Chapter 866: Flying Snow

The seasons of the village are distinct, winter is winter, the first snow falls, look up, the snow is white, the cold wind is howling thousands of mountains, and the birds are extinct. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The river is not freezing, and some snow is freezing on the banks. The young man stood in the wind and snow and waved his long sword, with the sound of the sword, and the snow flakes swirled with the air flow stirred by the sword, which was very beautiful. In the corridor of the wooden house in the distance, three teenagers were lying on the railing and watching, their faces full of joy.

"Brother Jun has finally begun to comprehend the first style of swordsmanship!" Ning Pet said with a grin.

Because of the snow, I didn't let them practice today, but admired the snow and watched the sword.

Liu Xing's swordsmanship has no name for the time being, and apart from him, only the people in the Divine Village are suitable for cultivation, in other words, ordinary teenagers don't have this ability at all, because the foundation is not enough, and this foundation refers to the physique.

The sword technique is from the starting hand to the first and then the second style......

The starting style is called the starting hand style, and Liu Xing has been thinking about the first style for many days, and then he began the real exercise.

Standing in the snowstorm and looking at the flying snow flakes, he couldn't help but think of the Flying Snow Dynasty, his wife and daughter.

Sighing lightly in his heart, although the sword was heartbroken, the mountains and rivers were roaring, and the continuous energy erupted from the tip of the sword, sweeping the sky and the snow slowly forming a huge snowstorm, mixed with a cold hurricane rolling towards the mountains.

The snowstorm between heaven and earth is getting bigger and bigger, and finally it can't be controlled, Liu Xing's face is a little ugly, this is not something that can be controlled by the strong energy in the body, because if he is not skilled, it is difficult to control the power of the snowstorm even if the energy is strong.

The second time I tried again, the situation was slightly better than the first time, and the snowstorm was also getting bigger and bigger, which made Ning Pet and the three stunned.

Rolling a snowball with a diameter of ten meters is not difficult for Ning Pet and Bantian, but it is difficult to roll a snowstorm with a diameter of several thousand meters.

Snow storms can break apart at any time, causing great destructive power.

"Brother Jun is really amazing!"

Seeing the mountain peaks in the distance being crushed and cracked, Ning Pet couldn't help but exclaim, even if her father was nothing more than that.

Of course, she didn't know how powerful her father was, because she hadn't really seen her father's strength, only that the demigods were very powerful.

Liu Xing knew that the demigods were not gods in the realm of martial arts cultivation.

The god here is just a realm to call you, which is equivalent to the strength of the five realms of the Great Dao in the martial arts world.

Because the people in the Divine Village have the blood of the Protoss in ancient times, they do not rely on martial spirits, but only on the power of bloodlines.

The ancient gods were also humans, but they had reached the realm of gods, and their bloodlines continued to be inherited.

The True God Realm is equivalent to the Martial Saint and the Holy Ancestor Realm.

The martial arts world divides the realm in more detail, and there is no such detailed division in the Divine Village.

The last true god and the divine realm in the martial arts world is actually a realm.

Liu Xing also knows now that his strength is between Tongtian and the Great Dao, but his combat power definitely surpasses some figures in the Great Dao Realm.

Because of his injury, his cultivation has not made much progress in the past year, but his body has undergone great changes, and the two souls of gods and demons in the six souls have been integrated into the body, and the other four souls have no signs yet, and I don't know where they are.

Indeed, it was much more difficult for him to step into the Great Dao Realm than others.

Others melt one soul, he needs to melt six souls.

So he deduced that Ning Feng was much more powerful than him, and even Ning Feng could be injured in the mountain, not to mention him, he couldn't step on the mountain outside the Divine Village.

It was because of this that he stayed in the Divine Village, and naturally he couldn't do nothing when he stayed, so he started his own career.

In fact, he has already thought of the first form, and it is called Feixue Liantian.

The sword style of flying snow is very simple, the main thing is a kind of momentum, flying snow and sky, snow storm rolling and crushing the world, nothing can stop, and the momentum sweeps the world.

The more you practice, the more proficient you become, and in the end, you can only see a sword shadow passing by, the wind and snow of heaven and earth are surging, like a frenzy on the angry sea, and the tornado is surging, with an amazing momentum, the mountain collapses and the ground cracks.

Ning Pet's eyes were wide and dumbfounded, even Ning Feng, who had just stepped out of the wooden house, was stunned, he walked out and raised his head just to see this scene, and his heart was slightly shocked.

This kid is good!

Ning Feng thought in his heart, it was very powerful that his self-created sword technique could reach this point.

Of course, this was not the strongest swordsmanship he had ever seen, but he didn't underestimate Liu Xing, because it was created by Liu Xing himself, at least he didn't have this ability and wisdom.

In one day, Liu Xing practiced the first type of flying snow and practiced it skillfully, the momentum was amazing, and the powerful sword momentum carried his will straight to the sky, vertical and horizontal between heaven and earth, and the swordsmanship contained the meaning of the Dao and possessed the power of the Dao.

Until the evening, Liu Xing put away his sword, the sky and the earth were covered in silver, and the light was still very bright, but he didn't want to practice anymore and needed to rest.

In the past, he only knew how to cultivate, but he didn't know how to rest, and he hurt his body and spirit. Only by combining work and rest can you really have a good body.

The snow was falling, and the wind knife was sweeping, blowing a little biting on his face, because he didn't deliberately resist it, only in this way could he truly experience the power of the wind and snow.

There was no stirring of sword intent between heaven and earth, and the falling snow became normal, and the footprints left by the body method were quickly covered by the heavy snow.

With his strength, he has long been able to step on the snow without a trace, but he didn't do it, he likes to leave his footprints on the snow, which is very real when he looks at it, and it is also the mark of his own efforts.

Because you don't need to do it deliberately, but do it very casually.

The sword momentum and sword intent are naturally not the previous ones and intentions, and the potential and intentions here are integrated into the power of the Great Dao, and they are by no means ordinary potential and intentions, so it's good to be casual.

The next day, the heavy snow was still falling, and Liu Xing did not teach Feixue Liantian to the three of them, because he felt that it was not perfect enough, and he still needed to perform enlightenment for a few days before he could really teach the three of them.

The three of Ning Pet were not idle, they were cultivating their own supernatural powers, and these were supernatural powers that they had to learn.

Xiaohu has recently been about to impact the marrow washing realm, so he is also extremely serious in his cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed, and the snow stopped and the wind did not stop, and the cold wind was bitter.

The inside and outside of the village are covered with snow, and when you look from high to low, the earth is white and vast, like a snowfield.

Xiaohu didn't choose to hit the marrow washing realm at night, because this is not something he can decide, he has to break through when he comes, Ning Feng guards, Xiaohu is still a little nervous, this is the first time he has impacted the marrow washing realm.

Liu Xing watched quietly, Ning Pet and Bantian said some words of encouragement, Xiaohu gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, in order to find his father, he decided to fight, and he must succeed.

The west side is like a bloody sun falling on the snow, as if dyed red by blood, because the little tiger is rushing through the pass, no one appreciates this scene like blood.

When night fell, the light was naturally bright, and Xiaohu did not encounter much difficulty in impacting the marrow washing realm, but it took a little longer, looking at them smiling happily, Liu Xing also grinned.

"Tomorrow I will start devoting myself to my cultivation state, including me. The innocent laughter stopped abruptly after these words fell, and they all looked at the young man, and became serious, and they felt more and more that the young man was like a stern teacher.

Ning Feng, who was squatting on the side of the barbecue, had a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, glanced at Liu Xing intentionally or unintentionally, and said in his heart: This kid is really good!