Dong Fu only understood now, the strange feeling just now was not an illusion, but that he did know each other, if his guess was correct, it was the sword intent.

What is the sword intent, the unity of the human sword.

The swordsman comprehends the way of the sword, combines himself with part of the will of the way of the sword itself, and the will, that is, the sword blade refers to, is almost the incarnation of the way of the sword when it is completed, and the sword in his hand has supreme power. The same is true of the rune path that Dong Fu accidentally cultivated, and the rune path is vast, and it will never be worse than the way of the sword.

As for the sword intent just now......

Dong Fu had seen it with Zhao Hao, that is, Zhao Potian's brother, but according to Jiang Ji, Zhao Hao's sword intent has been completed, Dong Fu thought of the cultivation of the next two, and thought that they were both geniuses of the Zhao family, but Zhao Hao's sword path was only a great success when he was in the divine realm, so under normal circumstances, Zhao Xiang could only be like himself, the first glimpse of the way of the sword, or he was already a small success.

Dong Fu felt that the latter was more likely, and he couldn't say why, just a simple intuition, very accurate, and he had always believed in this.

Stage 10, Sword 11, 2nd Ring.

The first time was unclear, it came suddenly, and it was unreasonable to go.

Most of the viewers didn't see any doorways, and only a few of the children of the family would once again deeply realize the horror of the Zhao family, and the black-clothed and black-gauze spectators dressed by Zhong Xiu stood still, still silent.

Many cultivators in the audience were gearing up, looking at the young man of the Sword Sect with a gaze like a piece of fat at his fingertips, the only thing he needed to consider was whether he could succeed him and defend the number ten ring.

Indeed, it was obvious that after this battle, Sword Eleven's spiritual power and physical strength would inevitably be consumed, and for the remaining cultivators, this was not the point, the point was ......

The sword momentum was leaked, and the sword momentum that the sword sect boy had finally accumulated was leaked.

This obvious opportunity is very rare, and even makes some reckless men deliberately forget the potential danger, you know, since Jian 11 can reach the semi-finals, he is also very capable, but those reckless men can get to this point, they must not be mediocre.

Wealth and danger are sought, cultivators are already fighting with the sky, fighting with people, rushing to the semi-finals, and the tens of thousands of cultivators are all coquettish, and it is difficult for them to admit that they are not as good as the eight-layer Sword Eleven.

In short, the next one will definitely be exciting.

However, the difference is that the winner will write the history book, as a family history, the loser has nothing, may be like a grass on the side of the road, an ant that is crushed to death by someone, and cannot be remembered.

"Sword Eleven, let me meet you!"

The sound was as swift as the flame, and I saw a humanoid flame soaring into the sky from under the stage, turning into the shape of a big bird in midair, carrying the momentum, wrapped in flames and falling towards Sword Eleven. 【@~Aiqi Literature ~... Fastest update]

At this time, Sword Eleven had already recovered from the previous game.

The young man's face was ordinary, simply featureless, so that the extremely faint smile on his face that he had not seen at some point was not seen.

At least the one in heaven didn't notice......

The firebird chirped clearly, such as a ring, and only felt that he saw the mountains and dense forests, with gurgling water around him, and the birds singing and fragrant flowers.

If it weren't for the pro

As far as he could see, Dong Fu couldn't have imagined that this voice was the song of a firebird in the sky.

The spirit of the wood, after calling the party, burns everywhere he goes.

Many people in the know trembled in their hearts, secretly wondering which chance of victory between Sword Eleven and that one-legged Bifang Firebird was.

The Heavenly Firebird was disappointed, it seemed that his cry had no effect on the Sword Sect boy, but he was not surprised, this guy was too murderous, and his own scream was not a pure soul method, and it was normal for him to be useless.

But, take my claw first!

Jian Eleven looked at the firebird that was attacking him, and the thick one-legged under the firebird's belly, and smiled strangely.

But there was still no movement, and the sword in his hand did not move.

Bi Fang Divine Bird's eyesight is amazing, of course he saw the smile of the young man of the Sword Sect at this time, but since it has turned into the body, this dive has to be carried out, it can't be stopped, and it will be deflated as soon as it stops, and there is no power at all, besides, although the Sword Eleven is a dark horse, but the foundation building is not complete, even if there are means, it is expected that he can deal with it.

Of course, the most important thing is that Bi Fang is proud from the bloodline, you must know that Bi Fang has been a high-ranking god since ancient times, so he has full confidence in his own strength and this claw.

The dark eyes of the woman in black and the black gauze hat suddenly froze......

The sword rises, like a rainbow.

Jian Eleven just raised the sword, and the sword momentum immediately burst out, its speed was comparable to Zhao Xiang just now, and even the sword momentum at this time was faster, but a discerning person could see the clues.

The subtle trajectory of this sword is just like Zhao Xiang who is deliberately buying suspicion, but it is different, combined with the long-lasting strange situation in the previous game, the smart person has already guessed that Zhao Xiang is teaching the sword.

Coldly looking at the young man who had already swooped to the end, and the bird body was only a few feet away from him, he lightly swung a sword.

Bi Fang, who had already judged the trajectory, was disdainful.

This sword, I'm afraid it's not worthy of my own itching, and the feathers of my body are comparable to ordinary magic weapons, not to mention my own sharp claws.

......

The sword was stained with blood, and the golden and red blood dripped from the tip of the sword along the blood groove on the sword, ticking and ticking, and the young man did not hold back, and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

It's still too poor in cultivation, Jian Eleven said to himself.

