"What they used was not the real Cangyuan Sword Technique, or rather, it was not a complete Cangyuan Sword Technique. DM "In his mind, there was the voice of the sword spirit, and he must have heard Ling Chuxi's doubts.

"Isn't it?" Ling Chuxi continued to look at the Wei family brothers and sisters suspiciously.

Just now, when I saw the shock, I thought it was the Cangyuan Sword Technique, and I didn't look closely. Ling Chuxi looked at it carefully now, and gradually found that something was wrong, the swordsmanship used by the Wei family brothers and sisters was indeed very different from his own Cangyuan Seven Swords, maybe in the eyes of outsiders, it was already extremely subtle, but in Ling Chuxi's eyes, it was plausible, compared with the real Cangyuan Seven Swords, it was still much worse, but it was more like an incomplete Cangyuan Sword Technique.

But even so, the sword intent contained in that sword technique will never be fake, although their incomplete sword technique cannot exert the true power of the Cangyuan sword technique, but with Ling Chuxi's current comprehension ability of sword intent, it is not difficult to see that the sword intent sword power that is unique to the world is powerful in the nine heavens.

It is precisely for this reason that Ling Chuxi will regard the swordsmanship of the two of them as the real Cangyuan swordsmanship after a cursory look just now, and now her cognition of martial arts is not only limited to moves, but more integrated into the artistic conception.

"It's really not a complete Cangyuan Sword Technique? But where did they learn it, could it be that Cangyuan's predecessors once accepted apprentices? Ling Chuxi asked curiously.

"Nope." Sword Spirit said affirmatively.

"So, could it be that someone stole it?" Ling Chuxi said suspiciously.

"Do you think that the sword master's sword skills are so easy to steal?" Sword Spirit said disapprovingly.

"That's just as well." Ling Chuxi was right to think about it. The lifelong learning of a generation of peak martial artists, how can it be so easy to steal learning?

When it comes to stealing teachers and learning arts, Ling Chuxi has the most right to speak, thinking that at the beginning, the Xiao family's cloud-turning duel, as well as the spiral battle qi, and Mo Kongyuan's big loose hands, weren't they all stolen by her? But ask yourself, if you want to steal the Seven Swords of Cangyuan, there is nothing Ling Chuxi can do without thousands of hard fights.

But in the face of a peak powerhouse like the Cangyuan Sword Master, who has the opportunity to fight thousands of times, as long as he dies once, he can't die anymore.

"If I'm not mistaken, their swordsmanship should be based on the sword intent of the Cangyuan swordsmanship." The sword spirit said with a deep groan.

Ling Chuxi was stunned, if he comprehended the sword intent first, and then deduced the sword technique, it would indeed be much easier, but the question was, if you want to steal the master to learn the art and comprehend the artistic conception in the sword, isn't it more difficult than stealing the moves?

But looking at Wei Wuji and Mengluo's swordsmanship, the sword intent and sword power are indeed the Cangyuan swordsmanship, but the moves are plausible, from this point of view, what the sword spirit said is really good.

Ling Chuxi couldn't help but glance at Ye Xuanfu, and couldn't help but think about it and ask the Wei family brothers and sisters where these swordsmanship came from. But after thinking about it for a while, I endured it.

This sword technique must be the secret of the Xuanjian Sect, even if he asks, how can Ye Xuanfu tell outsiders, when the time comes, it will be boring to talk about herself, if people mistakenly think that she is coveting his sect's secret learning, it will not be good.

So Ling Chuxi temporarily suppressed the curiosity in his heart and looked at it patiently.

The battle between Wei Wuji and Monroe has become more and more intense, and their strength has been raised to the extreme.

Above the peak, Wei Wuji's black hair danced wildly, his broadsword was raised high above the top, and he slashed down with the momentum of thunder, and under the silver qi, the air around him was sharply compressed, and the sword blade let out a trembling scream.