Chapter 1057: Breakthrough

Yan Huilai was stunned, raised his eyes, and stared at Luo Feng tightly, he wanted to know, Luo Feng suddenly asked him what he meant by borrowing the sword.

You know, for a swordsman, the sword in his hand is a second life!

Luo Feng must have understood this, but he still opened his mouth to borrow the sword.

"I want to practice a sword trick, and I will definitely not dishonor the sword in the hands of Senior Yan. Luo Feng's face was smiling, and his eyes were shining like stars.

Hearing this, Yan Hui's eyes couldn't help but wipe a trace of surprise. What Luo Feng said in his mouth was a sword trick, and it was just ...... A trick?

In the end, Yan Hui still handed the sword into Luo Feng's hand, and smiled at the same time, "You can't get into my eyes when you deal with Ouyang Jingtian's seven-star sword technique in Xuanyuan Pavilion." ”

Luo Feng held the sword, and with a slight stroke, the sword rainbow flashed, and an invisible sword groan shook the night sky.

"Good sword. Luo Feng admired.

"To be honest, I really admire your master very much, he actually trained you to be such a prodigy, Tian-level sword technique, Tian-level fist technique, and kendo attainments have also reached the realm of human and sword integration," Yan Hui sighed.

The corners of Luo Feng's mouth twitched.

The word femdom, used well?

"Come on, let me see your sword trick. Yan Hui smiled, and at the same time, his eyes flashed with a touch of pride, "I don't dare to say other comprehensions, but when it comes to sword techniques, I can point you a little bit bit." ”

Sword God Yan returned and had this self-confidence.

Luo Feng smiled, the tip of the sword was light and sharp, and he walked around, his figure was like a floating leaf, and he swept up, and in an instant, the sword was in the air, the bright silver light was like lightning and flint, and with a swing of his arm, his figure was in the air.

Nine days of the Milky Way, pouring down. The sword flew out, and in the blink of an eye, countless changes were crossed, and at first glance, it was like a figure storming through the sky.

One sword trick, but there are all kinds of changes.

Yan Hui's pupils instantly widened to the extreme, and his eyes stared at Luo Feng deadly, "This ......" Yan Hui's eyes were full of shock.

In an instant!

The dark night sky, the golden light is shining, and the purple air is coming from the east!

"Heavenly Rank Sword Technique, Step on the Sky Bridge!"

The sword in his hand is waved.

Luo Feng only realized one of the sword tricks contained in the Xuanyuan Divine Sword.

But one move is enough to shock Yan's return!

The boundless sword intent fell in a swoop, Luo Feng's figure swayed, and the sword light filled the night sky.

Excalibur Duel First Style!

Footbridge!

The night sky in the distance looks like a Cambridge made out of thin air.

A brilliant sword!

When Luo Feng put away his sword, his figure fell to the ground elegantly, and when he looked at Yan Hui, he found that Yan Hui's eyes had been closed, motionless, and his body was like a statue despite the cold wind.

Yan Huilai said before that if his holy sword technique was released from the Heavenly Rank Sword Intent and deduced in front of the Worry-Free Sword Venerable, it would be enough to help the Worry-Free Sword Venerable step into the 'Inner Realm'.

When Luo Feng used the first style of the Divine Sword Duel 'Treading Bridge', he did not have the slightest reservation, it can be said that the true meaning, essence, and artistic conception of this style were completely displayed, which was different from the enemy, this was to teach the 'Treading Bridge' style to Yan Hui.

Yan returned motionless.

After Luo Feng put away his sword, he sat cross-legged on the side and gave Yan Hui the Dharma protection.

It has been 30 years since Yan Hui stepped into the 'Inner Realm'.

All he lacked was an opportunity.

Otherwise, there is no hope of stepping into the 'shackle realm' in this life.

And now, the Heavenly Rank Sword Technique is his opportunity.

Yan has returned, and he is about to launch an attack on the coveted 'shackle realm'!

