Five Elements Heaven

When Ai Hui came back, he saw Duanmu Huang whipping the students. 【read】

Oh, that student seems familiar.

He glanced at Ai Hui and then looked away. He had no interest in these people. Ai Hui showed a completely different attitude towards Shi Xueman and this group of students.

He is very realistic, a matter of course realistic.

He had no plan when leaving the students to Shi Xueman and Jiang Wei. His time was precious and he had no time to waste on the students. Throwing the spider web bullets to Sang Zhijun, putting down the vat on his back, he began his own practice.

Ai Hui entered the state very quickly, which was related to his concept of time.

He couldn't be called proficient in the state of the Seventh House, and he didn't like the feeling at the moment. In the past, the energy in his body was much less than it is now, but every bit of energy he could exert the most powerful power. There is much more Yuan Power in the body now, but it cannot exert 100% of its power.

He thought it was waste, and he hated waste, from the bottom of his heart.

Ever since Ai Hui came in, he has been the focus of everyone's attention, showing disdain and contempt, as well as curiosity and thoughtfulness. Huo Yuanlong had already passed out before he finished his fifty lashes. Duanmu Huang had no intention of showing any mercy. The lessons learned from the past made everyone wise enough not to take chances.

The resolute attitude of Shi Xueman and Duanmu Huang made everyone feel surprised and incredible.

Ai Hui practiced as if no one else was around, and his practice looked completely different from others. Whether it was Zhou Tianxuan holding the sword or the stumbling practice of sword moves, it only caused more disdain and contempt among the crowd.

It's swordsmanship...

Many students who were originally full of curiosity could not help but look disappointed. Their declining swordsmanship had no future.

Ai Hui did not practice the three sword-ball moves he had learned from his master, but continued to practice the unsystematic scattered moves he had figured out. The movement of the Yuan Power of Kenmaru's three moves is very complicated, [Crescent Moon] is already the simplest move among them, and the movement of the Yuan Power of the other two moves is even more complex and delicate. When you are not familiar with the control of the energy in your body, practicing the three moves of Jianwan is like fetching water from a bamboo basket.

Moreover, Ai Hui discovered that facing such a large group of blood ants. Continuous normal attacks are far safer and more effective than killing moves that consume a lot of energy.

The energy in his body is much stronger than before, and he can only use fragmentary sword moves. It seems to be different.

What's even more different is the sword fetus.

When Ai Hui practiced swordsmanship in the past, the sword fetus would always be ready to move. But since the sword fetus became stronger last time, it seems to be much quieter, like a well-fed beast taking a nap in the heavenly palace.

If it weren't for Ai Hui's six senses being sharper than before. Ai Hui must have thought something was wrong with the sword fetus.

The sword moves in Ai Hui's hands are constantly changing and are very fragmentary, but because he compiled them himself and took a long time to practice, every move is very skillful and standard.

The dragon's spine fire on the hand stabbed in a slight arc, like a seabird skimming the water at low altitude, stabbing forward with a slight arc.

This is half a move he intercepted from a killing move in a sword book. This half of Ai Hui's move was very effective. The stab in the enemy's eye looked straight, but in fact it had a slight arc.

The sword embryo in his body was always quiet. Suddenly jumped slightly.

Um?

Ai Hui was a little surprised, but he couldn't be sure. Sometimes the beat of the sword embryo was very regular, but sometimes it was very random.

He tried the micro-arc thrust again, but this time there was no movement from the sword embryo.

When Ai Hui saw this, he simply ignored it and practiced his own move after move. The familiar sword moves made Ai Hui quickly familiar with the Yuan Power in his body.

The heavy Dragon Spine Fire was as light as nothing. One benefit of increasing Yuan Li was Ai Hui's already strong strength. A lot more. Ai Hui, who was interested in practicing, also performed some difficult moves. He swung the hilt of the sword in his hand very quickly, but the tip of the sword remained motionless in mid-air. The sword hilt swings at high speed, forming six clear afterimages in the air.

This move has a name, it's called [Sword Hilt Smoke]. It is a technique used by ancient swordsmen to practice swordsmanship. The tip of the sword has nothing to rely on in the air. With the hilt swinging at such a high speed, the tip of the sword can remain motionless in the air, which shows the flexibility of the wrist and the amazing control over the sword. An excellent swordsman can not only swing the sword hilt left and right, but also up and down, left and right. The high-speed moving hilt is as illusory as smoke, so it is called [hilt smoke].

Sword hilt smoke is a move used by many sword cultivation schools in ancient times for assessment.

Ai Hui was unable to complete [Sword Hilt Smoke] before. Today, he thought about it and unexpectedly completed it. He was surprised and happy at the same time.

The quiet sword fetus beats again.

Um?

The surprise in Ai Hui's heart was diluted, and his attention was attracted by the sword fetus. Two beats made a flash of inspiration flash in his mind.

He tried the micro-arc thrust again, but the sword didn't move. He tried [Sword Hilt Smoke] again, but the sword tire still didn't move.

What's the reason?

