I don't know when, the heavy air in the dojo gradually rose, and the wind was rustling.

And what drove this string of wind was the green light in Feng Chan's hand, and I saw his figure kneeling on the ground moving like a rabbit, swept out violently, and rushed straight forward.

Halfway through, Feng Chan drank softly, "Spring breeze moves willows", and then his body turned obliquely, and suddenly he shook his hand with a sword, and the turquoise sword light turned into a flying rainbow, stabbing at the poison island who was still kneeling in place without changing his face.

This sword move should be the name of the seventy-seven forty-nine hand wind dancing willow sword that Feng Chan said before, the sword is as its name, like the willow dancing in the wind, and it is the ultimate in ethereal lightness.

Bai Fenggu and other spectators looked along the sword light, and suddenly it was like a vibrant new spring, a weeping willow on the bank of the sparkling river was green and verdant, hanging down thousands of silks, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, raising willow branches all over the sky, fluttering and sprinkling, graceful.

However, at this time, this fluttering graceful green new branch represents a cold sword light of Dawson, carrying a sharp edge hidden deep in it, enveloping the body of the poison island, just like ten thousand green silk silks gently caressing the delicate face of the woman under the tree under the breeze.

"What a move, the spring breeze moves the first branch of the willow! It's a pity that this sword is not the ultimate in your swordsmanship. Poison Island Tsuneko's soft voice came faintly.

In the next moment, just when everyone was intoxicated by this wonderful scene that was also true and illusory, there was a dazzling white light across the sight, just like a fresh and natural landscape painting was suddenly scratched off a stroke stained with thick ink, and the natural illusion of the weeping willows on the riverside was suddenly broken, leaving only the poisonous island who didn't know when to stand up, holding the white Murata and the green willow in the air.

The sound of "sonorous" was endless, except for the two of them, Bai Fenggu and others who were watching the battle did not see how many swords the two fought against each other in this flick of the fingers, but this rabbit rose and fell, and the sword light and sword shadow were really eye-opening.

I saw that Poison Island Tsutsuko's footsteps were steady, and a narrow Murata cold light loomed in his hand, splitting, teasing, chopping, picking, every attack was all this simple and clear move, which seemed to be just a well-known key in swordsmanship, but in her hands it had the power to turn decay into magic.

Poison Island Tsuneko stabbed straight with one move, obviously the speed didn't seem to be fast, it seemed that as long as Feng Chan turned a little away, he could easily dodge, and he could take the opportunity to invade forward and take advantage.

However, Feng Chan is like facing a great enemy, his eyes are calm, and the green willow in his palm is half a circle, and he waves it flatly, and it is the second type of guard in the 7749 hand back wind dancing willow sword "willow branch bounce wind".

"Khooth!"

The crisp sound of swords striking each other came, but Feng Chan seemed to encounter great resistance, and seemed to be easily lifted upward, but it was as if the sword was pressed against the weight of Mount Tai, and it was crumbling.

Although the direction of Murata Nao's stab changed slightly, it was still stabbing towards Feng Zen's chest, but it was slightly off the heart position.

Faced with such a crisis, Feng Chan's face froze, he took a deep breath, his internal force ran a little faster again, his wrist twisted, and finally he picked out the murderous Sen Leng Demon Knife away from his own vital point by a fraction of a second.

"Whew!"

The sword duel in the field was so fierce that even Bai Fenggu, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, breathed a sigh of relief for this dangerous battle.

And at this time, no matter how difficult Bai Fenggu is, he can faintly see the different understandings of kendo between Poison Island Tsuneko and Feng Zen.

The Poison Island Stream Kendo represented by Poison Island Tsuiko, its tricks are sparse and ordinary than the subtlety of Wind Zen, but it is a common mantra of all swordsmanship such as splitting, stabbing, pointing, collapsing, hitting, lifting, picking, chopping, intercepting, dragging, pressing, hanging, cutting, and flirting, but these swordsmanship are based on in her hands, but they release completely different powers.

The reason for this is that from the point of view of Bai Fenggu, it is just because every time Poison Island Tsuneko attacks, the speed contained is faster and the power is stronger, and the lethality brought by it is naturally more terrifying.

