I haven't finished talking yet...... Fan Yixian is speechless. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then, he cautiously glanced at Poplar and asked, "Then I'm leaving?" ”

"Why do you still want me to invite you to dinner?" Poplar rolled his eyes.

The corners of Fan Yixian's mouth twitched, then he took a tentative step, looked at Bai Yang, and saw that he didn't react, so he took another step and looked at it again......

"Get out" Poplar didn't have a good airway, the other party was like this, making him seem to lie to him.

Whoosh, Bai Yang scolded a stupid person, but Fan Yixian was relieved, and he ran quickly towards the crack.

Cheap skin, poplar is speechless, can't you speak well?

Over there, Fan Yixian rushed towards the crack, his face immediately changed, his eyes were blurred, and he had a fascination smile on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking, in short, he just diverted his attention and ran quickly towards the crack.

As a result, the guys in front of him who were going to die looked at Fan Yixian and walked into the crack so swaggeringly!

"Poof" someone spurted blood on the spot, this Nima, why is the gap between people so huge?

"I don't believe it, isn't the sword intent aimed at him?" Someone yelled, looking unwilling.

However, his mind relaxed, he was targeted by the sword intent, and with a poof, his body cracked open and exploded.

With these two examples in front of them, the others quickly gathered their minds, or they would die.

Really?

Poplar's eyes lit up, and he quickly understood some key points.

The so-called sword intent should be just a will left by the predecessors of the former Sword Forest, which has no substantial aggression, but it can affect people's hearts.

The more you care, the more pressure you put on yourself, and you end up playing to death.

This thing is not complicated, to put it bluntly, the crack is a guide, the so-called sword intent is just a trigger, just like a kind of torture, lock people in an absolutely quiet place, cut each other with a knife, the wound is not big, but if you blindfold the other party, put a bottle of water on the side and keep dripping, this person will be scared to death in the end.

The reason is the same, these guys put too much pressure on themselves because of the so-called sword intent, and finally killed themselves.

Sword intent is just a special fluctuation that can affect people's minds, there is no substantive attack, as long as the willpower is strong enough, it can be safe.

In other words, people with big hearts won't be affected, as long as you don't care.

For another example, the sword intent is an ethereal existence to put it bluntly, comparing it to the so-called love, does love hurt people? doesn't hurt people, but Mao still has so many people who are haggard and sad for love, and finally commit suicide?

To put it bluntly, it is their own problem, and people with big hearts can quickly adjust it, and if they turn their horns, they will only harm themselves.

The truth is this, although it is not accurate, but the principle is the same.

Of course, if you face a living great grandmaster, the sword intent is crushed, it is estimated that few people can resist it, but there is no living great grandmaster here, only a sword mark left behind.

With a snap of his fingers, Poplar understood.

Taking advantage of the lack of attention from the people in front of him, Poplar quietly disappeared into this world.

Isn't it just to divert attention, it's too simple, look at my brother.

An hour later, Poplar reappeared in the hall.

However, in this hour, I don't know if it's because the martial arts inheritance is a little easier to find, a few more people have come here, and after they figure out the principle, they walked towards the crack and gritted their teeth to fight against the sword intent.

Poplar came back again, bringing a tablet, and a pair of small speakers.

"Ozawa-sensei, I'll leave the matter of diverting attention to you, I don't think you will let me down."

Muttering in his heart, Poplar opened the tablet, then clicked on one of the videos, and directly fast-forwarded to the key place.

"Uh-huh, ah......hhh

Suddenly, hand-to-hand combat was played on the tablet, and the sound inside echoed through the small speakers in the hall......

"I'm rubbing, this figure, I didn't pay attention to it before, it's not bad, the mosaic of the dog, I can't see it clearly, but the more I can't see it clearly, the more I want to see it clearly......"

Poplar's eyes stared at the tablet, muttering as he walked to the crack in front of him.

He watched Mr. Ozawa's action blockbuster, and he didn't feel the situation at all, and he didn't feel the so-called sword intent pressure at all, and even because his mind was on the blockbuster, he didn't have the cold feeling in this hall.

Well, it's a truth to be calm and naturally cool......

He's fine, but someone else is fine.

A group of people who were struggling to resist the sword intent suddenly heard the sound of hummmmmmmmmm

"Poof......

Someone was a little distracted, didn't block the sword intent, and spurted blood with a pop.

"Ahh Who is it that disturbs my mind?"

Someone roared angrily, but because of distraction, the sword intent filled his heart, he trembled all over, the true yuan exploded, and the whole person was shattered......

"You ......"

Poplar passed by a person, and the other party saw the picture on the tablet, and immediately his eyes bulged.

I didn't say a word, poof, spurted blood, and fell unwillingly.

