Feng Xiaohan's sword intent rose as he drew the sword, and when the sword was completely unsheathed, the sword intent also reached its peak.

He was raised by a dragon, and that dragon roar was naturally deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the aftermath was endless.

Even though the sword is unsheathed, the dragon roar still surrounds the blade,

Qianyu's face was slightly pale, his heart moved slightly, and he was obviously a little shaken in front of the other party's sword intent.

The next moment, the breeze around her brought a slightly cool fresh breath, which made her wake up, her eyes were more determined, and her sword intent was already ready to go, pointing directly at the wind and cold, without fear.

Shallow sighed softly, the breeze, the sunshine and the light sigh condensed on the sword body, making the sword light even better,

Feng Xiaohan raised his eyebrows slightly, the sword momentum of the other party's sword was not grand, and the vision was not very strong, but the realm could be so profound.

The breeze and sunshine have always been symbols of hope, and such a beautiful life should be guided by laughter, raising the sword intent to the extreme, why did the other party sigh?

No matter how you look at it, this is incompatible with this vision, but it can be perfectly integrated into it, why is that?

The meeting of the sword is the meeting of the way of the sword,

Kendo is also the way,

Since the other party can do it, and it is in line with the way of heaven and has a vision, it must make sense.

Feng Xiaohan also slightly comprehended that truth, but it was not because of Wan Yan's supernatural powers, but because of his own talent.

The reason why he didn't understand because of Wan Yan's supernatural powers was because he was deducing how to resolve it, and he didn't concentrate on figuring out and learning the swordsmanship of the other party as he did when he fought against Mo Qiu in front of the Anti-Heaven Temple.

Although the sword of the shallow language is not a very powerful swordsmanship, it is good at swords, and the grade is extremely high. Her sword light is like sunshine, coming from the sky, and from the moment the sword string rises, it falls on Feng Xiaohan's body,

The crowd let out a burst of exclamations, but they didn't expect such a soft breeze and drizzle, and the speed after the sword was so fast.

Xun Mu nodded slightly, chuckled silently, thinking that the early spring sword of the Moon Pavilion was really powerful, and he didn't expect that this inner mountain disciple could learn it at such a young age.

Sunlight comes from outside the sky and falls to the ground for a very short time.

There's no time to think about it, Feng Xiaohan only has this momentary time to make a judgment,

is a block,

It's hiding,

It's still hard-hitting.

Feng Xiaohan's sword intent accumulated overnight was released with Long Xiao, and at this time, it was at the peak of sword intent, so he had to choose a sword, how could he hide?

The swordsman, the edge also,

People say that a sword with a sheath should be sharp,

So Feng Xiaohan didn't hesitate, and he didn't have time to hesitate, almost subconsciously used one of the most convenient and strongest swordsmanship,

Luzhou landscape sword!

Perhaps it was because of the first strong sword he learned in the library pavilion, Feng Xiaohan liked to use the eight swords of mountains and rivers, especially the Luzhou landscape sword, and his understanding of the Luzhou landscape sword was so profound, and the subtlety of the mood and techniques used could not be found in Qingzhu Peak except for Chen Feng.

The roar of the dragon turned into an autumn rain, gathered into a river, fell on the edge of the sword, and then poured into the piercing rays of sunlight.

"Ding!"

The swords of the two collided together, and the tips of the two swords were opposite each other, which could be described as the tip of the needle against the wheat mang, but the sword intent of the two continued to flow, but there was no rampaging sword intent, and there was no imaginary scene of visions biting and devouring each other.

The breeze around her was so gentle, the sun was so bright, but she still couldn't get to the cave behind the waterfall,

The mountains and rivers of Luzhou also failed to tear the sunlight, but only blocked them out......

The vision did not change in the slightest, and the sword intent of the two continued to flow, as if there was no intersection at all.

Eventually, the sun faded and the waterfall dried up,

By this time, the sword intent they had accumulated had been exhausted.

When the vision was gone, they turned back and drew their swords.

Neither of them chose to continue to draw out the sword, because even if the sword will not use vitality, but when the sword is released, the sword intent will be released, and the heavenly machine flow will be generated into a vision, which still requires breath and divine sense.

The disciples of Mochizuki Pavilion were all a little surprised, even shocked,

They all knew that Feng Xiaohan was extremely talented, and he would have a countermeasure in the face of Senior Sister Qianyu's amazing sword, but no one expected that he would defuse this sword head-on with such a tough attitude.

That's the early spring sword.

As surprised as them, there is also a shallow language at this time, the strength of the other party can only be truly experienced when fighting,

The landscape sword is extremely domineering, but when it comes to the subtleties of each one, it is still a little worse than the early spring sword, even the previous head of the Changming Sect also praised its incomparable subtlety, and once said that only the Xuanhuang Sword can win in Changming.

But Feng Xiaohan was able to use the previous Heart Punishment Sword to promote the Landscape Sword, making his sword intent go further, and it could match the early spring sword technique in terms of artistic conception.

This is not at all the realm that should be at this age. Said sincerely: "In terms of swordsmanship, I am not as good as you." ”

Feng Xiaohan said: "You are already very powerful, if it weren't for the diligence of the landscape sword on weekdays, you would have suffered a loss just now." ”

Shallow said: "It was my full strength just now, and that is obviously not your strongest sword, I should lose this game." ”

Feng Xiaohan felt that he should comfort the other party a few words, but he didn't know what to say, so he didn't speak.

Qianyu looked at him and said, "I believe you don't want to waste time, why don't you just take out your most powerful sword and let me open my eyes, how about it?"

Feng Xiaohan thought for a moment, then shook his head,

Qianyu sighed in his heart, it turned out that he was too weak to be qualified to take the other party's strongest sword?

"The sword depends on how to use it, there is no absolute strength or weakness, it is nothing more than the size of the power, the strong man who came from the west with a sword in the ancient books, can break the fire and kill the strong sword with only ordinary swordsmanship, and my master can beat me with just a casual chop. ”

Feng Xiaohan asked, "So when you say 'the most powerful sword', do you mean that I am the most powerful, or the most powerful, or the most proficient?"

Shallow whispered for a moment and said, "I see, I've been taught, when I didn't say it, let's continue." ”

Feng Xiaohan thought to himself that since the other party was sincerely invited, if he didn't show some real skills, he would fold the other party, after all, she was a person from Mochizuki Pavilion, and she had a good relationship with He Xirou, so she always had to give some face, and she couldn't let her family lose too badly.

In that case, what kind of sword should I use?

Shallow words with a sword intent, wrapped in a breeze, slashed towards the wind Xiaohan, using the real sword of Mochizuki Pavilion, although it is not as good as the early spring swordsmanship, but seeing that the sword light is also a high-level strong sword, and it has also been cultivated to an extremely deep realm.

Feng Xiaohan holds the sword in his right hand and the scabbard in his left hand,

Left yin and right yang, combined into one,

He used the Pisces swordsmanship, Yin and Yang One!

Between the yin and yang sounds, a shocking edge bloomed, with a golden sword that cut through the breeze,

In front of Yin and Yang, the shallow Mochizuki True Sword was like an ice cube smashed by a naughty boy with a wooden stick in winter, the sword light shattered instantly, and all the profound and true artistic conceptions were cut off like paper.

But this sword light only cut off a few green silks, and even her sleeves were only brushed by a fallen leaf, leaving no trace.

On the top of Tianshan Mountain, Feng Xiaohan used this to tear apart all of Mo Qiu's offensives, and if it weren't for her lack of vitality, he would be able to severely damage or even kill her on the spot.

Now it's easy to use it to break the shallow language.