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But at this time, the morning breeze was no longer in the room, and there was the sound of a long sword breaking through the air outside, and the sound of overworked panting.

In the courtyard outside the house, Chenfeng was holding Chi Drink, the long sword danced rapidly in his hand, and the sword flowers bloomed at the tip of the sword, and a sharp and gloomy momentum came out of nowhere, released on Chenfeng's body.

The young man showed a demeanor that he should not have at his age, and the blade of the sword stabbed into the void in front of Chenfeng again and again, if a master who was proficient in the meridians and acupoints of the human body saw it, he would definitely be amazed.

Because each of Morrowind's swords is pierced on different meridian acupuncture points, people who don't know only think that his swordsmanship is not proficient, so every time he stabs into the void, he falls in a different place, in fact, each of Morrowind's swords is intercepting the meridians and stimulating the acupuncture points.

If there is really an enemy standing in front of Morrowind, then each of Morrowind's swords is to stab at some special acupuncture points of the enemy, if the stabbed nerve will have a strong stimulation response, and there are also some acupuncture points that the thorn seed will die.

This special swordsmanship was learned by Chenfeng from the dead old man in the Luoxue Pavilion, and the dead old man also said that after he practiced it, he would give him a book of swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship that can make the dead old man care is definitely not a mortal thing, according to the dead old man's consistent style, Morrowind is so determined. Therefore, he has been practicing this swordsmanship hard, although this swordsmanship is very tricky, but thinking of that mysterious swordsmanship, Chenfeng's heart is firm in the belief to get.

After practicing a set of tricky swordsmanship, Chenfeng shook his wrist in place at great speed, forming a vague phantom, and finally put away his sword and held it backhand, gently exhaling a breath of turbidity, and Chenfeng suddenly felt refreshed.

I sweated a lot, but my proficiency in swordsmanship has improved a bit, which is a good harvest.

For morning exercises, the morning breeze never slackens, the road of martial arts does not advance or retreat, if you want to become a strong man, continuous practice is essential, there is no shortcut in martial arts all the way, every step must be steady and steady.

Chenfeng suddenly remembered one thing, the time when the Purple Sky Cangyun Sect competed with Ma Wei, his body underwent a strange change, drawing strength from heaven and earth into a powerful attack.

For that mysterious change, Chenfeng still remembers it vividly, if it weren't for the sudden change, it would be impossible for Chenfeng to be slightly better, and it was precisely because of that sudden move that Chenfeng could break through Ma Wei's knife technique.

Now that he has broken through to the seventh order of quenching the body, Chenfeng already knows that the power of heaven and earth at that time is aura, but he wonders why the aura at that time is so strong, through that moment of understanding, Chenfeng can defeat Ma Wei, who performed a mid-level martial art, which is enough to see the extraordinaryness of that moment.

And Chenfeng still has ideas, the perception at that moment may be a kind of martial art, although I don't know what the grade of the martial arts is, but judging from the sword technique of breaking Ma Wei, the grade must not be low, there is a faint expectation in Chenfeng's eyes, he decided to master this martial art proficiently, so that his strength will be a lot in the battle.

Firm in his belief, Chenfeng stared at him, carefully recalling the reason for his accident at that time, when he was in that moment of crisis, he suddenly had an epiphany.

Bowing his head for a while, the morning breeze turned his hand and snorted the tip of the sword, closed his eyes gently, and the morning breeze calmed into his own space, there was only himself here, and he carefully felt the subtle changes between the heaven and earth around him.

In his consciousness, the flowers and trees around him gradually disappeared, and he felt the mildness of the wind, the moisture of the morning dew, and the flow of the aura of heaven and earth.

He stood still, letting the dew from the branches drop down and wet his clothes. At this time, when everyone saw it, they would only think that Morrowind was bored and liked to stand in the courtyard like this, or that he was practicing some advanced martial arts or something.

In fact, even Morrowind himself didn't know that his phenomenon at this time was to enter the agility.

The so-called realm of agility is not a rare phenomenon, almost every martial artist who breaks through the Naling period has entered this realm, and they will perceive the mystery between heaven and earth, although it is only a glimpse of it, but it is such a momentary perception that will allow them to break through to the Naling period.

And this kind of realm can only be entered by martial artists who break through the Naling period, or some powerful people can also perceive through their own strength, but I haven't heard of anyone who can enter the quenching period to comprehend, and it may be a little surprise for Morrowind, but if some people know, I'm afraid it will be scared out of their teeth!

I don't know how long it took, just as the morning wind itself completely sank into this world, breaking through, he felt a strange fluctuation.

Suddenly, the gray cyclone in the body turned rapidly, and in the center of the cyclone, a faint light was emitted, and the aura that was calm in the body surged wildly, quickly filling the limbs and bones of the morning wind.

The morning breeze quickly raised his hand, and the red drink in his hand also let out a sword groan, and the light sound filled the entire courtyard, and the birds that got up in the morning looked at the morning breeze strangely from the branches.

A wind rose, and the meridians in Chenfeng's body quickly flowed with aura, and the wrist flipped the sword and the long sword cracked the air, making a sneering sound of breaking the sky. Chenfeng condensed his mind and slashed out the red drink in his hand.

Laugh at~

The sword qi released by the long sword came into contact with the ground, and instantly cracked a hideous scar, and the dense cracks spread out in all directions, extending all the way to the root of a large tree.

The frightened bird of the great tree chirped and flapped its wings and flew to the branch of another great tree, blinking its spiritual eyes and looking at the morning breeze in horror. I don't know if it was the morning breeze that disturbed it looking for insects, or if the sudden movement frightened it, which made it very dissatisfied, and chirped on the branches.

Looking at the crack on the ground that was about a foot long and the dense crack, even though the bird was dissatisfied with him because of this, the ground was wounded because of this, and the peace of the morning was destroyed by him, but there was a trace of disappointment in the eyes of the morning breeze.

That's right, it's just disappointment, for that long feat, Chenfeng was not happy, because this was not that martial art at all, it was just the power of the blessing of the aura in the body.

Of course, Morrowind was still a little surprised, after all, he had only just broken through to the seventh order of quenching, and this sword was blessed by aura, and the power was too much, which had already surpassed the power of the quenching period, and he estimated that it had probably reached the early stage of Naling's blow.

Although this unexpected gain was not bad, what he wanted was that mysterious comprehension, and thus the mysterious martial arts that were generated. He had a feeling that if he could master that kind of comprehension and send out the martial arts as he wanted, his strength might go beyond the quenching stage.

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