Ten thousand swords roar in unison, and the dragon roars in the sky is the manifestation of the sword state of mind, reaching this realm, the long sword gives birth to spirituality, and fits with people, such as driving arms, and more than doubling people's combat effectiveness.

If you comprehend this realm, you can basically start a sect and become a generation of sect masters.

Even, the lords and suzerains of many forces have not reached it, in the fog, who is it that has displayed this realm, making it difficult to control the many long swords in the outside world?

Who is it, the sword intent has not yet come out, and the sword qi has already dispersed, and the breath is vertical and horizontal?

"It must be Liao Wuzhi, our two sects both live at the foot of the mountain outside the City of All Nations, and every morning I see him practicing swords in front of the waterfall, the sword roars in the valley, and the sound moves Kyushu, at that time, I feel that even if it is not the sword state of mind, at least it has reached the peak of sword intent!"

"You say this, I remember, that day I happened to see the traces left by his sword practice, the sword intent swayed a few feet away, leaving traces on the ground, I'm afraid that only by reaching the sword state of mind can the pit be so regular, the depth is the same!"

"Liao Wuzhi, known as the supreme sword genius of the Cold Qi Sect, is naturally not covered. ”

"Yes, as soon as the sword state of mind comes out, it is crushed at the same level, and Zhang Shi's strength itself is not as good as the other party, I'm afraid that if you want to win this time, it will be difficult!"

"I don't agree with your point of view, but I think it's because Master Zhang has reached the sword state of mind......!

......

Feeling in the fog, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, which was shocking, and many famous teachers in the audience had solemn faces.

"Sword Mind?"

Wu Tianhao, who returned from the air, trembled.

At the beginning, he wanted to challenge Zhang Shi not boxing and palming, but swordsmanship, thinking that with his understanding of the sword, it would be easy to defeat the other party, but who knew that Zhang Shi directly accepted the challenge and fell into passivity.

I thought that if I had another chance to challenge, I would definitely use the sword, and if I didn't do it again, I felt the sword aura in front of me, and suddenly I became less confident.

No matter who the person who comprehends the sword heart is, if he can fight against it, how can the swordsmanship be bad?

At least not something that his cultivation can contend with.

Zhang Shi...... Can you win?"

Master Kang and the others were also full of worries.

"Don't worry, you can definitely win, it's just ......" Zhao Feiwuxiu's brows furrowed.

"Just what?"

Knowing that this second princess has a good relationship with Master Zhang, several people have seen it.

"Master Zhang's swordsmanship, there is no doubt that he has already reached the realm of sword heart!" Zhao Feiwu nodded.

At the beginning of the Xuanyuan Kingdom's sacrificial rooftop, Zhang Shi exerted the sword qi of the Sword Heart Realm, and she and Jin Conghai and others stood on the back of the brute beast and saw it clearly.

Now with the increase in strength, the comprehension of the realm must be even stronger, if it is said that the person who casts the sword mind in it is, she can be sure, it must be Master Zhang.

Even if it wasn't, the comprehension of the sword was by no means worse than this.

"It's just...... He didn't have the right weapon......" Zhao Feiwu continued.

Zhang Shi rose too fast all the way, and there were a lot of spirit stones on his body, but there were almost no decent weapons.

At the beginning, in the Honghai City Formation Mage Guild, the sword used to carve the array plate was also borrowed.

Comparing swords with people, the understanding of swords is important, and weapons also occupy a large part of the role, if there is no long sword of sufficient level to compete with it, even if the comprehension is stronger, I am afraid that it will fall into disadvantage.

"That'...... What to do?"

Master Kang and the others were stunned.

I thought that with a teacher as powerful as Master Yang, there would definitely be no shortage of materials, but I didn't expect that there was not even a spirit-level mid-grade long sword, so I really wanted to do this...... How else can it be compared?

I knew this was the case, so I just helped borrow one, and now the competition has begun, and even if it is borrowed, it will be too late.

"Wait for the result, no one can do anything!"

Zhao Feiwu shook his head.

A few people were worried, when they heard a Lang Lang's voice in the mist: "Please also ask Master Hong to withdraw the formation!"

"The battle is over?"

The crowd froze again.

I don't want to be seen by others, but now I want to withdraw the formation, doesn't it mean that the battle between the two has come to an end?

It's only been a few minutes, less than two minutes...... Is it possible to achieve that some people win and some people lose?

It's too fast, isn't it?

Call!

In the puzzled eyes, the fog in front of him slowly dispersed, and then two figures appeared.

Zhang Shi and Liao Wuzhi were both standing in the position just now, they didn't seem to have moved, and there were no injuries or sword marks on their bodies.

"This ...... Who the hell won?"

"I don't know, but ...... What about Master Zhang's sword?"

"That's right, isn't it a sword competition? Why didn't Master Zhang take a sword?"

"It won't be that Master Zhang gave up his sword and admitted defeat, right?"

......

Although the two sides of the competition did not move, Liao Wuzhi was holding a long sword, and the cold was pressing, and Zhang Shi, with his bare hands, did not know whether to put the sword into the storage ring or not take it out at all.

However, just the appearance of the two, there is no way to see whether they win or lose.

"I lost!"

was guessing, just heard Liao Wuzhi's voice sound, and then the genius shook his head, put the long sword in his hand, and put it into the storage ring.

