No matter how good a sword is, no matter how strong a sword is, in fact, it is just a sword that kills.

sword

It doesn't matter whether it's strong or weak, it's not good or bad, a sword that can kill people is a good sword.

In the same way, the sword move that can kill people is the strongest sword move, and there are many people who know this truth, but there are few people who really understand it.

In fact

Killing is as simple as holding a sword in your hand and stabbing your enemy straight in the chest.

If you stab me in the chest, I will cut off your head, which is called fighting for your life.

I can't cut off your head, so I will use my sword to defuse your offensive and kick you with the situation.

Thus, sword moves and martial arts were born, fighting, blocking, counterattacking and so on......

The original intention was just to kill the enemy and save his life, and after countless years of evolution, people used all kinds of mysterious techniques to make the exercises very mysterious, but in fact they were useless.

Originally, a sword could kill people, but he had to draw a circle in the middle, and he could have killed with a punch, but he wanted to hit it with one palm, and finally turned his palm into a fist.

This kind of move can be said to be a hundred shots against most people, and every shot can be successful.

But for those masters who have truly comprehended the essence of martial arts, this is a big flaw.

Before you finish the circle, someone has already pierced your neck with a sword, your fist has not yet been clenched, and someone else has already smashed the bridge of your nose with a punch.

That's why it is said that martial arts are the only way to be fast.

The strongest move is to simplify the complex, hit the key point, and have no tricks to win.

sword light,

Faster and faster, it seems to be able to penetrate the throat of Yan Endless at any time.

But the sword light seemed to be separated by several starry skies, and it never fell.

It's like a person running hard, but the earth is receding rapidly, so the faster he runs, the faster the earth reverses, but he always stands still, but to outsiders, he is indeed running fast.

Yan Hen's eyes became more and more solemn, because he understood that the earth would not retreat, and the starry sky would not retreat.

It's all just an afterimage!

and the fast body technique, which pierced this speed beyond what can be seen by the naked eye, caused this visual impact.

Such a sword move is almost unavoidable and undefensible.

You don't know where the enemy is coming, so you don't know how to defend it.

Even if you defend all around, if the enemy never attacks, then it will only be in vain, and even if the two sides are so confrontational and consumed, he himself will not be able to consume it.

Yan Wuhen sensed the crisis, and it was also the biggest crisis he had ever lived for the rest of his life, because of the fall of cultivation, he didn't even dare to use his consciousness to sense Ling Zifeng's position.

The only way is to control all the ten zhang range around him in his own hands, as long as there is a little bit of wind and grass, he can respond instantly.

But sometimes it's really like the old saying, the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is helpless!

As soon as the thought of Yan Wuhen came to him, a sharp blade flashed around him like a ghost, instantly piercing his throat, from left to right, penetrating through.

The Xuan Qi attached to the blade of the sword, like a storm, exploded in his body, and his already weak mind was completely torn into pieces in this storm.

"Ugh!"

Yan opened his mouth with endless difficulty, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say a word, his eyes were full of disbelief!

Until he died, he didn't understand how Ling Zifeng's sword was cast, not even a little breath, no fluctuation at all, this was beyond his cognition and understanding.

But I'm afraid he will never understand why, after all, there is no way for a dead man to think about human problems!

"Whew!"

The strong wind blew, and the condensed body of the Endless Flame Divine Soul was like a wisp of smoke, floating away in this bloody and sultry void.

"It's over, Endless Flame!"

"If there is an afterlife, remember, don't be lost. ”

Ling Zifeng stood where Yan Wuhen fell, looked at Fang Xiang, where Yan Wuhen's soul dissipated, and sighed silently.

This battle is extremely tragic!

However, they still won the eventual victory, but the price was not small.

The five major sects were almost destroyed, and even the Heavenly Strategies that later joined the battlefield, the people and horses of the Immortal Heavenly Palace and the Eastern Wilderness were almost completely dead.

The martial artists above the ninth layer of the entire Kyushu land are all buried in this Fulongpo Qianli Mountain Range, even in this barren and cold place, it seems that you can hear the cries of countless old and weak widows, wanting to drown the entire Kyushu.

"Who would have thought that this snowy region would one day turn into purgatory on earth, and the fiery red magma is like the flower of the other side, but who knows if there is really another shore!"

"If you believe, you have. ”

"If you don't believe, you don't, but what if you don't?"

Ling Zifeng was silent, just like Gu Weilan said, whether there is another shore or not, it makes no difference to him, it is just self-comfort!

Millions of corpses, all swallowed by magma, once the world's heroes, or the dominant hero, after the death, not even a cup of loess, forever sleeping in the magma under the Fulong Mountain.

Only tens of thousands of horses left alive, but everyone's face was full of exhaustion and loneliness, no one was happy that they were still alive, for them, walking through the purgatory on earth, living may be a kind of torture.

After all, from now on, they no longer have relatives and friends, and they no longer have enemies of life and death, some are just those sad eyes, staring at them, and some are just the desolate crying, accompanying them day and night.

As a Jianghu person, everyone understands the cruelty of the rivers and lakes very well, but no one has ever thought that the rivers and lakes are so cruel!

In this life, hate to be a Jianghu person!

In this life, I am fortunate to be a Jianghu person!

These are the words that Gu Xiaotian left when he died, and then jumped into the hot magma, smiling and sinking!

For him, he has lived for endless years, whether it is his former best friend or rival, one by one has left him, for him, there is nothing to worry about, death may be the best relief!

"Ling Zifeng, the future of Kyushu depends on you!"

Luo Tianzun looked into the distance silently, the expression on his face was indescribably sad, he was in charge of asking the Dao League for a lifetime, who would have thought that they were just being plotted for a lifetime, and the endless time was just a void in the end!

Even Qin Dongyang, who wanted to change the rivers and lakes, finally disbanded Tianjice and left alone, and he was tired, he just wanted to die in the mountains and forests, and he had to live for the rest of his life, but this river and lake must be borne by someone, and Ling Zifeng is undoubtedly the right person.

"Luo Lao. ”

"My way, not here!"

Ling Zifeng shook his head, his whole life was destined to move forward in killing, and this endless hatred can only be washed away with blood, maybe he will eventually fall halfway, but he can't help but go!

Because he is a swordsman!

Swordsman,

If you don't go out, you will be sharp, and you will be unstoppable, and there will be no way back!

(End of chapter)