With a sword in his hand, Han Feng's momentum finally changed, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, straight to the heart, and an arrogant and uninhibited and fierce aura emanated from his body.

"Boy, it's okay!" the red-robed man stared at Han Feng, his eyes showing surprise, and said lightly.

Indeed, he really didn't expect Han Feng to have such achievements in kendo at such an age.

Normally, sword practitioners will stick to some customs and temperaments related to swords, such as hand calluses, sharpness, coldness, arrogance, etc., but the Han Feng he saw before did not show it, and those who can hide these sword temperaments will definitely reach a very high level of understanding in swordsmanship.

But he didn't know that Han Feng not only had the Spirit Moon Jade Scroll, but also cultivated the mimicry technique, not to mention concealing the temperament of sword cultivation, even concealing cultivation.

"Senior, you praise it falsely!" Han Feng smiled faintly, and then pointed the silver-white long sword in his hand at the red-robed man, and said extremely provocatively: "The juniors still have a lot of things outside, so I won't explain them to the seniors one by one, everything is in the sword!"

"I hope you don't disappoint me!" The red-robed man couldn't help but be angry when he heard this, and after snorting coldly, he slowly placed the blood-red long sword in his hand sideways on his chest.

With the sound of "Boom!".

The red-robed man moved, and the whole person was like a meteor chasing the moon, speeding towards Han Feng.

In the middle of the flight, the long sword in the hand of the red-robed man suddenly shook out several sword flowers, and then the tip of the sword shrouded the whole body like stars dotting the night sky.

"Good swordsmanship!" Seeing such a sword momentum, Han Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and then, the whole person became extremely excited.

"Qiang!" Under Ling Yue's expectant gaze, Han Feng took out his sword.

"Thousands of waves!" With a low shout, Han Feng's wrist flicked, and the sword waves like stormy waves suddenly rippled towards the red-robed man.

"Haha! You can use these garbage sword moves, how can you win me!" Looking at the layers of sword waves, the red-robed man raised his head and smiled, his face full of disdain, and then the whole person turned into a sword light, and the crazy Korean wind pounced on him.

"Senior, the strength of the sword path, how can it be measured by the strength of the sword move!" Feeling the madness of the red-robed man, Han Feng snorted coldly, and then shook his hand, and the sword momentum surged towards the red-robed man like a wave again.

It is also a move "Thousand Layers of Stacked Waves", but it has changed slightly from before, and secondly, the sword momentum not only contains artistic conception, but also has a little more water attributes.

Water has the meaning of continuity, both offensive and defensive!

In an instant, the red-robed man's sword momentum in the sky was rushed away without a trace.

"The artistic conception of the sword! Interesting!" Seeing this, the red-robed man couldn't help but sigh, and his face changed from disdain to solemnity, at this moment, the red-robed man had already restrained his contempt, and immediately his body rose to the ground, the long sword in his hand shook, and the ten thousand blood-red sword light contained a terrifying soul and overwhelmed the Korean wind.

Looking at the sword light sweeping from the sky, Han Feng frowned slightly, then his eyes closed slightly, the long sword in his hand slowly raised, and stabbed aimlessly forward, snorting softly in his mouth: "Break!"

As Han Feng snorted softly, the sword move used by the red-robed man was broken clean again in an instant!

"What kind of swordsmanship are you!" the red-robed man screamed with a shocked expression.

"The sword technique in the sword diagram!" Han Feng smiled and responded.

It turned out that since the moment Han Feng comprehended the sword intent in the stone city, he also had a complete understanding of the character pattern drawn on the sword map.

The sword diagram is not a diagram, but the general outline of the Nine Swords of the Peerless Heaven - Peeping Heart Style!

The man depicted in the picture is not a human being, but Kenshin!

As the name suggests, the peeping heart style, that is, the heart of the sword, from the moment of spiritual practice of the sword, its heart is attached to a soul, called the sword soul, the heart with the sword soul, also called the sword heart!