However, the 7749 hand back to the wind and dance willow sword technique inherited by Feng Zen pays more attention to the evolution of moves, winning with subtle and profound changes, and is slightly inferior to Poison Island Tsuneko in pure strength and speed.

The sword duel between these two people is like a collision of strength and skill, is it a force to drop ten times, or four or two thousand catties?

See.

In the field, Feng Chan successively evolved a style of wind dance willow sword, and the seventy-seven forty-nine sword moves outlined a scene of real and illusory green sword rain in front of everyone, but unfortunately, they were all cut off by the sword of the poison island.

Whether it is attacking or defending, attacking willow silk, or spring breeze, all of them will be cut off without hesitation!

The cold light flashed, and the poison island and Feng Chan were separated by a touch, and they stood against each other at a distance of five or six meters again.

Feng Chan lifted the turquoise long sword, and the two fingers of his left hand slowly brushed over the blade, a trace of admiration and confidence flashed in his eyes, and his tone was as sonorous and powerful as a sword weapon, "Your Excellency's sword order is breathtaking, and the seven seven and forty-nine hand Huifeng Dancing Willow Sword alone can no longer compete with it. Although there is a set of Dharma swordsmanship practiced since childhood, it is peaceful, calm and atmospheric, and has its own momentum, but it is just equal to the seventy-seven forty-nine hand wind dancing willow sword, so I will not take it out to offer ugliness. ”

Poison Island was silent, but everyone outside the venue had bright eyes. Because before the sword duel, Feng Chan had already said that his swordsmanship was a set of family heirloom Dharma swordsmanship and the seventy-seven forty-nine hand Huifeng Dancing Willow Sword passed down by Bashan Gu Daoren, at this time, he claimed that the Huifeng Dancing Willow Sword was not comparable to the poisonous island Yanzi, and the Dharma swordsmanship did not want to take it out to offer ugliness, is he going to admit defeat? Is this amazing battle coming to an end?!

Thinking of this, Bai Fenggu couldn't help but have a trace of regret in his heart, even if he didn't know the way of the sword, he had also benefited a lot from seeing this battle, and it was very beneficial to improve his fighting skills, he really wanted to have a few more battles like this, in that way, maybe the next time he saw Gao Xiang, he could be beaten by virtue of his human form.

However, the situation in the field did not seem to be the direction of development that everyone expected, on the contrary, Feng Chan shook his long sword, revealing a sense of high spirit, as if the previous defeat was just a passing cloud, and it had dissipated silently.

I only heard him say slowly: "In this case, there is also a set of self-created Heart Meditation Meditation Sword, there are only three styles at present, please taste it!" ”

Everyone in the White Maple Valley who was watching the battle was stunned, they didn't expect things to turn around, seeing that Feng Chan was invincible, he actually exposed a set of self-created swordsmanship, looking at his confident appearance, it was obvious that this set of swordsmanship was extraordinary, and even, it was enough to reverse the situation and defeat Poison Island Son.

And Poison Island Tsuneko was obviously aroused by him, and saluted with a sword, "Please!" ”

"The first type, sincerity to the sword!"

Feng Zen's voice did not fall, the green willow in his hand stretched forward, and with an indomitable body under his feet, he rushed straight towards the poison island.

However, in the face of Feng Chan's ordinary sword, Poison Island Tsuneko showed a bright eye and showed a trace of caution for the first time.

Because, from this sword, she can't see a trace of meaningless tricks, and she can't find a little mysterious change, it seems that this is the simplest of swordsmanship, even beginners are familiar with a move, stab!

However, at a deeper level of swordsmanship, perhaps on the mysterious concept that should be called sword intent, what Poison Island Tsuneko saw was a real swordsman who was sincere in his sword, and who had been with the sword for ten years, rain or shine, sharpening his sword and practicing his sword.

This style of "sincerity to the sword" is to contain the wind Zen sincerity to the sword, the sword will of the sword, although it is just a simple stab, but it is indestructible, nothing is broken.

