There was a dead silence, whether it was the high-level Heavenly Sword on the main stage or the Heavenly Sword disciples who were watching from the sidelines, they all stared at Li Changtian on the field with the eyes of a monster.

The Flying Spirit Sword Technique used by Li Changtian just now had already suppressed them. Almost all the disciples of the Heavenly Sword of the Flying Spirit Sword will cultivate, and it is an entry-level combat skill of the Heavenly Sword, and its sword accident pays attention to attack and defense, and it is beautiful and elegant. The inner part focuses on training the dexterity of the disciple's true qi operation, and finally reaches the point where the true qi and sword skills are combined, which is the foundation of the foundation.

But like Li Changtian's practice of cutting out most of his sword moves and infusing speed with all his might, they had never thought about it like this. First, it is impossible to exert the power of the original Flying Spirit Sword combat skills, and secondly, the possibility of giving up all defenses is undoubtedly equivalent to suicide.

However, Li Changtian used a ridiculous method to defeat a master who had already defeated all the Qi Refining Fivefold disciples.

It's horrifying.

"Okay!" Ling Shengtian shouted first.

This good word woke everyone up in an instant, and then the audience instantly burst into thunderous cheers.

Ye Buyu also admired Li Changtian in that scene, but he didn't expect that this guy would not only play monkey shows, but also play some real things, so he couldn't help but collect a small part of his contempt.

"Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Li. The shouts of excitement rose and fell again and again like a tidal wave.

Li Changfa was even more excited, and his face twitched: "The Li family is lucky, the Li family is lucky." He was almost three hundred years old, and there were several disciples who had taught him, but in his own family, there had never been any outstanding characters other than him. At the moment, this junior's talent is only average, and cultivating him to the foundation building realm is already the highest expectation. I didn't expect him to be able to modify the sword intent of swordsmanship, this was undoubtedly to create another genre on the basis of the Flying Spirit Sword.

This kind of understanding is very human, so there are endless surprises left in addition to surprises.

Seeing these Heavenly Sword disciples like chicken blood, the high-level members of the Hidden Sword Sect couldn't help but purse their mouths and express their disdain.

The impermanence of victory and defeat gives the next three people a lot of excitement, and the Heavenly Sword Sect is also this virtue.

Mo Xiachun hurriedly glanced at the hall master under his command, and the hall master knew how to look down again, and he didn't know where it had passed after this circle.

I saw a female cultivator in a black suit leap out of the crowd, summoned a chain sickle and came to Li Changtian and said, "Senior brother, step down and let senior sister meet this guy." ”

The young man who was resisted by Li Changfa with a sword could only bow his head and retreat unwillingly.

"Senior Brother!" the Heavenly Sword disciples who were watching began to get nervous again when they heard this, because this title proved that the woman's cultivation was more advanced than that of the sword-wielding youth.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Li Changtian just snorted coldly, and was about to do it again.

saw a middle-aged man stop in front of him: "Changtian, don't fight anymore, look at your appearance." ”

The person who came was Li Changtian's master Yang Shuofeng, and he was also the master of Shuofeng Hall's foundation building.

Only then did Li Changtian realize his appearance, his face was already red, his muscles were swollen, his eyes were full of blood and red, and he was steaming.

Thinking about it, this Flying Spirit Fast Sword had already made his body reach the limit, and even if he had to fight again, Yang Shuofeng would not allow it. Not to mention that now Li Changtian's understanding has surprised Yang Shuofeng again and again, if something happens, he can only thank the sect with death, and his uncle Li Changfa can't let him go.

"Master, I!" Li Changtian wanted to say anything more, but was controlled by Yang Shuofeng and pulled off the field.

"Hehe, is Heavenly Sword so virtuous, is there still a little shame in winning or losing?" the woman in the power suit mocked, how fearless she dared to mock the Heavenly Sword Sect in front of the Heavenly Sword disciples. There is no reason for him just because she is the strongest disciple of the five disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect Qi Refining, and she is deeply loved by the elders of the sect, and now the top level of the sect is here, and the top level of the Heavenly Sword does not dare to turn their faces, which shows how sad the situation of the Heavenly Sword is at this time.

The faces of the top level of the Heavenly Sword were not good-looking, and Ling Shengtian was about to open his mouth to reprimand angrily.

A male disciple who seemed to be weak turned over the crowd and walked into the venue.

"Yueming, what are you doing. The old man Zhao Chunshen shouted.

This apprentice, Zhao Chunshen, knows that his temperament is stable and docile but his momentum is insufficient, and every time he fights with other disciples, he has never won a victory, that is, the kind of existence that can almost be characterized as a waste.

Because when he walked out, the Heavenly Sword disciples who knew him were all stunned.

But before the old man could pull Lang Yueming down, Lang Yueming had already opened his mouth to challenge: "Heavenly Sword Chunshen Hall Lang Yueming, please teach Daoyou." ”

"Hehehe!" The hardcover woman laughed angrily, this guy is weak and weak, and the breath of true qi is not as good as Li Changtian who was pulled down.

"The disciples of the Heavenly Sword are all thick-skinned, and such a good person also came to challenge this girl, which is really begging. The woman shook off the chain scythe in her hand with a fierce face.

I saw that the sickle roll was struck with a terrible sound of breaking the air, and Lang Yue clearly stood in place like a nerd.

"Eh, Yueming, you are confused!" Zhao Lao Er was so angry that he jumped to his feet, as a foundation building realm, he could see that the power of this move was not something that Lang Yueming could resist at all.

