"Hmm~" Lin Feng pestled his head, glanced at Ye Jian, and said, "Your cultivation should be the 'Purple Yang Sword Sutra', right?" This set of ** is known for its slow progression, and it is useless without a large amount of purple qi. ”

Ye Jian nodded.

"So the next place you are going to must be the 100,000-mile Purple Flame Mountain, am I right?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.

Ye Jian nodded undeniably.

Lin Feng suddenly fell into a gloomy brow, glanced at Ye Jian, and said, "What a good sword training embryo, it's a pity that the small sect has trampled on talents in vain!"

Ye Jian just smiled and said nothing, Lin Feng saw this, and immediately frowned deeper, muttering: "If you were born in our Heavenly Sword Sect, I dare to guarantee that your strength will definitely be a hundred times stronger than now." ”

"Isn't my current progress speed enough?" Ye Jian asked with a frown.

"Is it enough?" Lin Feng suddenly looked at Ye Jian with his eyes as if he had heard something big, and said, "There are so many people in the world who are progressing faster than you in this world, do you think that you are progressing fast?"

"Nope. Ye Jian shook his head, but he was slightly shocked in his heart.

Seeing this, Lin Feng smiled and said, "Don't be unconvinced, I'll give you a simple example, just say that the top ten on the Qianlong list, their progress can be described in one word, a thousand miles a day." ”

Ye Jian smiled, but he felt a lot of pressure in his heart, and secretly exerted his strength, "My progress will be faster! Otherwise, on this big stage, I will only become a stepping stone under the feet of others." ”

Lin Feng said: "Ye Jian, your vision is still too low now, no, five days later, the second prince of the Yue Kingdom will hold a Shengyuan Meeting, and the invitees are all the geniuses of various countries who have recently gathered in this city, and I will take you to see it when the time comes." ”

"Okay, I'll go with you. Ye Jian chuckled.

So, the two talked for a long time, and Ye Jian learned from Lin Feng's mouth that geniuses from various countries had sprung up one after another, and the grand occasion of the Golden Martial Domain had far exceeded that of the previous ones, and all of them had begun to work on the Hidden Dragon List.

Ye Jian asked about the distribution of strength among the geniuses of various countries, in fact, he was asking about the approximate strength ranking on the Hidden Dragon List in a year, but the result was quite surprising to him.

According to Lin Feng, according to the strength distribution of the previous Hidden Dragon List, it can be roughly divided into three levels, the top ten young generations, all of them have reached the peak of the Transformation Yuan Realm, and the cultivation of the first place has reached the half-step Qi Sea Realm.

The top 100 are all in the late stage of the Huayuan Realm, and they take them out at random, and it is more than wrong to pick the peak of the older generation of the Huayuan Realm.

Among the top three hundred, none of them had not reached the middle stage of the Transformation Yuan Realm, which was already the lowest standard, and fighting at the next level was a common thing for geniuses, as soon as he thought of this, Ye Jian suddenly felt that the pressure doubled.

Talking with Lin Feng very happily, so, in the next three days, Ye Jian and Lin Feng fought each other to feed each other, and jointly looked for their own shortcomings.

And after three days of sword practice, the progress of the two is a thousand miles a day, the swordsmanship in Lin Feng's hand is in line with everyone's trend, and now it has become more mature, and Ye's swordsmanship is pragmatic, a sword down, fast, accurate, ruthless!

Lin Feng was born in the Heavenly Sword Sect of the Seven-Rank Great Sect, and the Heavenly Sword Sect only emphasizes the cultivation of swordsmanship, and has many deep insights into swordsmanship.

In the past, he couldn't figure it out, and the obscure places were completely unobstructed at the moment, Ye Jian faintly felt that when the sword momentum in his body was running, there was a faint feeling of sword body resonance.

Ye Jian was overjoyed, because he knew that he had already touched a little bit of sword intent.

......

At night, Ye Jian sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and meditated, breathing evenly and rhythmically, and with a pause, an amazing picture appeared in his mind.

This picture depicts the situation of a battlefield, with hundreds of thousands of men and horses on each side, all holding a cold long sword in their hands, and the cold light on the blade is exposed, as if to compare the cold moon.

Ye Jian shook his head slightly, but he suddenly opened his eyes, the essence in his eyes passed, and when he was about to take out the Falling Star Sword slowly and present it to his chest, Ye Jian closed his eyes again, and his mind calmed down.

At the same time, on the picture in Ye Jian's mind, he saw Ye Jian himself appear on the battlefield and become a charging soldier on one side, but the sword in Ye Jian's hand was closely linked to himself at the moment.

The two armies faced each other, and finally began to fight, long as the water of the floodgates, Ye Jian rushed to the front, waving the long sword in his hand, and his swordsmanship was vividly displayed on this battlefield.

The long sword in Ye Jian's hand was extremely sharp, constantly killing and injuring the enemy, and finally attracted a more powerful opponent, while the sword in the opponent's hand was even more powerful, and with just a slight wave, it cut off the connection between Ye Jian and the sword in his hand.

Without the connection with the sword in his hand, Ye Jian's combat power doubled, and the situation was critical, he tried hard to contact the layer of beheaded relationship, but when he finally got in touch, he was cut off by the other party again.

