Limitless Sword God

Da!

Su Yun sank his breath, the Divine Xuan Red Blood Sword gently rotated, saved a sword and flower, hit back this rubber band of long sword, then sword feng shook, several swords formed by Ling Shen's aroma agglomerated wind cut right and left wind Ling Sheng.

Wind Lingsheng finger lightly strikes the handle of the sword, the long sword retrieved, then pulls the sword and punctuates the ground, his arm shakes, wow! An air wall composed of windy breath appeared, the sword energy fell on the air wall, it was absorbed directly by it, and then the sword swallowed the air wall like a mouthful, and the flare on the sword became more intense.

What a strange sword! Not only can it stretch and shorten, but it can also recover the released Ghost Gas. If so, the consumption of Ghost Gas in his body will be very low, and the battle against the Ghost Gas will be defeated!

“Don't be frightened by my sword!” Wind Ling Sheng revealed a proud smile, waved his hand again, the sword flew out like a rubber band and stabbed Su Yun, but just at the moment when Sword Feng was about to approach Su Yun, Sword Feng suddenly split in half, one left and one right attack.

Split!

In the face of such a strange sword strange trick, it was long overshadowed, but when the sword split, Su Yun waved his arms and shook one left and one right to the sword of division.

Bell!

The Divine Xuan Red Blood Sword flew on one side, but the other side was even stranger. Su Yun's left hand clearly did not hold anything, but shook the other sword apart.

Windy Holy Pupil: “Invisible Sword? ”

Clang

Su Yun rushed in, holding Chang Xiao in one hand, holding the blood of God Xuan in the other hand, but in the eyes of others, he held only one sword.

“Interesting!” Wind Lingsheng recovered and the split sword was restored to its original state. His five fingers moved slightly, his eyes flashed with a glimmer of gold. At the moment when the other party rushed in, he suddenly threw the blue sword of water and stabbed the other side with ferocity and ferocity.

No sword is fictitious.

The blade is directed against the head, neck, and heart, and the muscles and main qi pulses in the wrist move wildly.

He had no mercy, and it seemed to him that the two men were better off than the sword, an insult to the swordsmen.

Feng Lingsheng's sword was quick and unbelievable. Calculated, it actually blew out more than 300 swords in one second!

What frequency is this supposed to be?

But what makes it even more glaring is that Su Yun stood in the way.

His arms spin like windmills. Two swords alternate between you and me. The sword power rages wildly between the two of them. The sound of the quiz is more intense than the firecrackers!

“Oh, the sword is fast and the eyes are accurate! But your sword is weak! ”

At this time, the wind blew a smile, then his eyes sank, overflowing with an unprecedented and powerful sword!

Ba-da.

At this moment, all the spiritual qi in Su Yun's qi was suppressed. The spiritual qi was obstructed, and the sword on both hands immediately sank by three points.

Clang

Windy Saint revealed a smile of success and raised his sword straight away.

Then, to the unusual surprise of the wind Ling Sheng, Su Yun, at this moment, loosened the God Xuan Red Blood Sword in his hand, actually holding the other intangible sword in both hands, tried to rush the wind.

Whoosh!

Sword Qi swung away.

The sword stopped for two.

Wind Lingsheng and Su Yun stopped. Wind Lingsheng flattened the blue sword with one hand. The sword was pointed at Su Yun's chin.

However, Changxiao Sword held by Su Yun's hands also tightly resisted Wind Lingsheng's heart. Sword Feng pressed his sword uniform. Although the sword was invisible, Wind Lingsheng could feel the existence of this sword.

“Oh? I suppress your spiritual breath with a sword, you can't control the sword with air, wave the sword 30% slower, you just abandon one sword and focus on maintaining the attack speed of the other sword... but there are a few ways, it's good! ”

Feng Lingsheng put the sword down and laughed: “Cunning, your sword skill surprises me. This fight is painful, too painful, hahahaha ”

“Promise! ”

Su Yun exhaled, retrieved the sword and gasped slightly.

Though the two had a tie hand, Su Yun was already gasping, but the wind was not changing color, enough to see that he had not exhausted his efforts.

“Your speed and precision are very strong. If you continue to practice, you will definitely have a role to play in the sword path, but your sword will still need to continue to exercise! ”

“Sword?” It is true that this piece of exercise is relatively rare and usually focuses only on cultivation or sword practice.

“Don't underestimate the sword, it's a swordsman's original power! It's like the deterrent that the tigers emit when they prey! When you fight people, your sword is full of energy, and you can take the lead in suppressing each other's spiritual breath, making them feel cold, and completely losing the idea of your enemies! Powerful swordsmanship can even kill each other silently! Cunning, your knowledge of the sword is still too shallow! ”

"Feng Lingsheng smiled.