"Master Liao lost?"

"What the hell is going on?"

There was an uproar.

What did Zhang Shi do, in less than two minutes, let Liao Wuzhi, who was proficient in swordsmanship, willingly admit defeat?

"Master Zhang's swordsmanship is proficient, I'm ashamed of myself!"

Ignoring the surprise of everyone in the audience, Liao Wuzhi shook his head, looked at the young man in front of him, and hugged his fists and said: "I have reached the early stage of the lower sword heart, and I feel that it is very difficult to make progress again, I don't know if Master Zhang can guide me and tell me the direction of cultivation!"

In the entire Cold Qi Sect, except for him reaching the sword state of mind, there is no one else, even if he wants to advance, he has no direction.

The young man in front of him, although he was younger than him, had already surpassed him much in his understanding of swords, and if he could take the opportunity to ask for advice, it would definitely be of great help to his future cultivation.

"Fingering?"

I didn't expect this Liao Wuzhi to lose so calmly, so he asked directly, Zhang Hang nodded indifferently, and stretched out his palm: "The sword is coming!"

"Yes!"

His eyes lit up, and Liao Wuzhi hurriedly took out the long sword and handed it to him.

With a flick of his fingers, the long sword came out of its shell, and the gloomy sword aura surged out, like light, dazzling.

"Master Zhang, this is ...... Want to point out Liao Wuzhi?"

"It looks like it's just...... If you give advice, why don't you use your own sword? Other people's swords are all confessional, and once the spirit resists, it will not be able to exert sword intent and effect!"

"yes, that's weird......"

......

Seeing Zhang Hang's sword, everyone frowned.

Once the long sword reaches the spiritual level, it has its own spirituality, once the master is recognized, as long as the master does not die, it is difficult for outsiders to control, since Master Zhang wants to pass the sword, why not use his own weapons, but with the help of others?

Just wondering, wanting to see what this Zhang Shi was doing, he heard a sharp sound from the long sword in his hand.

"Spiritually agitated, take the initiative to confess the Lord?"

"As soon as you touch Master Liao's long sword, let him recognize the master?"

Everyone was shocked.

If you want to let the spirit-level weapon recognize the master, it is very troublesome, some people wipe it every day, and they have not succeeded for several years, Zhang Shi is good, Liao Shi is still standing in place, as soon as he touches the palm of his hand, the opponent's long sword is agitated, and the previous green eagle beast is the same, planning to recognize the master......

Isn't that incredible?

Liao Wuzhi didn't expect it, and his eyes widened in fright.

It took him half a year to make this sword's spirituality recognize the master, and he even nourished it with his heart and blood for a whole month before he completely surrendered and his sword intent increased greatly.

The other party touched it, and then he knelt down and begged for this confession...... That's a big gap.

"Look, I'll only do it once!"

was shocked, and heard Zhang Shi's faint voice sound.

Hurriedly stabilized his mind and looked at it with both eyes.

The audience was also silent, and everyone didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing something.

can defeat Master Liao, who comprehends the heart of the sword, and they also want to see what kind of realm this Master Zhang has comprehended the sword.

Call!

Everyone's eyes were focused, and the long sword in Zhang Hang's hand moved.

The long sword that was cold before, in his hand, seemed to have no light and no power, like a straw, weightless, and like an extension of the arm, there was no disobedience at all.

Crash!

The long sword slashed at Liao Wuzhi, came to him, and immediately withdrew it, because the speed was too fast, and even many people didn't see it clearly.

When!

Zhang Hang inserted the long sword back into the scabbard, raised his feet and walked to the stage.

"What a fast swordsmanship!"

"This is Master Zhang's comprehension of the sword?"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing why.

Even Liao Wuzhi was confused.

Zhang Shi just slashed down with a sword, although the speed was very fast, but ...... With his strength, it is still very easy to do it, and even faster than that...... It's just that, it's not worth learning on your own!

Call!

Confused, the wind blew when he turned around, and a hair floated down his forehead.

"Just now...... Cut off one of my hair?"

Seeing this long hair slowly falling, Liao Wuzhi's pupils shrank.

His hair is thick, and he only cuts one when he slashes it with his sword, without hurting the others, and his control over his power is simply appalling, is it difficult to ......

is worthy of Master Zhang, it's really terrifying!

"A sword breaks hair, and Liao Shi doesn't know it?"

"What kind of swordsmanship is this, and what level of control of the sword can be achieved to do it?"

"I don't know...... However, I am afraid that I have already reached the peak of the lower sword heart, and even ...... It's in the realm of Kenshin!"

"Nakakenshin?"

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.

A sword slashed out, a hair was broken, this control, I didn't see it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe it.

"Thank you Master Zhang for your advice......"

Liao Wuzhi clenched his fists and was respectful.

"You see?"

Zhang hovered.

"I understand, Master Zhang's sword is broken, and his control is terrifying, which means let me practice more control......"

Liao Wuzhi hurriedly said his understanding.

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Shi shaking his head, his back was in the moonlight, and he looked extremely lost: "It seems that ...... You don't understand!"

After speaking, he waved his sleeves slightly.

Call!

A wind blew, and the hair that had fallen just now was gently rolled up, and it was split in an instant, broken into dozens of knots, and flew in all directions.

"This ...... Not a sword?"

His pupils shrank, and Liao Wuzhi's face turned pale.