The long sword cuts through the killing intent of the words, picks and teases the dots, and gushes out endless war songs!

After thousands of exercises, Yang Yu finally completed the first volume of the Forgetful Sword Classic, which no one has been able to do for a long time.

He is the first of the Yang family's generation!

One word, forget to kill!

Forget the hypocritical and cunning little woman, forget the three years of morning and twilight, bit by bit!

With a sword, the sword qi swept away, bounced open the trunk of the tree, and split a big tree violently!

The smooth sword marks divided the tree trunk into two halves, and the residual sword intent surged between heaven and earth, cutting off a piece of weed, all of which were turned into flying ashes!

No one could have imagined that he had a great understanding of the sword intent today!

There are countless sword cultivators in Fengzhou, but there are very few people who can really realize the will of swordsmanship, and in the small Linglu, it is even rarer, Yangjiabao, but a kendo wizard was born!

At the age of sixteen, he realized the sword intent!

"This sword, cutting through thorns and thorns, breaking everything, annihilating the Quartet! I will call you, annihilation!"

Annihilation, it is Yang Yu's hole card that has been realized, increasing the spiritual power by a hundred times, this sword, resonates with heaven and earth!

"Now, as long as I cultivate, open the spiritual aperture, awaken the spiritual vein! the first realm of martial arts, the spiritual vein realm-"

Being able to break through the Spirit Vein Realm at the age of sixteen can be called a martial arts genius.

Zhao Yuxiang, who is the same age as him, but two years ago, awakened the first spiritual vein, fourteen years old, that is the real lady of the sky!

"The strength of me and Zhao Yuxiang is still far behind, she has awakened the eighteenth spiritual vein!"

The Spiritual Vein Realm, the thirty-six spiritual veins, is for the Great Perfection, and basically before the age of eighteen, few people can do it.

But Zhao Yuxiang is a certainty, she has just turned sixteen.

Yang Yu has fallen behind a lot and can't continue to be silent.

He sat cross-legged, his heart was like stopping water, and he forgot his heart to write a sword, which was not only a set of swordsmanship, but also a set of mental methods, which could make people calm down and concentrate on their minds, and practice twice the result with half the effort.

But because it is too esoteric and unfathomable, in recent decades, only his father Yang Xiong has cultivated the first volume, and he is the second.

"It's a pity, if I have a complete Forgetful Sword Codex, all the demons in Fengzhou, why be afraid, sooner or later I will surpass them!"

Yang Yu lowered his head and sighed bitterly, the family was unfortunate, and the proud sword book had lost nine volumes, and only the first three volumes were left.

Then he raised his head, the melodious breeze, blowing his bangs, his eyes flashed, and his fists clenched.

"Even if there are only three volumes, I can still be invincible in the Kaiyuan Realm!"

Martial arts practice, the first four realms known, are the Spirit Vein Realm, the Condensation Realm, the Kaiyuan Realm, and the Dao Palace Realm, as for the rest, Yang Yu is not very clear, at least that kind of transcendent powerhouse, in the entire Linglu, I have never heard of such a character!

Dao Palace Realm, he is already an old monster who is not born in Linglu, and one person can hold up a piece of heaven and earth!

Zhao Wangfu, Jingwang Mansion, Shadow Building, and Tingyu Pavilion each have an old guy from the Dao Palace Realm in charge, so they are the four overlords of Linglu, and all the rest of the forces must pay tribute to them.

And each of these four old monsters lived for nearly two hundred years.

Yang Yu didn't know when he would be able to become a Dao Palace realm that everyone was in awe, perhaps, it was still far away.

If he wants to take revenge, he needs to have at least the strength of the Kaiyuan Realm, if he kills the Zhao Wangfu Manmen, and there is only one Dao Palace Realm left, he can still escape and lie dormant, waiting for the opportunity to move.

Yang Yu stopped chattering, held his breath, palmed his luck, and tried his best to absorb the spiritual power of the six realms of the heavens!

The strength of spiritual power is a symbol of strength, without enough spiritual power, there is no way to perform advanced cheats, such as the first volume of the Forgetful Sword Dictionary, a word of forgetfulness to kill, he only uses it once, he will be physically exhausted, if he awakens all thirty-six spiritual veins and reaches the peak of the spiritual vein realm, it should not be so difficult.

At this moment, the young man's sleeping will, as if awakened, was like a real dragon, the dragon shadow faintly floated outside his body, and the anger of the coiling dragon attracted three hundred and sixty spiritual apertures to move together, and the first spiritual vein, looming, finally awakened!

