If the people who practice martial arts in the world are divided into ten buckets, the sword practitioner has six fights, the sword practitioner can have three, and the rest are guns, axes, halberds, whips, etc.

And the least handful must be people like Xun Yin who concentrate on practicing their bodies and qi.

There is no other reason, it is really that the threshold of this method is extremely high and the effect is extremely slow, even if it is a genius of Tianzhong, if he does not have the correct method and tenacious mind, as well as the hard work and tempering of twenty years of hard work, he is far from being able to compete with martial artists of the same age.

However, once you cross the threshold and enter the house, whether you go to practice swords and swords, or continue to use your body as martial arts, the speed of progress can be called soaring.

At that time, Zhang Fuyu was such a late bloomer, and the Taoist sect of Yiyang Mountain was mostly famous for swordsmanship, and there were lotus swords, Jiazi swords, Kui swords, etc., and Zhang Fuyu's contemporaries of the sword masters all broke out early, preaching the rivers and lakes to kill demons and demons, but Zhang Fuyu was not known before the age of fifty, and after the age of fifty, he took a thousand miles, step by step until he reached the peak of martial arts.

So since then, there have been a group of young juniors in the world who think that their talent is not inferior to Zhang Fuyu, who vainly try to climb the peak in the footsteps of their predecessors, but most of them fell halfway, couldn't bear the loneliness, and picked up a weapon that had been red for a long time.

And the few people who can go to the middle of the mountain are nine times out of ten trapped in the talent of understanding and cannot go further.

There is no one in the remaining ten thousand, just like Xun Yin, who is recognized as unrivaled in the world, and Beigong Yu, the god of the Northern Barbarian Army, who have left a great name in the rivers and lakes.

Xun Yin made ten punches in one go, the weight of the fist can break the mountain, fast as splashing water, as he has seen the peak strength of Chen Ti since he was a child under Wang Yizhi and the weak crown, and now in the face of this old sword god who has not held a sword for twenty years, he used seven points of strength as soon as he made a move.

It's not that he has reservations, on the contrary, whenever he encounters a strong opponent, he has always made seven points of strength and left three points to improve his momentum, so that his fists will continue to climb high step by step.

Therefore, the later he went, the faster Xun Yin's fist was.

He knew very well that Chen Ti's swordsmanship was not endless, but the most important sword momentum, if he couldn't suppress Chen Ti with momentum, I was afraid that even if he instilled his internal strength with both hands, he would not be able to stop Chen Ti's vigorous sword qi.

It's just that he has the upper hand at the moment, but he doesn't feel that Chen Ti has the slightest intention of gaining momentum.

This made him feel a little irrepressible anger.

"Senior, ten moves have passed, please don't let it go anymore!" Xun Yin changed his breath, retracted his fist and stopped making moves, and said in a deep voice.

At this time, the battlefield where the two of them were located was full of collapsed ice and snow blocks, and it was a mess. Lu Rong finally had a chance to catch his breath and swallow his saliva, only to realize that at some point, Qiao Wei had walked to his side, followed by the man who was scattered, his face was pale and shocked.

Seeing Lu Rong's view, Qiao Wei just nodded slightly, and then looked at the two peerless masters who were facing each other not far away.

Chen Ti's breath was not chaotic at all, and he laughed loudly: "Wang Yizhi's swordsmanship has a move called 'Deng Kunlun', I saw it once back then, I thought it was clever, and the sword was seven points out and three points, and I climbed high step by step." Xun boy, although you didn't practice his sword, you learned his tricks, so good! ”

"Then senior, do you know that Xun Yin is in Kunlun at the moment?" Xun Yin's momentum was higher and stronger than Fang Cai, his brows were tightly locked, his eyes were narrowed, and his exposed skin seemed to turn from red to gold.

The sword created by Wang Yizhi has far-reaching meaning, all because of his many years of visiting famous masters to study all kinds of martial arts in the world, integrating and penetrating its essence, coupled with calligraphy to understand the sword, the emphasis is on the smooth and smooth, full of momentum. Although Xun Yin has never learned swords, he has also been taught by Wang Yizhi, practicing boxing with sword intent, coupled with his outstanding talent, he has the unparalleled strength in the world at this moment.

It's just that Wang Yizhi, who is the most talented in ancient and modern times, has to obey Chen Ti's swordsmanship, and the sword intent is high, even in the face of Xun Yin, who has ascended Kunlun, why is Chen Ti afraid?