An hour ago you might have tried to press the bottom of the box, but now, you're not blessed.

"Come again!"

Jian Eleven drank clearly, and once again recalled Zhao Xiang's words in his mind, but his mouth was silently reciting something else.

I have a sword, a name and a heart, and I will kill all the injustices in the world.

There seemed to be a slight weight in his hand, and this sword called "Killing Heart" seemed to have read the master's emotions for the first time, and he was eager to try.

Sword Eleven is overjoyed, only the sword points to the sky, and there seems to be a sword gushing.

Many cultivators in the audience felt the saber trembling on their waists, and they needed to hold it down with their hands to calm it, and there were bursts of metallic sounds, and people kept casting puzzled glances around.

Some of the world's sons watched coldly, secretly amazed, and had mixed feelings in their hearts, but the sword at their waist did not move at all, if they said that they might be confined just now

status, it's not good to directly challenge Jian Eleven, then, now I really don't want to fight with him in my heart.

They are aware of the concept of sword intent Xiaocheng.

Even someone like Jian Eleven, who has just stepped into the threshold of Xiaocheng, can easily skip the challenge, not to mention, Jian Eleven comes from the legendary mysterious Sword Sect, and it seems that it is still from a certain main killer in the meantime.

A sword slashed open, and the crimson sword body was pressed against the blood-red blade, leaving a deep red sword qi.

The sword aura is ordinary, except that its red color is not unusual.

But the one-legged Bi Fang in the sky opened his bird's eyes wide, except for the whites of his eyes, only the brown and reddish eyes like needle eyes remained, and he didn't care about inciting his wings to flee away, and the firebird resolutely took out a red feather.

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Dong Fu was led by Yi Yao to the No. 5 ring, and as soon as he arrived, he saw the sword qi that soared into the sky at a glance.

Brilliant and majestic, the poor cultivation of all the cultivators almost knelt down.

Standing on the stage was a popular Yu Xuanang, with a yellow dragon robe and a delicate long sword.

Dong Fu didn't know why, this sword seemed familiar, but he quickly denied it, he hadn't seen a few swords in total, and those swords were either peerless swords like sword eyebrows, or they were magic weapons long swords like his storage ring.

In short, the sword of the person on the stage can't be any of the ones in his impression, but he feels that he knows it, and it's weird......

"My Great Zhou has always been meritocracy, and Brother Leopard's lineage is not valued in the demon clan, but if he is under my command, I will definitely ask my father for a throne from your clan. ”

The yellow dragon robe fluttered to the ground, flicked his sleeves, the sword ripped off a beautiful sword flower with the movement of his hand, shook off the blood stains on the blade, and stood tall under the dragon robe, the young man was not angry and self-assured, and lightly spit out this long sentence, the words were clear, and the voice was as warm as jade, but the listener did not feel relaxed at all.

"Don't think!"

The half-lying leopard with the copper coin pattern on the ground is drinking, and the meat eater has its own pride in popularity, even if it is only once brilliant.

This leopard family is indeed in a worrying situation, but the demon clan is not like the human race's "two-faced and three-sword", on the contrary, the demon clan is very axial, and it is greatly affected by the beast nature in the bloodline, so it attaches more importance to certain things, and almost never surrenders.

Dong Fu saw this, but he still didn't know why, that Ji Fagui was the prince, why did he do more, he didn't believe in this truth that he could understand, Ji Fa didn't understand.

"Hmph, don't be here to talk to me about hypocrisy, if Ji Yu says these words, I will still believe three points, but you Da Zhou has always been two-faced, don't talk about Fenghou, I think it's cannon fodder." ”

Ji Fa made a worried look and sighed, as if he was extremely sad for the leopard's remarks.

"The Golden Leopard clan invaded my Great Zhou border a hundred years ago, slaughtered more than 500 border people, and when the clan was wiped out,,, it seems that your clan has no repentance today, and I wanted to give you a chance to make up for it, alas~~"

Ji Fa said the call out loud in a painful voice, not allowing the leopard to interject in the slightest.

In fact, the leopard didn't want to speak, he knew that those human races were just like some who wanted to set up archways

Zi, knowing that "if it is not my race, its heart will be different", but he still has to be patient to win over, but in fact, in his observation, the sword in Ji Fa's hand has not been let go at all.

He knows the sword, it is an imitation of the Son of Heaven Sword, the treasure of the Great Zhou Town, the Ji family has been imitating the Son of Heaven Sword for generations, and the other two families are the same, most of the clansmen use imitations of their own treasures.

But even if it is an imitation, its quality is better than most weapons of the same level, and even higher imitations can be projected by its body.

"Kill!"

Ji Fa seemed to have finally finished speaking, and shouted angrily.

The leopard knew that he was resting, and Ji Fa would not give himself the time and opportunity to admit defeat, and he himself never thought of admitting defeat.

If you are inherently dead, why bother living.

The leopard's head was cut off, and Ji Fa looked at the audience with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to find the next person to challenge him.

Yi Yao looked at Dong Fu, she knew the reason why Dong Fu had just pulled herself here, but she also knew that Dong Fu was not a reckless person.

Since he has thought about it, there must be a reason, and he must be somewhat sure.

"Go ahead!"

Yi Yao smiled, Dong Fu looked at the familiar person, smiled knowingly, smiled so happily, Phoenix stared at Dong Fu, she had never seen this handsome young man who was not cold smile like this.

(End of chapter)