Liuyun didn't say a word, and he also twisted up a strand of hair, injected the same level of sword qi as Jiang Feng, and then raised his hand and threw it, and the hair was nailed into the stainless steel armor, just like Jiang Feng.

He looked at Jiang Feng and asked, "With that throw, even if you don't look at it visually, you should be able to feel the fluctuation of my sword qi and cultivation between my fingers." ”

Jiang Feng was sure.

"So what now?"

Before the words fell, a strand of hair in his hand shot away again, instantly penetrating the stainless steel armor with the momentum of thunder, and nailed directly into the puppet, but it was like a bamboo, and it did not stop, if it was indestructible, it directly penetrated the puppet, and broke the armor behind it, and nailed it straight into the ground.

Jiang Feng was dumbfounded, if he hadn't tested it himself, he would have doubted that the armor-covered puppet was a fake that had been wrapped into paper paste.

At that moment, he didn't feel any cultivation fluctuations between his fingers on Liuyun Wuji's body at all, not even the slightest trace of sword qi, but the fact was that Liuyun Wuji easily did what he couldn't do with a weak thing.

"Are there any familiar associations?" asked Liuyun again with a hint of ease.

Jiang Feng closed his eyes and stared, recalling the moment just now, it was indeed like the déjà vu that Liuyun said without a trace, he kept searching for the past memories in his mind, for a long time, Jiang Feng suddenly remembered that when the mirage battle, Zhong Ningquan, the power of the Immortal Zhong Clan, appeared, he had destroyed the dragon whisker attack of the mirage with a strand of hair, this situation and this scene are so similar!

Jiang Feng suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly became enlightened: "Gang Qi!"

Liuyun nodded without a trace, and the expression on his face softened a little: "It's not hopelessly bad at all." ”

Liuyun Wuji explained: "The so-called Gang Qi refers to the fact that after the monk's cultivation reaches a certain realm, the true qi in the body is condensed into Gang, and the cultivation is not stagnant, it is naturally formed, and it is scattered outside the body, which can be used for body protection. The reason why it is so difficult to kill the power of cultivating immortals is because when they reach a realm like theirs, the condensation qi is gathered outside the body, and ordinary monks have no way to break through their protective qi, and there is nothing to hurt, so how can they talk about killing them? To give a simple example, just like you, don't say it's me, just stand in front of you and let you attack and kill, unless you have special means, otherwise, even if you are exhausted to death, you will not be able to hurt him in the slightest. ”

Jiang Feng understood that it was easy to understand that the second form of his Eight Desolation Plagues, burning his body without self, existed specifically to break through all the defenses in the world, and among the many defense methods of the monks, the most primitive and fundamental defense was the Protective Qi.

Jiang Feng asked, "Your method of piercing the puppet with your hair is Gangqi?"

Liuyun said indifferently: "In a broad sense, it is barely counted, but in a specific sense, it is similar but completely different." ”

"What's the explanation?" Jiang Feng asked again.

Liuyun Wuxian explained: "There are also levels of Gang Qi, gathering Qi into Gang, condensing in the body, protecting the five internal organs, called 'Acquired Gang Qi'; Both of these are the most basic and the most common kinds of gangqi. And those who can condense into external objects and use them to attack them are the best 'innate qi', and many of these derivatives are listed here. ”

Jiang Feng nodded frequently when he heard this, and suddenly doubted again: "But no matter whether it is innate, acquired, or used for body protection, Gang Qi is condensed by karma after all, and it is impossible not to feel the fluctuations of cultivation when you use it, how did you do it?"

"The child can be taught!" Liuyun said without a trace, "This is what I call something similar but completely different—Jian Gang!"

Jiang Feng said in surprise: "Sword Qi Condensation?!"

"That's right! It is condensed with the purest and strongest sword qi in the world, which is indestructible and indestructible, and this gang is the sword gang! Because it is a condensation of pure sword qi, there is no cultivation fluctuation when it is used. ”

Liuyun untraced a strand of hair again, and Jian Gang condensed on it, this time, Jiang Feng had a more intuitive feeling, and there was really no fluctuation in cultivation.