But when it was too late, the sickle came to Lang Yueming's approach, but Lang Yueming only slowly and leisurely raised the long sword in his hand.

"Bang!" the scythe was wonderfully bounced off.

"This!" Zhao Chunshen's eyes bulged out, and he couldn't understand what was going on at all.

The other disciples were also the same as him, all of them were surprised and puzzled.

"Senior brother, what is this?" Ling Shengtian was also confused, and hurriedly transmitted the message to Yandong.

"Senior brother, the old man can't understand it, it's completely impossible for this disciple to resist this trick with the true qi power he uses!" Yan Dong was also shocked at this time, and it was the first time that he had encountered a person in the sect who couldn't figure it out.

Not to mention the two of them, Qu Jianong, Li Changfa and the fat man all looked at each other, and they couldn't figure out what the situation was.

"Heh, I didn't think you still have some skills. The woman in the power suit was surprised first and then chuckled.

I saw that Lang Yueming was unmoved, and just walked forward slowly.

The woman in the power suit used her ten-layer strength this time, and hit Lang Yueming again.

Lang Yueming's heart was not shocked, and his legs did not tremble, but he just made a sword move, and it was as easy as he usually practiced swordsmanship.

"Bang!" the scythe was knocked away again.

The woman in the power suit widened her eyes, she couldn't believe it, could it be that this kid is hiding his strength? No! No way, if it is the elders of the hidden strength sect can detect it. But what's going on?

The woman in the power suit was not calm, and frantically flicked the chain scythe to attack Lang Yueming.

The rest of the audience was filled with the shadow of the chains, mixed with the howling sound of ghosts crying wolves, but the result was the same, no matter what the woman did, her magic weapon was skillfully knocked away.

In this way, Lang Yueming approached step by step, and did not hurry to strike a sword move in a wooden posture.

"Ahh

Lang Yueming's heart was clear at this time, thinking about Senior Sister Lin's sentence: "People-oriented." ”

This is the people-oriented sword intent he realized, the unity of mind and spirit is not confined to the influence of external objects, no matter what you face, you can work together, you are not afraid or avoid, and you don't go against your heart in the face of life and death, that is, the Taoist nature, not the kind of people who say that you are not right, you are not right, and then crazy to learn what is right, this is the truth of others, and after a long time, you will be confused by your own heart, and you must recognize the essence and specialize in a little.

"Thank you Senior Sister Lin for your enlightenment! Thank you for the cultivation of the sect!" Lang Yueming thought in his heart, and Senior Sister Lin was watching from the main stage, he must not lose.

If Ye Buyu knew Lang Yueming's thoughts, he would have to scold and shout angrily: Lao Tzu never said such a thing.

"This, this, this, this is the Flying Spirit Sword, right?" Ling Shengtian asked with a little uncertainty in his eyes, as the head of the Heavenly Sword Formation Pill, he was actually a little suspicious of his own swordsmanship.

"I don't know!" Yan Dong was also shocked in his heart, he couldn't figure out what the situation was, this unknown disciple's one-move sword technique, no matter how you look at it and think about it, it is the Flying Spirit Sword, and even the method of luck is the most basic thing of the Heavenly Sword. However, how could the Flying Spirit Sword achieve such a concentrated sword intent of one blow, and use the smallest force to repel the opponent's full force.

Could it be that this Flying Spirit Sword was originally some kind of advanced sword technique, and it was their group of old things who practiced it wrong?

"Could it be that it's his own sword intent again?" Yan Dong replied weakly to Ling Shengtian. Is this impossible? Just now, a disciple who can create his own sword intent appeared, and now there is one, could it be that the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect are all extremely perceptive? This is not logical.

Ling Shengtian couldn't answer, and glanced at the other three Jiedan leaders a few times, and they also replied with the same strange eyes. Thinking about it, they are also entangled, taking them as a comparison, after they have survived to the realm of Yudan, they only have a little attainment in the experience of cultivating the exercises, let alone realizing or changing the artistic conception of the exercises. Aren't they mediocre in the first place?

The high-level members of the Hidden Sword Gate on the opposite side didn't have too many thoughts, but they were just curious about when such a low-level powerhouse would emerge from the Sword Gate this day, and they didn't think much about it.

The main reason is that they don't understand this Flying Spirit Sword combat technique that is not in the stream at all, but they never expected that the kid on the field has actually created his own sword intent, otherwise their performance will be more exaggerated than that of the top level of the Heavenly Sword.

At this time, the female cultivator in the power suit under the field has been forced by Lang Yueming to have no way out, and she has been excessively consuming her true qi and is already on the verge of collapse, she didn't think about using other imperial weapons and methods, but the combat skills are the means she is proud of, but she was cracked lightly, she couldn't accept the facts, so she just got on it.

It's just that the reality is brutal.

"You, you, you!" The woman in the power suit struck the last blow, and she could no longer control the chain scythe, so she could only gasp and saliva and glared at Lang Yueming.

"Hmph, now it's time for me to make a move!" Lang Yueming didn't pay attention to the other party's embarrassed appearance, and said something that made the woman run away.

"What! you haven't made a move yet?" the woman in the power suit widened her eyes, he didn't make a move, so what was she doing just now?

This is a blatant sarcasm of her!

She was furious, threw down the chains in her hand, and rushed towards Lang Yueming like crazy, her reason was not clear now, she just wanted to use all means to kill the guy in front of her.

But the moment she ran the True Qi Urging Law Decision, her body stiffened and fell on the field.