“So... how do you cultivate a powerful sword?” Su Yun hastily asked that the method of cultivating swordsmanship in the past was only pure enlightenment sword. It was a completely unstructured cultivation. Even Su Yun himself felt extremely hard to cultivate.

“The method is simple, practice swords, feel swords! ”

“Don't go too far. ”

“Okay, let me get this straight!” Feng Lingsheng lifted the sword in his hand and placed it flat in front of his eyes. "See? ”

“What?”

“My sword! ”

Su Yun gazed and saw the sword flat, nothing.

“What is sword? It's a sword! Cunning, what do you do with swords? Friends, enemies? Murder tools? Or a lifesaving straw? These are swords! When you think of it as a friend, the power it exerts is a sword, and when you think of it as an enemy, the power it exerts is another! The strength and weakness of the sword lies in you, that is the situation!” The wind sword waved and a faint light blossomed on the sword, "he laughed," and I… neither made this sword an enemy nor a friend! I... have always thought of it as me! ”

“As yourself? ”

“Is there anything more casual in the world than yourself?” The wind asked with a smile.

Su Yun silenced.

He bowed his head and digested the words of the wind, though simple, as if to open a door he had never noticed before.

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

It's just a few simple words. Looks like this man's understanding of the sword is not weak... he must be very talented.

Feng Lingsheng stared at Su Yun for a moment and then called out: “Cunning, my lord! ”

“Hmm?” Su Yun suddenly woke up and looked at him in dismay.

“I didn't want to disturb you, but before I do, can you answer a few questions?” Feng Lingsheng approached Su Yun's mask and looked into his eyes and asked.

“I have a few questions for you too! But you go ahead. ”

“Oh, it's nothing else, I just wanted to ask, how did you learn to breathe?” Windling Sacred Road.

Su Yun listened and the divine color darkened a little.

“Can't you say? Don't answer if it's inconvenient. ”

“It was taught to me by an old man, but all he had left was a spirit, and because something had vanished, I was looking for a way to resurrect him. ”

“I'm sorry about that...” Feng Lingsheng seems to guess what.

“By the way, Lord Feng, how do you know Ling's breath?” Su Yun asked.

“Oh, I've fought with people who have the breath of Ling Shen before.” Feng Lingsheng smiled.

When Su Yun heard it, his heart jumped instantly: “What happened? Who did you fight? ”

“That was a long time ago, I don't know who he is, but it's a very powerful existence, so at least have the spiritual honor to touch it...”

“Spirit? Can you compete with the existence of the Spirit Spirit Spirit Rank?” Su Yun was slightly stunned.

Feng Lingsheng smiled, but did not speak, but his narrow eyes beneath the sea swept past a flash of loneliness.

Is it true what this Windy Saint says? But his cultivation... can't possibly be an opponent of the Spirit Spirit? Or is it that he was a very powerful figure, and then he was broken down and cultivated, so that only Ling Xuanyang Four Pints existed?

“So, Lord Wind, do you know where you fought that man?” Su Yun asked.

Ling Shen's scent is unique to the Infinite Sword Sect. Wind Ling Sheng Ding is to fight the Infinite Sword Sect people, ask, maybe find out about the whereabouts of Infinite Sword Sect.

“Yes, in Mount Sky!” Windy Saint reveals the harmless smile of man and animal.

“Mount Heavenly Gods? ”

Su Yun's pupils soared slightly, suppressing the excitement of his mind. He asked softly, “Do you know where Mount Tian is? ”

“Know, uh, why? You know Mount Celestial? ”

“I've heard of it but I don't know where it is. ”

“Tianjin Mountain is just its previous name, many people have not heard of it, but its current name, I'm sure many have heard of it, is the Dragon Canyon. ”

“Prisoner Dragon Canyon? ”

“Yes! For more than a thousand years, an evil dragon has been in turmoil in the generation of Mount Angel. A mighty man chopped the evil dragon on Mount Angel. The mighty man held the sword of the Undead God and cut the mountain in half with one sword, turning it into an abyss, and then buried the evil dragon in the abyss. Therefore Mount Angel was renamed Dragon Canyon. ”

After listening, Su Yun took a dark sigh of relief.

He doesn't know about Mount Celestial Mountain, but he knows the way to Dragon Canyon.

When the Tianweimen thing is over, this goes to find the infinite sword to send.

“It's getting late, I should go! ”

Su Yun got up and didn't stay here for long.

“When will you come back?” Feng Lingsheng asked with a smile.

“Let's talk about it later. ”

“Cunning, although I only have four kinds of Spirit Xuanyang, my sword skills are more than that. If you come here every day to discuss with me, maybe I can teach you something, would you like to? ”

“Oh?”

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

Feng Lingsheng looked at the shadow of the departure, his eyes flashed away.

“The heir of Ling Shen's breath... I wish I could fight that strong man again...”