After settling her mind, Zhao Yanran recalled it carefully, and only then did she confirm that Fang Cai's sword was far from reaching the level of sword intent.

However, when I recall his figure, sword skills, steps, and even every tiniest movement, I immediately feel a unique 'rhyme' contained in it.

But any martial artist can get a first glimpse of the door of martial arts and master a certain essence of martial arts, so his every move, every move, every move, can have a unique rhythm.

And Zong Shou's swordsmanship not only has a sword rhyme, but it is pleasing to the eye. It seems to be a sword rhyme, sword momentum, and sword intent, and even faintly reached the level of 'soul'!

It has not really been realized, but it does contain a deep, unpredictable, and incomparably powerful martial arts idea!

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yanran looked at Zong Shou again. I didn't think it before, but when I looked at it now, I felt that the figure of this half-demon boy seemed to be a little thin and weak, but in fact, it contained heroic spirit, it was really upright, and his talent was terrifying.

A murderous force in the depths of his heart rose almost irrepressibly. The aura around Zhao Yanran's body changed immediately. Countless ice particles, fluttering in the wind. In a hundred zhang square, snowflakes floated, and the sword in his hand gradually became transparent, clear and clear, like crystal.

The chilling killing intent is also firmly locked thirty feet away. Such a character, she must not let him live!

Zong Shou was also slightly moved, raised his eyelids, and looked at her coldly. Half a step back, the long sword slanted slightly to the left, and the qi of the whole person also changed, which was a completely different temperament from before.

It used to be calm and elegant, but now it is a rock that stands still. Under the pressure of this thought, the thin body is as majestic as a mountain.

Zhao Yanran frowned slightly, only to feel that the sword momentum she was ready to attack was actually stagnant again.

A sentence flashed in my mind subconsciously - defend like the solid of the source mountain, and attack like the victory of the flamingo!

The so-called source mountain is the highest one in the central cloud land, with a height of 34,000 zhang. There are forty-nine peaks, which are huge. And the flamingo, is the shining flamingo of the western sea of clouds, when it was born is a fifth-order demon beast, known for its speed, it is difficult to see with the naked eye when flying, it is fleeting, compared to the genus of those divine beasts, it is not the same, so it is called the flamingo.

The last sword in the battle was indeed worthy of the victory of the Flamingo. Under her fierce attack, she held on to sixty-five swords without taking half a step back, which can also be called a solid defense like a source mountain!

However, at that time, the guarding of the sect was far from being so impressive.

is a simple action, but it involves the confrontation of martial arts.

Just like the situation when the Yellow Spring Netherworld was played before, it was a long time to prepare, but at the most critical moment, the rhythm was interrupted.

The sword in his hand, obviously not yet issued, has a feeling that it is difficult to continue.

- And one after the other, there are two completely different martial arts ideas!

At this moment, she was almost certain that if Lingyun Long said it, he would definitely regret it, and maybe he would beat his chest and stumble for what he said today.

I couldn't help but start imagining with bad taste, if the sect master of the Lingyun Sect saw this scene, would he directly beat Long Ruo into the Ten Thousand Winds Tower and suppress it for ten years and eight years?

Looking sideways to the side again, I saw that Yin Yang didn't know when, and he had reached the back of Zong Shou, about twenty zhang. The whole person is like an open bowstring, and the hostility is clear. Zhao Yanran frowned, and the killing intentions in her eyes gradually receded. Instead, he asked curiously, "Zong Shou, do you know the sword intent?"

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, feeling that the crazy woman in front of him not only had no killing intent, but also didn't even have much fighting intent left. But he still didn't dare to relax his carelessness, only nodded lightly, and lied without blinking: "I've heard of it, there are many records in the classics, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes——"

In his previous life, as the Sword Emperor Tan Qiu, one of the Seven Emperors of the Cloud Realm in the God Emperor Game, how could he not have seen the sword intent?

Even in reality, it has long been mastered.

However, with the thirteen years of experience of this 'sect guard', it is indeed impossible to see this kind of thing that is exclusive to the Heavenly Rank Martial Artist.

