Next to the mountain stream, Lin Fan stretched out his hands, sensed the sharp will on the stone wall, and said for a long time: "It seems that I know what sword intent is." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

In the Shenzhou Continent, there are not many strong people who have become the strongest in the way of the sword and break through the void, but each strong person has his own legend.

The sword intent is the foundation for stepping into the way of the sword, and the sword can only be the way if it has the will.

And the monstrous edge that Lin Fan just endured was the will of the sword, and with one sword, Yu Wei was still able to destroy all the strong people. This is a powerful kendo and a strong will.

It is also the way of the strong that Lin Fan yearns for!

"Since there is sword intent, who gave the will of the sword?" Lin Fan showed a deep groan, since the sword intent exists, where does the sword intent come from, is it given by God? or is it cultivated the day after tomorrow?

"In the sword intent engraved above, there is a feeling of vastness, so the sword intent is the same in the world?" Thinking back to the palpitating pressure just now, there were a few more questions in my heart.

"Bang"

Lin Fan's long sword was pulled out from his waist, and in just an instant, a cliff rock burst with a sound.

"There is no sword intent. ”

"Still nothing"

Lin Fan struck out with another sword, a sword shadow flashed, and a stone broke again, seeing that Lin Fan shook his head and said softly.

Lin Fan looked around, his gaze stopped at the broken wall, his eyes flashed, and he picked up the long sword and walked towards the broken wall.

"The residual sword intent on the broken wall is just enough for me to practice swords!"

"Huh~"

"Stirrup~~"

The two voices came to mind one after the other, the former was of course the sound of Lin Fan's sword, and the latter was the sound of the long sword hitting the broken wall.

On the broken wall, I saw an inconspicuous white mark faintly appearing where the long sword hit.

Seeing the white mark, Lin Fan's eyes shrank, and then flickered again, and he swung a sword to cut off the boulder, and his strength could be seen, but such a sword that could be broken by the boulder only left a white mark on the broken wall that was not obvious.

Rao is Lin Fan, who has long been expected, and he is also a defensive force that has some unexpected broken walls. But the stronger the defense of the broken wall, the more excited Lin Fan became, at least the cultivation goal was there

For now, it's to break the broken wall with a sword.

"Woo Woo ~~~~~"

The sound of breaking wind sounded one after another, and the white marks on the broken wall became more and more dense. But there is no sign of brokenness, it is still hard and smooth.

And Lin Fan was not discouraged, and the attacks in his hands did not stop for a moment.

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There are no years in the path of monasticism, and ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Sneer~"

The sound of iron sheet rubbing sounded, and under Lin Fan's attacks again and again, the broken wall finally had a slight crack, small and thin.

In ten days, in addition to eating the dry food he brought, Lin Fan even omitted a few days of sleeping, and of course his efforts were rewarded

Lin Fan's strength, accuracy, and speed have increased several times.

It's just that in the past two days, Lin Fan seems to have entered a certain bottleneck, and these values have stopped.

But overall, this time it was a great benefit. If you fight Xiongshan with your current strength, although you will still lose, you won't lose so badly.

Lin Fan put away his long sword and looked out of the mountain stream, his eyes were full of boulders, Lin Fan's eyes flickered, it was time to go back in ten days.

After saying that, the figure trembled slightly, the yuan force under his feet gathered, and a breaking wind held up his ankles, and the figure swept forward lightly.

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the mountain stream, Lin Fan jumped violently.

But when he was about to jump out of the exit, a familiar momentum suddenly appeared

Lin Fan couldn't be unfamiliar with this momentum!

Sword Intent! Sword Intent on the Broken Wall!

This sword intent still exudes vastness, the only difference is that the momentum of this sword intent is at least three times that of the last time!

"Bang!"

I saw that Lin Fan, who jumped up, was rebounded by the sword intent and flew up, and when he took off, he quickly took out his long sword and fixed it on the ground, his brows furrowed tightly.

Lin Fan, who had calmed down, scolded, stood on the side of the sword intent barrier, and threw out the scabbard in his hand, only to see that when the scabbard crossed the barrier, it instantly turned into a Yunnan powder.

"it!"

"Can only enter, not exit?"

Lin Fan's eyes flickered, the biggest problem for him at the moment was how to get out of this barrier and forcibly break through?

As long as you go out, you will instantly turn into Yunnan powder.

