Chapter 0591: Comprehending the Sword Intent (Eleven)

Just when Xie Zhengying analyzed the results in his heart, Leng Mu's knife had quietly arrived, but Xie Zhengying didn't pay attention to it at all, as if he didn't put this knife in his eyes at all, he just raised the knife casually, and then lightly blocked Leng Mu's knife. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that his knife was blocked, Leng Mu was not depressed, anyway, he never felt that his knife could cut him, and it was normal to be able to block it. Thinking so, Leng Mu put away his knife, then straightened his breath again, stepped around, and slashed out again, slashing towards Xie Zhengying again.

Listening to the sound of the breaking wind, Xie Zhengying's face showed a smile, and he said in his heart: This knife is a bit interesting, the angle is very tricky, and it is also very secretive, but it is not enough. Thinking so, Xie Zhengying's long knife pointed diagonally at the ground, and then stabbed it behind his back, as if he was carrying a knife upside down.

Xie Zhengying's knife is very long, he inserted it like this, and the black and white long knife easily reached his neck, that is, at this moment, sparks shot out, and the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the bright blade hit the black and white long knife, the back of the black and white long knife, which was Xie Zhengying's neck.

It's a pity that Leng Mu is only one step away from being able to directly cut Xie Zhengying's neck, but he is still one step short after all. A smile appeared on Xie Zhengying's face, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, Leng Mu, this kid is still too young, do you think that this will be able to help you? Amusing!

This knife was blocked again, and the smile on Leng Mu's face disappeared, his face sank, but he was also disappointed, because Xie Zhengyingzhi had given him the impression that there was no upper limit to his strength so far, as if no matter what happened to him, it was understandable, so he was not disappointed.

just silently withdrew the knife, his expression was solemn, the energy in his body suddenly exploded, his body turned into a phantom, and rushed towards Xie Zhengying at a very fast speed, at the same time, the long knife in his hand flashed, and at this moment, he had already slashed at Xie Zhengying three times in a row.

Seeing Leng Mu like this, Xie Zhengying said softly: "It's just a small skill of carving insects, who do you think you are dealing with?" After speaking, Xie Zhengying casually raised the knife, and the sound of three gold and iron strikes sounded, and Leng Mu stabbed three times in a row, which was easily blocked by Xie Zhengying. Leng Mu was not panicked, his body still maintained a high-speed movement, and in the next moment, it flashed again, and his figure disappeared again.

Then, Xie Zhengying raised the long knife, pointed lightly in a certain direction, and stopped moving, and the next moment, Leng Mu's body that was moving at a rapid pace suddenly stopped, and he looked at Xie Zhengying in front of him with a strange expression.

Because, at this moment, the direction that Xie Zhengying's long knife pointed to was the direction where Leng Mu was going next, as long as he arrived at that place, he could stab Xie Zhengying again. It's just that Xie Zhengying's patience seems to have been exhausted, and he is in no mood to continue playing with him here.

With just a light finger, all Leng Mu's plans turned into flowing water, Leng Mu sighed, compared to Xie Zhengying, he is indeed too tender! I'm afraid that this guy has already seen through all his actions just now, but he just didn't say it.

Leng Mu thought so, Xie Zhengying glanced at him, and then swept the knife at will, Leng Mu saw this, and hurriedly raised the knife to block Xie Zhengying's knife, and in the next second, the two knives touched, and Leng Mu only felt a huge force explode instantly when the two blades came into contact.

Then a huge force shook Leng Mu's hand, and he almost couldn't hold the knife in his hand, but he knew that he must not let go of the knife at this time, otherwise, he would probably have to try the feeling of being blocked by a knife again, and she didn't want to try it again.

He grudgingly held the long knife in his hand, and looked at Xie Zhengying with a shocked expression, the method he used just now Leng Mu knew that this was a pure internal method, condensing his own strength into a blasting force, and when he came into contact with the enemy, he suddenly burst out, and it would have great power.

And what shocked him was that Xie Zhengying could actually apply this kind of strength to the blade, he had never heard of such a thing. This kind of method is generally the kind of martial artist who practices fists and legs, and only cultivates the means, while the martial artist who cultivates the blade generally does not practice this method.

And Xie Zhengying, this guy, is not only a top sword master, but also attaches this kind of condensing and powerful means to the blade, this kind of thing, he has never even heard of before, how many means is this guy hiding? No wonder even the fourth uncle has to argue with this guy.

If this guy is born in the ancient law realm, no matter which family or which force, I'm afraid this era belongs to him, but it's a pity, God is jealous of talents!

Leng Mu thought wildly in his heart, but Xie Zhengying looked at the shocked Leng Mu after cutting out this knife, and said, "Boy, come back to your senses!" ”

Hearing Xie Zhengying's words, Leng Mu reacted instantly, looked at Xie Zhengying, but did not speak.

