Feng Xiaohan's style of catching the wind and rain, condensing the wind and snow as a line, mainly relies on the sword intent of the Zhuxin Sword, and the Zhuxin Sword is the most important divine sense, and the disappearance of the vitality does not mean that the sea of consciousness will be exhausted, so the backlash he received in this sword is very light compared to Mo Qiu.

But he was already injured, so the actual situation was even more serious than the other party.

Jiang Wen wanted to step forward and help Mo Qiu up, but she stopped her with her eyes and stood up to look at the other party.

She thought it was the other party's trick, and she didn't know what magic weapon she used, or if she had triggered some kind of formation.

Feng Xiaohan and He Xirou glanced at each other, and both saw the confusion and shock in each other's eyes.

This ruin has already brought them too much shock, they thought that if they found the ruins, everything would end here, but they didn't expect this kind of thing to happen again.

But, how is this done?

All things have spirits, and the essence of the vitality is also a part of the aura, but after the practitioner transforms the spirit into the vitality, it becomes a part of the body.

What kind of force will take this part out of thin air?

Many years ago, there was a Taoist priest who was proficient in the art of heavenly deduction, and he once put forward the prophecy that "the heavens and the earth will change greatly, the aura will be empty, and all things will return to their origins". In other words, when the aura of the Chengtian Continent will disappear, the powerful power of cultivators and demon beasts, that is, the vitality, will disappear, and the world will return to ancient times.

Such a great change in heaven and earth is often called "measuring calamity".

The theory of "measuring tribulation" is often used in strange legends, but practitioners scoff at it, because all things have spirits, all things are immortal, and the spiritual roots are immortal, so how can the vitality disappear? Some scholars believe that the Taoist priest wanted to warn future generations not to ignore the heavens, otherwise sooner or later they would usher in the punishment of "measuring tribulations."

This is the only theory ever that explains how to make the Metaverse work.

Although this theory is a bit crazy.

However, the aura around the Reverse Heaven Temple is abundant, and the vitality has not disappeared, but it is just hidden in the secluded mansion and cannot be used, which feels more like being imprisoned by the Feng Yuan.

Sealing Yuan is a powerful Dao method of Mochizuki Pavilion, but even if it is sealed in this way, the dantian will still feel the flow of vitality, and it will never be so dead.

Jiang Wen also noticed something unusual, and his gaze changed slightly.

Mo Qiu was injured internally, but his breath remained unchanged, and his weakened and straight waist was still so straight, just like the sword in his hand.

A cultivator who does not have vitality does not become an ordinary person.

The sudden change will not affect the current situation, and the two sides still need to fight, win or lose, and decide life and death.

With his extraordinary talent for kendo, Mo Qiu has the confidence to defeat any enemy.

Jiang Wen had a lot of experience in cultivating the Dao for decades, but such a strange thing was really unheard of, but he quickly recovered from his surprise, because he firmly believed that Mo Qiu would win.

Mo Qiu closed his eyes, calmed his mind, calmed his mind, and then opened his eyes and drew his sword.

The sword rises to the west, but there is no sadness of the end of the sunset, but the elegance of the crane traveling westward, and the green sword is like the leaves of the crane when it flies.

The fallen leaves are so beautiful, like a girl with a sword...... But what lies in the silence and gentleness is infinite killing.

This is not her strongest swordsmanship, in terms of power and subtlety, it is not comparable to a sword breaking the vicissitudes at all, but this is the sword she has the deepest feeling.

Because this is her own swordsmanship.

The so-called fallen leaves know autumn,

She is Moqiu, so she knows autumn, so the crane rises and falls.

This sword, named after her, is called Moqiu Sword.

Feng Xiaohan's pupils condensed slightly, because the opponent's sword gave people a feeling of inescapability, and it was obvious that it had reached an extremely deep realm.

His sword came like a storm, hoping to borrow madness

The power of the wind sweeps through the autumn of fallen leaves.

But this is not Changming's authentic swordsmanship, because what is carried in the wind is not a fair and righteous sword intent, but full of a helplessness full of tangled hesitation.

is like a wanderer who has experienced vicissitudes, covered in red dust.

Cui Weiming's Li Hongchen swordsmanship, he has seen it, so he will.

Whenever a powerful sword appeared in front of him, he was able to learn it in an instant.

He Xirou had never seen it, so she was a little surprised, and thought, "What kind of sword is this?"

At the same time, there is a mixture of sadness and joy.

The sad thing is that she has learned all the swords of Qingzhu Peak, and Feng Xiaohan also learned swords in Qingzhu Peak, but he is not only proficient in all the methods, but now he has used swordsmanship that even she has never seen, which is undoubtedly a great blow to a genius like He Xirou.

Joy is precisely because of this, without the suppression of vitality, who can win in front of his divine power and kendo?

The other party has confidence,

Feng Xiaohan and the two are more confident than each other.

The fallen leaves collided with the wanderer's gaze and made a crisp sound.

For some reason, Feng Xiaohan didn't use his overwhelming physical strength, and his strength was just right, just enough to cancel each other out with the opponent's sword.

The fallen leaves did not pass through the strong wind, and naturally did not hurt each other.

Fallen leaves return to their roots and become nutrients for trees in the new year, and when the fallen leaves are degraded, it is the time when the branches are luxuriant, like some kind of reincarnation.

Mo Qiu's sword was the same, the emerald green sword intent in his hand did not stop, but continued to move forward.

Since the wind swept away the leaves, it means that autumn is about to pass.

Autumn is followed by winter.

In winter, there is only one cold word.

The green blade in her hand glowed white, just as dazzling as the white light reflected off the sunlight when it fell on the snow.

