Before the sword came out, Ling Jianqi flew around, and Feng Yixiu had to step back a dozen steps to avoid being hurt by Ling Jianqi.

I don’t know if it’s the illusion of Feng Yixiu. He feels that Feng Qianjue is the center, and the surrounding scenery has begun to change into black and white. An unspeakable killing feeling can't help but rush into my heart.

As if Feng Qianjue was the master of this world, even the clouds in the sky quickly moved towards the wind and began to gather, the whole world became slow.

"Sword-drawing · Slash!"

Although Feng Yixiu had concentrated on watching Feng Qianjue's movements, he still didn't see his movements of drawing swords. He could only see a slender curved sword gas spreading at a very fast speed.

Jian Qi stretches for thousands of kilometers, and the seemingly powerless little Jian Qi cuts off all obstacles it encounters!

No matter whether it is through all the flowers, trees, or boulders, this sword gas can't be stopped even for a moment, even the huge mountain that stretches for hundreds of meters is easily penetrated.

"clang!"

Feng Qianjue's chaotic magic sword completely returned to the blade, and a clear and pleasing sound of gold stone was issued, and the whole sky was restored to the clear again.

"Booming..."

When the blade was just returned to the sheath, all the flowers and trees within a thousand kilometers, as well as the huge mountain covering hundreds of meters, were cut off at the same time, and began to fall off. The incision was as smooth as a mirror!

"Guru..."

Feng Yixiu watched all these things in front of him for a long time, and could not help but swallow.

He vowed that he had never seen such a horrible swordsmanship in his life, only that the power of a sword could have such a devastating power.

Feng Qianjue threw Chaos Magic Sword to Feng Yixiu again, and said lightly: "Have you seen clearly?"

Feng Yixiu shook his head stupefiedly, stupefied: "I didn't see clearly..."

The speed of drawing the sword is too fast. Although Feng Yixiu has been absorbed, even the thunderbolt has been used, but he has not captured the exact movement of the other party.

He was able to see that it was only enough to make heaven and earth eclipsed by sword spirit, and that he felt the fierce sword spirit that went forward.

Feng Yixiu intended to accept a lesson from his father, but what surprised him was that his father was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said: "It's right if you don't see clearly. My extreme ghost swordsmanship is not serious, not General swordsmanship that can be learned by observing movements can only be tempered through the heart's perception and will."

"Ah?" Feng Yixiu saw that his father was not angry and scratched his head in confusion, frowning: "So how do I practice sword drawing?"

"This is your own business. Remember that the sword-drawing type focuses on the power and the intention, and the belief in killing and winning is placed on the sword in your hand. You see that sword energy is the killing, so the theory The more murderous you are, the stronger your power will be." Feng Qianjue said lightly.

"Position and intention? Is murderous energy transformed into sword energy?" Feng Yixiu was even more confused, but there was still some insight.

The focus of this sword-drawing style is not the moment when the sword is drawn, but the momentum-building action before the sword is drawn, which can completely suppress the opponent with momentum and murderousness.

Then the movements will come naturally, the only thing you need to do is to practice how to accumulate and condense the murderous...

Feng Yixiu closed his eyes naturally. The whole person seemed to be in a mysterious state. The body began to sink slowly. The left hand held the scabbard tightly, and the right hand held the magic sword gently. handle.

auzw.com Feng Qianjue saw that Feng Yixiu entered the sword intention so quickly, the corners of his mouth could not help but lifted slightly, he also slowly released his potential to guide Feng Yixiu to realize this This mysterious state.

Before pulling the sword, the fierce sword spirit began to circle around the wind and also repaired quickly. The space around it slowly became colorless, but the scope was really different from Feng Qianjue.

"Sword-drawing · Slash!"

A very fast sword light cut through the sky, extending for a distance of only a few tens of meters. After cutting a huge stubborn stone in half, it turned into nothingness.

Feng Yixiu slowly opened his eyes and looked at the damage caused by his sword energy around him, and couldn't help but feel beautiful.

"Father...I succeeded!" Feng Yixiu said excitedly.

Feng Qianjue nodded and said lightly: "Yes, it's much faster than I thought, but you have to remember that there is no dead end when the sword is full, that is to say, a perfect moon , I just left a trace of the defect because I was afraid of hurting you by mistake. You are only half a month now, and it seems that you need to hone more."

"Oh..." Feng Yixiu was somewhat lost.

He thought that his father had just used his full strength, but now it doesn't seem to be the case. Such terrible destructive power is still his situation under convergence.

If Feng Qianjue wields his sword with all his powers without fear, I am afraid the power will be even more terrifying!

"But it doesn't matter, you still have a month to practice the sword-pulling style again, and strive to achieve full moon status." Feng Qianjue said in a deep voice.

"One month's time? But I will have a decisive battle with the Sword Emperor after three days." Feng Yixiu wondered.

"The time flow rate here is not the same as the real world. The time flow rate here is about ten times slower than the real world. That is to say, the three days outside the world is equivalent to one month here." Feng Qianjue Explained.

"If this is the case, wouldn't I have spent ten times more time than others in the future?" Feng Yixiu grinned.

Feng Qianjue flicked Feng Yixiu's forehead with a smile, and said with a smile: "You think it is beautiful, this is your magic soldier space, and it is also a kind of spiritual world, although it can give you some memory and comprehension, But there is no change to your body, which means that you can't meditate spiritually here at all."

"Hey...I'll just make a joke." Feng Yixiu touched his forehead and grinned.

He naturally knows that the magic space is not helpful for the cultivation of the realm, but this does not prevent him from practicing swordsmanship.

After all, swordsmanship focuses on comprehension and training, which is essentially a spiritual training and memory, and does not require any changes in the body.

"I will let a hundred meteors fall this month. Your task at this time is to cut all the falling meteorites in half. If any one fails, your spiritual consciousness will be huge. Hurt, so be sure to take it seriously." Feng Qianjue said seriously.

"Take a meteor to practice sword?" Feng Yixiu was completely ignorant, this is the most fierce method of sword practice he has ever heard!

If you can't cut this meteor in half, will you be smashed into minced meat?

Although this will not cause substantial harm to one's own body, it is not weaker than the body being smashed into minced meat for the mental suffering!

Thinking of this, Feng Yixiu couldn't help but tremble lightly, all the five senses twisted together, and the tremolo said: "Is this a little too fierce? Isn't there a slightly gentler way?"

Wen Yan, Feng Qianjue frowned, looked coldly at Feng Yixiu without speaking, but his expression was inexplicably cold.

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