"Do you understand now?"

"Understood, can you teach me?" Jiang Feng was eager to try and humbly asked for advice.

Liuyun was silent for a few breaths, and replied, "Do you recognize Dugu Shengyi?"

Jiang Feng affirmed: "I am a close friend with him, and I am a close friend of life and death. ”

The corners of Liuyun Wuji's mouth hooked a slight arc, as if he was laughing at himself for asking more, Extreme Sword Peak and Yunxiao Hall are world friends, with the friendship between the Dugu Sword Lord and the Ye Hall Lord, how could Jiang Feng and Dugu Shengyi not know each other?

Liuyun looked at Jiang Feng without a trace and said in a deep voice: "I once pointed out Dugu Shengyi at the border of the Jin Kingdom, and before returning home, he took my hundred swords, you ...... How many swords can you pick me up?"

Jiang Feng's eyes were resolute, and he turned his hand and took out a spirit sword from the storage ring, like this kind of low-level spirit sword that he regarded as a consumable, and his storage ring had it.

"Try it and you'll know!"

Looking at Jiang Feng, who was vigilant with a sword, this couldn't be more direct answer, this similar answer, even if he had always been expressionless, he couldn't help but feel a little more relieved in his eyes.

Needless to say, Liuyun Wuxian raised his right arm slightly, palmed down, pinched his fingers into a sword, and the momentum on his body suddenly changed, like Shen Yuan Jinghai suddenly raging waves, and the sword intent on his body began to climb steadily, like an arrogant heavenly sword, roaring in all directions.

Jiang Feng's throat rolled, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, but his heart was as strong as iron, and his thoughts did not shift, and he never retreated half a step.

"First sword!"

The sword fell without a trace, and the first sword was slashed down, this sword was commonplace, Jiang Feng could easily take it with his body, but the second sword and the third sword had already turned around his wrist and came indirectly.

Jiang Feng only understood the true meaning of Liuyun's untraceable move at this time, the only intention in the sword, not the teaching, not the transmission, and no half of the karma, casting your sword intent with my sword intent, this is the guidance of the sword intent, it is the enlightenment, and it is the pure sword way sharpening.

However, there is no trace of the flowing clouds, sword after sword, the sword intent is always climbing layer by layer, and the sword momentum is also superimposed, every time a sword is handed out, the sword intent will increase by one point, and the sword momentum will accumulate a weight.

Since the tenth sword, Jiang Feng has gone from being relaxed to a little struggling, his spirit and body have been tormented in this boundless ocean of sword intent, as if after all iron has been put into the furnace, it has been repeatedly beaten by skilled craftsmen one hammer after another, until it has quenched out the impurities and become iron essence.

By the time of the twentieth sword, Jiang Feng was already in rags, as if some strips of rags were hanging directly on his body, and the spirit sword in his hand had been replaced with a third one, but it was soon scarred again, and the cracks were dense.

By the time of the thirtieth sword, Jiang Feng's upper body was already defenseless, and his well-defined body was even denser, with slender scars intertwined, and there was sword intent left in each scar.

By the time of the fortieth sword, Jiang Feng's consciousness had begun to blur, he was leaning on his body, his legs were weak and slightly bent, and his eyes were dull, as if he would fall into a permanent silence at any time, but he still relied on his will to hold on, even if his body was already dead.

Finally, when the forty-ninth sword fell, the sword momentum of Liuyun was suddenly stagnant, he looked at the embarrassed Jiang Feng, and sighed: "That's the end of it." ”

"Come again!"

Jiang Feng gritted his teeth and roared, his body staggered, and he hurriedly stood still with his sword, as if these two simple words were difficult for him to pick out from between his teeth.

Liuyun had no trace and no expression, but there was still a little emotion in his eyes: "Give up! You have reached the end of the strongest crossbow, and the fiftieth sword, you can't take it." ”

"Come again!"

Jiang Feng lowered his head, still only having the simplest two words to respond.