When the sword light was lit up, a wind blew, bringing countless chills, as if it was about to freeze thousands of miles of cold rivers.

This sword, called "Frozen Three Thousand Miles", is the first set of strong swords that she has ever learned, which can fit the rest of the sword intent of the "Moqiu Sword", and the transition between autumn and winter is natural and smooth, as if it should have been this sword after the Moqiu Sword.

It's seamless, it's perfect.

Therefore, the sword momentum of this sword is even grander.

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There is only one life in life, and some things are enough to do only once, such as walking in the red dust.

After Li Hongchen, no one would want to go through it again, so Li Hongchen had a total of fifty swords, but he couldn't use the next sword.

Even if you barely use it, it will be difficult to compete with the opponent's Winter Sword Direction.

But he is a little cold, and the last thing he is afraid of is the bitter cold of winter.

His second sword is the defensive style in Wanqiu's sword - Lone Peak sits alone.

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Moqiu's swordsmanship has been tossing and turning through the four seasons, the autumn sword and the autumn leaves have fallen, the winter sword has been frozen for thousands of miles, and then the spring sword has been resurrected by the wind and the cold to break it with the Jiuguling stream sword.

In the end, she used Xia Jian, and the desert was lonely.

The green sword seemed to turn into a cloud of green smoke, and swept straight towards Feng Xiaohan.

You can drink tea in autumn, wrap yourself in the cold in winter, and cover yourself in the spring rain, but the summer sun has nowhere to escape.

There are many ways to relieve the heat in ancient and modern times, either by borrowing foreign objects or by cultivating. But there is no foreign object in the desert sword intent, they have no cultivation at this moment, this sword is truly unavoidable, unstoppable.

Only hardwired options can be selected.

This is also the one-year cycle of Mo Qiu starting from the Autumn Sword and ending with the Xia Sword

Causes.

She didn't believe the other party could crack the sword.

Feng Xiaohan held the sword in one hand, using the swordsmanship that Baizhu is best at, armor breaking!

Armor breaking, thunderstorming, and dragon killing are all recognized by the disciples of Changming Sect as the most direct and toughest swords.

Mo Qiu has reason to think that the other party's sudden tough attitude is because he has no way to crack it.

The corners of her mouth curled up and the arc was not easy to detect, I don't know if it was a natural phenomenon of tense body, or she was laughing at the other party's wishful thinking.

The Armor-Piercing Sword originates from the Armor-Piercing Arrow, which determines the toughness and ruthlessness of the attitude to crack everything, and there is nothing profound about the realm, and it is not even a high-level method of the Heavenly Dao, but its power is far beyond many swordsmanship.

Lone Smoke is not armor and cannot be broken, so the two swords did not meet, but passed by.

Mo Qiu is fifteen years old, and his figure is not tall among his peers, but he is still a head taller than twelve-year-old Feng Xiaohan.

If you are tall, you will have long arms.

The swords of the two were sent to each other's chests, and if nothing else, the green sword would pierce each other earlier than the barren sword.

Feng Xiaohan's eyes did not reveal an indomitable momentum, and he didn't even have the determination to exchange injuries for injuries and die together.

What does he want to do?

Jiang Wen has fought with him, has personally felt the will of the other party, and knows that the more he lives and dies, the more he can be surprised. Looking at the scene in front of him, Jiang Wen's hand hidden in his sleeve clenched unconsciously, staring at the sword that had seriously injured him.

Under everyone's gaze, Feng Xiaohan let go of the hilt of his sword, and the long sword flew forward, not at a fast speed.

Jiang Wen suddenly remembered a scene that had happened by the river, and said loudly: "Be careful!"

The caution here does not refer to the desolate sword.

At this time, the Wild Sword was easy to dodge, and it didn't even pose any threat.

The only key to the armor-piercing sword is to keep the sword in hand, otherwise without the support of the sword owner's strength, the power will be greatly weakened.

What's more, he didn't use any tricks, just let go, and then naturally sent it forward, and the desolate sword was gone.

He was talking about the hand that Feng Xiaohan was carrying behind him.

He Xirou also remembered a scene a long time ago: Qingzhu Peak tried the sword forest, and he casually threw the broken sword, which scared Li Xiaofan away......

Even if the sword is inconspicuous, it does not mean that it is not dangerous.

There is a saying in the city of Kyoto that there is thunder in the silence.

Those who know the eight swords of mountains and rivers will not underestimate the ordinary sword of those who are good at using this way.

Duqiu Landscape Sword!

Jiang Wen didn't understand it, but Mo Qiu, who was in the game, knew very well what a terrible sword this was, without vitality, naturally he didn't need to worry about the backlash of vitality, and subconsciously put away his sword to hide. At this time, her spirit was naturally focused on the sword in the other party's hand, but when Jiang Wen's voice sounded, she noticed the left hand that the other party had always carried behind his back.

At that time, by the riverside, under the wind and rain, there was a sword that shone in the sky, splitting the wind and rain.

Seeing that the other party dodged the desolate sword, Feng Xiaohan took out the thing in his left hand.

It was a white bone, and He Xirou recognized it at a glance, it was the beast leg they had just eaten.

The beast's leg bones were sticks, and they smashed towards Mo Qiu from top to bottom.

The white bones suddenly became sacred at this moment, and the air around them gradually solidified, and a coercive aura diffused.

This stick is a law stick, a teaching stick for the teacher to beat the students.

The teacher's order is difficult to disobey,

No one dared to hide from the teacher's stick.

This is also the method that appeared in the sword test forest at that time, and it is the sword technique used by Lou Tingyu to suppress the wind and Xiaohan landscape sword.

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