And at this moment, in the outside world, the green tendons on Ye Jian's forehead burst out, sweat droplets rolled down, and white smoke faintly came out of the heavenly spirit cover.

Ye Jian kept contacting the sword in his hand in his mind, and he was constantly cut off again, once, twice, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand...... Time slipped away quietly, and Ye Jian no longer remembered his connection with the sword, how many times he was cut off, and how many sword wounds he had suffered on his body, but the realization in Ye Jian's heart was getting bigger and bigger.

Soon, the day of the outside world passed in the blink of an eye, during which Lin Feng came to look for Ye Jian, but when he saw that the latter was in retreat, he went back on his own, and soon, another night passed.

When the early morning of the fifth day came, Ye Jian opened his eyes, and two invisible swords suddenly shot out from his pupils, crossing and slashing at the wall in front of him.

Puff~!

I only heard two pops, and suddenly there were two sharp sword marks left on the wall.

At the same time, in Ye Jian's body, the invisible sword momentum was converging in his mind, constantly compressed, and then a little silver light was faintly seen, as if the essence of the sword momentum was squeezed out.

Airplanes~!

The silver brilliance flickered, but the Meteorite Sword on Ye Jian's knee was on its own, and the momentum around him changed in vain, only feeling that there was more sharp aura than before.

Ye Jian raised his right hand, his index finger and middle finger stood together, and immediately slashed towards the wall in front of him, only to hear a 'stab' sound, and then a sharp sword mark was drawn on the wall.

The sword qi is pointed out, which is the embodiment of comprehending the sword intent.

However, Ye Jian can't be regarded as comprehending the sword intent yet, he can only be said to be a half-step sword intent.

The sword momentum in Ye Jian's mind, only after he completely broke through to the silver mang, he could be regarded as comprehending the sword intent, and at this moment, the silver mang, in his mind was only a quarter.

Ye Jian got up, immediately raised his sword and walked into the courtyard, climbed the Meteorite Sword with his right hand, and the half-step sword intent in his mind was suddenly automatically linked.

Thorn~!

A sharp sound sounded, and immediately I saw a puff of purple sword qi rushing out, and suddenly the popping sound on the copper pillar on the opposite side continued, as if the rain hit the beans.

Ye Jian swung his sword back into the sheath, and immediately saw that on the copper pillar opposite, several sharp sword marks appeared, about an inch deep.

"Hahaha, Ye Jian, Shibei three days, when you are impressed, I didn't expect that you have just comprehended the half-step sword intent, and your strength has increased so much, it is really gratifying!" Lin Feng's hearty laughter sounded outside the door of the small courtyard.

Ye Jian smiled indifferently, turned around to look, but his pupils shrank slightly, Lin Feng's whole person was much sharper than a few days ago, and he immediately smiled: "Compared with Brother Lin, I am still a little bit now." ”

Lin Feng walked into the courtyard gate, looked Ye Jian up and down carefully, and then nodded and quipped: "Well, there is a bit of a sharp aura added to the body, and the temperament of a swordsman is becoming more and more obvious." ”

Ye Jian smiled faintly, and immediately asked, "Brother Lin came to me this time, but it was to participate in the Shengyuan Meeting. ”

"Yes. Lin Feng immediately patted his head, as if he had just remembered, and said, "Originally, I thought you were in retreat, and I deserved to go alone, but now it's okay, let's go together." ”

"Hmm. Ye Jian nodded, but his mood was a little surging, more than twenty geniuses gathered, and all of them were like Ye Jian, or stronger than Ye Jian, it was exciting to think about.

Immediately, Lin Feng and Ye Jian left Xiaoxuan Bamboo Garden, directly called a carriage on the street, and drove the two towards the second prince's mansion.

The second prince supported the convening of the Shengyuan Meeting, and the news had already spread throughout Kyoto City, and at this moment, all the tea houses in the city were already full, and everyone was waiting quietly.

Suddenly, a figure in the distance quickly ran towards the teahouse, and suddenly, everyone in the teahouse became excited.

"It's coming, the news is finally here. ”

"Great, I love hearing about genius battles the most. ”

The city is full of tension, blood and blood.

Ye Jian and Lin Feng finally came to the mansion of the second prince, and under the leadership of the gatekeeper, they came to a very large forest garden in the mansion of the second prince, the Spring Residence Garden.

As soon as he entered the courtyard gate, he was immediately greeted by a strong spring mood, and at this moment, a young man with a face like a crown of jade and a rich god walked out, "Ha Luha, Brother Lin, you are here now, if you don't come again, I will send someone to urge." ”

"Let the second prince wait for a long time. Lin Feng hugged his fists and apologized.

At this time, the eyes of the second prince were fixed on Ye Jian, and his pupils immediately shrank slightly, slightly surprised, and asked, "Lin Feng, dare to be the name of this brother?"

"Oh, that's right, this is Ye Jian of Zhao Guonan Luozong, he heard that the second prince held a Shengyuan meeting here, so he also wanted to come to participate, so I brought him here, and I ask the second prince to forgive me for the offense. Lin Feng apologized.

"Whereever, welcome, welcome!" the second prince said with a smile.