Abandon?

If I give up, how will I look back in 100 years?

If I give up, how can my soul prove itself before I do?

If I give up, how can Jiang Feng's name be worthy of survival?

"Come again!"

With the last low roar, Jiang Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, and rushed towards Liuyun without a trace with his sword, and the fiftieth sword was suddenly cut down.

The sword fell, Jiang Feng fell to the ground with a bang, and Liuyun raised his hand to catch a strand of long hair that fell off his cheek, and retracted his momentum.

"Lord Ye passed on the "Moon Shadow Sword Technique" to you, and it was indeed right, this sword omen is just the first hint, but ...... It's worth looking forward to!"

As soon as the wind broke out, Jiang Lingheng appeared in the Fenglin Pavilion, naturally standing side by side with Liuyun without a trace, looking at Jiang Feng, who was unconscious, shaking his head and sighing.

"You can do it. ”

Liuyun said coldly: "Dugusheng can still stand as soon as he receives my hundred swords, but he can only barely take fifty swords, his kendo qualification is really ......"

Looking at the flowing clouds who shook their heads and stopped talking, Jiang Lingheng squatted down and briefly investigated Jiang Feng's situation, and then said: "He should have fallen when he was the forty-ninth sword, but he took the fiftieth sword with all his will, which is already a breakthrough limit." If everyone in the world has the same sword talent as you and that Dugu Sheng, then this cultivation realm will not be able to turn the heavens upside down?"

Liuyun raised his head slightly and looked at the distant sky: "If that's the case, it's not bad, at least...... Kendo will no longer be lonely. ”

"It turns out that you are also joking!" Jiang Lingheng said with a smile, but after seeing Liuyun's traceless demeanor, he hurriedly waved his hand, "It seems that I made a mistake, I will take back the preface." ”

Jiang Lingheng got up and looked down at Jiang Feng, and said, "But I agree with what you said, there is no doubt about the qualifications of the Pure Karma Body in the First Generation, but the cultivation qualification does not represent the Kendo qualification, with his kendo talent, although he can be introduced into the Dao, he can't go as far as me after all." ”

Liuyun asserted without a trace: "He lacks the sword heart that a sword cultivator should have. However, he has another obsession in his heart, and if this obsession is used well, there is nothing wrong with it. ”

Jiang Lingheng looked at Liuyun without a trace, touched his chin and said in surprise: "I'm curious, why did you suddenly change your attitude and be willing to teach him to practice swordsmanship?"

Liuyun was silent for a few breaths, and said calmly: "Qiu Qiu said a word to me in Butianlou. ”

"What?"

"She said that Jiang Feng agreed with her that he would help her cure the disease of yin and yang within three years, and this promise will be fulfilled in life and death!"

Jiang Lingheng glanced back at Jiang Feng, who had fallen to the ground, in surprise, and then heard Liuyun say without a trace: "He, a person who is too busy to take care of himself, can still make a promise of life and death for a person who meets in Pingshui, so why should I be stingy with this promise without a trace?"

At this moment, Qing'er suddenly appeared in the courtyard of the Fenglin Pavilion, looking at Jiang Feng, who fell to the ground head-on and unconscious, as well as Liuyun Wuji and Jiang Lingheng, who had different expressions, without saying much, only wrapped one arm around Jiang Feng's waist, lifted his whole person around his waist, and reached out to pat the dust on his head.

"Really, knowing that there is something important tonight, and still messing around like this!"

Liuyun Wuxian was still expressionless, but Jiang Lingheng shook his head silently, smiling helplessly, I don't know if Qing'er is counting Jiang Feng, or counting them, or ...... Together.

Looking at Jiang Feng, who was sandwiched by Qing'er's waist and almost carried away, Jiang Lingheng glanced at the flowing clouds on his side out of the corner of his eye, and sighed silently.

"With the promise of a gentleman, a promise for a promise, a promise for a promise, bastard, is this earned by you, or is it earned by Liuyun without a trace, or is it earned by my Wenfu?"

......

(To be continued!)