Sealing the Sword Table.

The ancestral land of Hengshan faction.

Legend has it that the first generation of patriarchs, watching the changes of the clouds and mist of Heng Mountain, attracting the qi of heaven and earth, and achieving a generation of grandmasters.

Since then, the sword has been sealed, and it has reached the realm of heaven and earth and all things are swords.

An old man over ninety years old in front of Zhou Yi was Mo Wentian, the previous head of the Hengshan faction, and the people in the rivers and lakes called the Thousand Illusions Senluo Sword.

"There are talents in the country, I never thought that the old man would see another genius in his twilight years! Even, compared to that man. ”

"Who are the seniors referring to? Could it be the God of Blades? ”

Zhou Yi has traveled to the rivers and lakes for two years, and he is no longer the original novice in the rivers and lakes, and he knows a little about the well-known masters in the rivers and lakes.

Within a hundred years, he would be the leader of the Demon Sect, and within fifty years, the most famous one would be Yue Mountain, who dominated the mountains and rivers with the sword.

Mo Wentian shook his head and said: "Yue Shan is my contemporary, in terms of talent, it is just ordinary, and it was only at the age of forty that he became famous in martial arts. It's just that the talent has been decided, and it is not yet known whether the Grandmaster can become a Daoist master. ”

"The person I am talking about is the same age as you back then, and he also came to Fengjiantai to learn from me. At that time, I had just taken over as the head of Hengshan, and I was full of spirit, but I was defeated by his sword. ”

Zhou Yi's eyes froze, at the age of twenty, he had no origin, and he was able to defeat the head of Hengshan with his sword technique, could he be a person in the Immortal Dao.

Yan Chixia and Zhou Yi mentioned the matter of the Immortal Dao, and the starting point was to meditate and practice qi, and the quality of the mana they cultivated was comparable to the sword qi condensed by the Ziyang Sword Qi Sutra.

Martial arts practice, first forging the body, and then refining the internal qi, the internal qi is constantly condensed with secret methods, becoming sword qi and sword qi, and people who are placed in the immortal path are just getting started.

"Senior Mo, I don't know who that person is?"

"I only know that his surname is Song, and he speaks with a Lingnan accent. Its sword technique is subtle, the spirit is one, like a fairy riding the wind, compared to my Hengshan swordsmanship is more than one percent. ”

The disciples of the Hengshan faction who watched the ceremony from the sidelines were in an uproar, and today they could not only see the duel of the top masters, but also hear the secret Xin spoken by the old master himself.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Zhou Yi is a genius who has not yet come out in the five hundred years, and there was one fifty years ago, why hasn't he heard of a reputation in the rivers and lakes?

"Xie Mo's predecessors pointed out, the world is big, there are countless strange people, you should be brave and diligent, and do things like walking on thin ice."

Of course, Zhou Yi knew that the water in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story was extremely deep, and the people in the rivers and lakes were only secular people, as well as the Taoist real people who lived in seclusion in the mountains, the Arhats of Buddhism, and the demons and monsters who harmed one side. Even, the current court will be controlled by a demon in the future.

Mo Wentian's intentions are good, he does not deliberately teach lessons, does not cover up failures, and tells them to future generations as a warning.

"Teachable! The old man's sword is much sharper than when he was younger. ”

Mo Wentian's hand moved, and an emerald green thin sword fell into his hand, three feet and three points long, like a willow branch, which was the weapon of the Hengshan Patriarch's inheritance.

Zhou Yi was still bare-handed and did not use his weapons.

The disciples of the Hengshan faction retreated one after another, not talking about Zhou Yi's bare hands, knowing that he was not disrespecting his predecessors.

Zhou Yi wanted to challenge Mo Wentian, and the Hengshan faction quickly collected the information revealed in each of his competitions.

found that although Zhou Yi claimed to be a swordsman, he was proficient in knife techniques, palm techniques, and boxing techniques, and his light skills were also superb. In addition to starting to be extremely heavy, often abolishing people's martial arts, since the King Kong Zen Master, he has been much softer, and rarely hurts people's lives.

In the past six months of the challenge, only two people forced Zhou Yi to make a sword, one is Dongting Fisherman, and the other is a whale rider in the East China Sea.

The rest of the masters can't even hold up the palm fist technique.

"Seniors, please advise!"

Zhou Yi said, the strength from the feet to the legs to the waist, a spine like a dragon, a punch out.

