How much strength does he have, I have a rough number in my heart.

But in the night ship dungeon, she didn't see Wang Yet's shot, and a sword under such a critical sobriety can be said to be amazing enough.

Wang Ke, the fourth disciple of Hengxu Zhenren.

Today's fourth heavenly monument is the first, that is, the first person in the Yuan infant stage, just like when Qu Zhengfeng was still in this realm.

As early as when I first saw it that day, I had the idea of trying its depth. At present, the tricky matter of Baiyinlou has been over, if you go back to the Central Region directly and return to Yashan, I am afraid that you will not find the opportunity to "learn from each other".

So her plan is also very clear: before leaving the sea of stars, she will have a fight.

Bai Yin said, "When he met Wang in the middle of the road, he saw the other party walking in the southeast direction."

She drew the direction in her mind at will, and she knew where the other party's destination was—when they first met, it was in the Heaven and Earth Reverse Tourist Store in the southeast of Shattered Immortal City, and she was afraid that the king would go back there.

In addition, Bai Yin saw that he came down from the restaurant, so he should still be a little leisurely and relaxed, and he was not in a hurry to leave.

So......

Seeing that he looked at the human emperor sword in his hand for a moment, he smiled slightly, and was not in a hurry, only put away the long sword, sat down cross-legged in the room, and meditated on breathing.

Every battle will bring her a new harvest.

Although the battle of the Silver Building has passed, the understanding in the heart of the sorrow has a tendency to gradually deepen. In her mind, she counted the battles of the day, from bystanders to her opponents......

Before you know it, the long night is gone, and the sky is already bright.

At the end of the day.

Seeing that he opened his eyes again, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, got up, pushed the door open directly, and walked straight towards the outside of the Awakening Villa along the staggered corridors.

It was a dim early morning, and the fog was heavy.

After all, the Awakening Villa is built on the mountain by the river, and the cool water vapor in autumn is splashed up by the rushing river water and flies to the mountain, which also shrouds this villa.

All of a sudden, pavilions, flowers, trees, and rockeries are all in the haze.

Seeing the sorrow in the middle, there was a sense of ascending to the illusion for a while.

She didn't want to say goodbye to Qu Zhengfeng, anyway, after a while, Bai Yin would also go to resign and explain her situation by the way, it didn't matter if she went by herself or not.

At this moment, all she could think about was a momentary battle.

Out of the gate of the villa, he directly turned into a streamer, wanting to go to the Broken Immortal City against the tourist store. Wake up the villa, and almost instantaneously be left behind.

At the foot of the sorrow, there was the dense forested mountains, and the sound of waves was faintly heard in front of me.

It's the Lan River.

Going up this rushing river, it won't take long to reach the destination, and she knows it. It's just that when she heard the sound of the waves, a strange palpitation suddenly slowed down her figure.

"Boom la la ......"

The sound of the waves.

But is it just the sound of the waves? No, it's not.

There is no ordinary chaos of the hustle and bustle of the river, but it reveals a faint rhythmic beauty, like the piano that is good at playing the piano, everyone can pluck it at will, and it becomes a natural sound of the mighty river.

It's natural, it's close to your heart.

The white mist covered most of the river, and also blurred the old and elegant outline of the snow drinking pavilion in the center of the river.

Seeing sorrow, he slowly leaned over.

With this stone pavilion as the center, the surrounding river is rushing, and the mist on all sides is rolling like life.

Through the thick mist, she could vaguely see the figure in the pavilion.

A sword-wielding figure.

The sword was just an ordinary iron sword, held in the palm of that slender hand, around the body, in the mist, turning gently.

When the sword rises, it is like a dragon leaping out of the water, with a vigorous and resolute attitude; when the sword is moving, it seems to take a picture in a shocking flash, but it does not leave the slightest sound and trace like a light feather; when the sword falls, if the hundred rivers return to the sea in the east, thousands of torrents converge in one piece, and the momentum is clearly extremely powerful, but it does not show the slightest sound......

This is......

The sword of the Sword Emperor.

Seeing the sad figure, I couldn't help but stop.

Although she knew that Qu Zhengfeng was just practicing swords in this Snow Drinking Pavilion, she definitely didn't use the usual tricks against the enemy, and what she saw in front of her was just some basic swordsmanship of ordinary slashing and stabbing, but she couldn't withdraw her gaze from it.

Not anyone who practices swords can be so natural and pleasing to the eye.

It was clear that he didn't use a penny of spiritual power, but whether it was the river around the Drinking Snow Pavilion or the dense fog on the river, they were all attracted by the sword momentum, and they spun and galloped.

What a horrible feat this must be?

Even if you don't know much about swords, you can see the depth of it.

