Han Yi ignored him and moved his right hand, which was a little painful from the shock, the Thunder Sword was still trembling slightly, and the sound of the sword was mixed with the roar of thunder. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He opened the first type of sword technique to break the battle, holding the scroll in his left hand, and dancing the sword in his right hand, the Thunder Seven Killing Trick was put into operation, and the spiritual power of the thunder attribute slowly poured out and injected into the Thunder Xiao Sword.

The lightning flickered, and a layer of silver thunder grew and spread, spreading all over the sword body.

"A type of breaking the war, rushing to the disease, thunder and fire, moving with force, gathering momentum like a tide, breaking it with a battle, a sword in the sky. ”

Reciting silently in his heart the key to breaking the war, Han Yi's footsteps moved slightly, his body was agile, and he flashed in the cultivation room, appearing on the left for a while, appearing on the right for a while, appearing in the back for a while, and appearing in the front for a while.

Every time his figure appeared, he swung a sword, leaving a phantom, and the sword in the phantom's hand jumped with lightning, as if it would break free from the shackles of the long sword at any moment.

"Rush to the disease, thunder and fire. ”

Han Yi had no distracting thoughts and whispered softly. I don't know when the scroll in my hand has disappeared, the thunder sword slashed, the spiritual power surged, and pulled out an extremely long light and shadow, like a flash of heavenly thunder, the speed was incredibly fast.

"Move with force, gather momentum like a tide. ”

A voice echoed in his head, ethereal.

The long sword in his hand turned sharply, the blade of the sword moved from the bottom to the top, a strong thunder light lit up on his body, the sound of thunder roared, the air in the cultivation room was stirred, and as the sword in Han Yi's hand rotated, the sea was overwhelming and turned into a whirlpool.

"Break it and fight, a sword is in the sky. ”

Stepping on the ground, Han Yi took three steps in a row, one step at a faster pace, and finally it looked like a lightning light shuttling through the clouds, followed by the grand momentum of the sea tide. The spirit sword in the sea of consciousness emitted a cheerful sword roar, and the trance was mixed with the roar of the dragon beast.

The sword in his hand was wrapped in silver light, and at that moment, he actually had the urge to struggle out of Han Yi's hand, as if he had come back to life.

Han Yi was shocked in his heart, his ethereal state was broken, he grabbed it tightly in his hand, his sword technique suddenly stopped, the thunder light disappeared, and the air in the cultivation room returned to calm again, fluttering leisurely.

The sword called Lei Xiao was quietly held in his hand, and the sword roared suddenly, like a dead thing, how could it be as irritable as a living thing just now.

He raised the Lei Xiao Sword in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, his eyes full of doubts and puzzles. Was that momentary riot just an illusion? He clearly felt the sword in his hand struggling, like an angry dragon, powerful enough to overturn the river and the sea.

What Han Yi didn't know was that in the illusion mirror space, Jiufang looked at Han Yi's actions through a spatial projection, and there was a rare surprise on his face.

"Sword flexibility, this is something that many Spirit King monks can't do, and this little guy actually did it unintentionally. ”

"Being able to do this shows that he has touched the realm of transforming the mind in the way of the sword. Fierce as a dragon, the blood of the dragon that Luo You gave him seemed to have played a great role, otherwise he would not have changed so much. ”

"Even the spirit body has turned into a sword, and he is destined to become a powerful swordsman. The sword has always been ruthless, not only hurting others, but also hurting oneself. ”

After watching it for a long time, Han Yi had no choice but to suppress the doubts in his heart, close his eyes and recall everything just now.

In his sea of consciousness, the small sword made of the spiritual spirit body floated, the light rose and fell, and an illusory dragon shape faintly appeared under the sword body, with teeth and claws, and it was impossible to see clearly.

It's just that Han Yi didn't notice these at all, he just took care of himself and swung his sword with the memories that flashed in his mind.

The sword light in the cultivation room flickered, and the air rotated with Han Yi's sword momentum, like a huge whirlpool, and Han Yi was in the center of the whirlpool.

"Break the war in one fell swoop. ”

Han Yi mobilized his spiritual power, silver light rose, and a sword stabbed out, his body instantly spanned a space of hundreds of meters, and a sword stabbed on the formation light curtain, and the thunder light exploded.

The force of the shock shot out backwards with Han Yi, and he frowned.

"No, this sword doesn't seem to have the charm of the sword just now. The essence of a one-style battle is the three points of disease, momentum, and battle. I don't lack speed, momentum, and power, but what's wrong?"

"One more time. ”

Unable to find the problem, Han Yi had to try again, stepping and swinging his sword.

Whew, the Thunder Sword slashed through the air, let out a scream, and once again stabbed the formation light curtain, all the spiritual power poured out in an instant, and the terrifying power that erupted from Han Yi's body even caused the long sword to bend.

Boom, collapse, his figure shot backwards, almost hitting the light curtain on the other side. His arm hurt, Lei Xiaojian trembled, and Han Yi's face turned slightly pale.

"What is wrong, why has the charm of the sword disappeared just now? That terrible throbbing, as if the whole sword had come to life. ”

Han Yi tried hard to recall, and the picture flashed in his mind.

The sword just now, the terrifying speed, terrifying momentum, and terrifying power, the sword in his hand seemed to be about to come out of his hand, piercing through the mountains and the earth, and even the void space.

He desperately recalled and thought about it, and recalled over and over again the sword he had inadvertently stabbed, it was definitely the ultimate sword, which could kill any Spirit Sect powerhouse, but he couldn't replicate it anymore.

In this way, Han Yi thought back and thought in the cultivation room, practicing the Thunder Breaking Sky Sword over and over again, but he couldn't achieve the initial effect, he just felt that something was missing in that sword, just like a person who had lost his soul and was just a walking corpse.

Unconsciously, eight days passed quietly, and by the door of the cultivation room, the crystal hourglass poured slowly, and the scale had crossed the symbol representing the number eight.

With Han Yi's contribution points, he can only stay here for two more days.

"It's only been two days, and although I've completed the entry to break the battle in one style, the original Shen Yun can no longer be recovered, and this sword is exhausted, and it can't reach the point of killing the late-stage cultivators of the Spirit Sect. ”

Han Yi looked at the sword in his hand with a disappointed face.

"I'm afraid I can only compete with the Spirit Sect monks. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Forget it, since I can do it once, I can do it a second time, it just takes time." There are still two days, and it should be impossible to cultivate the two-style Mystery Breaker, so let's first complete the exercise route of the first layer of the Dragon Elephant Hegemony Body Technique. ”

With a decision in his heart, Han Yi immediately began to act. Lei Xiao's sword was put into the sheath, put it into the space, turned over and took out the Dragon Elephant Hegemony Body Recipe and began to look through it.

Suddenly, something in the clothes on his chest writhed and struggled, and a white head slowly stretched out.

Since the last time he woke up, Xiao You has slept for more than half a month, and without the help of elixir to cultivate, it can only fall asleep.

Han Yi raised his hand and touched its head, with some long-lost surprise in his eyes.

"Wake up. ”

Xiao You poked his head out and looked, the walls on all sides looked like black iron, surrounded by formations, and the amber light curtain was overflowing.

Squeak, squeak......