At night, Han Feng was still cultivating his spiritual power. At this time, Han Feng would start to ask McGee about high-level earth-based magic, and the sky on the side was still practicing against the stone wall.

The next day, Han Feng sat on a flat ground in front of the house, and the autumn leaves began to fly one by one. It was another year, Han Feng opened his eyes and looked at the fallen leaves flying all over the sky, and then he remembered that he had been in this world for three years.

In three years, Han Feng slowly transformed from a useless young master to a leader respected by the whole village, although he didn't know how much his father had accomplished, but when he thought that the whole village was proud of Han Ji, the emperor of war, Han Feng also wanted to see this strong man who only left a tall back in his memory.

These days, Han Feng has finally mastered the characteristics of gravity and pulsation, and there are only one or two soil characteristics left to master the laws of the earth system. McGee has also recovered a lot of strength, but McGee hasn't appeared again since he came to this Dikun Academy, of course, because he is afraid of being discovered by others.

Seeing that the old man hadn't left the house yet, Han Feng also began to make a summary of what he had learned in the recent period.

Magically, he can now almost instantaneously use earth-based high-level magic, coupled with the principles of gravity and pulsation, Han Feng is confident that he will take the initiative into his own hands after encountering an earth-based magician. In terms of battle spirit, he was strongly pressured by Ninilou, and finally achieved a breakthrough in adversity and became a general-level warrior.

In addition, stealth has also improved a bit. For the time being, the splitting sword qi only stays in the realm of 1 to 5, and as for the phantom pace, Han Feng can only do 1 to 3 now, and there is still a long way to go before 1 turns into 4. At present, the biggest gain is that I have learned the basic usage of sword skills, and Han Feng's stabbing skills have not yet been fully practiced, but I have generally mastered the tricks.

After waiting for a while, Han Feng found that the old man had not yet left the house, so he simply waved his hand and summoned three walls to continue yesterday's practice, after all, the practice of this sword technique cannot be practiced overnight, and only persistent cultivation can realize the true application of sword techniques.

Han Feng began to stab continuously, slowly decreasing the speed from the fastest and then returning to the initial slow speed, and then constantly analyzing the angle of each sword stab, including the body's reaction.

This practice is a morning, the three walls are already full of holes, Han Feng's stabbing sword is also becoming more and more handy, through guò different speed of stabbing, Han Feng has indeed mastered some things that can only be understood but not spoken, this is comprehension. The comprehension of the sword.

At noon, Feng Lao appeared from the forest, his face was unhappy, but he was followed by a woman, Han Feng took a closer look and realized that it was the Heisha girl surnamed Li in the ranking battle.

When the two saw the old man coming, they also hurriedly stopped what they were doing and bowed down to greet each other.

"From today onwards, you have one more companion, this girl. According to Wei Chi Wuji, this female swordsman is extremely talented in swordsmanship, and she may be a good opponent. Since you're here, let's start with the two of you, and I'll demonstrate it again, the homework of the two of you is to complete these three walls. As for Han Feng, today I will teach you how to use some techniques. ”

Han Feng nodded, and then began to look at the black gauze girl, this Li Shasha is a head shorter than Han Feng, a black dress on the body not only does not look fat, but outlines its beautiful curves, the jade as white as a lotus root is holding a silver long sword, and a pair of black eyes are also looking at Han Feng with interest at this time.

Han Feng sensed that there seemed to be another dark pool behind those eyes engulfing his vision, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze, but Han Feng vaguely felt that he seemed to be somewhat familiar with the woman in black before, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The old man pierced the earthen wall, and after telling the essentials, he stopped caring about the two of them and let the two of them cultivate.

As for Han Feng, Feng Lao took it aside, looking at the leaves flying all over the sky, Feng Lao's long sword began to dance slowly, and the long sword slowly began to get faster and faster with the breeze, a good set of flowing swordsmanship. Old Feng's figure became lighter and fainter, and Han Feng found that the air around him had solidified, and the leaves flying and falling in the sky were also driven to gather in one direction.

The silver light flashing on Feng Lao's long sword enveloped the surrounding dozens of meters, and each sword stabbed out, like an antelope hanging on its horns without a trace, but every time the sword light flashed, a leaf was pierced, and after a tea time, Feng Lao put the sword back into the sheath, and Han Feng was horrified to find that all the leaves around him were pierced with a thin hole.

"This is an application of the stabbing technique.

To master the use of the point technique, the premise is to increase the stabbing skill including the speed, followed by a keen observation, the breeze in the air will disrupt the trajectory of all the falling leaves. The first thing is to grasp the movement of the wind, then to observe the position of each fallen leaf, and then to use even force to pierce each fallen leaf with lightning speed. ”

"The main use of the point is in the group battle, and the sword qi of the coming attack will explode one by one. The stabbing point collapse is a sword skill application used to disintegrate the opponent's battle qi, as for the collapse of the stabbing is the most advanced use of the stabbing technique, which is used to completely destroy the enemy's strong defense with a little surface breaking. Well, it's a little early for you. ”

When Feng Lao said this, he looked at the stunned Han Feng and shook his head, leaving Han Feng alone and walking towards the other two.

