"Ahh

With an exclamation in mid-air, Jing Chong floated away like a kite with a broken string, and was swept away by the gale.

But at this critical moment, Jing Chong pulled out the knife on his body, and the battle aura in his body was permeated, driven by the powerful battle intent, he slashed towards the mountain rock on his side.

With a soft snort, the steel knife was inserted into the stone belly like cutting tofu, and with the help of this sudden shocking force, he turned around in the air against the sound of the wind, but it happened that there was a depression where the knife was cut, and his whole person was fixed there against the stone wall.

His clothes fluttered, his long hair flew up, he only felt that his whole person was torn apart, and he endured the frontal impact of the strong wind, and Jing Chong even became difficult to breathe.

This time the gale lasted for a long time, twice as strong as just now, but when this gust of wind blew, Jing Chong obviously felt that he was much more relaxed.

Although he was embarrassed, the harvest was also obvious.

After the wind blew, Jing Chong's half-hanging body slipped into the corner of the stone wall like a free fall, and he raised his hands and feet to be extraordinarily comfortable, such a result was unexpected, so Jing Chong felt excited for the first time.

"Come again!"

Regained his confidence, Jing Chong was passionate, and he no longer cared about Ji Xuehe's state, he consciously sat on the edge of the hole again.

There was a flash of inspiration in his eyes, and he was full of fighting spirit. He is strong and the breeze blows the hills, which is an immutable truth.

Once again, he exerted all his strength, the strength on his buttocks and legs was several times stronger than just now, Jing Chong felt that the stones under his buttocks were sitting down and sinking a few points, and at the same time, he also divided some battle qi, which were condensed with several important positions such as arms, front chest, and head.

If you look closely, his whole body is bloated a few times, but Rao is so Jing Chong still hasn't relaxed his vigilance for half a minute, and at this time, the third wave of wind has also quietly formed, and the ripples in the air drive the void to resonate, like a demon from hell, it is hideous as if it wants to eat people.

But this time Jing Chong was not deliberately afraid, his heart was like water, and he felt the wind in the distance with his heart.

At first it was the sound of the wind, then the wind, and finally the feeling of tearing, but these didn't seem to matter anymore, because there was no wind in Jing Chong's heart, he only had a dark world, this world was boundless, encompassing the universe, the sea was inclusive, endless, all the wind that passed through it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it no longer bothered Jing Chong, and they disappeared like this.

When it reappeared, it had already appeared in the dark world over there, and everywhere in my mind, a swirling tornado in the dark world circled aimlessly, at first it seemed extraordinarily violent, but after a period of swimming, there was no edge, and gradually became docile.

In this short moment, the battle qi in the body suddenly moved, it was like a big hand, grabbed the whirlwind, swallowed it in one bite, and then a very fast air flow submerged into the dantian.

Suddenly opened his eyes, the corners of Jing Chong's mouth were flushed with a smile, he could clearly feel the subtle changes in his body, and he could even appreciate the pleasure brought by that brief moment just now, so he had a kind of control.

"Come again!"

The first time he tasted the sweetness, Jing Chong also became wanton and manic, he completely forgot about himself and devoted himself to cultivation.

Fourth, fifth, sixth......

A whole three days passed in this kind of repeated cultivation, and at this time, he not only mastered the skills of resisting the wind, but even the strength of his body was effectively tempered.

With the wind in his gestures, Jing Chong found that he was like a gust of wind, his light feet could drive the rocks around him to shake, he could hear the sound of breaking the wind with a light fist, and gradually he became more confident, and the next moment he stood there like this, without deliberately using the battle qi, he stood there.

I don't know how many times the wind has blown through, maybe this wind is not as violent as before, but it still looks very violent, but it blows on Jing Chong's body, like a breeze blowing on his face, and his body is more like a leaf in the wind, he can follow the wind or go against the wind, as if this wind no longer exists at all.

"Not bad, not bad! Progress is very fast!" A gust of wind passed, and Ji Xuehe's figure didn't know when it appeared behind Jing Chong, his face was full of appreciation, he said with a smile, but at this moment, he coldly waved his palm towards Jing Chong's heart.

Just heard the laughter, Jing Chong was suddenly stunned, but before he heard the words fall, he already felt the wind flashing behind him, almost reflexively dodging sideways, the wrinkled palm still pressed against his clothes and brushed it, and Jing Chong's body also flashed and turned three times and scattered on the opposite edge of the hole.

"Old Ji, are you?" An exclamation, Jing Chong suddenly changed color, staring at the opposite side with a questioning face, he looked dazed.

Such an unexpected figure even showed a look of surprise on Ji Xuehe's face, his eyes shrank, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was even better.

"Good boy, he is really not a mediocre talent, he learned the method of resisting the wind in just three days, and he was able to dodge it safely under my surprise, it seems that you can already cultivate the first sword of the Eight Swords of the Blood River!"

It was the first time that such a high-profile appreciation had been made, and even Jing Chong himself was a little surprised to hear it, although he knew that he had made a slight progress, but he still didn't know what the method of resisting the wind was, so at this time he was more confused.

"No need to ask, I think you should be able to fly!" Leng Buding's words were better than a slap on the head, and instantly made Jing Chong "fly"? Isn't flying only birds? And you can fly yourself? In my impression, except for immortals and birds, it seems that there are not too many things that can fly, and besides, I am not a bird.

After a short period of distraction, Jing Chong eased up, still looking at the other side with a puzzled face, he seemed to be asking for the other party's explanation.

"The method of resisting the wind can only be cultivated in the later stage of the realm of battle qi, but who let you meet my old man, my old man went the opposite way, and created the unparalleled Eight Swords of the Blood River, and the first sword of the Eight Swords of the Blood River is the method of resisting the wind. Now that you've mastered this path, of course you can fly for a short time! But you also have to pay attention to whether the battle qi in your body is enough!"

Ji Xuehe's words, there are joys and sorrows, the joy is that you can fly for a short time, and the worry is that you can't continue, although this statement is contradictory, but it is also practical.

"Of course, if you want to fly, you need more combat qi output, and you can't easily use it until the critical moment, but with the method of resisting the wind, your body will be invisibly increased several times in the future battles, which is obviously much faster than the speed at which you rely on your body to react in the past!" Ji Xuehe twisted his beard, leisurely, and spoke in a reasonable manner, which was extremely convincing, and under the breeze, there was a kind of demeanor of a master.

"Oh, the method of resisting the wind, is it really so peculiar?" With a face full of surprise, Jing Chong couldn't help but ask, he was eager to try it and wanted to try it.

"You don't believe it, you can jump down from here just like I felt when I attacked you!"

With an indifferent expression, Ji Xuehe pointed to the cliff in front of him and said casually, it is easy to say, but it is difficult to do, the cliff in front of him is not a thousand zhang but also a hundred zhang, are you sure you can jump like this?