Minutes and seconds passed.

Dawn.

Luo Feng's body jumped up and looked up at Yan Huilai, at this moment, Yan Huilai's body faintly exuded a strong sword intent, extremely powerful.

"It seems that on the Holy List, the fifth 'Shackles Realm' powerhouse is about to be born. Luo Feng sighed, feeling both happy and bitter in his heart...... I really made it more difficult for myself.

There are only a little more than two years left, and he can successfully step into the 'shackles realm'? Yan's success tonight is because of the accumulation of the previous decades, but for Luo Feng himself, the heaven-level martial arts are really equivalent to Chinese cabbage, and he himself knows several sets.

However, Luo Feng did not regret it.

Yan is now considered his own person, his strength is stronger, and he will have one more trump card in the face of the revenge of the Barbarian Heavenly Sect in the future.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

Luo Feng fixed his eyes and looked over, the sound was from Yan Hui's body, which was deafening.

With a pop, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Yan's mouth.

Luo Feng didn't dare to move, and took out a few Nine Turning Pills in his hand, ready to serve Yan Hui at any time.

Boom!

Another bang.

Yan returned, impacting the 'shackles realm'.

Smash the 'Ren Mai'!

Even if there is a great opportunity, this is also a process of fighting for one's life.

Woe to you!

It's hard to tell!

Luo Feng held his breath, and he didn't dare to take any more breath, for fear of disturbing Yan's return.

He could feel that the breath of Yan's return was declining sharply and getting weaker and weaker......

Luo Feng's pupils widened.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Yan returned as if he had become a bloody man.

Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head, "The sword is coming!"

Luo Feng suddenly shook his senses and threw the sword in his hand to Yan Hui.

Shout!

Yan Hui swept the sword in his hand, and in an instant, the wind was blowing, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

What he performed was the first form of the Divine Sword Duel, stepping on the bridge!

Luo Feng intends to teach that Yan returned to the talent for swords, and naturally learned, and also used this to impact the 'shackles realm'.

The trees around all around fell wildly.

The wind was cold.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the sword in Yan Hui's hand was inserted into a boulder, and the boulder instantly split and exploded.

Smoke swept through and gradually dissipated.

"Aha......"

Early in the morning, the sky was filled with haze and reverberated with a burst of laughter that seemed like a madness.

It's been ringing for a long time!

Luo Feng stood on the side, quietly watching Yan return to vent his emotions.

Although this laughter is a little ugly, after all, the sword god is an old man, and he has completely fulfilled his lifelong wish, no matter how ugly the laughter is, there should be applause here.

Luo Feng clapped his hands and walked over.

"Congratulations to Senior Yan. ”

Best wishes from the bottom of my heart.

After a long time, Yan Huilai finally recovered slowly, looking at Luo Feng's eyes, full of excitement and gratitude, Yan Huilai opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to thank Luo Feng.

"Senior Yan, have you successfully stepped into the 'shackles realm'?" Luo Feng confirmed.

Yan Hui's face was red and full, and he nodded loudly.

He never dreamed that his trip to the capital would be able to break the shackles!

Big surprise.

Luo Feng congratulated Yan on his return again, and then asked, "But, how do I feel about the breath on Senior Yan's body...... Still weak?"

"Hit the 'shackles realm', die nine times, and change your life against the sky!" Yan Hui smiled on his face, "Although I succeeded, my body suffered a heavy blow, of course, after ten days and eight days of rest, I can fully recover to the peak." ”

Luo Feng smiled and bowed his hand again, "Congratulations to Senior Yan." ”

Wait a minute!

Suddenly, the smile on Luo Feng's face stiffened.

"Senior Yan, you say...... How long do you rest?"

"Ten days at most, eight days at least. ”

In the depths of the park, there was silence for a long time.

Luo Feng raised his face.

"Ahaha......"

Ugly laughter echoed......

Self!

Make!

Evil!

Yes!