Uncle Tai's body scurried with a big iron sword on his back, like a flying crane, heading towards the cliff. The vast clouds and mist shrouded the halfway of the cliff, and the churning clouds and mist turned into rolling torrents, like the vast sea.

In front of the cliff, the dazzling sword light diffused out, and Uncle Tai held the big iron sword, as if he was spiritual, using the basic swordsmanship.

Qiang Qiang Qiang ......

The sound of the clash of gold and stone continued to sound in the air.

The mountain wall seemed to be unobstructed, like tofu, and was crisscrossed by the big iron sword.

Stone chips flew down, and after 50,000 times, Uncle Tai put away his sword without blushing and panting, looking at the sword marks on the boulder in front of him with satisfaction, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Uncle Tai exhaled a breath of turbidity: "The basic swordsmanship can only be like this, it's time to practice the Lost Soul Swordsmanship!" ”

Uncle Tai sat cross-legged and opened the "Lost Soul Sword Sutra", these seven styles of lost soul swordsmanship, the atmosphere is clear, like a hundred ghosts walking at night, grabbing people's hearts, making people unconsciously frightened, so full of flaws.

The sword intent in the cheats, he can't use it now, but this sword move is still okay. Uncle Tai cast the Lost Soul Sword Technique again, feeling the strength and skill inside. He had a general impression in his heart, it turned out that the internal strength of the Sword Sutra was similar to the Xuantian Weak Water Sword Qi, and he could experience the artistic conception of the Xuantian Weak Water.

It is worthy of being the highest stunt of Yuheng Peak, and Uncle Tai believes that as long as the Lost Soul Sword is practiced to the fullest, even if he does not rely on the external skills of horizontal practice, the same realm will be killed by him with a sword.

Time flies, and before you know it, half a year has passed.

It is still this cliff, the sea of clouds is churning, and the sword light can be seen faintly like water. On the cliff, Uncle Tai was wearing a dark cyan robe and holding a heavy iron sword, the whistling sound of which could be heard from afar.

At this time, the uncle's upright posture and knife-carved axe-like face became more and more lonely.

Uncle Tai's eyes were condensed, and the fifty-pound iron sword was like nothing in his hand, flying up and down. From the first type to the sixth type one by one, until the seventh type of "a thousand souls are clever", Uncle Tai took a step, the big iron sword suddenly slashed forward, and suddenly it seemed to cut through time and space, a thousand ghosts roared, the ghost face was grand, a sword was split, the soul was scattered, and fell into reincarnation.

Uncle Tai put away his sword and stood up, only to see a deep sword mark cut out on the opposite mountain wall, which was five inches deep.

Uncle Tai looked at the sword marks in front of him and chuckled: "Lost soul swordsmanship, the heaviest sword intent, one sword splits, the soul flies for nine days, and one sword kills." No wonder my father was able to make a name for himself with a long sword. This swordsmanship is really ruthless. ”

In the past half a year, Uncle Tai has been practicing the Lost Soul Sword Technique, although his qualifications can only be regarded as average, but the two worlds are artificial, he has a unique insight, and he has eaten the Lost Soul Sword Method step by step, and unconsciously entered the small success, and the internal cultivation has also reached the initial realm of the acquired fourfold.

At the age of seventeen, when he reached the early stage of the Quadruple Heaven, he was relatively high in the Tianhe Sword Sect.

As the saying goes, diligence can make up for clumsiness, practicing swords during the day and practicing internal strength at night, this kind of extremely boring penance is difficult for ordinary people to bear. Uncle Tai persevered, and there will always be a reward.

Under this hard practice, coupled with the previous practice of Xingyi Boxing, the grasp of the artistic conception, through continuous visualization, gradually realized the sword intent, and reached Xiaocheng.

