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Since a great sword master has a weakness, he will inevitably try his best to protect this part when facing the enemy.

As a young man who had just touched the threshold of cultivation, he really didn't know whether to test it with a bow and arrow.

Jiang Zhonghu has seen the lessons of the past, he does not have such a strong confidence to resist the opponent's sword qi, he opened the bow without turning back the arrow, once the feather arrow flies out, driving the air to vibrate, it is likely to echo with a sword qi with even several boundless killing intent.

Only cultivators within the "Four Divine Realms" are qualified to be called Great Sword Masters.

Hui Yue guessed the other party's specific cultivation realm from the monk's sword intent, and observed the strange evil sword aura emitted by his flying sword, showing that his cultivation method was different from the Buddha sword.

Could it be that he, as a monk, cultivates the Dao sword?

The dense forest was very quiet, and Zhuo Zangfeng could clearly see the monk's every move, but he couldn't see it from the monk, but he couldn't be sure if his divine sense could sense it, so they didn't dare to move around at will.

Moreover, Hui Yue on the ancient pine in front of her was accumulating sword intent, she concentrated her full attention, her brows were deeply furrowed, the two swords in front of her were fluorescent, and the vitality around her was affected.

Where the princess is hidden, how can the monks not know? His powerful divine sense has already sensed everything. But his purpose is not only Her Royal Highness the Princess, for him, Zhuo Zangfeng is the ultimate goal this time.

He could have easily cut off Zhuo Zangfeng's great head with a flying sword, but he felt the powerful qi emanating from Hui Yue's body, which made him feel quite tricky, and he chose to start here He mentioned that he had made countless preparations.

The intensity of the clouds and mist in the mountains, the number of trees in the forest, and the direction of the wind in early winter can all affect the performance of sword qi.

He chose to be between the cliffs and rocks, which did not seem to conform to the enemy's tactics of light and darkness, but he had a great advantage in using the vitality between heaven and earth.

There is a lot of moisture in the woods, but the vitality is thin, and it is naturally not as abundant as the endless flow of vitality between the mountain walls.

When facing the enemy, one's own vitality is limited, and it is more with the help of the boundless vitality between heaven and earth that it can be endless and invincible.

There is only one Zhuo Zangfeng in the world, and his dantian qi sea has accumulated thousands of sword yuan that are as magnificent as the universe, as high and deep as the sea, and inexhaustible.

The sword element is the condensation of the flying sword and the vitality by the cultivator, which was originally illusory, and when you look closely, it is the shape of a small sword. Only the great sword master above the "Fusion God Realm" can condense the essence of the sword element, but the number cannot exceed two.

The Great Sword Master can melt the iron long sword into a sword element, and he can also condense the vitality in the sea of dantian qi into an indestructible sword qi at will.

"There are four gods above the nine products, and two gods outside the land and the sky. ”

Today's highest level of sword cultivation is the "Land Immortal Realm" and "Flying Wonderland Outside the Sky", not to mention the hardships of cultivation and the level of talent, there are very few cultivators who can enter this legendary fairyland in the Tang Dynasty.

They are all known as Sword Gods and Sword Saints to show endless admiration and respect.

In the countless debates between the Tai Academy, the National Teachers Academy, and the Heavenly Teachers Academy, one side proceeded from the argument that the Tang Dynasty was full of talents: it was believed that there were many cultivators in the world who had reached the "Land Immortal Realm" and the "Flying Immortal Realm Outside the Heavens", but most of them were hidden in the Immortal Mountain outside the Fangwai Immortals, or Feixia Ascension;

Hui Yue's double swords have been hidden in his sleeves, and the monk has long noticed that he just can't tell if this nun has practiced two sword yuans, and until now, he is about to go out of the territory of the Tang Kingdom, and he can't afford to be too cautious, so he finally made a move.

The sound of the wooden fish came slowly, like a heavy ripple, and the green dragon sword hanging in the air shot out again.

The sword swirled and roared in mid-air, but the cold sword qi on the sword body was like a huge wave that was higher than the other, as if it had the power of overturning the river and the sea.

Huiyue's thick eyebrows were raised, and the two short swords suddenly rushed out, rushing up and down to meet the monk's green dragon sword.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the three swords met in the air, suddenly emitting a dazzling light.

Then the whistle sounded urgently, and Hui Yue hurriedly urged the sword qi. The two short swords controlled by her mind suddenly jumped up and down like swimming dragons, striking at the monk's green dragon sword from the left and right.

The Qinglong Sword was impacted, and the sword body suddenly flipped over, and with the rapid sound of the monk Muyu, it turned faster and faster, and then only a piece of golden light remained, but it was impossible to see the shadow of the three swords at all.

Boundless golden light spread across the bodies of the three battleing swords, like the gold dust that the gods had fallen from striking the sun with a giant hammer.

The princess stared intently into the sky, and for the first time her deep eyes showed shock.

She said softly, "What a strong sword intent!"

Zhuo Zangfeng plunged his long sword into the ground, clenched his bow, and held two feathered arrows in his left hand, watching the monk keep tapping Muyu's arms, carefully observing the gap in the flow of vitality under his ribs.

Her Royal Highness the Princess, who has always been rare to speak, said this, which made him even more hesitant.

