The artistic conception has a variety of names according to the different monks, especially according to the different weapons in the hands of the monks, such as the sword is called the sword intent, the knife is called the knife intent, and the fist is to do the fist intent, there are many types but they are all out of the unified origin, and the comprehension of the artistic conception is also divided into high and low, from low to high in addition to the advertising comprehension is small success, great success, consummation, the power is very different.

In the same way, the comprehension of artistic conception still needs some chance, which is why many masters are practicing all day long, but there is still no way to comprehend the artistic conception, and some people can understand it even if they just look at the mountains and the earth.

"Senior Brother Gao, defeating him will make you an eleventh consecutive victory." At this moment, a young woman's voice came from the audience, listening to the title of Senior Brother Gao, the woman and Liu Gao must be disciples of the same sect.

Liu Gao's face changed, his eyes looked over there, and then he shook his head with a wry smile, how easy it is to defeat Ding Yang, he only hopes that Ding Yang's strength is not beyond his imagination, otherwise the result will be really terrible.

With his hands behind his back slightly, Ding Yang's gaze swept around: "Your junior sister seems to want you to win, but unfortunately I won't release the water for the time being, count you unlucky......"

"Drain the water? What you said really made me wonderful, it made me angry, you must not release the water, I want to win you with dignity! ”

Master Liu's grasp of the joints is white, the person who speaks is his junior sister, and he is also his childhood sweetheart, this time he made an appointment with the other party to complete twelve consecutive victories. Because the two of them have known each other for exactly twelve years, if they can really get big this time, then it will be a proper thing to hold the beauty.

"Boom!"

Liu Gao's sword was unsheathed, and the sword light flashed and the invisible sword pressure rushed towards Ding Yang, and the calm and waveless air was suddenly pulled to a limit like a water pattern, and it looked like a tangible huge wave was crushing towards Ding Yang.

"Boom!"

A loud bang suddenly sounded, and the huge air waves like the sword pressure and the waves were completely shattered, and Ding Yang stepped out, his body standing majestically. His hands were already at his sides. A huge aura suddenly exploded completely when he lowered his footsteps, directly disintegrating this power completely.

"What a powerful fist!" The three and twelve groups of referees were shocked, and Ding Yang at this time seemed to be a little serious. And they had already recognized that Ding Yang's burst out at this moment was the punch he had used at the beginning. Fist stance is different from fist intent. He is a thing that is completely condensed with the essence and spirit, and the fist intent is only related to the god, and has nothing to do with the essence and qi.

Two groups over there. Li Daoxuan, the eldest disciple of the Ruthless Sect, inadvertently noticed this scene and shook his head slightly, Ding Yang is now considered to have a good reputation, after all, the ranking of the top ten newcomer masters is still somewhat useful, but his eyes are full of mockery: What about physical cultivation? Not comprehending the fist intent is just an ant, and it is useless after all.

"Whirlwind Break!"

The sword pressure is just a prelude, as soon as Liu Gao came up, he showed the moves that he had used when he fought against Wu Yue, and when the sword came out, the sword wind roared, and the sword aura was awe-inspiring.

"Poof!" There was another crisp sound, the sword wind and sword qi were shattered, and Ding Yang's fist of will was already horizontal in front of him at this moment, and there seemed to be a trace of golden lightning flowing through his white skin.

"Awesome!"

Liu Gao took a deep breath, it can be said that he has never fought with a pure physical cultivation like Ding Yang, but even if he has not fought, he knows what to pay attention to when dealing with this kind of monk, but at this moment he found that his attention was simply superfluous, Ding Yang's style of play was too hidden, at this moment he suddenly found that what he was most worried about should be true, Ding Yang's strength is indeed one of the Tianjiao of this year.

But this doesn't mean that he is so afraid of Ding Yang, this is just the beginning, he is a monk who has comprehended the sword intent, and his sword intent has officially entered the Xiaocheng stage, Xiaocheng is already very strong, and this kind of thing can only be understood and cannot be spoken, just from the rarity, you can understand how precious it is, and the natural power is also too big to believe.

Without hesitation, Liu Gao directly urged the sword intent, Ding Yang's strength once again exceeded his expectations, since the sword momentum could not compete with Ding Yang, then he could only use the sword intent!

When the sword intent in the body completely erupts. Liu Gao's sword momentum is extremely condensed, and at this moment, it seems to be indestructible, and foreign objects are difficult to shake, and this "firmness" includes Ding Yang's fist momentum.

The next moment, Liu Gao appeared in front of Ding Yang in an instant, his right hand was stretched, the long sword was already here, the sound of gold and iron and blazing sparks splashed in all directions, flickering wildly, and he had already shot with all his strength, even if his strength was reserved, he was now at least more than ninety percent.

"Awesome!"

In the audience, many young generations and martial artists only saw two blurred shadows, one blue and one green, staggered and flashing, the most striking thing was the ubiquitous sword light and fist shadow, each of which was so amazing, and then there were shallow scratches and fist marks on the martial arts platform, the scratches were extremely sharp, and the fist marks directly smashed the ground, and at a glance, even the heart was pierced.

