Divine consciousness, different from sword intent, is a sublimation of the spiritual power of the Grandmaster realm, although in terms of the current divine consciousness of the night wind, it can only interfere with the distance of a hundred meters around, and it cannot be like the legendary sword flying, killing people a hundred miles away, but it is enough to deal with Zhuge Qing, who has a peerless peak realm.

However, in the face of such an opponent who can hone his own swordsmanship, how can the night wind let it go, not to mention that the person who cultivates is going against the sky, if he is easily defeated by difficulties, how can he say against the sky, in his opinion, walking against the sky is fearful of life and death, not afraid of hardship.

As the two continued to fight, Night Wind's sentient sword path gradually adapted to Zhuge Qing's sword intent, and continued to transform under Zhuge Qing's blows, coupled with the continuous integration of the way of yin and yang, it can be said that he is always improving.

Gradually, Night Wind fell into an indescribable state, and the sword technique in his hand suddenly changed, becoming more mysterious and unpredictable, it was originally a sword stabbing at Zhuge Qing's ribs, but in the blink of an eye, it stabbed towards his throat.

There was no warning at all.

"What a mysterious swordsmanship! ”

Ruthless kendo is to keep oneself in an absolutely calm state, to be in harmony with heaven and earth, to achieve a state where heaven and earth are me, and I am heaven and earth, and always blend with heaven and earth.

Zhuge Qing, who was in this realm, could have grasped the weakness of Night Wind's swordsmanship at all times, making it easier to defeat his opponent, but what he never expected was that Night Wind not only made rapid progress in the process of fighting him, but under his persecution, he entered the epiphany that martial arts practitioners dreamed of.

"Looks like he can't keep his hand!" "The longer he fought with Night Wind, the more he could feel the horror of Night Wind, and although he still had the upper hand, if he let Night Wind continue like this, he would be in danger.

"Ruthless Thirteen Swords!" is Zhuge Qing's peerless swordsmanship created by combining many swordsmanship that he has learned, although he paid an unimaginable price to create this set of swordsmanship, but the power of swordsmanship did not disappoint him, and even he relied on this set of swordsmanship to defeat the Heaven and Earth Pavilion Lord who had defeated him under the sword in only three moves, although the swordsmanship of the night wind is also exquisite enough, but he believes that his set of swordsmanship is enough to slash the night wind under the sword.

A sword slashed out, the heavens and the earth changed color, and for a while, a sword intent that was above the heavens and the earth emanated from his body, as if the entire heaven and earth were filled with a sword intent that rushed to the sky and slashed down at the night wind.

At this time, Ye Feng, who was in an epiphany, didn't seem to feel the rejection between heaven and earth, his expression was indifferent, and his bright eyes were full of sword light.

Swimming in the sea of swordsmanship in his mind, he kept changing his posture of the sword, and as the swordsmanship in his hand became more and more mysterious, the eyes of the night wind became brighter and brighter.

Seeing that Zhuge Qing's sword was slashing straight at him with a sky-high sword intent.

Night Wind suddenly raised his head, looked at the ubiquitous sword light in the heavens and the earth, and smiled, a smile from the heart that made him look amazing at this time.

Yin and yang rise, yang and yin come out, yin and yang are a great road, so why should we divide what is ruthless and ruthless, the so-called Tao is ruthless but affectionate. Wrong, wrong! Hahaha! I finally came to my senses. ”

As soon as the words of the night wind fell, the body of the night wind shook suddenly, and a momentum that was beyond the heavens and the earth rushed towards the sky in an instant, and the sword intent that seemed to be blowing on the face suddenly changed, and in an instant, a mellow sword intent suddenly rose.

In the sea of swordsmanship, he finally integrated the Qingfeng Nine Swords with the swordsmanship he had learned before, and even added the "Thirteen Swords of Wind and Cloud" he created to finally form a new swordsmanship, and the opening of the swordsmanship bottleneck gave him a new understanding of the swordsmanship he had learned in the past.

A sword avenue faintly opened the door to him.

As soon as the sword technique came out, the wind changed with the clouds, and in an instant, a flawless sword intent seemed to be faintly revealed from his sword, and the condensation of the sword intent was simply different from the beginning.

"No! I can't go on any longer, I have to keep him today, or I'll be my lifelong enemy in the future. ”

Hearing the laughter of the night wind, Zhuge Qing's originally indifferent and abnormal face suddenly flashed a trace of anxiety, the Tao is ruthless, but people may not be desireless, the sword is unparalleled, it seems to be slow, like flowing clouds, but in fact, the last to come first, in an instant, the two swords collide again.

"Dang!"

An earth-shattering sound of gold and iron echoed in the air, scattering in all directions, and the faint waves pierced the space, raising the surrounding trees one after another, flying upside down into the distance.

Between the lightning and flint, the two staggered.

A drop of blood dripped down Zhuge Qing's wrist and fell to the ground, so bright red.

"What a sharp sword, originally the old man thought that the old man's ruthless thirteen swords were already the best swordsmanship in the world, but I didn't expect your swordsmanship to be good!"

