The world's martial arts are invincible, only fast and unbreakable!

There is no fixed swordsmanship, no fixed moves.

Regardless of the opponent, it is a sword, a knife, a stick, or something else. As long as he is faster than him, so fast that he can't react, before he can respond, he has already killed him with a sword. There is no way to deal with it, there is no way to crack it.

Of course, this is based on the fact that there is not much difference in the cultivation realm, after all, it is not just a matter of talking about reducing ten of your strength.

This speed is not just simple fast, but built on a certain foundation.

Strength, experience, skill, and strategy are all infinitely fast, unpredictable, and difficult to react to.

Lin Qianmo glanced at the place where the exercise cheats in the mind world were placed, there were no new cheats dropping here, only a black and white light floating there.

"What is this?"

The system intimately solves Lin Qianmo's doubts: "Ximen Blowing Snow's swordsmanship has no moves, no style, and is eclectic, this light is its sword intent, and everything needs to be understood by the host itself." ”

"I see." Lin Qianmo nodded clearly, "You named the sword intent 'Sword God Smile', I'll just say, I have never read Ximen Blowing Snow's swordsmanship moves from the ancient heroes." ”

Lin Qianmo looked at the black and white light again, and his consciousness approached the light and touched.

As soon as his consciousness came into contact, Lin Qianmo suddenly felt a bone-piercing chill passing through his consciousness, and a sword light burst out in his mind, if the real dragon went out to sea, like a phoenix dancing for nine days, no matter what obstacle it was, no matter what obstruction, just this sword, all of it would be killed!

Lin Qianmo's mind was attracted by the sword light.

In a trance.

He saw a person derived from the sword light, white clothes like snow, holding a long sword, his face was blurred, but the pair of black and white eyes revealed the sword intent.

Suddenly.

The man moved, and the long sword in his hand emitted a cold light, and he was shocked.

The cold light is not in front, not in the back, not on the left, not on the right, as if it has never been alarmed, and it seems that it was there originally.

With a straight sword, it swept across the sky, slashed across the earth, and changed the color of heaven and earth.

And there is only this sword left in heaven and earth!

Fast! It's really fast!

Lin Qianmo didn't see clearly how the person in white Ruoxue made the sword, the sword was fast to the extreme, fast to a boundary.

This kind of sword speed is simply too terrifying.

Even with Lin Qianmo's current cultivation, in the face of this sword, he was also unable to react and dodge.

After the man in white was like snow with this sword, the sword light began to dissipate. The black and white light also disappeared from the world of his mind.

Wait until the light is completely gone.

Lin Qianmo woke up like a dream.

"This sword is really amazing!"

Lin Qianmo was amazed, at this time, he was still in a trance, but the essence and momentum of that sword were already deeply imprinted in the depths of his mind, and it was difficult to forget.

"This sword, if it goes further, it is out of the category of martial arts, and the skill is close to the Tao!"

Without too much speculation, Lin Qianmo closed his eyes, and took advantage of the deepest moment when the other party was the sword, and recalled attentively, pondered carefully, and absorbed the essence of the gods.

Long.

Lin Qianmo opened his eyes, his right hand was raised, his mind turned, and the Ling Shuang Sword appeared in his hand.

"Buzz!"

There was a slight sound of the blade of the sword cutting through the air, and a chill rose in the room.

Seconds passed.

There was a stab.

The rag that hung on the drying rack in the room was broken in two, the break was smooth and flat, and there was not a single thread protruding.

"I only got two points of divine essence, no!"

Lin Qianmo shook his head.

"If you want to fully comprehend this sword, you still need to practice hard."

As for how to practice hard, Lin Qianmo already had specific ideas.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold.

Whether it's a tangible sword move or an invisible sword intent.

Its roots are all evolved from basic swordsmanship.

And the basic swordsmanship is to stab, pick, split, wipe, pull, tease, break, and point.

Of these foundations, thorns are the key.

Turning the stab into instinct is the first step in developing a quick sword.

Three thousand swords a day, in the flesh alone.

Do what you think.

Of course, the room didn't quite fit.

Lin Qianmo changed into a shirt from his backpack, and after tidying up a little, he quietly went out of the room.

In the county, it is extremely easy to find a quiet place.

Lin Qianmo came to the open remote place, his mind turned, and the Ling Shuang Sword appeared in his right hand, stabbing.

For a while, the sound of brushing was endless.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Qianmo finished stabbing the last sword, and the muscles in his arm trembled at a high frequency.

Three thousand swords, each sword, with all his might, even with his current physical strength, he felt a little unbearable.

He felt as if his right hand was now bound to a hundred-pound boulder.

"It's not the limit yet! When you are almost used to this intensity, add another 2,000 times, and you will stab faster. ”

Lin Qianmo was sure in his heart, and he used the true qi in his body to relieve the fatigue of the muscles and bones of his right arm.

After a while, the Ling Shuang Sword changed to his left hand, stabbing it!

A true master will not leave the enemy with a flaw, the left hand is as important as the right hand!

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