Chapter 71 Linghu has an epiphany

Looking at the Dugu Nine Swords of the Night Wind, Ling Hu Chong's eyes gradually fell into a state that he didn't even know, and the Dugu Nine Swords were constantly practiced in his mind, and the swordsmanship of the senior brother was constantly confirmed, and slowly he felt that his swordsmanship realm was growing at an incredible speed, and the swordsmanship that had fallen into a bottleneck also had some different changes.

And some of the problems that he couldn't figure out in the past were also in this state like an enlightenment, and he understood why Uncle Feng Tai once said that Dugu Nine Swords, pay attention to the speed of the sword, and kill the enemy with lightning speed. But it's fast to the extreme, but at the same time, Dugu Jiujian pays attention to slowness, only slow, can there be sword intent, momentum, and power.

Although Night Wind was fighting with the black-clothed curtain man, his divine sense also sensed the surrounding movements at any time, he didn't want to be made dumplings because of carelessness, after all, he knew that there was not only one black-clothed curtain man in the jungle, and at this time, he found the state of the fox chong. He was suddenly slightly stunned in his heart, he didn't expect that Ling Hu Chong could enter the epiphany that people in the martial arts dream of at this time.

"It's worthy of being the protagonist!

Although he was a little envious in his heart, he still sent a message to Liang Fa, asking him to protect Ling Hu Chong at any time and not let people disturb him.

Liang Faben was immersed in the battle between the night wind and the black-clothed curtain man, but when he heard the voice from the senior brother, he was stunned for a moment, and woke up from the battle between the two, looking at Ling Hu Chong beside him with envy, and suddenly did not dare to be careless and blocked in front of him.

After a fierce battle, gradually, the mystery of the Sunflower Treasure Book was realized by the night wind, and then it was dismantled by the night wind, turned into parts, turned into trivial things, and touched the deepest mystery.

He found that although the black-clothed curtain man's sunflower book had undergone some changes, he had lost the most important point of the sunflower book, that is, the so-called solitary yin does not rise, and the solitary yang does not give birth! When the sunflower treasure book has not yet been practiced to the extreme, he actually pursues the way of change, but loses the most basic yin and yang to help each other. From this point of view, although the black-clothed curtain man is higher than Dongfang's undefeated cultivation, he believes that Dongfang's undefeated potential is greater than that of the black-clothed curtain!

The night wind sword moves changed, and the Dugu Nine Sword became more violent, the sword-breaking style and the arrow-breaking style operated with each other, mixed with an indestructible sword intent, and between the changes, he vaguely touched a trace of the realm of the sword.

In the past, Night Wind thought that the sword intent was the way of the sword, just like the artistic conception of the breeze and the sentient sword intent he understood, but with the gradual improvement of the realm of swordsmanship, he realized that the way of the sword and the sword intent are fundamentally two different things, if the sword intent is the root, then the way of the sword is the trunk.

"Brush!"

The sword moves changed, in the blink of an eye, two hundred moves had passed, with the deepening of the comprehension of the sword moves, the deepening of the cracking of the Sunflower Treasure Book, Dugu Jiujian was unable to hold each other from the beginning, and the night wind gradually occupied a trace of the upper hand.

In fact, the battle has already ended the battle quickly by now, after all, he has already learned all about the sunflower treasure book of the black-clothed curtain man, and he has no interest in taking charge, but after glancing at Ling Hu Chong, who is still immersed in a state of epiphany, he can only suppress the killing intent in his heart, continue to stalemate, and continue to show the lonely nine swords one by one.

After a fierce battle of three hundred moves, the black-clothed curtain man was a little unbearable, and his heart suddenly became anxious, and he saw that this victory was slim, at the beginning, with the help of the night wind's interest in the "Sunflower Treasure Book", he insisted on more than 100 moves;

"Am I going to die here today?"

The black-clothed curtain man couldn't help but think a little desperately. "No! I can't die yet, I won't watch the Hades Palace being destroyed, I will never be reconciled! But do I really want to show my identity? No! It's not time yet, and now the Huashan faction is not the opponent of the Hades Palace, so I can't do this!"

"That's it, I have no choice but to perform a trick - Sunflower to the Sun! I hope this child can catch Night Wind!"

Thinking about it, the black-clothed curtain man had a trace of hesitation, after all, this move is the strongest trick in the Sunflower Treasure Book, maybe under this move, Night Wind will be killed by him, if Night Wind is really killed, then he is a sinner of the Huashan faction, but if he doesn't use it, he will be killed or captured by Night Wind sooner or later.

In this way, there is no way for him to return to the Hades Palace, so the hatred of the Huashan faction can no longer be avenged, and his thirty years of undercover work cannot be in vain, as the suppression of the night wind grows bigger and bigger. He finally couldn't help but scream.

"Boy, look at my trick! Sunflower to the sun!"

As he spoke, the qi and blood on the black-clothed curtain man suddenly increased, and an indescribable strange moment appeared, and the night wind suddenly felt a palpitation, and his body retreated like lightning.

And at the moment when the night wind receded, the body of the black-clothed curtain man who had originally rushed towards the night wind suddenly rushed towards the jungle, his body was like light smoke, and it disappeared in a flash, and he only saw a trace of his back in the eyes of the night wind, and he didn't even have time to stop it.

"What kind of light skill is this, how fast is it? Not even under my light skill?"

Night Wind looked at the disappearing figure of the black-clothed curtain man blankly, and said in shock, if he had known that this black-clothed curtain man had such a move, he would have killed him a long time ago, now it's good, if the black-clothed curtain man passed on the martial arts of the Huashan faction, then he would become a sinner of the Huashan faction, thinking of this, Night Wind shivered coldly.

"No, I have to kill him, I can't keep such a master who is proficient in Huashan martial arts!"

A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, looking at Ling Hu Chong, who was still in an epiphany, Ye Feng turned his head to Liang Fa and said, "Third Senior Brother, you are guarding the Second Senior Brother here, I must kill this black-clothed curtain man, otherwise our Huashan Sect will be in big trouble!"

"Yes, Senior Brother!" Liang Fa replied respectfully, of course he knew Ye Feng's thoughts, after all, a master who had mastered many martial arts of the Huashan Sect was indeed a great threat to the future of the Huashan Sect, although these martial arts were not the best in the Huashan Sect now, but they were all secrets of the Huashan Sect. If he is used by someone with a heart, he feels terrible when he thinks about it.

After the night wind instructed Liang Fa, he didn't delay any longer, and his figure flashed in an instant, disappearing in front of Liang Fa, along the way he came, the night wind ran quickly all the way to the front, constantly jumping on the big tree, but as the ambush got closer and closer, the more anxious his heart became.

"But you have to catch it!"

I couldn't help praying in my heart, but I kicked the trunk of the tree quickly under my feet, and my body shuttled through the jungle like lightning.

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