Judging from the current situation, the strength of Liu Gao and Ding Yang should be equal to each other, one has comprehended Xiao Cheng's sword intent, and the other has an amazing body's perverted fist skills, and his fist is even more powerful and terrifying.

On the competition platform of Nuoda, the long sword in Liu Hand is erratic, the sword light is fierce, every swing and every stab is extremely threatening, sometimes the true qi bursts out violently, and the tip of the sword has not yet been implemented, and there are blazing sparks between the two sides, which is shocking.

Compared with Liu Gao's erratic sword light, Ding Yang seems to be much stronger than Liu Gao, and his boxing skills are still simple and can be understood at a glance, wide open and closed, and decent! But it's so simple that there is no change, and the straight one can already be blasted out! Withdraw! Bang out again! The retracted fist technique could shake Liu Gao's long sword stabbed from any angle, and it was impeccable beyond everyone's expectations, making Liu Gao still unable to gain the upper hand even though he had sword intent.

Ding Yang didn't care about Liu Gao's attack at this moment, he had already successfully cultivated the first layer of "Yin Evil Fusion Yuan Body" when he broke through the Jindan realm, that's right! It was only at this time that he really practiced the first layer of the exercises of "Yin and Evil Melting Yuan Body", and it was also at this time that his physical body could be called "Yin and Evil Melting Yuan Body".

As Lingshan's middle-to-lower level exercises, "Yin and Evil Fusion Yuan Body" is a relatively simple exercise, he does not pursue powerful attacks and moves, it can be said to be a kind of exercise that pays too much attention to physical exercise, and even as the name suggests, the purpose of this exercise is to transform the practitioner's physical body into a special physique called 'Yin and Evil Fusion Yuan Body'.

And one of the characteristics of the "Yin Evil Fusion Yuan Body" is that the physical body is so powerful that it can almost be compared to the level of spiritual weapons used by monks of the same level, in other words, at this moment, Ding Yang's physical body is already much stronger than the medium spiritual weapon, under this kind of confidence, with the addition of the true element in the body and other factors, where will Ding Yang have anything to worry about?

The figures on the stage flashed, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the aftermath of the sword qi occasionally overflowed from the range of the wave, causing the ripples of the inky blue light curtain to hit in all directions, but no matter how powerful the sword qi was, it would always be completely suppressed by a few simple fist shadows, which looked weird and unimaginable.

"How is it possible, I am older than him and have comprehended the sword intent, but I can't have the upper hand at all, what is the extent of his boxing skills? Wrong! The long sword in my hand is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and he is still taking my long sword with his bare hands the whole time, how strong is his physical body?! ”

The long sword in his hand slashed out like lightning, Liu Gao became more and more surprised, and he was already impressed by Ding Yang's boxing technique in the back, and even he couldn't name Ding Yang's boxing technique, because at this moment, Ding Yang couldn't even call it a fist.

As the battle entered the white-hot stage, the expression on Liu Gao's face was as solemn as water, his eyes almost stopped blinking and his spiritual power was watching Ding Yang's subtle movements, hoping to find a flaw, as long as there was a trace of him, he could fight back fiercely.

After a long time, Liu Gao gave up completely, Ding Yang's simple movements and his body that had never moved a point had no flaws at all, at least for him, Ding Yang had no flaws, even if there were flaws, the strange flaws might have been deliberately made by the other party, in order to disrupt his rhythm.

Taking a step back, Liu Gao held the sword in both hands and slashed horizontally.

"Thunder and thunder!"

"Since there are no flaws, then I will create zào flaws myself!" This sword Liu Gao used all his strength, the sword intent was completely condensed on the sword wind, Ding Yang's method made him uncomfortable and wanted to die, he didn't want to lose, the only way was to change this qiē!

A huge explosion of thunder and lightning sounded, and the terrifying sword wind condensed into Dao Dao from time to time, and the sword qi spread out from time to time, making it unpredictable.

"The sword intent is okay, but it's a pity that the attack power of the sword technique is not suitable for a very strong ......"

Ding Yang can fight with the opponent without using his fist intent, in addition to his boxing skills and fist strength, more importantly, his physical body is strong, the two are superimposed, Liu Gao, who comprehends Xiaocheng's sword intent, can't force out his fist intent. But Ding Yang's most powerful means didn't even want to be used by himself, otherwise he would immediately shock everyone.

At the same time that Liu Gao took a step back, Ding Yang also took a step back, at this moment his right hand suddenly retracted, and his fist began to condense a dark green energy surrounded by golden lightning, that lightning was the ruined thunder and lightning that Ding Yang had been contaminated after surviving the heavenly tribulation, this kind of thunder and lightning had been integrated with his golden pill at this moment, and even continuously used by him, and the power was ...... Needless to say! Terrifyingly strong!

"Boom!!"

The body flashed forward, and Ding Yang's fist had already blasted out directly! (To be continued......)