A majestic city was like a giant beast, entrenched in the distant plains. The tall walls stretched for dozens of miles, enveloping the city tightly. On the city walls, there are batteries every twenty meters and a sentry post every fifty meters. Standing on the city wall, you can see any wind and grass around you, and there is nowhere to hide.

The powerful alarm guard system, dense fire attack equipment, and incomparably wide monitoring field of view make Qingfeng City itself impregnable and difficult to attack, and at the same time, it has the strategic conditions to actively counterattack and destroy the enemy.

As one of the five ancient cities in Qingyang County, Qingfeng City really lives up to its reputation.

Walking to the gate of Qingfeng City, looking up at the huge plaque on the city gate, Jian Wuya felt an incomparably sharp aura, which was raging from the three big characters of Qingfeng City.

This is the sword intent, and it is the breath that only Dacheng's sword intent has! The person who engraved these three words is a sword cultivator, and he is a sword cultivator who has comprehended Dacheng's sword intent.

Slowly closing his eyes, as a sword spirit god body, Jian Wuyan was born with a unique attraction to sword intent. At this moment, Jian Wuya had already devoted himself to these three words. The soul feels the sword intent contained in the words, and the body feels the sharpness brought by the words, and the sword is cultivating its own sword intent!

"Grandpa Liu, what's wrong with Sword Gongzi?"

Seeing Jian Wuya standing motionless in front of the city gate, Su Lengyue just wanted to push him, but was stopped by Liu Shan.

"Jian Xiaoyou seems to have entered a state of epiphany, in this state, you must not wake him up directly, otherwise you will lose the opportunity for enlightenment, and even go crazy!"

Smacking his lips, Liu Shan looked at Jian Wuyan, who was having an epiphany, with envy, and said with yearning in his tone.

"Epiphany is an extremely rare state of mind that is hard to come by. Once a person falls into this state, his perceptual ability will be discovered to the extreme, and he can easily comprehend various Dao methods and artistic conceptions, and may even cultivate them thoroughly. ”

"However, such a rare cultivation method as Epiphany can only be done by those extremely talented Heavenly Heroes. And those monks with mediocre talents, even if they are extremely poor all their lives, will not be able to have an epiphany. ”

"So what do you do now? Just stand here and wait?"

Su Lengyue was eager to enter the city to buy the medicinal materials needed by Jian Wuyan, so she couldn't wait at all.

"Hmm... You guys go in first, I'll take care of Jian Xiaoyou outside, and I'll meet at the Qingfeng Auction later. ”

"Well, good. ”

After speaking, Su Lengyue hurriedly entered the city with the people of the Su family, leaving Liu Shan to wait in place for Jian Wuya's epiphany to end.

At this time, the sword is boundless, as if it is in a battlefield, surrounded by broken walls and ruins, collapsed and broken statues, scattered in various positions on the battlefield. The ground was covered with scars and countless huge craters, and it was vaguely clear that this was once a palace, but it had been completely destroyed. The terrifying traces of the battle left behind tell that there was once a shocking battle here.

In front of Jian Wuyan, there were two figures standing in the distance. The old man on the right was dressed in white, with a fluttering white beard, and a fairy wind and bones, like a heavenly immortal. The young man on the left in a black power suit was full of murderous energy, and his eyes were blood-red, just like a demon from hell.

Both of them held a three-foot Qingfeng in their hands, the two edges were confronting each other in the air, and the swords in their hands were also faintly trembling, and a battle between sword cultivators was about to kick off.

"Huh!"

As if they had a soul, the two disappeared in place at the same time, and then collided violently.

"Hammer!"

The sword blades in the hands of the two collided, and a brilliant spark erupted, and the invisible qi waves generated by the collision of the true yuan swept away in all directions, leaving deep sword marks on those broken walls.

"Hammer!"

The old man in white and the young man in the strong suit fought together, the sword light was intertwined, the cold light was everywhere, there was no trace of the flow of true yuan on the body of the two, and there were only two sharp sword intent in the space that kept fighting, this was a competition of sword intent!

"Wind, shadowless!"

"Flame, heartburn!"

After the sword intent battle was fruitless, the artistic conception of wind and fire suddenly burst out from the bodies of the two. Under the addition of the artistic conception of the wind, the old man in white is like the wind, ethereal and unpredictable, and every attack is unpredictable.

The monstrous flames enveloped the young man's body, making him without the slightest flaw. The addition of the artistic conception of fire makes every action of the young man full of a sense of power, and every attack is like a fire burning the world, driving away all evil and clearing the world.

The red power and the cyan power confronted each other on the shattered battlefield, and for a while they couldn't tell the winner, which was cheap for the sword that stood on the sidelines and watched the battle.

Knowing that the opportunity could not be missed, Jian Wuya immediately sat down, quietly comprehending the sword intent and wind and fire artistic conception pervading the battlefield, wanting to completely comprehend it.

As early as when Jian Wuyan was in his previous life, he had already comprehended the perfect sword intent. When the sword world ascended to the position of the sword god, the perfect sword intent almost reached the realm, and on the Fengyun Continent, no one could match it in the sword path, and no one dared to violate the power of the sword god.

Now that the sword world has been reborn, although the cultivation and sword intent are no longer what they used to be, the memories left over from the previous life are still there, and the experience of cultivating the sword intent is still in the mind, so in this life, the sword is endless, and it will become easier to get twice the result with half the effort.

"Everything in the world passes away, but time is eternal. The vicissitudes of change in the way of heaven, let you be peerless, invincible, and will eventually turn into a handful of loess, red and pink skeletons. ”

"Although I will die, my sword intent will follow my will and be immortal in the world forever!"

"Immortal... Immortal, immortal sword intent, the way of heaven is immortal, my heart is immortal. Only immortality can exist in the world forever like heaven and earth!"

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a sharp mang with immortal artistic conception shot out of Jian Wuya's eyes and disappeared into the sky. At this point, the immortal sword intent of the boundless sword was finally comprehended.

"Old thing, don't you understand the truth that the wind fuels the fire!"

With a roar, the body of the young man in the power suit was full of red light, and a palpitating flame emanated from his body, and with the help of the artistic conception of the old man's wind, it quickly flooded the entire battlefield.

"Flame, annihilation!"

"Poof!"

The body was drowned in a sea of fire, and the old man opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, completely defeated.

The battle ended in a burst of fire, and with the victory of the young man in the power suit, Jian Wuya returned to the real world.

"Sword friend, how do you feel?"

Seeing that Jian Wuya had woken up, Liu Shan suddenly greeted him, looked at the former with anticipation in his eyes, and asked eagerly.

"It's okay, I'm lucky, I've cultivated a sword intent, and I'm already very satisfied. ”

Jian Wuya said lightly, as if he was narrating a trivial matter. But Liu Shan was not so calm, at this time, his eyes were wide, his mouth was open enough to put down an egg, and his face was full of incredulity.

"Sword Xiaoyou, you have only built the cultivation of the foundation realm double, and you have cultivated the sword intent, this... That's too wicked, isn't it?"

And what Liu Shan didn't know was that the dual artistic conception of wind and fire, Jian Wuya had already touched the threshold, and he was just about to master it completely with one kick!