"That's a lot of strength! What a hard muscle! ”

Mo Wentian Sword Blade slashed across his arm, tearing a layer of clothing, revealing the bronze muscles inside, leaving only a red mark.

Zhou Yi's fist is mighty, and the wind knife technique has been integrated into the fist technique.

The strong wind on the top of the mountain made Zhou Yi's speed power go to the next level.

Relying on the horizontal refining of muscles and bones, with majestic strength, forced Mo Wentian to hide everywhere.

Mo Wentian's eyes froze, and his swordsmanship suddenly changed greatly.

A Thousand Illusion Sword!

Countless sword shadows shrouded, and in an instant, more than a dozen Mo Wentian appeared on the sword sealing platform.

"Illusion? No, it's sword intent! ”

Zhou Yi's expression was serious, and his fist technique changed to palm technique to protect his body.

The defensive strength of the successful opening of the stele is unparalleled, and with the dexterous speed of the successful falling flower palm, the palms are like sealing, and the water cannot be splashed.

Sword Intent!

Zhou Yi has not been able to comprehend, in two years, in addition to Mo Wentian, he has also seen two martial arts masters, one with fist intent like substance, and one with sword intent like a wind.

Although the two competitions were won, the lack was extremely difficult.

However, after the victory, whether it is boxing or knife skills, they have gone further, and they also have more understanding of other martial arts.

The integration of the wind knife method into the fist method, and the fusion of the falling flower palm method with the big open stele hand are the means that Zhou Yi gradually explored.

Now, I finally met a master who was proficient in sword intent.

Zhou Yi's many martial arts can only be second-rate in the rivers and lakes, but the consummation realm and the consummation of the essence and qi are not inferior to the secret inheritance of the sect.

There is only one sword technique, which is also the best on the rivers and lakes, and there is a method of sword intent cultivation.

Zhou Yi's mind moved, and the long sword behind his back came out of its sheath and fell into his hand.

Purple Electric Sword!

Xiahou Sword Sutra!

As soon as Zhou Yi was cast, his style changed dramatically in an instant.

The fist method is intended to break the skill with force.

Swordsmanship, become only fast and unbreakable!

"Huh! Purple Electric Sword, you are actually the descendant of Xiahou's kid? ”

Mo Wentian was surprised, he was ninety years old, and he could indeed be called Xiahou Swordsman Boy.

"The younger generation is lucky to inherit the legacy of Xiahou's predecessors."

Zhou Yi's sword was like wind and lightning, and in an instant, hundreds of swords stabbed at more than a dozen phantoms.

Ordinary fast swords, their strength is weak, but they are such a freak as Zhou Yi.

The sword borrows the wind, and the wind helps the sword!

No matter how many clones you change, I will break them with one sword!

One phantom after another was shattered, but Mo Wen's innocent body could never be found.

On the sword sealing platform, there were only dozens of illusory figures like a military formation, and a sword light in the middle was circling rapidly, rushing left and right.

Ji Taizhen, the boss of the three swords of Hengshan and the current head, sighed: "Such a powerful swordsmanship, worthy of Guo Bei's sword saint Zhou Yi, may be able to become the innate grandmaster determined in the past hundred years!" ”

In the past hundred years, both the Demon Sect Leader and the Sword God have disappeared, and they have not been confirmed to be the Grandmaster.

Lu Taiqiu's eyes flickered, and the sword lights in his brain overlapped, and finally painted a scroll of sword scriptures, which was the Xiahou Sword Sutra.

Time passed slowly, after the Xiahou Sword Sutra, there was another volume of the Rolling Fist Palm Footwork in the Shenhai, although it is a widely circulated classic in the rivers and lakes, but it contains all kinds of mysteries.

The Hengshan faction believes in Taoism, and many Taoist classics are sorted out by Lu Taiqiu, who has been immersed in Taoism for decades, and has long been trained to be able to remember it.

The ability to reverse martial arts moves and return to the roots was discovered five years ago.

At that time, a senior master of the Huashan Sword Sect learned swordsmanship with his master, and Lu Taiqiu returned to his roots and deduced the Huashan swordsmanship.

Lu Taiqiu muttered to himself: "What is really powerful about this son is that he is invulnerable, there is such a genius in the world!" ”

"Such an understanding is definitely not the category of an innate grandmaster, it is the reincarnation of a land immortal!"