(This chapter is very difficult to write, and I always want to write something unique and intriguing, so I have deleted and changed it many times, if you like it, please poke it lightly and like it!) ）

The bell rang abruptly and unexpectedly. Zhang Xingkong's first reaction was "who is ringing the bell indiscriminately" -- the practice of the sword bell is very important, except for ringing on time every morning, at other times, the edict of the non-master of the government is not allowed to move in a disorder, or, as today, if there is a large-scale invasion of the enemy, it is a special situation to warn.

Just then, the second bell rang again.

Zhang Xingkong turned around and ordered the two guard disciples to go and see what was going on. If anyone is found to have struck the bell without permission, he will be taken down immediately and dealt with by law.

The two disciples were ordered and flew back to the inner mansion.

Not to mention it here, the life-and-death battle between Pan Dongliu and Liang Qiufeng below is white-hot, and the result will be completely separated.

The Cangxue knife in Pan Dongliu's hand is like a thorn, and the knife does not leave Liang Qiufeng's throat, chest and abdomen and other vital places, and only a small flaw can dismantle him into eight pieces.

Life and death are decided!

The faces of the three major sects all showed happy smiles, and they arranged for Pan Dongliu to challenge Liang Qiufeng by name, if it was this moment, what they wanted was to hack this talented young man who had risen strongly in the Sword Mansion to death in front of the top and bottom of the Sword Mansion.

Hearty revenge, nothing more.

As for giving the other party a heavy morale blow, not to mention, when Liang Qiufeng's blood was splashed in five steps, it was the time when the fighting spirit of the disciples of the Sword Mansion dissipated.

Pan Dongliu showed a sinister smile on his face, and shouted: "Liang Qiufeng, it's over, this fate is your own fault." ”

Looking back at the beginning, he cherished his talents. I wanted to solicit the other party twice, but unfortunately Liang Qiufeng didn't appreciate it. If you don't appreciate it, you can't complain.

The knife suddenly changed, and he made a trick "Snow Falling in the Mountains and Wind Xiao Xiao", the blade was oblique, and it slashed from an extremely difficult angle to prevent, and Liang Qiufeng was cut in two.

When the bell rang, Liang Qiufeng had an obvious distraction, waiting for the second bell to be heard. It also reveals the meaning of trance. But now, life and death, the wounded sword in his hand stabbed violently.

Point Sword Pose!

This time, the point sword style is sharper and more decisive than any previous one. Wrapped in an indomitable momentum, there is no enemy and no self.

This is actually the same way of playing!

Pan Dongliu frowned, if he slashed with this knife, he would certainly be able to kill Liang Qiufeng; But the opponent's sudden sword, his body may not be sure to completely flash. Not to mention that both sides are injured, even if they are injured by the tip of Liang Qiufeng's sword, it is not beautiful.

Rusi thought. A light step back, avoiding the edge for a moment.

Liang Qiufeng did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, his wrist was closed, and the tip of the sword drooped to the ground. Standing solemnly, the expression on his face actually faintly revealed some confusion, as if he was thinking about something.

At the moment, there is a life-and-death battle, and the battle situation is changing rapidly. He even drooped his sword and thought about "life"!

Is he stupid, or crazy?

Countless warriors who have followed this battle. Their cultivation is high and low, old and young, but there is no doubt that they are all people who are extremely rich in actual combat and have a wide range of experience. However, no one has ever encountered such a situation in front of them, and they have never seen someone like Liang Qiufeng.

On the Sword Mansion, Wu Gumei stomped her foot anxiously: "What is this kid doing, he can't concentrate at such a critical juncture, and he is too empty." ”

Zhang Jiangshan smacked his lips: "Here, here again, this Senior Brother Liang, why can't you always make people worry?" ”

Pan Dongliu felt despised and shouted angrily: "Look for death!" ”

The snow knife danced, as if the remnants of snow in the sky were blown by a strong wind, and it attacked violently - the second trick "Snowy Night Mountain Remnants of the Old Man".

A strong wind blew, stirring and fluttering Liang Qiufeng's hair and clothes from afar.

While!

The third bell rings in your ears.

Listening to this bell, Liang Qiufeng seemed to have realized something again, and with a sword in his hand, it was another "point sword style".

The second time the sword was released, there seemed to be no change in speed, but the momentum contained in it was stronger and more powerful.

Pan Dongliu felt a pang in his heart, and he even had the illusion that Liang Qiufeng's same sword was only a moment apart, but there was a feeling of consummation in the realm.

What's going on?

In the face of this sword, Pan Dongliu had an unprecedented sense of crisis, feeling that his knife could not cut the opponent's body, and Liang Qiufeng's sword would pierce his throat.

Late strike?

He took a long breath and had to retreat again, until he was five zhang away, so that he could get out of the enveloping range of the sword momentum.

Wow!

The onlookers spoke in unison, letting out a wave of exclamations. Many people didn't see what was going on, they only knew that Liang Qiufeng, who had been suppressed to death, took out his sword, and then forced back Pan Dongliu.

What's going on?

Yun Mojiang and the other sect leaders had vicious eyes, their pupils constricted, and they muttered incredulously: "How is it possible? After just a few breaths of effort, Liang Qiufeng's perception of the way of the sword has changed like a rebirth, and the previous sword is simply incomparable with the later sword. ”

They had never heard of such a mysterious situation.

