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"There's no need to talk nonsense with you, you don't want to cut yourself, I'll help you!"

Yuan Fenghua's eyes were slightly condensed, and those who were a little familiar with him knew that he was angry.

He took two steps forward, and there was an extra glittering spirit sword in his hand.

This is a fourth-order spirit treasure, and it is also his natal spirit treasure.

Yuan Fenghua has a nickname, and he is a "generalist"!

What is a generalist?

It is proficient in all aspects and good at it.

He knows how to swordsmanship, and he also knows how to swordsmanship.

His body has been refined to perfection, and his physical body is even more complete!

He delved into hidden weapons, and he was also proficient in melee combat!

Very few people touch all the categories and put so much effort into it.

Because doing so is a waste of time, and the gains outweigh the losses.

In the eyes of many people, this is something that is not necessary.

But Yuan Fenghua did.

He just did this thankless thing in the eyes of outsiders.

Precious but not mixed!

He's miscellaneous and fine!

It is not an exaggeration to call him an "all-rounder".

"Every word you say, every word I hate. Then shut your mouth first!"

Yuan Fenghua stepped on the earth, shook the mountain with a bang, and his body was like a sword attendant who was off the string, merging with the sword in his hand and stabbing towards Lin Xiu.

"Puff puff!"

His attack seemed to be a sword stab, but on the blade, there was a terrifying and outrageous power one after another, continuously, stabbing out again and again.

In Lin Xiu's eyes, the moment he rushed up, he stabbed the sword at least a hundred times in a row!

The destructive power of a sword stabbed out was quite amazing, reaching a very terrifying level.

When the last sword stabbed out, this stream of energy, the degree of convergence, directly shattered the space of about three meters.

"Whoa!"

If space is a mirror, the glimmer of light reflected by the shattered reflection at this moment is the demon that devours everything.

A sword out, everyone collectively lost color!

"It's scary, he... His swordsmanship seems to have comprehended a trace of sword intent!"

Yang Zhen was inexplicably frightened, as a master of sword cultivation, he could clearly feel how terrifying the power was under this sword!

How devastating!

Definitely comprehended the sword intent!

The sword intent is invisible, but it can be felt.

Although there was only this faint trace of sword intent, no one could ignore it.

What is Sword Intent?

This is the essence of the supreme sword!

Once you comprehend the sword intent, you are like a sword, a thought appears, even if you finger a piece of grass, you can rely on the sword intent to condense the unparalleled sharp sword qi and smash a mountain!

This is sword intent!

Every sword cultivator, the realm of dreams!

"Ahh

Suddenly, some of the disciples around him screamed.

The dozen or so disciples were affected by the sword intent, and their clothes were torn, leaving crimson sword marks.

Just because he got too close, he was injured by the sword intent.

Lin Xiu, on the other hand, was completely shrouded by this sword intent.

All around his body, within ten meters of space, were all sword qi mobilized by sword intent!

Wantonly crisscrossing, scraping, and killing all living creatures in this space!

However, Lin Xiu was unmoved.

"Sword intent!" Lin Xiu's eyes lit up.

He felt it, it was indeed sword intent.

It's very faint, but this is a real sword intent!

Even Lin Xiu had never comprehended the sword intent.

There is no way, he doesn't even have enough time to practice on weekdays, how can he have time to practice swordsmanship?

Not to mention comprehending the sword intent!

However, comprehension of this kind of thing does not depend on time.

A life-and-death battle, or a state of epiphany, is the best!

It's just that neither of these two is an easy thing to do.

"This sword can't, I call it: a sword!" The sword attacked, and Yuan Fenghua's voice followed.

With his current understanding of swordsmanship, ordinary swordsmanship and martial arts can no longer satisfy him.

He slashed, teased, stabbed, everything, it was a complete swordsmanship and martial arts!

Simplify the complex and bring out the complex swordsmanship in the most simple way!

"You should be proud to die under this sword!" he laughed.

"Really?" Lin Xiu's body began to tense.

He was starting to get excited.

It's the excitement that comes from the depths of the body, the blood and bones.

Dangerous, very dangerous!

But the more dangerous it is, the more excited he gets!

No matter how powerful a move is, it can't compare to absolute power!

One force will drop ten!

Lin Xiu wanted to use pure strength to smash this sword intent!

"Ten walks!"

"Hundred Steps Divine Fist!"

With two low roars in a row, Lin Xiu actually broke through this layer of space limitations.

As his body moved, the space began to be restless, like chaos in the depths, and his movements were restricted.

But it still couldn't stop Lin Xiu.

His movements were so smooth that the speed of ten steps was so fast that even the sound of rubbing against the air disappeared.

His fist was still so simple, a straight punch, and it blasted out like this.

"You are looking for death!" Yuan Fenghua was furious.

He was enraged by Lin Xiu's behavior!

This swordsmanship carries sword intent!

Anyone who collides with it will choose to dodge, or use the spirit treasure to dodge!

But he used his fists!

This is a naked provocation, a contempt, and a disrespect for him!

"Boom!"

Under the sword, Lin Xiu's fist was pierced, and blood flew sideways.

And his body, under the erosion of sword intent, flew madly upside down.

It flew hundreds of meters and smashed into a small three-story building that was intact.

"Boom!"

The small building collapsed directly, and the ruins were filled with smoke and dust.

Quiet!

The scene suddenly became quiet.

The sword intent that made everyone feel nervous and oppressive disappeared without a trace.

Yuan Fenghua stood there, slightly panting.

Even if it was him, it was impossible to endlessly display his sword intent, and every time he cast it, it was a huge drain on him.

But the effect is also very significant.

Lin Xiu is dead, and he can't die anymore!

Huang Yiqi and the others looked at the ruins with a mocking smile on their faces.

"Dare to go head-to-head with Yuan Fenghua's swordsmanship, who gave you the confidence?"

"It's a pity that that kid will die directly without us doing anything, otherwise, I will definitely kill him with one sword!" Yang Zhen said.

He's not kidding, because he probably does.

Yuan Fenghua comprehended the sword intent, and he also comprehended the sword intent.

Although they are all traces, they are enough to make them stand out at the level of Ning Dan Realm and rise to a height that ordinary people can't reach!

No one noticed, Qin Yi retreated.

His gaze was very serious, looking at the ruins.

As an old monster with decades of thoughts, Qin Yi's eyesight, how could they compare?

At the moment of the fight, Lin Xiu was indeed knocked away, and his right fist was indeed pierced with a serious wound.

However, he did not die!

As if to confirm his suspicions.

After a few seconds of silence.

Suddenly a sound came out of the ruins, and a gray tile was thrown out of it.

Suddenly, everyone looked.

Huang Yiqi and others, their hearts were still at this moment, and they didn't dare to breathe.

A terrible thought came to mind.

……

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