Qu Zhengfeng's name as the "Sword Emperor" is said by everyone to be because she has a divine weapon such as the Yashan Sword in her hand, but judging from what she sees now and what she understands about Qu Zhengfeng, I am afraid that it is not completely correct.

Just as a line of heaven does not recognize the cultivation of the soul and the incompleteness, how can the Yashan Sword be the sword that is willing to recognize the mortal master?

She didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

Qu Zhengfeng naturally sensed that someone was coming, but his eyes were calm, and his sword hand did not mean to stop.

Turn around and walk the sword, carrying the change of the dragon and snake, and the sword is chanting softly, and there is the light of creation.

It was a full half before he slowly put away his sword.

The wide black sleeved robe, a long shadow in the void mist, but in this gradually brightening sky, it seemed too deep and heavy.

"Are you leaving?"

Seeing that the sorrowful person was still on the bank of the river, he heard this, took a step under his feet, and when he landed, he was already in the Snow Drinking Pavilion.

The figure that was blurred in the fog before suddenly became clear because of the closer distance.

Qu Zhengfeng stood in front of the pavilion, with his back to her, with the rushing river under his feet, but his eyes looked at the bustling Xinghai City of Tomorrow far away on the other side of the river.

Seeing sorrow, he said: "The words that should be passed have arrived, I have been away from Yashan for many years, and the same master has many concerns, so it is inconvenient to stay for a long time." Fang Cai was also passing by, and accidentally noticed that there were people practicing swords by the river, so he stopped to take a look, and looked at His Majesty the Sword Emperor. ”

His Majesty the Sword Emperor......

Qu Zhengfeng lowered his eyes and glanced at the sword in his hand. This is the sword that was just sharpened yesterday, and it looks no different from the previous ones.

"Then what do you think of seeing that you have been worried about this for a long time?"

"Sword?"

I was stunned for a moment, and then I laughed.

"I don't know anything about this. However, watching from the side, he felt that the sword moves were mediocre, but the sword was extremely strong, and it could lead to the combination of qi and machine around him. I want to come to the outside world to spread that the sword of the Sword Emperor has reached the realm of transformation, and what he said is true. ”

"I really don't know anything. ”

Any layman can say such a specious thing. Qu Zhengfeng couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and looked back at her, but shook his head.

"Yashan main sword, the swordsman has three things: sword style, sword qi, and sword intent. The formula is the surface, and the qi is the inside, which means God. Although you are under the cliff mountain, you have never learned swords, and you have lost the name of this 'senior sister'. ”

She wanted to learn too.

But the mutilation of the soul invisibly restricts many things.

Seeing that he didn't defend himself, he only said: "Listening to His Majesty the Sword Emperor's words, it seems to have the intention of instructing?"

Not learning the sword is a regret.

But there are thousands of roads, and different paths lead to the same end. Whether it's a sword or an axe, a fist or a knife, in the end it doesn't really make a difference.

I don't care a lot when I see sorrow, but the sentence of the rhetorical question really doesn't have much kindness.

Qu Zhengfeng has betrayed Yashan, and now he talks about it a lot, which is somewhat "nosy". Seeing sorrow was just a reminder to him.

He could hear it.

It's just that, "What if I say, do you mean to instruct?"

In the early morning, the Lan River is turbulent.

The aftermath of the incident in the Silver Tower has not yet subsided, and it seems that the residual smell of blood wafting in the fog can still be smelled now.

Now when she heard Qu Zhengfeng's words that seemed to be true and false, she only slowly raised her eyes and looked at him.

The simple word "advice" only reminded her of the battle when she was still sheathed.

Remember, they also made an appointment to fight after that.

However, due to Qu Zhengfeng's rebellion from Yashan, this battle has never had a chance to be performed. Looking at the current gap in the strength of the two, I don't feel that I have the strength to fight with them.

Qu Zhengfeng must also understand this.

Therefore, the "advice" he said is worth pondering.

Seeing sorrow, he smiled slowly, but he didn't care if Qu Zhengfeng was joking. Someone else handed a ladder, where could she not climb up a bit?

"Oh, the Sword Emperor actually has the intention of instructing, that's really a coincidence. In the past few days, there is a confusion in my heart that is related to cultivation. ”

Seeing the smile on his lips, there was clearly a rare sense of cunning.

Qu Zhengfeng just felt that the sentence before he was worried stabbed him, so he said "advice", but where did he think that she really wanted to ask.

changed people, he didn't want to deal with it at all, and most of the time he turned around and left.

But if it's this "big sister"......

Qu Zhengfeng turned sideways, looked at her, thought for a while, and then asked with interest: "In the Silver Building, you bluffed and deceived Liang Tingyu?"

“……”

Seeing the sorrowful pupils, they shrank suddenly, and after a long time, they slowly relaxed.

"It is worthy of His Majesty the Sword Emperor, and he is observant. ”

What she is suffering now is nothing more than that.