Han Feng slowly woke up after a long time, Feng Lao's demonstration made Han Feng full of desire for swordsmanship, isn't this exactly what he has always been puzzled about by the illusion attack? Recalling the illusion attack, Han Feng realized that the illusion also used the use of dots to shatter his battle qi one by one, of course, Feng Lao's technique is more attractive, and these falling leaves have taught Han Feng an easy-to-understand lesson.

"You need a keen sense of observation, be familiar with the trajectory of the wind, and see the position of each fallen leaf!"

Han Feng muttered to himself, the long sword in his hand unconsciously began to sway in his hand, the breeze slowly blew Han Feng's hair up, but Han Feng seemed to have forgotten his original purpose, simply closed his eyes, his mouth showed a smile, and he stood in place to enjoy the caress of the wind, the leaves in the woods began to rustle, and the breeze blew the leaves that had been reluctant to leave the branches for a long time over and over again, some of the leaves slowly swayed, and with the breath of the wind, they slowly bid farewell to the trunk of the tree that had lived for half a year, and floated under the guidance of the wind.

The wind danced, filling the trees with fallen leaves like flying flowers.

Han Feng smiled, the breath of the wind was so soft, and his closed eyes slowly opened, looking at the leaves that were as light as a feather floating in the air, at this moment, Han Feng felt the trajectory of the wind, within a radius of ten meters, endless spiritual tentacles pulled every leaf, every falling trajectory.

The long sword slowly began to dance, Han Feng seemed to be walking in the forest, and the long sword in his hand also began to dance one by one, and the sound of light explosions of leaves everywhere he passed was endless, and Han Feng's pace began to become smooth, and each sword accurately hit the falling leaves, leaving a shallow hole.

The sword light slowly floated, gathering and dispersing, Han Feng's movement speed was not very fast, but the entire forest began to slowly fill with that shocking sword light, and the entire forest was still quiet and rustling.

"That's how the point technique was applied, I understand......"

A little bit of enlightenment began to accumulate, Han Feng's heart became quiet, and the small voices around him began to emerge slowly, like ripples on the calm water, stirring up ripples one after another, and the ripples where the long sword passed were smoothed again.

The Mud Pill Palace in the center of the eyebrows began to swallow the heat from all over the body, and wisps of spiritual power were also absorbed, but Han Feng didn't notice it, and still waved his sword step by step.

The center of the eyebrows was slowly filled, and under the guidance of the spiritual power, the cyclones also began to slowly whirlpool, different from the cyclones in the dantian, the cyclone of the Mud Pill Palace was the spiritual power that included all the hot qi and slowly operated, like a layer of light veil, accumulating more and more.

The Mud Pill Palace was slowly filled with a full of breath, and a stream of breath impacted the inner wall, wanting to break this confinement, the entrance was still absorbing a steady stream of heat, and the interior was already crowded, and several heat streams were further squeezed out by the external pressure and bombarded the inner wall again and again.

Han Feng felt that his head was a little swollen, but he was in a very mysterious realm with the rise of the dance, regardless of the external situation, each sword stabbed out and began to bring a rotating force, and gradually, Han Feng's sword also began to be plated with a faint layer of silver, different from the battle qi, this silver is a kind of qi naturally produced by the sword dance.

With more and more heat flow, and the entrance was endlessly absorbed, the operation of the battle qi of the Great Zhou Tian was completely disrupted, and all the heat flow seemed to be out of control and rushed towards the Mud Pill Palace, and finally the inside of the Mud Pill Palace could no longer withstand the attack of the heat flow, and the inner walls were broken by the heat flow.

Han Feng, who was on the rise of the dance, suddenly felt a boom in his head, and countless thunderous roars began to resound in his whole mind, and for a while Han Feng was driven out of that artistic conception, and then he realized that his eyebrows were still burning, and he hurriedly threw his sword and knelt on the ground, with a look of pain.

The mud pill palace in the center of the eyebrows was completely swelled, and countless heat streams began to penetrate deeper into the brain with the barrier like a dragon entering the sea.

After a long time, the fire between his eyebrows slowly faded, and Han Feng eased up ignorantly, and his eyes slowly became focused, although he didn't know what was going on. After checking that there is nothing wrong with the body, I slowly got up.

It seemed to become brighter in front of him, and the flow of air currents could be seen with the naked eye, but the leaves that fluttered before were now so slow in Han Feng's opinion, Han Feng felt the flow of the wind around him, and the earth trembled slightly. After the labor pain, all the senses were unusually sharp, as if reborn with ease.

When he continued to train, Han Feng was surprised to find that his long sword was already silver when he swung it, and he obviously didn't have any additional battle qi, what was going on?

However, Han Feng suddenly burst into joy, could it be that this is the kind of light that the illusion has, the so-called sword qi?