It was only at this moment that he stepped on the threshold of martial arts!

Then, the rainstorm continued!

With his strong will, the speed of absorbing spiritual power became faster and faster, like a strong wind rising, and a particle was condensed and ran in his Zhou Tian's internal organs!

The second, the third, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth, the seventh!

Unconsciously, Yang Yu had awakened seven spiritual veins! And at this moment, it was already dawn, and he didn't know it!

When he opened his eyes, he felt his strength double, and his whole body seemed to be much lighter.

Killing intent surging! His eyes froze, and he roared: "Zhao Yuxiang, I'm no worse than you!"

If the whole process of his cultivation was discovered, he would definitely be surprised!

Awakening seven spiritual veins overnight, sounding like a myth!

When his internal organs absorbed spiritual power, there was a cloud of purple gas gushing around, constantly surrounding, nourishing his physical body.

This purple ability is innate, and I don't know how many times I have helped him!

It's a secret that belongs to him alone.

I remember my father Yang Xiong said that his mother is not an ordinary person, since she gave birth to him, she has disappeared, and her father once asked him to find his mother one day.

Suddenly, the jungle strode violently, and the roar of the beast, with its bloodthirsty aura, gradually approached him, and the earth shook!

This is a fierce tiger, it should be an immortal demon beast, first order!

The first-order demon beast is equivalent to the spirit vein realm, he can't judge what the strength of this red-veined tiger is, he has just advanced to the spirit vein realm, and he has never experienced a real battle.

One man and one beast confronted each other, Yang Yu clenched the sword in his hand, his pupils shrank, and his murderous aura was awe-inspiring!

"Since you've sent it to the door, I'll take you to practice first-"

"Whoosh!"

"Sneer—"

Yang Yu swung his sword out, his steps were tactful, like a swimming dragon, strange and unpredictable, and his unique body style was also a secret book from Yang Jiabao - Soul Step!

If you are free, it seems like a dream, your mind is one, and you can attack the enemy in one place!

He squinted, as if he was half-asleep and half-awake, and as if he was asleep, but in a short moment, he shifted his shape and transposition, bypassing seven or eight directions one after another, walking in the clouds and flowing water, and the man and sword were one!

The mediation sword, the spiritual power turned, frantically transferred out from the body, straight to the wrist, poured into the sword, the sword flashed, the light was shining in all directions, and the sword hurried, along the neck of the roaring red-veined tiger!

"Whew-"

This sword cut off a ball of hair from the demon tiger, but it was impossible to cut the skin of the demon tiger, and the body of the demon beast was so stiff!

Before he had time to think about it for a moment, the demon tiger threw his neck up, opened his fangs, and pounced, as if he could grab Yang Yu's head with one bite!

Yang Yu took a step away from his soul, opening and closing, his shape was ethereal, and the trajectory was difficult to distinguish!

A little heel, a lift of both feet, leaning back, dodging this pounce, the bloodthirsty crisis, made his scalp numb!

"Roar—"

The demon tiger collided again, and at the moment of palpitation, Yang Yu was knocked away by a huge force, and his internal organs trembled, and the severe pain spread to his body, and he actually spurted out three feet of blood, and he had been injured internally!

The tiger stripes on the forehead of the demon tiger are bright!

Yang Yu had heard that this was a sign of imminent advancement, no wonder this demon tiger was so ferocious, it should be equivalent to the peak of the Spirit Vein Realm.

Yang Yu only has seven spiritual veins, how can he defeat them?

Life and death are all in an instant!

Can't think about it too much, he instantly desperately mustered up his will, turned all his spiritual power, and the sword flew in his hand to mediate, like a flower blooming on the other side, blooming with a dazzling edge!

Annihilation, a sword will condensed, three feet in circumference, not a single inch of grass grows, it has been burned out, and it has turned into nothing!

"Kill with a word-"

Two hole cards, played together, the moment of death, can not be kept!

The brilliance of the sword qi shines from the sword body, and the will of the swordsman overcomes all thorns and thorns and moves forward bravely!

"Ahh

Holding a long roar, leaving the highest realm of the soul step, like a primordial god out of the body, the body is like a shadow, ethereal and hurried, and the demon tiger is dislocated for a moment, and the sword flashes, that is, it is annihilated!

"Puff ......"

A bone, spurting out three feet of blood, fell straight down.

Yang Yu lost all his strength and lay on the ground limply, which was another thrilling moment of nine deaths.