In the green mountains and dense forests, an open area swept out, there is an invisible edge soaring into the sky, suppressing the Quartet. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The young Taoist in purple stood ten zhang in front of him, coldly ignoring the sword shadow of the ancient mountain cut off at the head, not dodging or dodging, majestic as a mountain.

His face did not change color, he pointed into a sword, a light gold sword qi extended through his fingers, condensed the cold, and there was a sword chant rising, at first like a trickle, after a few breaths, it completely turned into a thunderous roar, and the sharp qi burst out from every inch of muscles and bones.

The next moment, a thunderous sound sounded, the sword finger blade slashed against the air, the light gold sword qi was sharp, and the original momentum of the ancient mountain sword shadow was cut apart by this finger edge, split into two, and collapsed.

"Boom!"

"Poof"

The young man in the strong clothes held a black heavy sword in front of him, and in the sound of "bang", the person had already flown upside down from the sky, and before the person landed, a mouthful of blood had already poured out.

"I received a sword finger from me, but I was only slightly injured, which is good!"

"The lion fights the rabbit and still does his best, this sword, you use a body of cultivation, although it is not necessary, but the edge of the sword, has always been exposed, you have already comprehended, below the spirit realm, when there is no opponent!"

A touch of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly with a calm look on his face.

Wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth without care, Wu Yue got up and took a deep breath, his eyes were blazing, and said, "Master, I want to know how much force you used with the sword just now!"

"In the late stage of the Soul Cultivation Realm, ten percent!"

I didn't hide my sorrows, and I spoke indifferently.

Wu Yue heard this, his eyes showed a gleam, he nodded, looked at the broken sorrow, sighed for a few breaths, and suddenly said: "Master, I want to understand the edge of the Spirit Realm!"

He nodded expressionlessly.

The one standing in front of him was still sorrowful, wearing a purple robe, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and he didn't move half a step.

But at this moment, Broken Sorrow is like a majestic ancient mountain, he refers to the sword, the crystal sword is full of hidden and spitting, buzzing and roaring, like an ancient mountain grinding, the thick edge of the air is also fierce, and the surrounding air has rippled like water.

"Tianlin Heavy Sword: Lifting weights is light!"

Wu Yue's pupils shrank and said in a deep voice. The Taoist method he cultivated was "Tianlin Zhenyue", how could he not recognize this heavy sword starting style.

Although it is only used to refer to the sword, but at this moment, the master has brought him a lot of pressure, as if facing a towering mountain, people are powerless to compete with it, and it is not normal to defeat before fighting.

The eyes were cold, the ancient well was not wavering, and the eyes were cold, at this moment, from his eyes, Wu Yue seemed to see a towering ancient mountain towering into the sky, and the ancient mountain was turbulent, suppressing the earth.

"Buzz"

Starfall trembled, the amazing wind pressure crushed the air, Wu Yue gritted his teeth, brazenly shot, seized the opportunity, he stepped out, the heavy sword was like a mountain, the force split and fell, and an ancient mountain phantom manifested in the sword body.

"Boom!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The arm trembled, the tiger's mouth broke, the red blood flowed and dripped down, and in the sound of "Qiang", Wu Yue's whole person was shocked by the huge force for more than ten zhang, and knocked down several towering ancient trees one after another.

He staggered to his feet, his eyes revealing a bit of disbelief, he just improved a realm, and with the Starfall Heavy Sword in his hand, his edge should be above the master's sword fingers.

But at this moment, he was shocked by a sword, and he had no power to resist.

The gap is so big!

"Impossible!"

Wu Yue sighed, he held the sword in both hands, his steps were like a mountain, and he stepped again, the edge of the heavy sword evolved to the peak, the sword shadow of the mountains and rivers was condensed like a substance, and the starfall fell, and there was really the sound of a landslide and the ground sinking.

The incomparable sharp qi burst out, and the pitch-black and heavy sword blade collided with the crystal shining sword fingers, and the edge was abrasive, bursting out ten thousand points of sparks.

The next moment, Wu Yue was shocked back again without any suspense, his clothes were broken, blood was spilled, and this time he was shocked by more than 20 zhang, destroying countless trees.

Wu Yue struggled to get up, his eyes showed perseverance, the majestic life essence surging in his body, every inch of muscles and bones burst out with sharp qi, and many wounds of different depths on his body were also recovered in an instant.

Three swords, six swords, twelve swords, twenty-four swords, forty-eight swords!

The strength of the sorrow did not frighten Wu Yue, but made him high-spirited, repeatedly defeated and battled, forty-eight breaths, forty-eight swords, and was shocked forty-eight times.

The forty-eighth sword, Wu Yueling's sword withdrew ten zhang before he stopped his figure, on the other hand, he was sorrowful, from beginning to end, the clouds were light and the wind was light, but he did not retreat, from the beginning to the present, he has been standing in place, and his footsteps have not taken a step.

But this is an obvious improvement for Wu Yue, this time, he did not fall!

"Why?"

He didn't answer and asked: "Have you comprehended the sword intent of mountains and rivers?"

Although puzzled, Wu Yue still nodded.

Then, he shook his head and said lightly: "You didn't comprehend the sword intent of the mountains and rivers, although I don't know how your sword qi of the mountains and rivers came from, but now you are just an empty weapon, with the edge of the realm, and you don't know the essence of the artistic conception, how can you say that you have comprehended?"

"Realm, artistic conception!"

Although the voice was soft, it fell into Wu Yue's ears, but it was no less than a thunderbolt on a sunny day, rumbling in his ears, he muttered a few words, and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, his eyes lit up and he shouted, "Come again!"

The Starfall heavy sword fell, a smile appeared in Xuan Chou's eyes, his eyebrows were slightly raised, the sharp edge of the sword finger also fell, and the sound of the huge mountain grinding sounded again.

"Bang"

"Bang"

This time, the edge above the crystal sword fingers was even stronger, Tianlin's sword qi was condensed into Gang, and with each sword, Wu Yue was split out dozens of zhang, if it weren't for the intention to keep his hand, he would have been hit the spot at this moment.

After a hundred swords, Wu Yue stopped his body, he sat directly cross-legged, and smiled faintly when he saw this, and he didn't stop him.

Half an hour later, I got up again.

"Buzz"

Wu Yue was like an immortal Xiaoqiang, his vitality was extremely tenacious, he was determined and never tired, and the Starfall heavy sword was slashed out again.

This time, on the pitch-black heavy sword, there was still a mountain and river sword shadow, but the mountain and river sword shadow was different from before, and it seemed to give birth to a little spirituality.

Wu Yue stepped forward, and the entire mountain forest seemed to shake, just like an ancient mountain, crushing towards Broken Sorrow.

"Boom"

The cold waves of qi spread and stirred, the grass and trees were exhausted, and with this sword, Wu Yue only retreated a few feet before stopping his figure.

"I see!"

The sharpness in Wu Yue's eyes became more and more vigorous, and there were towering mountains and rivers manifesting, and the sharp edge of the sword suddenly became clear in his eyes, and there was no secret.

"I understand, only by thoroughly integrating the artistic conception into one's own body and melting the sword intent can one truly comprehend the edge of the sword intent!"

Undetectable, there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.