When each sword user comes out of the sword, there is a sword heart, and this peeping heart style is to dig out the mind of the sword maker naked, and expose it in front of him, and the weaknesses and changes of his sword moves can be seen at a glance.

The red-robed man first shook his head when he heard this, and then asked in a puzzled tone, "This is the legendary Nine Swords of the Absolute Heaven!"

"It can be said that it is the Nine Swords of the Peerless Heaven!" Han Feng couldn't help but nod when he heard this, and said lightly: "To put it in detail, this should be the general outline of the Nine Swords of the Peerless Heaven - Peeping Heart Style!"

Han Feng and the red-robed man faced off twice, and he had already made the strength of the red-robed man clear.

The red-robed man is the sword soul of the Zhantian Sword, only the power of the soul, and does not have any spiritual power cultivation, and the swordsmanship he uses Han Feng has long been familiar with, that is, the sword moves made by those golden bronze people in the stone city, although these sword moves are of a very high level, but the red-robed man can only exert his meaning, his god, but there is no strong spiritual power to support the power of the sword move, and the venue of the sword competition is in Han Feng's sea of knowledge, and the soul power of the red-robed man cannot play any role at all, therefore, victory, for Han Feng, is only a matter of time.

Before, Han Feng understood the conversation between Lingyue and the red-robed man Zhan Tian, whether the Zhan Tian Sword and the Sword Soul Zhan Tian were one, what the instrument soul was, why he could use the Zhan Tian Sword at will in his previous life, but not in this life, all the answers were on the Instrument Soul Lingyue and Zhan Tian!

"Peep at the heart!" After the red-robed man muttered for a moment, he slowly raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Boy, the two of us continue to compete in swords, I want to see what is so magical about this Nine Heavens Absolute Sword!"

"No problem!" Han Feng replied lightly. If you want to recover a character like the red-robed man Zhantian, in addition to attacking his heart, the more important thing is to rely on strong strength.

As soon as Han Feng's words fell, the red-robed man swung his sword again and rushed towards Han Feng, and the subtlety of the sword moves he made was simply breathtaking, making Han Feng's heart pound.

However, Han Feng didn't want to continue admiring, as his figure flashed and his wrist moved, the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed towards the red-robed man like lightning.

"How is this possible!" Looking at the long sword that came straight over, the red-robed man suddenly screamed, and then he quickly retreated as if he had seen a ghost.

However, Han Feng did not stop because the red-robed man retreated.

The next moment, Han Feng stepped on the thunder step, and his figure was like a ghost and followed the red-robed man closely, and the long sword in his hand split, chop, collapse, teasing, checking, intercepting, stabbing, stirring, hanging, and pressing, every sword is inseparable from these ten words, the sword moves are simple and clear, without the slightest fancy.

However, it is precisely this most basic sword move, * The red-robed man kept retreating sharply, and he had no power to fight back, so he could only parry desperately, looking at his flushed face was enough to explain the embarrassing mood at the moment.

Ling Yue, who was standing on the sidelines watching the battle, looked at this scene dumbfounded, and his pretty face showed disbelief, you must know that Zhan Tian is the soul of Zhan Tian's sword, and the masters he follows are all strong men who dominate one side, and the high-level swordsmanship he has practiced is countless, but he is completely vulnerable under Han Feng's sword, which is simply incredible!

"Senior, admit defeat!" Just as Lingyue was immersed in incomparable horror, Han Feng let out a long howl that pulled her back to reality again.

Under the gaze of Lingyue's beautiful eyes, Han Feng's sword momentum was great, and the sword flashed, like a starry sky, beautiful!

As soon as the long howl of the dragon and the phoenix fell, the sword light that Han Feng shook out not only tore open the sword net of the red-robed man, but also left more than a dozen cuts on the red-robed man's clothes.

If it weren't for Han Feng's mercy, the red-robed man would not have more than a dozen holes on his clothes at this moment, but more than a dozen holes in his body.