Xie Zhengying smiled, and then said: "According to the few times you have just made a knife, the knife of 'Bright Moon on the Sea and the Tide', you have basically mastered the essence, and then we can practice the next sword." ”

After Xie Zhengying's words were finished, Leng Mu suddenly couldn't stay calm, looked at Xie Zhengying, frowned, and then said, "How many sword moves do you have." ”

Xie Zhengying smiled and said: "Hehe, since I comprehended the artistic conception of Mingyue, I began to create my own knife technique "Ancient Mingyue Knife", and a total of five knives have been created, and the sixth knife is still being deduced, but I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to create the sixth knife." If you can successfully comprehend the artistic conception of the bright moon, this matter will be handed over to you. ”

Speaking of this, Xie Zhengying's tone paused for a moment, then glanced at Leng Mu, and continued: "Now that you have comprehended my first sword, you have laid a very good foundation, and the later knife moves will be easier for you to comprehend." ”

Hearing Xie Zhengying's words, Leng Mu nodded silently, did not speak, just quietly clenched the knife in his hand, he knew that Xie Zhengying was about to take out the knife again.

"Boy, pay attention, watch my knife." Seeing Leng Mu's reaction, Xie Zhengying was very satisfied, but he still reminded him.

Then, Leng Mu nodded, tightly clenched the long knife in your hand, there was some expectation in your heart, but there was a faint pain, looking forward to it because there would be another knife to learn soon, but in the same way, I am afraid that I will continue to experience the taste of death soon, but I don't know how I will die this time.

The previous "Bright Moon on the Sea" is a knife technique that is more inclined to assassination, although it is indeed a very powerful move, but after all, it is not too much to his taste, and I don't know what kind of knife technique he taught this time, it is best to be the kind of knife technique that is more in line with my taste, to hit hard, or to skill.

Leng Mu thought so, but he didn't dare to slack off, he kept staring at Xie Zhengying tightly, for fear that he would suddenly go out when he didn't notice, and when the time came, it would be okay to hit himself by surprise and die once, the key is that if he misses the key place, then the sin will be great, so Leng Mu doesn't dare to relax at all.

Leng Mu was here, looking very serious and serious, but Xie Zhengying, who was standing quietly in place, also changed, he slowly retracted the smile on his face, and the expression on his face became a little gloomy and lonely. Seeing Xie Zhengying like this, Leng Mu inexplicably recalled the bright moon he had seen in Xie Zhengying's sword intent space before.

That round of bright moon lasts forever, but it is also lonely for eternity, and an unsolvable loneliness is hidden in it, which makes everyone who sees it can't help but feel a sense of loneliness and desolation in their hearts, and now Leng Mu looks at Xie Zhengying, and this feeling is also born in his heart.

Xie Zhengying, who had a gloomy face, glanced up at Leng Mu, his eyes were full of endless loneliness and loneliness, as if he had incarnated into the bright moon in the sword intent space, eternal and eternal, but also eternal, forever surrounded by endless desolation and loneliness, unable to be freed.

In such a state, slowly, Xie Zhengying raised his hand, and the long knife in his hand was slowly raised, his eyes were full of loneliness when he looked at Leng Mu, and he slowly said: "This knife is the closest to the sword intent of the bright moon, if you can comprehend this knife, then the probability of you successfully comprehending the sword intent will be increased by one percent, you are optimistic." ”

Xie Zhengying said this sentence very clearly, because he said it word by word, and his tone of voice was full of loneliness, and now he has brought himself into that round of lonely bright moon.

Xie Zhengying slowly raised his arm, the long knife was raised horizontally, suddenly, he moved, his right arm bent in front of him, and then he slowly made a knife, this knife was very slow, very slow. Don't say that compared with the "Bright Moon on the Sea" just now, even if a child wields a knife indiscriminately, it will come faster than his knife.

Xie Zhengying held the knife like this and slowly swung it towards Leng Mu. Although this knife looked very slow, and it didn't seem to have the slightest power, however, Leng Mu didn't dare to underestimate this knife in the slightest.

Because, he had a special feeling in this knife, facing this slowly swinging knife, Leng Mu felt as if he had incarnated into the lonely moon for eternity, enjoying endless loneliness, and his heart began to sink gradually, gradually surrounded by emptiness and loneliness.

Facing the blade that slowly swung in front of him, he didn't even look like he wanted to resist at all, he just stood in place blankly, without the slightest movement, and still held the black long knife tightly in the palm of his right hand, but no matter what, he couldn't even think of making a knife now.

He couldn't think of resisting this knife at all now, his heart had been occupied by endless loneliness and loneliness, and he could only watch the blades that came over, feeling the cold temperature on the blades, although he knew that he shouldn't do this, although he thought that he must resist.

However, the fact is that he can't do anything now, this one seems to have a kind of magic, a kind of lonely magic, Leng Mu has been infected by this magic, although reason knows that he should resist, but the heart that has been infected can't do this kind of behavior.

Feeling the coldness on his neck, the temperatureless blade was already tightly attached to his skin, and this blade continued to go deep inside, and if it continued, the familiar scene from before would reappear, and bright red blood would spurt out again.