He carefully recalled the time when he first comprehended the sword intent and used the sword intent.

Since its Longquan Tu Qingfeng's swordsmanship relied on the mysterious space in his mind to ascend to the Great Perfection, it has become the current Longyuan Dance Qingfeng, although the effect has not been reduced, and even enhanced in other aspects, but the magical ability that can make oneself enter the state of sword intent has gradually disappeared.

The comparison between the two can't be said to be good or bad, after all, Chen Han himself has already comprehended the sword intent, and he will not need that Longquan Tu Qingfeng to enter that state of sword intent at other times, but since this sword technique has disappeared, whether it is against the enemy or what, relatively speaking, Chen Han has not used the sword intent.

It's just that he inadvertently used it again when he killed Tianhe Company's yellow-clothed waigang in middle age before, and unlike the period when he hadn't entered the martial arts period, once he became a martial artist and comprehended the use of true qi, that kind of sword intent seemed to have changed from an ethereal feeling before to a move that could really be released.

It's just that his requirements for users are really high. A few months ago, that sword had drained all of Chen Han's true qi and physical strength, even though he was only in the innate stage at that time. But even now, Chen Han still remembers this terrifying consumption.

Recalling the scene when Lin Qinglan first taught him 'Longquan Tu Qingfeng', Chen Han was even in a bit of a trance during this battle.

'Could it be that the martial arts that have been promoted in this mysterious space in the mind are not necessarily all good? ’

Suddenly, a thought appeared in Chen Han's mind, making him a little suspicious in his heart.

After all, as far as his current self is concerned, the improved Longyuan Dance Qingfeng has a greater increase in his overall attack, but once he enters the state of releasing sword intent, remembering that he can pierce into the outer qi shield released by the outer gang in his innate period, Chen Han frowned for a while.

However, fortunately, he hadn't forgotten that this was now in the battle of a black emperor python, and his body was dodging the python tail and snake head that were constantly attacking, and he began to continue to look for the feeling of sword intent at that time.

At that time, what Lin Qinglan stabbed at him was just an ordinary branch, but it was that dead wood branch, even if Chen Han recalled it now, he still didn't have much ability to resist, thinking that it was the two sword intents of Lin Lao in the mouth of that guy in Li Hai.

The sword, which was like an earth-shattering shock, left a deep impression on Chen Han's heart at that time, like a ray of sunlight suddenly shooting out of the cloudy sky, and like a meteor that quickly slipped down in the endless night.

If there is anything in common, it is the kind of momentum that is indomitable and cuts through the sky.

"yes, that's what it feels like. It's just that at that time, I didn't know much about it, and I could only feel that I couldn't stop it, and even when I comprehended the sword intent later, I only relied on that sword technique to realize it later, and even relied on that sword technique to use it thoroughly. ”

Chen Han muttered, the expression on his face became clearer and clearer, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a hint of a smile.

The next moment, the true qi on Chen Han's body slowly converged, and even the true qi above the sky gradually disappeared, turning into a rusty long sword.

What's even more shocking is that Chen Han's eyes, which were originally contemplative and contemplative, were slowly closed together at this time.

This scene not only made the young man in black who was paying attention to the warriors on the battlefield here and the warriors on that boat, as well as the reinforcements who came at the end, but also looked at the situation here from time to time.

Even the Black Emperor Python, whose body was standing tall and upright, kept spitting letters, was a little unresponsive, and what was going on.

For a while, the black emperor python, who was cunning and suspicious by nature, didn't dare to make any moves, and looked at the opponent with his eyes closed and didn't know what he was doing, and hissing cries appeared in his mouth from time to time.

But no matter how loud it sounded, Chen Han always stood motionless not far from him, his lowered eyebrows and eyes were closed together, his expression was sometimes puzzled, sometimes happy, and finally relieved.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that the Black Emperor Python couldn't hold back any longer.

The snake's head shrank back suddenly, and the next moment it went straight towards where Chen Han was, opened its bloody mouth and pounced directly.

The speed of the snake's head was very fast, and in less than a second, Chen Han's figure was already close at hand, and its open snake kiss that was as high as several people bit directly towards the figure.

The Black Emperor Python's eyes showed a hint of surprise, as if he didn't expect that the opponent who was extremely difficult before could be handled so easily at this time.

But at this moment, the eyes that were already smug suddenly froze.

At this time, the eyes of the white-clothed young man in front of him had been reopened, I don't know if it was an illusion, the feeling that this white-clothed swordsman gave it at this time was completely different from the feeling he gave him before.

If the previous swordsman is a peerless sword hanging on the wall, although people know that this sword must be extremely sharp when it comes out of the sheath, but this sword is still sealed in the sheath after all, without revealing the slightest edge, but now it feels that he is not facing an ordinary human warrior, but a supreme weapon out of the sheath, and that kind of edge just through the eyes makes the heart of the black emperor python tremble.

In this close distance, the Black Emperor Python could even see the indifference in the eyes of the white-clothed swordsman and the disdain at the corners of his mouth.

Its wisdom is not low at all, and at this time it has naturally realized that it is not good, and it has opened its mouth to close, and its body moves backwards, but it is obviously a step slower.

'Qiang'

A soaring sword roar made almost everyone hear it. Even the warriors who had fled back to the shore of the river were still on the bridge in the sky, looking at the current battle situation with no giving up.

And the black-clothed baby-faced young man in the military region reacted the most, and almost at the same time as the voice appeared, he turned around and looked at the place where the sword roar came from.

Dumbfounded, he watched the scene unfolding in front of him.

Even the snapping turtle king who was the enemy did not sneak attack the young man in black at this time, and he also stared at the battle situation over there with wide round eyes.

I saw a rusty sword body reflecting the reflection of the scorching sun in the sky and the water on the river, and the white-clothed young man holding the sword had a cold face, and the long sword stabbed straight towards the center between the two vertical pupils of the black emperor python, and the giant python with a huge body seemed to be immobilized, staying on the water surface, and there was no movement for half a minute.

(End of chapter)