Chen Tiansheng originally planned to spend half a month before the family test to practice behind closed doors and ignore foreign affairs. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But just because he doesn't look for trouble doesn't mean that things won't come to him, since he comprehended the splitting sword in the three styles of the brute sword, Chen Tiansheng's confidence has soared.

"Huh!"

With a sword slash, the air shook, and an ancient tree more than three zhang away from him shook violently as if it had been bombarded by a huge force, and the leaves that had just turned yellow continued to fall.

Chen Tiansheng exhaled heavily, this brute sword three style splitting three styles was finally practiced to a small level.

The three styles of the brute sword are worthy of being the martial arts of the lower grade heavenly rank, and the small success realm of the first form alone has made him benefit a lot, and even far beyond his expectations.

He faintly felt that this brute sword three styles were quite extraordinary. Although it looks rough, there is a kind of simple avenue in the rough, there is no too much fancy, splitting is splitting, thorn is thorning, a sword is out, and the mountains and rivers tremble.

Just as he was sorting out the results of his cultivation in the past few days, his keen spiritual sense caught a trace of hostility.

Chen Tiansheng turned his head to see a beautiful figure standing at the gate of the courtyard.

A blue robe is gently held up by the breeze, like the lotus leaves of the field swaying gently in the wind of the pond, and the whole person is like a fairy standing in the autumn waves.

It's just that the fairy's frosty face spoils this beautiful artistic conception.

A pair of autumn water eyes were swollen and their silver teeth were clenched, which made people feel pity for a moment, who would be willing to anger such a woman.

Chen Tiansheng said: "What are you doing here?"

Song Koi's eyes stared at the sword in Chen Tiansheng's hand with a look of disbelief.

He even used his own sword!

Chen Tiansheng noticed Song Koi's eyes, smiled and raised the long sword in his hand and said, "It is indeed a rare divine blade, but it is refined to be a little more feminine and not masculine enough." ”

When they met again, Chen Tiansheng obviously felt that the injuries on Song Koi's body had healed, and the momentum exuded from his body was stronger than a few days ago.

I think I took the healing elixir, otherwise it would be impossible to recover so quickly, and the martial arts cultivation has also improved a little.

It is worthy of being a partner for the eldest son of the Chen family, and he has never heard of a few people surnamed Chen enjoying this treatment.

Song Koi was extremely angry in her heart, she had heard that a martial arts powerhouse could kill the enemy with her eyes, if her martial arts cultivation was not strong, if she also had such a means of defying the sky, Chen Tiansheng didn't know how many times she died.

She took advantage of the danger of others to kidnap her, this guy who did not hesitate to sacrifice hue in order to escape turned out to be the son of the Marquis of Qingyang, and her status in the Marquis of Qingyang seems to be quite special.

However, she has never been a person who can endure grievances, the dignified lord of Longhou County, she has been pampered and held in the palm of her hand since she was a child.

He Zeng suffered a little grievance, so as soon as her injuries were healed, she decided to come to Chen Tiansheng for revenge.

"Shameless. ”

Song Koi screamed, and a long sword immediately appeared in his hand, and he unfolded his body and stabbed towards Chen Tiansheng.

In the face of Song Koi's fierce attack, Chen Tiansheng was not angry but happy, these **** cultivators of the three styles of brute swords were successful, and they were worried that there was no object to practice, so Song Koi himself came to the door.

But he didn't dare to take it lightly, Song Koi's martial arts cultivation was something he had seen, if it weren't for the **** who was seriously injured, even ten of himself would not be enough for her to cut.

Chen Tiansheng lifted the long sword in his hand, raised the sword above his head, and braked quietly, waiting for Song Koi's upcoming attack.

Looking at Chen Tiansheng's sword starter, a hint of seriousness flashed in her slightly condensed eyes.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, his progress was so great, a few days ago, he didn't know swordsmanship at all, but today's kendo cultivation has already begun to take shape.

However, Song Koi is still not afraid, she has her confident capital.

The strength in his body was running more rapidly, and a half-zhang long sword qi immediately condensed on the cold sword. The condensed sword qi was like substance, and the power of the sword light skyrocketed in an instant.

Song Koi's speed was so fast, he instantly stepped in front of Chen Tiansheng from the courtyard gate, and slashed towards Chen Tiansheng with the long sword in his hand.

Sword qi, Chen Tiansheng didn't understand it thoroughly before, but he learned a lot of information about martial artists in the collection of the Qingyang Marquis Mansion.

It is not the powerful qi blade and sword qi that the martial artist of the quasi-martial arts realm said that the sword pierces the air, but the attack method that the internal strength of the kendo martial artist condenses on the surface of the sword.

The release of internal strength is the pursuit of countless martial artists, and it is also a watershed on the way to martial arts cultivation.

However, countless talented martial artists in the early years were trapped in this bottleneck, and it was difficult for a hundred quasi-martial artists to break through this hurdle of the acquired realm.

This shows how difficult the martial arts journey is.

However, Song Koi is naturally not a martial artist in the acquired realm, if she cultivates to reach the acquired realm, she can kill Chen Tiansheng with a wave of her fingers, how can she be reduced to a situation that is subject to Chen Tiansheng.

Even if Song Koi's sword qi was not condensed by the internal strength of the martial arts, its power was not small, so Chen Tiansheng had to be cautious.

And being able to condense sword qi in the realm of quasi-martial artists is enough to prove her otherworldly martial arts talent.

The two swords intersected, and a violent sound of gold and iron resonated in the space, and a storm swept away in an instant with the two of them as the center.

After a few breaths, the two jumped away from the battle circle, and Song Koi looked at Chen Tiansheng with some incredulity.

In the confrontation just now, Chen Tiansheng's simple downward slash made her feel extremely strong pressure. The sword was sharp, fast, and deceptively simple, but it always had the feeling of being able to cut directly at her through her defenses.

His sword moves are weird!

Chen Tiansheng looked at Song Koi in surprise, although he blocked the sharp sword in the confrontation just now.

But Yu Wei still caused some minor injuries when he hit himself, but he has a special physique, and some small wounds can heal in a few breaths.

It's just that the clothes on his body have become tattered again, and he doesn't have the majesty of Chen Jialin at all.

However, Song Koi is strong, this is exactly what Chen Tiansheng wants, the weak can't sharpen his sword, and only by fighting with a person who can make him feel the pressure can he make his sword moves, which are still a little jerky, more powerful.

Chen Tiansheng does not retreat but advances, his movements do not have any footwork to speak of, and he relies on the strength of his legs.

Even so, his movements were not slow at all, one step crossed the distance between the two, a sword slashed down, rolling the air, the sword was originally a sharp soldier, but at this moment in Chen Tiansheng's hands it was like a giant hammer smashed down.

Song Koi also did not show weakness, and raised his sword to fight again.

For a while, the sword light in Chen Tiansheng's small courtyard was agitated, and the sound of heavy breathing and Jin Ge's voice was endless.