broke out from Jiang Feng, and the killing mood was completely opened by him, which made the void of the whole body collapse rapidly at this moment.

The eyes of all the people were staring at Jiang Feng, showing the color of surprise. The strong spirit of killing was like the revival of a generation of demons. The evil spirit swept the whole imperial city for hundreds of miles, making the whole Imperial City shrouded in the idea of killing.

Jiang Feng's straight body, wrapped in endless murderous atmosphere, his eyes become colder and colder, as if they were a pair of sharp swords, and the void is broken.

"He will not have mastered the artistic conception to the heart of the step!" The red robed old man of ziyanzong was evergreen, and he vomited with an uncertain look.

It's a very high realm to enter the heart. It's not enough to understand the artistic conception of martial arts thoroughly. We need to integrate the mind and spirit to make it one.

Only some experienced old monsters, or immortal families with super strong foundation, can master this ancient method of practice.

How can Jiang Feng, a mere teenager, cultivate the artistic conception of martial arts into his heart? This is something that many people who really know the Tibetan territory may not be able to do.

"Kill Jiang Feng suddenly drank, and his endless killing spirit was condensed into countless long swords, just like a rainbow, chopping out of the air.

Boom!!!

The artistic conception of wind, the artistic conception of killing, two completely different artistic conceptions, collided directly together, giving out the sound of shaking heaven and earth.

All the people present were shocked. It was too strong. Both of them were just Xingyuan realm, but they both mastered the artistic conception of martial arts. Under this collision, the power that broke out can only be described as terror.

Infinite wind, such as the torrent, all pervasive, hard surging!!

Jiang Feng's killing spirit is also not simple. His countless swords are fierce and unmatched. They pierce through the void and cut away the raging wind. Suddenly, like strips of cloth, they are torn into countless pieces.

"Kill Situ Liuyun burst out to drink, and the split hurricanes turned into the air currents and rushed to Jiangfeng.

Jiang Feng's eyes suddenly changed. He didn't expect that situ Liuyun's artistic conception of wind was so powerful that he was split by the random sword transformed from the artistic conception of killing. He could still maintain his powerful lethality and continue to impact.

"I'll kill you and never move forward!" Jiang Feng recites it silently and tries his best to arouse the mood of killing. The more terrible killing breaks out and rushes into the sky. In an instant, it collides with countless wind currents.

Bang bang!!!

All of a sudden, a series of explosions came out, just like the sound of firecrackers, which completely smashed the void in the center of the two people. The mood of killing and the mood of wind disappeared in an instant.

Jiang Feng body decisively back out, the body blood shock more than, but he did not stand firm body, then cast space magic move, the body instantly disappeared.

At this time, situ Liuyun's body also stepped back, making a group of people look strange and powerful. He was born with a profound and fluent body. He was accepted as a disciple by the suque empire of Jiuyou ancient state. Now he is only 16 or 17 years old, and his cultivation has reached the ninth heaven of Xingyuan, which is also a master of the artistic conception of wind.

However, after colliding with Jiang Feng in the seventh heaven of Xingyuan, it's an amazing scene that Jiang Feng is equal to the first evil genius in Fengguo by his cultivation in the lower double heaven.

The old man with silver hair in Fengguo was not so shocked, but angry. Jiang Feng is nothing. How can he be compared with Liuyun.

His fury is destined to last!

At this time, Jiang Feng had already killed situ Liuyun in front of him in a flash, and then urged the hand of the demon God to fly out with a strong hand.

Situ Liuyun's face suddenly changed. He had just collided with Jiang Feng with the artistic conception of wind. They all stepped back. It occurred to him that Jiang Feng was killed like a ghost in a short moment.

Looking at the place where Jiang Feng was standing, he saw a figure gradually disappearing. Situ Liuyun's eyes were stiff. It was just a mirage!

Whoosh!

The strong wind whistling brought situ Liuyun back to reality, staring at Jiang Feng, his eyes suddenly sank.

"Sky Gang smashes empty palm!"

A burst of drink, I saw situ Liuyun arm, surging out of the vast power of the stars, immediately overbearing without a hand, flying to meet Jiang Feng's right hand.

Bang!!

With a deafening sound, situ Liuyun's body suddenly retreated along the ground, which immediately made countless people gape. Isn't the first evil genius in Fengguo inferior to Jiang Feng?

"Is this your strength? If so, you can go back to Fengguo and eat shit!" Jiang Feng looks at situ Liuyun and sneers coldly.