A quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Yi consumed more than one-third of his internal qi, and he was still trapped in countless phantoms.

Each phantom is like a real person, and when it fights, the power of the sword is exactly the same.

"Such a sword technique can already be called a spell!"

The phantom shattered one by one, and Zhou Yi's swordsmanship became faster and faster.

Zhou Yi firmly believed that the speed of killing the phantom exceeded the speed of appearance, and the sword intent of the phantom was self-defeating.

There are many ways to crack the phantom sword on the rivers and lakes, and only Zhou Yi does this.

Comprehensive strength and speed, to break the skill!

Zhou Yi no longer cared about the real body and phantom body at this time, but took out the sword faster.

The purple electric sword really turned into a purple lightning, and gradually grew from ten swords in one breath to fifteen swords.

After that, it was as fast as one breath and twenty swords, and it was still no match for the Thousand Illusion Sword Intent, no matter how many Phantom Bodies Zhou Yi killed, it couldn't compare to its appearance speed.

At this time, it is already the limit of Zhouyi, even if the body is exercised inside and outside, there is no defect or leakage, there is a limit.

One breath and twenty swords is the limit.

The purple electric sword kept humming, and simply relying on strength and speed to swing the sword, Rao is a divine weapon left by the Xiahou swordsman, and he was about to be unable to withstand it.

"It's not enough! The speed of Xiahou swordsman's sword is unbeatable in the world! I could be faster! ”

Zhou Yi kept drawing out his sword, and the whole person was like a machine, bursting out one after another, and he was already approaching the limit.

Mo Wentian's pressure is no less than Zhou Yi's, if it weren't for the sword intent left by the sect patriarch on the sword sealing platform, the Thousand Illusions Sword Intent would have been broken long ago.

The ancestors of the Hengshan faction practiced swords and realized swords in the Fengjian platform, and they have left countless imprints for hundreds of years, and have formed a mysterious place.

Whether Feng Jiantai practices Hengshan swordsmanship or performs Hengshan swordsmanship, it is like divine help.

The long-standing sects have this ancestral land, such as Shaolin Tallinn, Wudang Jinding, and the spiritual imprint of countless ancestors, so that the younger generations can practice quickly to ensure the inheritance.

Zhou Yi didn't know the secret of inheritance, but Mo Wentian's strength was terrifying, and the mysteries of swordsmanship alone were no longer inferior to the innate grandmaster.

"There is a saying in the Xiahou Sword Sutra, the sword is when you see it, and the sword is the sword when you see it...... God and sword together! ”

"The sword is in harmony with the gods!"

Zhou Yifu was in the same spirit, and when he came out of the sword, he had already used the know-how in the swordsmanship.

[Spell: Edgeworthiness.]

Grade: Tier 1

Description: The heart quenches the sword, the sword and the god are combined, the god goes, the sword is coming! 】

The sword technique is more than one layer higher than the Xiahou Sword Sutra, but there is one thing in common, that is, the description of the sword and the god.

Xiahou swordsman comprehended the sword intent of the world, known as the world's first sword saint, and his path was naturally connected with the sword master.

Zhou Yi's divine thoughts were attached to the purple electric sword, and at first the divine thoughts were not in harmony with his body.

The divine thought is too fast, and the heart is superb, there is almost no upper limit of speed, and the speed of the sword can't keep up.

Ordinary swordsmen have realized this level and have already embarked on the path of fast sword sword intent cultivation.

Constantly looking for a way for God and sword to match, more than ten years and decades of understanding, maybe he can become the next Xiahou swordsman.

Zhou Yi is different, he has practiced the spell sword technique, and he has already known how to integrate the god and the sword.

From being uncoordinated to the sword following the gods, it only took a quarter of an hour.

Wherever the mind goes, the sword intent follows.

"Could it be that in this world, there are really people who are born to know?"

Mo Wentian witnessed with his own eyes that Zhou Yi went from not knowing anything to comprehending, and then he cultivated the sword intent of the fast sword.

There are at least a dozen famous sword intents in the world, and the strongest of them is the fast sword.

Only fast is not broken!

Speed to a certain extent, the same represents strength!

Zhou Yi went from one to purple electricity, turning into more than a dozen streamers, fast to the extreme, and turning one into ten.

No matter how many phantom bodies there were in the Thousand Illusion Sword Intent, all of them were killed at the same time, as if they were one sword, but in fact, dozens of swords came out in an instant.