Time passed minute by minute, and the bright sun slowly turned into sunset, during which Lin Fan also thought of several ways to cross the barrier, but none of them could break the barrier.

"Am I, Lin Fan, going to be trapped here!" Lin Fan roared angrily to the sky

The dry food he brought was only enough to eat for ten days, and if it dragged on like this, he would have to die sooner or later. If you don't die in a hurry, you will starve to death

"If you cultivate the sword intent, you can go out of the mountain!"

An ethereal voice that seemed to be cut off at any moment floated down from the sky, waking up Lin Fan, who was thinking

Lin Fan was ecstatic in his heart, and shouted to the sky: "Senior, can you save the junior out!"

"If you cultivate the sword intent, you can go out of the mountain, if you can't cultivate, life and death are up to the sky. ”

The echo kept ringing, half-ringing, and the ethereal sound came from the sky again.

This time Lin Fan heard it clearly, but after hearing it clearly, his brows furrowed even deeper, in the past ten days of concentrating on sword practice, Lin Fan knew very well that the sword intent to be cultivated was not an overnight effort, if the sword intent was allowed to enter and exit, then Lin Fan's chances of going out were also slim.

"The important thing about sword intent is not the sword, it's the intent!" The ethereal voice sounded again, exploding in Lin Fan's ears

"Meaning is the most important?" Lin Fan carefully reflected on what the ethereal voice said. Gradually, I fell into contemplation.

Sword intent, isn't the sword intent the same in the world? Why do I observe that sword intent as a vast intent, but the will that emerges in my heart when I draw my sword is another.

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mountain stream

Above the sky, the rickety old man of the Record Hall stared at Lin Fan in Fang, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth

Obviously, the person who spoke just now was the rickety old man, last time he had no intention of passing through the ring, who knew which battle he had just caught in with Xiong Mountain, and since then he has been observing Lin Fan, until ten days ago, the Great Han Sword Pavilion was shrouded in a long sword phantom

The rickety old man guessed that there were Sword Pavilion disciples who entered the mountain stream, and others didn't know, but the old man knew very well that the mountain stream was just a measuring stick, and what he measured was the talent of the disciples in the door, Dao Heart.

And that sword intent is just a test of entering the mountain stream.

But the old man didn't lie to Lin Fan, if he wanted to get out of the mountain stream, he really had to have sword intent.

He didn't know exactly why he had to have sword intent to get out, he only knew that since the establishment of the Great Han Sword Pavilion, this test had been set up, and for thousands of years, there were only two people who passed the measuring tape

One is Ji Yan, and the other is Lin Fan. He pointed out to Lin Fan, but he just didn't want Lin Fan to take a detour.

Although he doesn't know whether it is right or wrong to pull out seedlings and promote growth.

.........

"Sword... Sword Intent... I want to become stronger!" Unconsciously, Lin Fan slowly fell into a daze and began to shout in a panic. Slowly began to spin around, and finally fainted.

Scenes flashed through my mind......

"Waste! I'm going to die here!"

Lu Yuan's face was cold, and he was not kind at all.

As soon as the picture turned, Zhong Shan appeared in front of Lin Fan's eyes again

"If you can't even comprehend the sword intent, you're a waste! Go die" Zhong Shan also had a cold face, without any popularity.

"No... No... I'm not a waste!"

"I can do it!I will have sword intent, I will!!"

A lawless momentum filled the space, and Lin Fan suddenly woke up, and a sharp intent shot out from his scarlet eyes

"Boom!"

I saw that at the broken wall, a deep sword mark was particularly conspicuous on the smooth stone slab!

The light curtain also trembled slightly, and after struggling for a while, it turned into nothingness with a bang.

Lin Fan really looked at the sword marks at the broken wall blankly, his face was incredulous, after all, he hadn't cut out a single cut for more than ten days of cultivation, and now just a look at it blasted out a trace of the broken wall.

Such a gap is too big, and Lin Fan is a little uncomfortable.

"Boom~" A loud sound sounded, and I saw the sword intent light curtain trembling, and the light curtain disappeared in an instant.

Lin Fan's face was ecstatic, and he couldn't wait to rush out of the mountain stream.

Above the mountain stream, the rickety old man grinned and said with some surprise:

"New sword intent, lawlessness, I want to see how lawless you are!"

"Hahahahaha......"

The figure flashed, leaving a wisp of wind.