Limitless Sword God

Hey!

Su Yun sighed, and the **** Xuan red blood sword gently turned, took out a sword flower, hit back the long sword like a rubber band, and then the sword edge shook, several swords that were condensed by Lingshen breath Straight cut the wind and sacred.

Fengling's holy finger tapped the hilt, and the long sword was collected, and then the sword was stabbed, and the arm was smashed, oh! A gas wall composed of wind and breath appeared, and the sword smashed on the gas wall, and was directly absorbed by it. Then, with a sword, the sword swallowed the wall like a big mouth, and the glow on the sword became more and more intense. .

Amazing sword! Not only can it be shortened and shortened, but it can also recover the Lingxuan gas released. If so, the consumption of Lingxuan in his body will be very low, and it will be defeated by a long-lasting battle!

"Don't be scared by my sword!" Feng Lingsheng showed his smug smile and waved again. The sword flew out like a rubber band and stabbed to Su Yun, but just before the Jianfeng was about to approach Suyun. The Jianfeng suddenly split into two halves, one left and one right to attack.

Can split!

Ordinary people have been beaten in the face of such weird swords, but at the time of the division of the sword, Su Yun is swaying his arms, and the left and right are shaking toward the sword of division.

Hey!

The mysterious red blood sword flew to the side, but the other side was even more strange. Su Yun’s left hand clearly showed nothing, but the other side gave the other side a sword.

Feng Ling Sheng Xiao Kong Wei Wei: "Invisible sword?"

Hey!

Su Yunchong came, holding Changxiao in one hand and holding Shenxuan red blood in one hand, but in the eyes of others, he only held a sword.

"Interesting!" Feng Lingsheng recovered, the split long sword was restored to its original state, his five fingers fretting, a pair of eyes flashing a golden light, when the other party rushed, he suddenly picked up the water blue sword, fierce And the violent thorns toward the other side.

No sword is a trick.

Jianfeng stunned against the head, neck, heart, wrist veins and main veins.

He has no mercy. In his opinion, the two have to keep their hands than the sword. It is an insult to the swordsman.

The sword of Feng Lingsheng was not scored, and it was counted down. In fact, more than 300 swords were blasted in one second!

What is the frequency of this?

but! What makes people even more jaw-dropping is that Su Yun has all faced up.

His two arms are spinning like a windmill. The two swords come to me alternately. The sword is madly raging in the two, and the sound of the cymbals is even denser than the firecrackers!

"Oh, the sword is fast enough, the eye is accurate! But your sword is weak!"

At this time, Feng Ling Sheng made a chuckle, and then his eyes sank, overflowing with an unprecedented powerful sword!

Oh.

The soul of Xu Yun in the gas veins in the body was completely suppressed at this moment, Xuanqi was blocked, and the swords on both hands immediately sank three points.

Hey!

Feng Ling Sheng showed a glimmer of smile and went straight to the sword.

However, what surprised Feng Lingsheng was that Su Yun released the Shenxuan Red Blood Sword in his hand at this moment. He even held the invisible sword in his hands and tried to stab the wind.

Hey!

Swords open.

The two men stopped.

Feng Ling Sheng and Su Yun stood up, Feng Ling Sheng with a straight blue water sword, Jianfeng against Su Yun's chin.

However, Chang Xiaojian, who was held by Su Yun in both hands, also firmly touched the heart of Fenglingsheng. The sword front pressed his sword suit. Although the sword was invisible, Fenglingsheng could feel the existence of this sword.

"Oh? I use the sword to suppress your spiritual mystery, so that you can't use the sword to slash the sword, and the speed of the sword is slowed by 30%. Do you directly abandon a sword and concentrate on maintaining the attack speed of another sword? There are a few points, it’s not bad!”

Feng Ling Sheng put down the sword and smiled and said: "Hey, your sword skills made me very surprised. This fight is so happy, so happy, hahahaha."

"Concession!"

Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief and took the sword back, saying a little gasping.

Although the two played a tie, Su Yun was already gasping, and Feng Ling Sheng did not change his color, which is enough to show that he did not use all his strength.

"Your speed and precision are very strong. If you continue to cultivate, you will have something to do in the Kendo, but your sword still needs to continue to exercise!"

"Sword meaning?" This exercise is indeed less, usually only pay attention to the training of cultivation, or practice swords.

"Don't be a little sword, it is a swordsman's original strength! Just like the deterrent force that the tigers prey on the predation! When you fight with people, if you have the sword, you can completely suppress the spirit of the other. Let the other person chill and completely lose the idea of ​​being enemies with you! The strong sword meaning can even kill the other side in silence. Oh, your understanding of the sword is too superficial!"

Feng Lingsheng smiled.

"How do you cultivate a strong sword?" Su Yun asked, the method of practicing swordsmanship was just a simple Wu Jian. It was a kind of cultivation without a teacher, but it was not effective. Su Yun himself feels very hard.