Aroused by Xun Yin's words, Chen Ti finally slowly raised his hand and said coldly: "Then I'll let you kid take a look, Chen Ti's sword can overwhelm mountains and seas!"

Xun Yin stopped talking, stood up, and bowed before and after.

At this time, the momentum is enough, just wait for the move on the arm.

Lu Rong swallowed his saliva again, only to feel that the cold sweat on his face was blown by the wind, like a needle prick.

I don't know who behind him was excited by the cold atmosphere, and he sneezed heavily at this moment.

"Smack!" With a heavy stompe, Xun Yin rushed forward.

Chen Ti is not avoiding its edge to raise its momentum, the sword arrogance in his hand has skyrocketed, and there is a faint green mangs around the sword body, Wang Yizhi's "climbing Kunlun" needs to leave three points of strength to ascend, and with Chen Ti's ability, how can he need to be so powerful?

Fang Cai blindly avoided the identity of his predecessors, and wanted to see how high Xun Yin could raise the momentum!

The sloppy old man shrouded in a fierce fist was just an extremely ordinary vertical sword slash.

Xun Yin took a deep breath, his body did not stop, his left foot kicked the ground to make way for the sword, and once again deceived himself into the inner circle of Chen Ti, and Chen Ti was also extremely fast, following the sword momentum forward and staggered past Xun Yin, and swept over the sword with his backhand twisting his waist and going against the direction.

"Back to the pistol?" Lu Rong's eyes widened. I never thought that even if he was forced to his side by Xun Yin, Chen Ti would not retreat a step, and if he was himself, he would have already retreated and distanced himself.

Xun Yin leaned over to avoid it, and then stepped on, shattering the ice and snow all over the ground, half sideways and hitting Chen Ladder with his shoulder as a fist.

The body is trained to the extreme, and the whole body is a weapon.

Chen Ti still did not retreat, only moved a big step sideways, and then stabbed Xun Yin straight at the sword move, this sword was not yet full before Xun Yin turned around, held up his left hand with a faint golden light and pinched the tip of the sword, and his right hand was about to go straight in, Chen Ti's expression remained unchanged, his wrist trembled slightly, and a rapid tremor was transmitted to the sword body, which shook Xun Yin's hand holding the sword with this force, and then turned the thorn into a tremble, pulling out countless white sword flowers, just waiting for Xun Yin to break through.

And Xun Yin's body that had risen suddenly and unreasonably paused strongly, and he found no way to get close, sneered, took three steps back, and exhaled.

The two sides once again opened a considerable distance, but at this time there were no more polite words, Chen Ti suddenly went straight up in an instant, the hanging sword from the ground backhand, a dense drizzle of snow and ice slag mixed with the fierce sword qi broke out of the ground, like a half moon in front of Xun Yin. Xun Yin held his breath, his fists clenched and half-hung in front of Tianshu, he raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes, like a Bodhisattva angry statue, and shouted: "Break!" ”

It seemed that there was a strong force, and it directly met the obscuring thing, and at the same time, it smashed the sword qi contained in it in one go.

A figure, a sword, flashed out from the scattered snow blocks and scattered sword qi, pointing directly at Xun Yin's chest, like a ghost breaking through the mirror.

Xun Yin had already taken precautions, and when he saw that Chen Ti's sword was not far from his chest, he didn't dodge or dodge, and only slapped Chen Ti's sword body horizontally with his left hand.

The sword body intersected with the flesh palm, and there was an unreasonable sonorous sound, and although Chen Ti's sword was thin, it was not bent by Xun Yin, but the two forces collided and deviated a lot. Xun Yin took advantage of the situation to take out his right fist and went straight to Chen Ti, this punch was more powerful than the first ten moves, and even his shoulders were wrapped in white mangs when others looked at him, if he listened closely, there was a sound of cracking the sky.

At this time, Chen Ti's right hand sword has been handed out, and it is too late to take it back, this fast, the punch is extremely mixed with Xun Yin's forward strength, and it really has the potential to break the mountain!

However, Chen Ti raised his left hand, held the sword technique, and met this punch with his fingertips.

The imaginary sound of gold and stone did not sound, Lu Rong's hair stood on end, and he saw two visible qi explode, like firecrackers thrown in a snowdrift, Chen Ti and Xun Yin each took a big step, and from a distance, Xun Yin's right hand seemed to have a slight drop of blood.

"This sword is called Ghost Destroyer!" Chen Ti's beard is all open, standing proudly!