It's a pity that Feng Chan met Poison Island Tsuneko, who is also sincere to the sword, and she inherited the Poison Island Stream Kendo under her father's teaching since she was a child, and she will never lack sincerity to the way of the sword.

Therefore, Feng Chan's sword was stopped like this, and a long knife as cold as frost and snow was skillfully pointed on the tip of the green willow's sword.

Is it a coincidence?

No!

It's just that because the two people in the duel have all fused their sincere thoughts about kendo into their swords, they naturally attract, confirm, and collide with each other.

Silent touch, the two sides seem to be just a little contact at the same time to close the sword, that moment of the sword intent fusion is not on the sword, only in the heart, except for the two people who are immersive, who can comprehend the people present?

Maybe there is another one, that is, Bai Fenggu, who was born with strong spiritual power, only he sensed that in the moment just now, two phantoms representing the will of the two sides of the sword path appeared in the sky above the dojo, and after the confrontation in an instant, they were actually equal and dissipated at the same time.

"The second style, Zen heart in the sword!"

One style is sincere to the sword, Feng Zen did not fall into the wind in front of the poison island for the first time, but his face was not half happy and excited, but a quiet and peaceful, the second style "Zen heart in the sword" stabbed out without a trace of murder.

It is also the most basic thorn in swordsmanship, but this thorn is different from the thorn that is sincere to the sword.

The first type of stabbing with sincerity in the sword, contains the indomitable and indestructible will of the sword, and its purpose is still to destroy, to kill, reflecting the role of the most fundamental swordsmanship, killing.

And this second type of Zen is in the sword, but what Feng Zen shows is a kind of compassionate will that knows the preciousness of life and sweeps the ground and fears the lives of ants. After comprehending this sword, his swordsmanship is no longer born to kill, but for life, for protection, and for the sake of all things in heaven and earth.

In the face of this sword, Poison Island Tsuneko's reaction was even more violent, a pair of gentle eyes suddenly released infinite killing intent, Murata in his hand seemed to turn into a demon knife, and the murderous aura erupted out, if the surging tide was going to drown and destroy everything in the heaven and earth in front of him, including Feng Zen.

The method of cracking the poison island is a sword that is in line with her nature, fighting life with death, and fighting protection with killing.

After this sword, Poison Island Tsuneko's face turned pale, but Feng Chan had blood at the corner of his mouth, and he lost half a move.

Wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, Feng Chan said in a deep voice: "At present, my ultimate is only three styles, and this last style has not been completed, but it was just an epiphany when Bashan was learning swords, please take this sword, inexplicably in the sword!" ”

The name of the sword is inexplicable, not only because the sword has not yet been completed, but also because the artistic conception contained in this sword is inexplicable.

It's hard to put into words the mystery behind it.

There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to distinguish it.

The sword is out, and the illusion of the weeping willows on the riverside reappears.

However, what is depicted in the sword intent this time is not just a river, a willow, and a spring breeze, but a spring color that spreads all over the heaven and earth formed by countless rivers, countless willows, and a spring breeze.

Faintly visible, deep in the clouds and mist, is a scene of the new spring, green buds and new spit, willow silk green, gentle breeze, all things are vibrant, thriving, a clear nature, vigorous and upward artistic conception comes to the face, shrouding this dojo, even the people of the White Maple Valley who watched the battle were also included.

"Huh!"

It's still that white light, but it carries a violent murderous aura that seems to come from the Infernal Hell, and the dark artistic conception destroys all the wonderful spring light, hell comes, the peach source is gone, and the ghosts are coming, killing to stop killing.

The sword fell, and Poison Island Yanzi slowly retracted his sword, and sighed: "Sure enough, this is the real spring breeze moving willows!" ”

Feng Chan also put his sword into the sheath, and his face was expressionless.

"I lost."

PS: I was relieved after writing this chapter at that time, for this battle, I read Gu Longda's novel a few times, and I felt that it was not bad, what do you think?

If you look at it, you will support it a lot.,Especially if you haven't collected it yet.,I feel like the number of collections hasn't changed for a long time.。 Sure enough, I'm too vegetable