The phantom bodies of the siege are as slow as snails.

Zhou Yi took out his sword in an instant, and more than a dozen phantom bodies were destroyed at the same time, and Mo Wen's innocent body could no longer dodge, and was directly blasted away by the violent force.

Zhou Yi felt that the speed of everything had slowed down, and he could clearly see that when the disciples of the Hengshan Sect exclaimed, their mouths slowly opened and closed, like a picture playing slowly.

"This is the sword intent of the fast sword, similar to bullet time!"

In just a few breaths, Zhou Yi only felt a weakness in his spirit, as if he hadn't slept for several days, and instantly retreated from the sword intent.

Only then did he notice a half-foot-long scar on Mo Wentian's chest, dripping with blood, and the divine doctor of the Hengshan faction was doing his best to diagnose and treat it.

The Three Musketeers of Hengshan, as well as many disciples of the Hengshan Sect, looked at each other angrily and drew their swords at each other.

"The junior just had a slight understanding, and he couldn't control it for a while, and he missed and injured Senior Mo." Zhou Yi took out a jade bottle from his arms and handed it to Ji Taizhen, the head of Hengshan.

"This is the predecessor of Huang Huang, a whale rider in the East China Sea, a secret strange flower jade dew pill, which can be used internally and externally, and has miraculous effects regardless of internal and external injuries."

Ji Taizhen's face was a little better, and he could see the scene just now, Zhou Yi seemed to have entered a certain artistic conception, and only then did he rebel against the disadvantage in an instant and defeat Shizun.

The Strange Flower Jade Dew Pill is worthy of being a world-famous elixir, and the effect is amazing, don't ask to take one pill in the day, crush the wound and put it on, and wake up after a while.

"Mr. Zhou's strength and talent are even more amazing than that Song swordsman, and he is ashamed of himself."

Mo Wentian had already penetrated the eight veins, and after waking up, the strong internal force was running and stabilizing the injury.

"The seniors are humble, the juniors are lucky to understand, and thank the seniors for feeding them."

"Don't talk about seniors and juniors in the future, I'm crazy about how old you are, call you Xiaoyou. You have just comprehended the sword intent, and you need to have a good sense of warmth and yang, and you will naturally be able to complete your spirit. ”

"If you achieve innateness in the future, I hope that Xiaoyou can come to Hengshan to discuss the sword."

Mo Wentian comprehended the Thousand Illusions Sword Intent for decades, and pointed out some subtleties, which made Zhou Yi suddenly enlightened.

"Hengshan swordsmanship is famous all over the world, and there is more than one innate grandmaster, and I admire it. When everything is understood, I will definitely come to Hengshan to make an appointment, and then discuss the sword with Brother Mo. ”

Zhou Yi did not procrastinate, made a covenant to discuss the sword in the future, and turned around to leave the sword sealing platform.

Ji Taizhen, the head of Hengshan, personally sent him down the mountain, leading the way in front of him, and completely in the posture of a junior.

"Ji Daoyou don't have to be polite, I am also a member of the Daomen, and the Dao number is Chixiao."

"Chixiao's seniors don't want to joke, you have a relationship with your master's peers, since you are the seniors of Hengshan's questioning generation, the younger generations don't dare to mess with the rules of the ancestors."

Zhou Yi was stunned, why did he suddenly become a generation of Hengshan faction questioners.

After descending the mountain.

Zhou Yi rode on his horse and went straight to Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

After two years, the sword test Jiangnan finally touched the threshold of spiritual perfection.

If you go back to recuperate for a period of time, you will be able to connect with the aura of heaven and earth and step into the innate grandmaster.

Along the way, Zhou Yi kept trying to enter the fast sword sword intent, and finally was able to control the fast sword sword intent.

Enter the sword intent in an instant, and exit the sword intent in an instant.

Casting sword intent in this way, not only is the sword technique unpredictable in the rapid and slow, but it also does not put much pressure on the divine soul.

"The fast sword sword intent is really terrifying, and if you use the sword intent with a divine weapon, you may be able to kill me in an instant."

Zhou Yi's muscles and bones are not leaking inside and out, after all, he is still flesh and blood.

Not to mention that the sharp weapons of the gods cut iron like clay, Zhou Yi also has vulnerabilities in his body.

No matter the eyes and ear holes, pierced in an instant, how can there be a reason to live.