"Draw the knife and draw the knife, now it has its shape, but it is difficult to get out of its artistic conception. It was a realization in the dungeon of the night ship under the crisis at that time, but it had been trapped for several days and could not be entered. ”

On that day, when he was worried about fighting against Liang Tingyu, Qu Zhengfeng watched in the private room.

Seeing how much ability he has to worry about, he actually knows it all, from the Heaven Turning Seal to the Human Weapon Refining Body, and then to the Dijiang Wind Thunder Wing Dao Seal.

The only surprise was the one that was only half done.

This style, seeing sorrow obviously not.

But it can frighten Liang Tingyu into panicking, so that he lost all his advantages, and finally lost his life, and he knew that the power was amazing.

Seeing sorrow, he will only start with that, but the second half is difficult to continue.

In the eyes of others, this is nothing more than a bluff, but in Qu Zhengfeng's eyes, everything is very unusual.

There are ten thousand laws in the world, one law, and ten thousand laws.

When the way of the sword is cultivated to the extreme, some other things can be touched.

Qu Zhengfeng bent down slightly, only leaned the iron-cast Fan Sword in his hand against the rough stone pillar of the Drinking Snow Pavilion, and then looked at the river in the distance, and suddenly asked: "Have you ever seen a real drawn sword?"

Draw your sword.

Under the Yashan Gate, everyone drew their swords.

It can be said that since the day I saw the sorrow, I have watched them "draw their swords" every day, and even I am one of them.

Therefore, she is no stranger to the word "draw the sword".

But if you talk about the "drawing the sword" in Qu Zhengfeng's mouth, she doesn't think she has seen it, so she didn't speak, let alone answer.

Qu Zhengfeng didn't mind.

In other words, when he asked this question, he didn't really mean to answer it in the first place.

The mortal swords used for sword training before have been put aside.

Qu Zhengfeng stretched out his right hand towards the mist-filled void, and in an instant, a deep blue whirlpool like the sea appeared!

"Boom la la ......"

The sound of the waves was noisy, the spray on the whirlpool was crystal white and snow-white, and there was even a salty smell in the air that belonged to the tide.

Qu Zhengfeng's palm slowly clenched.

What he held was the sea water, the waves, but as his palm slowly pulled out, the endless sea water in the whirlpool condensed towards his palm, and gradually became the shape of a long sword.

Dark blue.

Placid.

But it makes people feel a little hidden warmth.

What a strange feeling?

At this moment, I was in the whirlpool of this sea light sword, and I only felt that my whole body was trembling under this breath, and I couldn't help but want to get closer to it and join it!

Hundreds of rivers from the east to the sea, when to return to the west!

This sword is undoubtedly the sword that Qu Zhengfeng became famous at the beginning - Haiguang.

It is obviously not out of the sheath yet, but the artistic conception of "a hundred years in the sea, tolerance is great" has covered a radius of ten miles at this moment!

The cool breeze of the early morning stopped.

The drifting fog stopped.

Even the magnificent Lan River in front of him was silent at this moment!

There is no longer the slightest ripple, let alone the waves that fly up, and there is no turbulence in a dark place......

The whole world seems to be suspended!

Seeing that everything in front of me is still, except for Qu Zhengfeng, except for Qu Zhengfeng's sea light sword that is being pulled out!

When he drew his sword, it was extremely slow.

Every inch of the sword body is condensed by the sea water in the whirlpool behind it, which is extremely fantastic and amazing. The moment the three-foot blade was completely pulled out, the whole world seemed to collapse!

The river is upside down, the wind is howling, the fog is roaring, and the sky is overwhelming!

Seeing that he was in the center of this storm, there was only the sword that suddenly became clear in front of him, the sea light sword! Also, behind thousands of swords, Qu Zhengfeng's eyes......

Swordsman, weapon also.

For sword cultivators, the sword is in the heart, and the sword is the heart.

The sword is in the sheath, it is to hide the edge, but when the sword is out of the sheath, the edge is exposed!

"No heart to kill, no sword drawn;"

"No heart to die, no sword;"

"No self-will, no sword. ”

"If it is hidden deeply, it depends on the opportunity, and the sword is determined, and the intention is the sword first. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles - it's to draw the sword!"

It turns out that this is "drawing a sword".

I still have my eyes open when I see sorrow, but I can't see anything, and what I see in front of me is what I think in my heart. At one time, it was the sword of Qu Zhengfeng, and at one time, it was the "Tianhe Sword Wave" of the Fudao Mountain people in Kunwu.

Thousands of swords, lights, and shadows intertwined at this moment, breaking through the barrier that had been trapped in her heart.

As a result, the whole world became brilliant.

A great realization shone in her mind.

People are on the snow drinking pavilion, seeing the sad figure, lonely and unmoving.

This stop is a full three days.