Could it be that Liang Qiufeng comprehended on the spot, and thus gradually mastered the essence of swordsmanship?

No, it can't be, no matter how outstanding his talent is, no matter how demonic he is, it is impossible to do this.

On the way to martial arts, there is a saying of "epiphany". But this epiphany must be built on the basis of a long period of deep accumulation, and it is impossible to fly without learning to walk.

How old is Liang Qiufeng? I've only been learning swords for a few years? It was already unbelievable that he could grasp the rudiments of sword intent, but the two swords that he forced back from the eastward flow had obviously gradually gotten rid of the rudiments of sword intent, and had almost touched the edge of the real sword intent.

The most important thing is that in the previous decisive battle between the two, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Liang Qiufeng has tried his best, and it is indeed not as good as Pan Dongliu, and the gap is very obvious. But after such a while, Liang Qiufeng was as if he had eaten the Ten Great Tonic Pills, his hair was full of fluffiness, and his progress in swordsmanship was breathtaking.

It was during this period that someone gave him guidance, so it became completely different.

Who, who is it exactly?

In an instant, the first reaction of many people was the white-haired old man who appeared without a head. But soon, the speculation was rejected: not to mention whether the old man was a master or not, but the old man came and went faster before, and he just said a few words to Liang Qiufeng, and did not do anything.

If just by saying a few words, Liang Qiufeng can comprehend the true essence of swordsmanship, then he is estimated to be an immortal.

This root is impossible.

But aside from all the others, there is no clue to be found, and the whole thing, like a mystery, is maddening.

On the other hand, on the side of the Sword Mansion, when he was surprised, he was happy. They also felt that it was unwise for Liang Qiufeng to rashly agree to fight with Pan Dongliu and hit the stone with an egg, but now that they looked, Liang Qiufeng not only lived well, but also faintly showed that he had the strength to compete with Pan Dongliu.

As for why this strength suddenly came out, they didn't bother to think about it.

Standing in the distance, the tip of the Pan Dongliu knife pointed far away, and for the first time his face showed a solemn meaning. Suddenly, he found that he couldn't understand Liang Qiufeng a little, and his judgment on his strength was confused for the first time, just like seeing flowers in a fog, and he couldn't see it very really.

It shouldn't have been that way.

Liang Qiufeng obviously only had the cultivation of the eighth stage of the strong path, and after the fierce battle just now, his swordsmanship was also clearly explored, but what happened to the two swords just now?

What makes people feel even more speechless is that after wielding two swords to force back the Pan Dongliu, under the eyes of everyone, Liang Qiufeng stood still again, his brows furrowed, looking at the ground for a while, looking at the sky for a while, his eyes flashed with the meaning of thinking, as if he was facing an extremely profound and mysterious problem, struggling to find an answer.

This appearance really made the people in the Sword Mansion sweat, and it made the black and suppressed warriors on the opposite side crazy.

At this moment, Liang Qiufeng is completely unaware of the attention of the outside world. He heard the first bell before, and sure enough, the bell contained a spirit of gongfa - the idea of "point sword style" in the sword.

It's still a little vague, but it's not like the last time I sat on the back of a Moyun goshawk. This time it's not piecemeal, it's very complete.

The thought entered his mind with the sound of the bell, fused with the fragments of the original perception, and his understanding of the sword style jumped to a higher level.

That's why there is the first sword to force back the pan eastward at the critical moment.

Then came the second bell, this sound, ringing in the ears, those kendo ideas became clearer, as if they were imprinted in their minds, and their understanding was even higher.

As a result, what came out of the table was the second sword that forced back the pan eastward.

While!

The third bell blew in the wind, and the true meaning of kendo became clearer and clearer, as if it had been depicted as a picture, one stroke at a time, clear. appeared in my mind, and the feeling was mysterious and mysterious, I could only understand it, but I couldn't express it.

At this time, Liang Qiufeng knew that this was the mysterious old man who hit the bell and passed the sword, and passed the sword through the sound of the bell.

Therefore, although there were thousands of people present, everyone heard the bell, but except for Liang Qiufeng, no one else could know the secret inside the bell.

How can they understand Liang Qiufeng's current strange state, what is going on?

The bell passes the sword, and the body is an unbelievable thing.

Pan Dongliu's eyes sparkled, and he said word for word: "Liang Qiufeng, now I admit that you are qualified to be my opponent, but that's all. ”

After speaking, his arms crackled, and a crisp sound like fried beans came from his body. It rings from the ankles of both feet, then to the knees, and then to the tail vertebrae...... Ringing all the way, and finally twisting the neck.

Call!

A splendid and domineering momentum arose spontaneously, vaguely possessing substance, centered on the pan-eastward stream, and stimulated in all directions.

Imposing and dusty.

In a moment, a slightly concave shape appeared, and he was standing in the very center. It turned out that it was the momentum that had just been stimulated that shook a layer of dust on the ground to form such a vortex.

Airway!

True Qi is released.

Facing Liang Qiufeng, Pan Dongliu finally showed his true strength, striding over, and advancing to the airway level.