"Tsk, this posture doesn't work, hey, this movement is worth learning......"

Poplar didn't care about others at all, and his whole mind was silent in a large area of study, moving forward step by step, passing by one person after another.

Those people didn't dare to relax their minds in the slightest, and they couldn't care about Poplar, so they could only watch him walk over.

"Ah~! It's infuriating, another one, how did you do it! ”

Some people are unwilling to roar, but the result is that they have pitted themselves, and there is no sound of blood spurting.

Poplar walked forward step by step, I don't know how long, his head hit the wall, he didn't care, rubbed it, turned a corner and continued to walk, entered the crack, and continued to move forward, until a loud bang came from front of him to wake him up.

"What's the situation?" Poplar looked up in amazement.

In front of him, Fan Yixian, who he met before, was slashing with a person.

This is still a hall, but it is much larger than the previous one, and there is a platform in the middle that is half a meter above the ground, the size of a thousand square meters, similar to a ring.

There was a faint flicker of light around the ring, isolating the ring from the outside world, and there was a ladder in the ring that stretched all the way up until it entered a passage and disappeared.

At this time, in the ring, Fan Yixian slashed with a person, but his opponent was the same as him, whether it was dressed or shot, it was the same!

"Well, what's the situation? I haven't finished watching the blockbuster yet," Poplar scratched his head.

When I turned around, I didn't know when I had passed through the crack.

The crack was more than thirty meters deep, and it was hard to believe that such a thick piece of gold and iron could be cut through by someone with a sword.

On the opposite side of the crack, more than a dozen people glared at Poplar with resentment, and there were a few more corpses on the ground.

"When did you come here? I don't feel it, those people are probably affected by a large number of sounds, blame me? Poplar muttered to himself in astonishment.

Shrugged, I didn't care, daring to enter this inheritance land itself needs to be prepared to die, these people don't die at this time, it is estimated that they will not be able to get out alive, this really can't blame the poplar, who made you have no strong willpower......

Turning back, putting away his tablet and speakers, he looked at the hall in front of him again.

On the side, Poplar saw another stone tablet, which still had words:

The willpower is acceptable, but this is not enough, the road of martial arts, if you don't advance, you will retreat, no matter how strong the enemy is, you can always find a way to defeat, but as a martial artist, the biggest enemy is yourself, only by defeating yourself, can you move forward.

There is a formation here, when you step into the ring, you will simulate a person who is exactly the same as you, the realm is the same as you, and even your martial arts skills, he can also copy them at the moment you start.

He's the other you!

Defeating him is equivalent to defeating yourself, and you are qualified to step on the next level!

"I'm rubbing, and there is such a magical thing?" Poplar glared.

Overcoming yourself seems to be very difficult.

No wonder Fan Yixian fought in the ring with a person who was the same as him, it turned out to be a relationship between the formation.

Poof......

At this time, on the thunder, Fan Yixian accidentally cut off his right arm by 'another'.

"You're a pit!"

In the ring, Fan Yixian glared at Poplar and yelled.

The next moment, with a pop, his opponent, the other him, slashed horizontally, and his head shot up into the sky......

"I'm ......, I didn't do anything," Poplar was speechless.

Why can't you beat yourself yourself, blame me?

Poplar didn't know that when he came here, the tablet didn't come in a hurry at first, Fan Yixian was attracted to attention, and then his movements slowed down for a while, and he was killed by his 'other self'......

Shrugging, Poplar looked at the ring, his eyebrows raised, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a strange arc.

"This ring can simulate or even replicate another self, but what will happen if I go up?" He rubbed his chin in thought.

Martial arts inheritance, even if it is copied, it is about martial arts, physique moves or something.

However, Poplar doesn't know martial arts at all, and he only knows a set of Wang Baquan, which is useful?

"Believe in your evil, try it, you can still copy the martial arts thing?" Poplar pouted, stepped forward, and stepped into the ring.

In the ring, there was bloodstains, several people died, and there was even a poplar who still knew him, and that Liu Cang died in the ring, and he didn't blink an eye.

When Poplar stepped into the ring, he felt something scan him.

The next moment, a light flashed in front of him, and a person who looked exactly like him appeared.

"So I'm so handsome," Poplar looked at the other party and commented.

He doesn't move, and the opponent doesn't move, obviously, this formation implements a routine of attacking after the enemy doesn't move.

Then, the Poplar Blood Pattern Sword flew up with a bang.

Burst......

The 'other self' that had just appeared in front of him was shattered by the blood-streaked sword in the blink of an eye.

"And then?" Poplar glared.

Phew, the light of the ring flickered, and the light blocking the staircase disappeared......

Is this a pass? (To be continued.) )