This woman in the harem, Her Royal Highness the noble and mysterious princess, is she also a cultivator?

Seeing that she was weak, except for the aura that escaped from the flow of her wonderful eyes, there was no trace of qi on her body, and besides, she came from Chang'an thousands of miles to find the Heavenly Dao Divine Spring, could it be that she was trying to improve her cultivation? Or did she encounter some sad pass?

He couldn't figure through these questions, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he saw that he had lost the opportunity to fire a few arrows in vain.

The princess, probably seeing the uneasiness in the young man's heart in front of her, took two steps forward, stood side by side with him, and said softly, "Your arrows will not hurt him at all." ”

If these words came out of the mouth of Duan Qianhua or Meng Taixu, he would accept it, but from the mouth of a young woman, he faintly felt that there was far more irony than care.

He has not been in the strict palace, and he does not know much about the kind of etiquette that should be observed between monarchs and ministers or between nobles and commoners, and his nature is more inclined to be naïve, despite many setbacks, his nature still remains, which may be the official atmosphere of the mountains and wilderness in the Tang Dynasty.

"Her Royal Highness the princess even knows how to do kendo?"

The princess looked at the sword qi that was constantly flickering in the sky, and thought to herself that this young man had used the words "unexpectedly" and "also", obviously expressing doubts about his cultivation realm, but he did not hide it.

Seeing that his face was scorched, he only knew how to drink water along the way, although he had also sent out four arrows to kill the broken mirror, but if there were no guards and the people of the Flowing Cloud Sect to exhaust the vitality of this fierce beast, how could he be so lucky.

He was carrying a broken wooden box, and he seemed to be extremely important, not knowing that the senior officer of the military department had recruited him, but although his cultivation was the lowest, his courage was the greatest.

The princess thought about it a lot, so much so that the vitality in the sea of dantian qi began to collide indiscriminately again, and it is said that the divine spring can be suppressed and let herself pass through the most difficult pass in this cultivation, but at present, under the sword qi of this monk, it is still unknown whether she can escape.

Judging from the monk's sword intent, what he cultivated was definitely not the purest Buddha sword.

The Buddha's sword is bright and clear, his sword intent is treacherous and changeable, the reality is uncertain, and the sword aura emitted is filled with a strong murderous aura. There is no Buddhist compassion at all.

She didn't pay attention to the young man's slightly sarcastic rhetorical question, nor did she give birth to the majestic anger that she had cultivated in the royal family, she felt a little amused by the question, but she didn't want to answer, let's talk about it all alive.

Zhuo Zangfeng's fiery temper has been sharpened, and he is gradually less impatient, especially after the general's divorce, he has deeply reflected on his character for a long time, as said in the "Secret Archery Method", if you want to practice archery well, you must be able to calm down, your heart must be calm, you must be stable, you must be able to endure, and you can tolerate.

"Endure what ordinary people can't endure, work hard, and work hard, you can achieve great success. ”

So he was neither angry at the princess's neglect, nor retreating in the face of a formidable enemy.

Unlike the princess, he believed that he could get out of this dense forest and kill the continuous sword qi spawned by the monks.

He watched intently, and saw the gap under the monk's ribs, and the vitality was thick and extremely thin. He had already seen that when the monk was ventilating, the vitality under his ribs became extremely weak in an instant, and when he was using all his strength to generate Xuan Qi to control the flying sword, the strong vitality was actually thick and could not be seen at a glance.

At this time, Huiyue's two short swords were getting faster and faster, and they kept hitting the monk's Qinglong Sword and Sword, as fast as a tight drum, and the Qinglong Sword was also turning faster and faster under the impact of the two short swords.

Hui Yue used all her strength, and the two short swords condensed their own vitality, as well as the traction of heaven and earth vitality, and slammed into the Qinglong Sword with a thunderous momentum and lightning-like speed.

The monk's face turned from white to black, and the cyan monk's robe swayed like the wind, and when the imperial envoy Qinglong Sword was spinning rapidly, it was extremely clever to dissipate the sword qi on Huiyue's two short swords.

The faster Hui Yue's two short swords collided, the faster his Blue Dragon Sword would spin.

From this point of view, the monks are on the defensive.

Originally, it was a sunny day, and there were originally white clouds floating in the sky, but at this time, under the boundless sword intent of the three flying swords, the white clouds seemed to be cut into pieces, and then torn into powder by the sword qi full of murderous intent, and disappeared without a trace.

Duan Chen and the others looked at the flying sword in the air, secretly rejoicing, if they abandoned Her Royal Highness the princess at that time and fled, their fate would definitely be like a cloud in the sky.

The Great Sword Master takes people's heads within a hundred miles, and no matter how fast he escapes, he can't fly the sword.

At this time, the three flying swords in mid-air gradually approached the monk's direction, and then approached the distance of less than an arrow, and Huiyue's two short swords would force the monk's head above.

The nun, who was sitting upright on Honka, opened her eyes, folded her hands, and poured powerful thoughts into the two short swords.

"Whew!"

The three flying swords that had been fighting suddenly roared towards the monk, and suddenly stopped less than a foot away from the stone wall, and then one of the two short swords deviated from the direction and flew directly towards the monk's chest with a look of surprise on his face.