Chapter 13: No Sword is Better Than a Sword

Beichen Feng held his sword and laughed: "You have to use all your strength in the future, Murong Gongzi must be careful next." ”

Mu Qingxiao smiled and nodded, but he was thinking in his heart, the feeling of the moment when he used the Dou Zhuan Star Shift just now, this kind of exercise really had the same effect as the Qiankun Great Shift in the Heaven and Dragon Slayer.

The latter is to move the other party's damage elsewhere, and the Dou Zhuan Xing is even more perverted, and it rebounds directly from the past, which is worthy of a BUG-like existence, and his own Yin and Yang Qi is countless times stronger than any internal force, and with the Dou Zhuan Xing Shift, I am afraid it will bring unexpected effects.

Li Qingluofeng, who was standing in the distance, flashed a trace of greed in her eyes, not to mention such a supreme martial artist, anyone in the rivers and lakes would have ideas, but she was just afraid of Gusu Murong's reputation.

Although Beichen Feng suffered a loss in the first move, they have not been in vain in the Langhuan blessed land all these years, and their strength is definitely at the top level among the first-class masters.

And in addition to Dou Zhuan Xing Shift, I don't see Mu Qingxiao use other moves, this time I won, Dou Zhuan Xing Di is in my bag.

I saw that Beichen Feng was shocked, the long sword in his hand sounded with a buzzing sword sound, a powerful sword intent was released from his body, and the breath of the first-class master also burst out, and the cold light flashed, and the long sword pointed directly at Mu Qingxiao with the momentum of breaking the wind.

"Cousin, be careful, this is sword intent, a swordsman will only comprehend the sword intent when he has achieved something in the way of the sword, and he deserves to be called a sword idiot by everyone in the rivers and lakes!"

Wang Yuyan, who was standing in the distance watching the battle, exclaimed, with a deep worry in her beautiful eyes.

Mu Qingxiao looked at the attacking long sword, his sword eyebrows raised, this sword may be very strong in the eyes of others, but in his opinion, it is a little awkward, the effect of the transformation of the Grandmaster realm and the Imperial Maiden's Heart Sutra makes him very sensitive to things in nature.

The same is true for the sword, although the sword intent of Beichen Feng is in its infancy, there is no trace of killing intent in it, the sword is not used for viewing, but for killing, and the sword without killing intent does not have the slightest threat to him.

The yin and yang qi in Mu Qingxiao's body surged, and the next moment the long sword touched his body, the Douzhuan Star Shift was launched, only to hear a click, Beichen Feng screamed, and suddenly flew out upside down, spurting out a mouthful of blood in the air, it was difficult to hide the horror in his eyes!

Mu Qingxiao was still standing there, deep in thought, the other three masters behind Beichen Feng all gasped and looked at each other, Wang Yuyan in the distance covered her pink lips, her beautiful eyes were full of shock, admiration, and tenderness......

She thought to herself: "My cousin is really a genius, he has achieved the top master level at a young age, he is so powerful in just a few months, he is really promising in the future, I believe my mother will not stop me from being with my cousin." ”

I saw Beichen Feng lying on the ground with a pale face, the sword body had already been broken, and the tip of the sword pierced into his lower abdomen, fortunately, Mu Qingxiao did not use much internal force, otherwise it would be difficult for Beichen Feng not to die.

Beichen Feng pulled out the tip of the sword in pain, covered his lower abdomen and slowly got up from the ground, saluted slightly, and said with a wry smile: "I really didn't expect that Murong Gongzi had entered the ranks of the top masters at a young age, and the little old man was ashamed of himself, thank you Gongzi for not killing." ”

Li Qingluo trembled with anger, her phoenix eyes widened, she suddenly felt that she was calculated by this kid Mu Qingxiao, didn't she say that this kid was a first-class master? How can you become a top master now!

She couldn't believe that Beichen Feng, who had always been arrogant, even if he didn't listen to her, would be defeated by Murong Fu's hands, and saluted so respectfully.

Beichen Feng is in Mantuo Villa, claiming to be a guest qing, and after comprehending the sword intent, Beichen Feng is even more powerful, I am afraid that the three masters behind him can only fight with him if they join forces.

Now that Beichen Feng is defeated, he is defeated very simply, just a blow, Murong Fu, this kid didn't even move, which made Li Qingluo feel like the sky was falling, Beichen Feng was her dependence!

The victory and defeat have been divided, do you really want to give Yu Yan and Lang Huan blessed land to this kid together?

Mu Qingxiao shook his head and smiled: "Old man Beichen Feng is modest, your sword intent is very strong, but in my opinion, there are still many deficiencies, if you improve more, I am afraid your strength will be even higher." ”

Hearing this, a trace of confusion flashed in Beichen Feng's eyes, and he said respectfully: "I wonder if Murong Gongzi can give me some advice?" ”

"Yes, yes, but there are some expert guards in my swallow dock......"

As soon as the words fell, Beichen Feng ignored his injuries, and immediately knelt on one knee, and said with a respectful expression: "Thanks to Gongzi's high righteousness, Beichen Feng is willing to follow Gongzi around, and he will not hesitate to go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire." ”

Li Qingluo on the side trembled angrily, her face was pale, but she had no conditions to stay.

This Beichen Feng is also a character, what he cares about is not what power and fame he cares about, but a heart that chases the supreme sword, otherwise how can he comprehend the sword intent, whoever can make him stronger, he will follow whom.

Although Lang Huan blessed land is said to be the world's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, it is really dispensable for him now, and the sword intent can only be understood by himself, and he can't learn it in the scriptures at all, that is, the sentence "can only be understood but not spoken".

He is still very satisfied with Beichen Feng, and this kind of help should be helpful in the future.

Mu Qingxiao smiled and nodded: "The old man of Beichen Feng is the first to realize the sword intent, so the first thing to know is what the real sword is for." ”

Hearing Mu Qingxiao's words, Beichen Feng couldn't think about riding his sister and said, "The sword is used to defeat opponents. ”

"That's half right, that's why you stopped here, the real sword is not for viewing, nor for competition, the real sword is a murder weapon, a weapon used to pierce the enemy's body and cause damage to the enemy."

"This is a fact that no matter how ornate the language is, it cannot be concealed, and the truth of using a sword lies in how to pierce the last sword into the human body, and the other actions in the process are also called sword intent."

Mu Qingxiao said with a smile: "The rest is up to you to comprehend, you still have a long time, and one day you will reach the realm where no sword is better than a sword." ”

"Thank you Gongzi for pulling out, in the future, Beichen Feng is willing to smear his liver and brain to repay Gongzi's kindness." Beichenfeng's eyes flashed with unprecedented brilliance, and he stood aside and pondered after bowing respectfully.

Li Qingluo's towering chest in the distance rose and fell, and the phoenix eyes waited for Mu Qingxiao viciously.

Mu Qingxiao suddenly felt that although Li Qingluo was Yu Yan's mother, she was over thirty years old, but her charm still existed, her beauty was still the same, and her appearance was still somewhat similar to Yu Yan, and the most important thing was the temperament of the graceful lady, which was really extremely tempting.

No wonder Duan Zhengchun, the cuckold king, did not hesitate to get her hands on her with rhetoric.

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