Zhao Yanran only felt a little astringent in her mouth, and she also felt that with the background of Zongshou, it was impossible for her to have seen such a profound martial art.

It's just that the complicated feelings in my heart are even more indescribable, and even a little frustrated.

Without seeing it with her own eyes, and without anyone to guide her, she can master the sword intent she dreams of-

Suddenly withdraw the sword and return it to its sheath. Zhao Yanran simply threw the two medicine bottles at Zong Shou.

"Zong Shougongzi is already a sword psychic, and with the flying knife before, he already uses three kinds of sword intent. I can't beat you, it's a sword fight. It's me who is arrogant, with you as the furnace Ding Yuan tire, I am afraid that the vitality of the future is less than one percent. I just hope that you and I won't say goodbye—"

When the medicine bottle was thrown, Zhao Yanran's face returned to a slightly frivolous smile. After taking a deep look at Zong Shou, he turned around and left.

It was sliding on the ice, and everywhere it passed, the swamp slurry froze one after another. At this moment, the speed of running is not inferior to Long Ruo's giant Jiao.

Zong Shou was secretly stunned, thinking that he really underestimated these ancients, and he didn't realize that this ice-based exercise was still so useful.

However, this Zhao Yanran, although she only has an innate realm and is full of true qi, she is also terrifyingly strong and thick. It can be used to travel, which is really a luxury.

Then he smiled again, looked at the medicine bottle in his hand, and the previous master's demeanor was gone.

The six pills in here are all good things.

The name of the Fetal Refining Pill is ordinary, as the name suggests, it is a pill that can assist in exercising fetal breath. However, it is often only owned by those big sects and big forces.

And because the prescription is different, the efficacy of the medicine is also different. There is also refining in the Qiantian Mountain, but the effect is the worst. According to Xue'er, Zong Weiran has saved nearly forty or so, and in Sanlu Qianzhuang, it has been accumulated for ten years in the Qiantian Mountain. It's a pity that it's in the general number, and now I can't get it.

And the Seven Spirits Sect's Fetal Cultivation Pill is additionally different. It is called the 'Seven Spirits Cultivation Fetal Pill' by the warriors of the Cloud Realm. Not only when practicing internally, but also for building a foundation. After opening the body veins and entering the external training level, it also has a miraculous effect.

It should be the Seven Spirits Sect, specially prepared for Zhao Yanran. As for the Snow Soul Pill, it is even more of the Seven Spirits Sect, a unique elixir for the divine soul. Each one can strengthen the soul power and purify the soul sea.

In a sense, the value of these six pills alone is actually not inferior to the three treasures given by Long Ruo.

If it weren't for this thing, he would have been an idiot to fight the mad woman alone.

This Zhao Yanran's martial arts and spiritual methods are quite extraordinary, and he can be called a hero among people, but why hasn't he heard of it in his previous life?

Just when he was a little distracted, he suddenly felt that Chu Xue walked up to him, and said with a stupid expression: "This woman has such a strange surname, and Lingyun Sect is also famous." That Long Ruo, since she knew that she was a member of the Demon Sect, why didn't she do it?"

Zong Shou Wan'er, his finger flicked Chu Xue's forehead and said, "Be polite when you see people in the future." Although this woman's methods are vicious, you don't want to scream like a witch and a demon girl. This Seven Spirit Sect is not a real Demon Sect—"

Seeing that Su Chuxue was stunned, Zong Shou had another headache. Although the Seven Spirits Sect is regarded as a demon, it is somewhat different from the real demon path. Therefore, the Lingyun Sect did not regard it as a real enemy at this moment.

This involves the battle of the Ancient Era, and Zong Shou himself is a little unclear, only knowing some general outlines.

ps: The recommendation of the starting point of this week, I can't find where to open up the wasteland, and I guess it's miserable this time. I hope everyone will help open up the wasteland this week, and don't fall off the new book list in the new week. In addition, regarding book reviews, the wasteland is now 6,000 words a day, there are still two books in Taiwan, and I am busy with blind dates and love, so I can only go to the book review area every day to read it, and I really don't have time to manage it. Let's wait until I can appoint a deputy moderator after V.