"Now that the Soul Lost Sword Technique has been roughly mastered, only the internal strength has not been cultivated yet, and the next time is the moment to cultivate the Xuantian Weak Water Sword Qi. My current internal strength is still basic internal strength, and the first step in cultivating Xuantian's weak water sword qi is to transform the attributes of the weak water sword qi. ”

Uncle Tai sat cross-legged, hugged the dantian, recalled the mental method of Xuantian's weak water sword qi, and began to cultivate, exhaling and inhaling, the internal qi in the body operated in a mysterious trajectory, flowing from the twelve meridians to the eight veins of the strange meridians, and then drilled into the muscles and bones, the five internal organs, and nourished the whole body, and when he returned to the dantian again, there was a trace of pure sword qi in the internal qi.

Uncle Tai started over and over again, running over and over again, one cycle, two cycles, three cycles...... An hour passed, reaching ten cycles, and all the internal qi in his body was turned into Xuantian Weak Water Sword Qi, but Taishu Zhi had no intention of stopping at all and continued to operate the cycle.

After another hour like this, starting from the eleventh cycle, the weak water sword qi in the body became more and more mellow and smooth, until the twenty cycles, there was a swelling in the dantian, and a feeling of swelling and pain emerged, and Uncle Tai stopped and spit out a mouthful of turbidity.

Uncle Tai stood up with a look of surprise: "Huh? Just now, it was transformed into Xuantian Weak Water Sword Qi, and its cultivation actually increased by a few points! ”

The superior exercises are the superior exercises, and the growth rate of this cultivation is not known how many times faster than the basic internal strength.

Uncle Tai looked at the sky, it was not yet evening.

Okay, let's stop here today, start cultivating Xuantian Weak Water Sword Qi for yourself, and take a vacation.

The body was vertical and longitudinal, heading towards Yuheng Peak.

As soon as he was halfway there, he saw a man running straight towards him, looking panicked. Uncle Tai's eyes were sharp, and he recognized the person at a glance. He was a young man of medium height, with a thin face, carrying a long sword on his back, with clear eyebrows, about sixteen or seventeen years of age.

"Senior Brother Burn, it's not good, Senior Sister Jingru has been bullied."

When the young man saw Uncle Tai, his face was overjoyed, and his speed accelerated.

Uncle Tai steadied his body, this young man who was running towards him, named Shi Li, was one of his few friends, and his cultivation was in the late stage of the day after tomorrow.

In the Tianhe Sword Sect, everyone has their own small circle, and Tai Shu Zhi is no exception, and there are naturally more than a dozen circles formed around him.

Shi Li's father used to be a deacon elder of the Tianhe Sword Sect, but when he was very young, he was killed by a strong enemy when he went out, so with this relationship, even if he cultivated lowly, he was also an inner disciple.

"Sixth Senior Sister? What's going on, Shi Li, you tell me clearly! ”

Wang Jingru is her mother's baby bump, among the seven true disciples, she is the most favored, even more than his own son.

Several of Yu Hengfeng's brothers also have affection for her, but the uncle treats her politely, first, he has looked down on the relationship between men and women in his two lives, and he is really not interested in the teenage girl.

But now Wang Jingru was bullied, which made him angry......

Uncle Tai's eyes are cold!

"Originally, Senior Sister Jingru went into the mountains to pick Zhilong grass, but I didn't expect to meet You Yu, who was full of filth and teased in public......" Shi Li quickly recounted what happened.

Uncle Tai frowned: "Who is this You Yu?" "You are depressed, still melancholy! He went through the name in his mind, but didn't find it familiar.

Shi Li explained: "Two months ago, this You Yu was taken up the mountain by You Ningsong! ”

"Yuningsong? You Yu turned out to be a member of the You family, his Tianquan Peak is so capable, and he has some arrogant and domineering people! Let's go! ”

Uncle Tai carried a big sword on his back, and Shi Li led the way towards the place of the incident.

The Tianhe Sword Sect is not as calm as it seems, and it is also a power dispute. Tianquan Peak Lord You Bo and Tai Shu Yan's father are sworn enemies and have been fighting for many years.

A disciple who has just gone up the mountain dares to touch the sixth senior sister, I want to see how capable you are!

What the hell do you want to do!

What the hell are you trying to do with Yubo?