The emotion in the dragon's eyes carried a trace of indescribable artistic conception, with boundless dragon might, and overwhelmed Zhou Yang who was watching. [Ran^Text^Library] []

With this pressure, the stop on Zhou Yang's waist came out of the sheath on his own.

The long sword let out a "sonorous" sword groan, as if to challenge the majesty of the dragon.

The sword is out, and the wind moves.

Zhou Yang was like the group of barbarian witches, dancing under the melody of this song and dance.

The sword is like a match, and the cold light is pressing.

The long sword in Zhou Yang's hand seemed to come to life, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

As fast as nine days of thunder, with the power of thunderbolts, it makes people shudder, and slow is light singing and dancing, which makes people relax and are willing to lead their necks. These two different artistic conceptions are combined, giving people an indescribable weird feeling, and making people experience indescribable rhythmic fluctuations.

In the alley, there was no half figure around Zhou Yang, only he danced with a sword......

And with his sword dance, the sound of the sledgehammer in the Long's blacksmith shop was sometimes light and sometimes heavy, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

I don't know if Zhou Yang's sword momentum drove the hammer, or the rhythm of the hammer hitting affected Zhou Yang's sword style.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The hammer rattled.

Brush, brush, brush!

The sword qi is rampant.

"Go out with a sword and drink Ma Dulichuan!"

Zhou Yang's sword style became faster and faster, more and more selfless, and in the dance, all his sword moves were like pouring out, under his long sword.

Eight dragon slashes, dragon slashes, listen to the rain sword, autumn water trick......

A sword changes the artistic conception, a move and a mentality.

The giant dragon that was hanging across the sky, its eyes were like fire, as if it saw something of interest, released immeasurable divine light, and looked at him.

The dragon's wait-and-see effect on him doubled the pressure on Zhou Yang.

The sword in his hand also became sluggish.

It gave him the trouble of being trapped in the cage and not being able to struggle.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Yang's eyes lit up.

"The sky wants to block me, I will break the sky, the earth will trap me, I will break the ground, you want to press me, I should swing my sword and cut it, stop the sword, and cut it!"

With a burst of shouts, Zhou Yang's long sword conjured up a sword shadow that was ten thousand feet long.

The shadow of the sword was like a ray of light, breaking through the darkness, bringing a warm light, and slashing away at the dragon in the sky.

Rumble!

The sword is out, and the thunder is moving.

There was a loud bang, and the picture in Zhou Yang's mind was shattered.

The ancient barbarian witch clan, the giant dragon that spans the sky, and the graceful and moving song and dance, all under this sword, turned into nothingness.

Zhou Yang held his sword on the ground, panting like a cow. He was sweaty and almost collapsed.

"It's dangerous!"

The sound of the hammer from the blacksmith shop just now, with demagogic willpower, made Zhou Yang fall into an illusion.

And with the rhythm of the hammer beating, Zhou Yang's swordsmanship and even his mood also moved.

The hammer, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, made Zhou Yang's sword momentum artistic conception also change.

A swordsman, if the opponent controls the rhythm and controls the sword moves, then how can he fight, then how can he win.

If Zhou Yang can't realize his sword intent, then he will fall into this illusion forever, and finally his mental and physical strength will be overdrawn and the origin will be damaged.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Zhou Yang used his super spiritual power and unyielding will to roughly fuse his sword intent and send out that earth-shattering sword, which broke free from the illusion.

Taking a deep look at the Long's blacksmith shop, the more Zhou Yang thought about it, the more frightened he became. As far as his current understanding of kendo is concerned, it is undoubtedly a fantasy to want to listen to guidance in front of such a senior master.

The old man of this blacksmith shop, I am afraid that he has stepped into the unknowable realm in the way of the sword, but he has moved the mind of the game Hongchen to open such an inconspicuous blacksmith shop here.

However, Zhou Yang's harvest today was enough, at least it made him understand that the sword style he learned did not really become his own unique sword style.

The sword of a swordsman must have life, must have aura, and have the swordsman's own characteristics before it can be considered a real entry. Otherwise, he is not called a swordsman, but can only be regarded as a martial artist who has learned sword moves.

Zhou Yang based on the Eight Slashes of the Dragon and borrowed from the lingering of the Sword of Listening to the Rain to create the Dragon Slash, the essence of which is still the Eight Slashes of the Dragon and has not changed much.

Later, he learned the trick of autumn water, knew how to seek unity in contradictions, and kneaded two different artistic conceptions. However, this still does not get out of the trap of others, picks up people's teeth, and does not reach the innovative consciousness of martial artists.

Now, Zhou Yang is aware of these problems, and has a trace of understanding under the crisis just now, although he has not yet formed a systematic move, but over time, it will definitely lay a solid foundation for his kendo path.

Zhou Yang bowed deeply to the blacksmith shop, this mysterious blacksmith did not harm him, otherwise the dragon that was conjured up, as long as the power was bigger, Zhou Yang would definitely collapse in the illusion.

Now that I've been given advice, I don't need to meet a real person. With his current strength, he can't seek advice from such a senior master. Zhou Yang was self-aware, so after he saluted respectfully, he had to withdraw and prepare to leave.

"Come in, since you know the sword, Long will allow you to come in and take a look. ”

A rough voice said in a sonorous voice. The sound was like a blunt knife file, and it made people's hearts very uncomfortable.

However, when Zhou Yang heard this voice, not only did he not feel uncomfortable, but he was overjoyed like a rain in a long drought.

He strode over, and the sound of the hammer was still continuing, but Zhou Yang was no longer disturbed by that illusion, but could calmly capture the rhythm of the falling hammer and experience the martial arts artistic conception of another realm.

Pushing open the wooden door of the blacksmith's shop, Zhou Yang saw a man as thick as a hill standing next to the anvil at the door, hammering and hammering.

Zhou Yang walked to the door, and the stout old man didn't look back, looking intently at a piece of formed iron billet on the anvil, mechanically wielding the hammer.

"When, when, when, when......"

Dull sounds, monotonous movements, falling on the anvil one by one, making a dull sound, and repeating the cycle.

Zhou Yang stood quietly aside, not daring to disturb this old man who claimed to be Long, but he didn't know what to do.

I could only quietly watch the old man's arms wave, listen to the sound of hammers and anvils colliding, and be in a daze there.

"When, when, when, when......"

Swinging up and down......

Knock on one by one......

Gradually, Zhou Yang heard a different taste from this voice, and saw a trace of interesting rhythm from the old man's mechanical waving.

The old man's waist, shoulders, and arms moved, like a shaft, with the least force, warped the biggest obstacle, crushing and shaping the iron billet in front of him.

Zhou Yang went from being irritable at the beginning, to curiosity, to concentration, and with the old man's movements, a huge wave was set off in his heart.

It's swordsmanship!

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