Lowering his head and looking at the sword wound on his wrist, Zhuge Qing doubted for the first time whether he was old, you must know that before, although he knew from the Skynet intelligence that Night Wind's martial arts were so high that he could be regarded as the first master of his youth, but he still scoffed at it, and he never expected that after the epiphany, his swordsmanship was no less strong than his own, and he was even injured.

"The seniors are not weak!, but the seniors failed to slash the night under the sword just now, so then it's time for the night to fight back, seniors be careful!"

Although Zhuge Qing had the intention to kill him, in the face of such an opponent who was not weaker than him in terms of swordsmanship and cultivation, Yefeng was still full of respect and had nothing to do with right or wrong.

As soon as the word "be careful!" fell, the sword of the night wind moved, and a sword that seemed to come from the sky seemed to break through the limitations of space and time in an instant, and appeared on Zhuge Qing's chest out of thin air.

The amorous swordsman is ruthless with the sword, and the cultivation is ruthless!

In this sword, he not only integrated his own comprehension of the sentient sword way, but also added a trace of the yin and yang path that he had just fused, and his will was immersed in it, and it was precisely because of this that his sword intent became stronger and stronger.

The speed of the sword was so fast that even Zhuge Qing didn't react, raised his hand, swung his sword, and in an instant, the long sword facing the night wind slashed out his strongest sword, although it was in a hurry, but he also tried his best.

The two swords collided, touched, and Zhuge Qing suddenly flew upside down.

Zhuge Qing fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, this sword had already caused him to suffer internal injuries, although he couldn't see it from the outside, but he could feel that the meridians in his body had been destroyed by this powerful sword intent, although the injury was not serious, it was still difficult to recover without more than half a month of cultivation.

"What's the name of this sword?" Zhuge Qing struggled, staggered to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked expressionlessly. The hand holding the sword never let go, and as a swordsman, he was unwilling to let the sword be disgraced.

As if it wasn't him who was injured just now, although he lost, he lost completely, not in the realm, but in the comprehension of the kendo, he has been known as a kendo genius since he was a child, and he was trampled under his feet in the place where he was most proud, and he also lost in the cultivation realm and his own equivalent juniors, this is a real skill inferior to people, but he did not feel any unfairness, but he was unwilling.

Because the other party has already come to this point at a young age, how can he be willing to make him the first person in kendo all his life? You must know that he has given up too much for the cultivation of kendo, but he didn't expect that even though he thought that he would sweep the world when he reappeared this time, he lost to a young junior of the Huashan faction, and this was still self-inflicted.

As soon as he thought of this, he felt even more disheartened.

"This is a sword that the junior just had an epiphany, and the junior named it "Wind and Cloud Without a Shadow", what do the seniors think?" The night breeze smiled indifferently, making him look more elegant.

"Okay!good!good!cough, cough!" Zhuge Qing shouted three times excitedly, but he accidentally touched his internal organs, coughed violently, and his sword intent was broken, he seemed to have a change in mood, and a stream of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself regardless of it: "It's really a good move!

The Bo of life and death, are you going to die? I just saw a higher level of sword intent, if he can digest today's battle, I'm afraid he will go one step further and enter the realm of the grandmaster he dreamed of, but now he is going to die? Although he is a little unwilling, but so what, there is no regret medicine in the world, if he has not taken over the task of the pavilion master, and has not been the enemy of the night wind, he will not die, but if so, he may not be able to contact that powerful sword intent for the rest of his life.

Perhaps, this is fate, Zhuge Qing closed his eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly, at this moment, "Qiang!" As the long sword entered the sheath, the night wind said a sentence: "You go!." ”

Zhuge Qing didn't seem to believe what Yu Shichao said, his meridians had been damaged, and he had no strength to fight again, and the night wind only needed a slight send-off of the long sword, which was enough to kill him, but now he actually wanted to let him go? Isn't this a joke? What's more, just now he was still thinking about his life?

"You say, can I go?" Zhuge Qing opened his eyes and looked at the night breeze in disbelief, a long gray beard fluttering in the wind.

"Yes!" Night Breeze replied faintly, turning his back to him, and with the breeze blowing through his long hair, it looked so different in his eyes.

"Why?" Zhuge Qing came back to his senses, his eyes returned to indifference, and he asked coldly.

"No why? Maybe it's the lack of a respectable opponent on the rivers and lakes!" The night wind standing on his back, in Zhuge Qing's eyes, revealed a lonely look, maybe as he said, with the current cultivation of the night wind, whether it is swordsmanship or cultivation, except for the legendary Penglai Holy Land, there are few opponents.

He didn't know what kind of mood Dugu was like back then, but for him, this was a very complicated mentality, and although Zhuge Qing came to kill him, but in his opinion, this opponent was enough to be his sharpening stone for a period of time, and when he hadn't broken through the grandmaster realm to reach the upper limit, he didn't want to wear down his will, and it was a blessing for him to have such an opponent.

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