Ai Hui held the Dragon Spine Fire and stood there, lost in thought. The sword fetus is elusive, but after such a long time, Ai Hui has some experience in the rules of the sword fetus. The sword fetus is very sensitive to everything related to swords. For example, when he held the Dragon Spine Fire for the first time, or when he used his sword moves.

Suddenly Ai Hui's heart moved, and the hilt of the Dragon's Back Fire sword in his hand turned into a shadow. When the hilt fell back to his most comfortable position, the stationary sword tip suddenly thrust out, and it was a micro-arc thrust!

Almost at the same time, the sword embryo between Ai Hui's eyebrows beat violently.

The dragon's spine fire in his hand suddenly lit up with a hazy light, and a sword light flashed in the air.

The sudden light was like a meteor passing across the sky, and everyone who was secretly observing Ai Hui had a flash of surprise in their eyes.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

The sword light is concentrated and not particularly scary, but it seems that the fluctuation of Yuanli is not felt?

Shi Xueman was also attracted by the sword light. She was a little surprised. The sword did not use Yuan force just now. Why was there sword light?

All moves, without the infusion of Yuanli, cannot produce light. This is the most basic common sense. Others only suspected that the Yuan Power used by Ai Hui was very weak, but Shi Xueman was certain that Ai Hui did not use Yuan Power in that sword strike just now.

Duanmuhuang looked stunned and looked at Ai Hui.

Ai Hui fell into excitement!

The sword just now was completely created by him. He didn't use any elemental power, but it could produce sword light!

He didn't know what the principle was, but he knew that the sword just now was an excellent sword. He didn't stop, the sword hilt smoke and micro-arc stab were used together again, but there was no sword light. He was not discouraged. The sword strike just now was not very complete, and the connection between the two moves was not well grasped.

He practiced over and over again.

The sound of piercing the sky was endless, like arrows piercing the sky. Ai Hui's expression was focused and completely forgotten.

The eyes of some students gradually changed. Concentration is a convincing quality, especially in the public eye and at a time when people are panicking, they can be so focused and selfless.

The black dragon spine fire brings up the black sword shadow, the dark red sword blade and the seven sea treasures embedded in the sword body dye the black sword shadow like blood red, just like the bloody night in Songjian City.

Ai Hui wielded his sword tirelessly.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, a ray of sword light lit up, illuminating the black and red sword shadow that had not dissipated in the sky. But like a shooting star in the dark, it disappears in a flash.

Voices of regret suddenly sounded out.

After a while, another sword light flashed away, and the sword light began to increase, as if there were more and more shooting stars.

The flash of sword light, one life and another, is like the meteor shower, illuminating the black night.

The dojo was extremely quiet, and those who witnessed this scene were inexplicably moved in their hearts. Maybe it was the hope that the flash of sword light would illuminate the dark and blood-red night, or maybe it was seeing how an unknown sword move came into being from nothing.

Maybe it was the sweaty but sincerely joyful face behind the sword.

Among the faces that are filled with sadness, despair, panic, and fear, this face filled with sincere joy is so dazzling, so sexy, so attractive, and so hopeful.

Duanmu looked at Ai Hui blankly in the evening, a little lost.

He was touched in his heart, and he felt that he would also remember this scene in a very long time. What he saw was a strong heart, a heart that was still strong even in desperate situations.

He couldn't find any other adjective besides powerful. He seemed to see the sweating figure not far away, and behind him, at the end of the road winding to the void in the distance, a towering figure like a mountain was vaguely visible.

Is that the Grandmaster?

That is the Grandmaster!

In a daze, Duanmuhuang answered himself with great certainty. A burst of heroic spirit burst out from his chest and washed over every corner of his body. His body trembled uncontrollably.

Isn't that what you yearn for? Overlooking all living beings! Reaching the top of the clouds!

Just the back view makes people shudder and make their blood boil.

If you want to create a majestic figure that cannot be shaken by external objects, you must first create a strong heart that cannot be shaken by external objects. What is a strong heart? I am the only one!

There has never been a moment when Duanmu Huang's thoughts were so clear.

Death was still scary, but it didn't tug at his nerves like it did before, like a puppet on strings.

The tense body relaxed naturally, as if the invisible shackles of the body suddenly disappeared.

Vigorous vitality is constantly emerging in his body, and the energy in his body is quietly undergoing some mysterious changes.

However, he remained motionless, enjoying this moment immensely, enjoying the relaxation and tranquility.

Shi Xueman noticed the changes in Duanmu dusk, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Although the previous Duanmu Huang was also very stunning, she always felt restricted and restrained. In addition, she had a weak, sensitive and changeable heart. She had the arrogance of a genius, but lacked the domineering power of a genius.

I didn't expect that he could make a breakthrough so quickly...

Ai Hui noticed a strange change in the atmosphere around him, but he was completely immersed in his own world at the moment and didn't bother to pay attention. The combination of micro-arc stabs and hilt smoke creates new sword moves.

It means that Ai Hui has been collecting trash for so many years, and he finally found a way to turn it into treasure!

He opened the window and saw the mountains of garbage piled up in the yard, as if he were seeing a mountain of gold. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net