“The method is very simple. Practice the sword and feel the sword!”

"Don't be too esoteric."

"Well, I said it straightforwardly!" Feng Lingsheng lifted the sword in his hand, and Jianfeng flatly placed himself in front of his eyes and smiled: "Is it?"

"what?"

"My sword!"

Su Yun stared at it, but saw that the sword was flat and nothing, nothing.

"What is the meaning of the sword? It is the artistic concept of a sword! Hey, what do you do when you use the sword? Friends? Enemy? Tools to kill? Or life-saving straw? These are the artistic concept of the sword! You take it When you are a friend, the power it exerts is a kind of sword. When it is used as an enemy, the power it exerts is one kind! The strength of the sword lies in yourself. This is the artistic conception!" Waving, a faint glow bloomed on the sword, he smiled: "And I have not regarded this sword as an enemy, nor as a friend! I have always regarded it as myself!"

"As yourself?"

"Is there anything more in the world than I can do?" asked Feng Lingsheng.

Su Yun is silent.

He bowed his head and meditation, digesting the words of the wind, although it was just a few simple words, but it seemed to open a door that he had never noticed before.

He sat thoughtfully on the ground, motionless, his eyes staring at the ground, as if he had entered God.

Oh? Just a few simple words to understand? It seems that this person's understanding of the sword is not weak, and the talent must be very high.

Feng Lingsheng stared at Su Yun for a moment, then called out: "Hey, hey adults!"

"Well?" Su Yun suddenly woke up, looking back at him and looking at him.

"I didn't want to bother you with Wu Jian, but before that, can you answer a few questions?" Feng Lingsheng approached Su Yun's mask and looked at his eyes and asked.

"I just have a few questions to ask you! But let me talk about it first."

"Oh, it's not something else. I just want to ask, how did you learn the spirit of the spirit?"

Su Yun listened, and his look was dark.

“Is it inconvenient to say? If it is not convenient, you can not answer it.”

"It was an old man who taught me, but he only had the spirit, and because of his disappearance of something, I was looking for a way to resurrect him."

"That sorry" Feng Ling Sheng seems to guess what.

"Right, Feng Daren, how do you know the spirit of Lingshen?" Su Yun asked.

"Oh, I used to fight with people who have the spirit of Lingling." Feng Lingsheng smiled.

When Su Yun heard it, the heart suddenly jumped up: "Is this happening? Who are you fighting with?"

"That was a long time ago. As for who he is, I don't know, but it is a very powerful existence. It is estimated that at least Ling Xuanzun is there."

"Ling Xuanzun? You are a spirit of Xuanyang four products can compete with the existence of Ling Xuanzun level?" Su Yun Wei.

Feng Lingsheng smiled, but did not speak, but his narrow eyes under the bangs passed the flash of silence.

Is this Feng Ling Sheng saying really? But his cultivation is definitely not the opponent of the existence of Ling Xuan Zun? Or is it that he used to be a very powerful person? After he was beaten and repaired, he became the only four products of Ling Xuanyang.

"So, the wind, you know where you are fighting with that person?" Su Yun asked.

Lingshen's breath is the unique atmosphere of the Promise Swordsman. The Windsor is destined to fight with the Promise Swordsman. Ask about it, perhaps to find out about the whereabouts of the Promise Sword.

"Know, in the Tenjin Mountain!" Feng Ling Sheng reveals the harmless smile of humans and animals.

"Tianjin Mountain?"

Su Yun’s hole rose slightly, suppressing the excitement of his heart, and whispered in an urgent question: “Where can you know where the Tianshen Mountain is?”

"Know, oh, what? You know Tianshen Mountain?"

"I heard it but I don't know where it is."

"Tianjin Mountain is just its former name. Many people have never heard of it, but its current name must have been heard by many people. That is the Prison Dragon Canyon."

"Prison Dragon Canyon?"

"Yes! It has been said for more than a thousand years, a dragon in the Tianshen Mountain generation is chaos, a peerless strong man will smash this evil dragon on the Tianshen Mountain, the strong man holding the peerless sword, a sword will split the mountain into two, and turn it out The abyss, then buried the dragon in the abyss, so the Tianshen Mountain was renamed the Prison Dragon Canyon."

Su Yun listened and secretly sighed.

He didn't know Tianshan Mountain, but he knew the road in Prison Dragon Canyon.

When the Tianweimen event is over, it will go to find the Promise Sword.

"It's not early, I should leave!"

Su Yun got up and didn't continue to stay here for a long time.

“When will you come again?” asked Feng Lingsheng.

"Let's talk about it later."

"Oh, although I only have four items of Ling Xuanyang, my sword skills are not limited to this. If you come here to discuss with me every day, maybe I can teach you something, you are willing?"

"Oh?"

Su Yun swept his eyes, but he did not directly respond. He turned his head and thought for a moment, then waved directly away.

Feng Lingsheng looked at the back of the departure, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"The sacred inheritor really hopes to fight the strong one again."