After he practiced it countless times, he mastered the key to this sword-swinging style.

It's not the essence yet, but it's already good for him.

It took him longer than the sword drawing pose.

The action of swinging the sword and slashing was repeated over and over again.

At last

He felt the sword intent everywhere around him, and the soft sword in his hand was also a sword intent.

This is the sword intent he has re-cultivated.

From the moment he drew his sword to the time he swung it down, he did it in one go.

A large patch of grass was cut off by that simple and unpretentious sword aura.

Seeing the mess of grass,

Ding Xiaoyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, the space distorted again, and he appeared in a dazzling light.

His eyes were full of the dazzling light, and he could no longer see anything.

A sound of breaking the air came into his ears, and he subconsciously drew his sword and swung it.

"Bang",

He felt a thunderous impact from the long sword in his hand, and the impact directly knocked him back again and again.

A spear stare at the cold cold of his eyes, expanding incessantly.

Ding Xiaoyi's heart sank.

He stepped back, and the long sword in his hand stabbed at the spear with sharp sword qi.

"Boom ......",

The sword stabbed at the spear, bursting with furious energy.

Ding Xiaoyi's body swept away, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards the spear.

"Hiss ......",

The sound of space tearing came to his ears.

"Bang, bang, bang",

After a dull sound, the spear exploded.

then

Another sword glow flashed through his eyes.

That is like a practice

The sword slashed the dazzling light open, and the devastating force slashed down on him.

Ding Xiaoyi was shocked,

He felt that the knife was extremely domineering, and it was even more powerful.

He made a mistake at his feet, and the iron sword in his hand was clenched in his hand.

"Choking ......",

A simple and unpretentious sword light surged up, and the sword was drawn and opened.

"Boom ......",

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand stabbed fiercely on the blade, and the furious energy was like an arrow in all directions.

The space was torn apart by the violent energy,

Ding Xiaoyi's face was grim, but the knife was not cracked by him.

And the aftermath continued unabated, and it fell towards him again.

This knife is domineering, and it is even more incomparable and slashes down on Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi had already forgotten the C-move sword style he had learned in a hurry.

"Choking ......",

Just when Ding Xiaoyi was in a hurry, a long sword cut in.

I saw that the long sword was like a broken bamboo, and it sank into the layers of swords.

"Bell",

There was a crisp sound when the swords intersected,

The sword suddenly disappeared, and a long knife fell.

The unruly young man stood beside Ding Xiaoyi,

What he was holding in his hand was just an ordinary long sword, simple and unpretentious.

"This is the third style, the weapon breaking style, the sword breaks ten thousand weapons, and the sword is unique." The unruly young man said to Ding Xiaoyi domineeringly.

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he felt a wave of pride.

The sword breaks through ten thousand weapons,

Kendo is supreme.

What a domineering statement.

A sword is out, and all weapons surrender.

Sword cultivation should be so domineering.

He looked at the unruly young man, and he felt that the unruly young man exuded a kind of pride like a husband and a wife

。

This is the real sword cultivation,

A sword breaks ten thousand weapons, and a sword is a surrender of ten thousand weapons.

Kendo alone dare not obey.

There is also this kind of pride in his chest,

The long sword in his hand seemed to be affected by the arrogance in his chest, and it was emitting a long sword roar.

The sword flashes like a flash,

The sword aura is like frost.

Kendo is the only weapon to surrender,

This kind of pride is only found in sword cultivation, and it is also the unique temperament of sword cultivation.

"Broken weapon type, ten thousand weapons bow down, you are optimistic, I will only teach you once",

The unruly young man said domineeringly to Ding Xiaoyi.

After that,

He raised the sword in his hand, and pressed his left index finger on it.

"Zheng ......",

The sword groaned, and the sword tried to break free from his restraints and shot out into the ball of light.

"Woo ......",

A sharp and piercing voice came into Ding Xiaoyi's ears.

A dark cloud appeared in the light, and the dark cloud shot towards Ding Xiaoyi like a cover of the sky.

When Ding Xiaoyi saw the dark clouds covering the sky clearly, his face couldn't help but change.

Where was the dark cloud, it was the convergence of countless blades and the shooting of it towards him.

The black and oppressive blade of the blade was enveloped by supreme power.

Ding Xiaoyi saw the countless blades pressed by the black, and he only felt that his scalp was numb.

And the unruly young man just stood in front of Ding Xiaoyi,

As soon as the long sword in his hand was raised, a supreme power emerged.

This is pure sword intent,

Without any cultivation and the blessing of the laws of heaven and earth,

The temperament of the unruly young man suddenly changed and became sharp.

Ding Xiaoyi felt a pure sword intent on the unruly young man's body

Circulating.

This is the real sword cultivation, the sword cultivation born for the sword.

"Breaker",

The unruly young man's sword stabbed at the blade that covered the sky and the sun.

The sword intent surged like a tide.

This pure sword intent roared away in an instant like an overwhelming blade that covered the sky and the sun,

The sword intent is simple and unpretentious, but it shows supreme hegemony.

As soon as the sword intent came out,

All the instruments let out a trembling sound.

The blade that covered the sky and the sun became vulnerable within the range of the sword intent of the long sword.

"Broken",

The unruly young man's tongue blooms with spring thunder,

With this loud shout, the long sword in his hand turned into a rainbow and shot towards the blade that covered the sky and the sun.

"Hiss ......",

The sword sliced through the sky, tearing the space apart.

In an instant, he disappeared into the blade that covered the sky and the sun.

As soon as all the blades touched the pure sword intent, they turned into countless powders, and then fell from the sky.

After seeing the amazing sword, Ding Xiaoyi was only dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that there was such an amazing sword in this world.

A sword will break these ten thousand weapons,

It's really a sword that breaks through ten thousand weapons, and the artistic conception of kendo alone dare not obey.

He knew that the power of this sword was far greater than the power of the previous two styles.

He also knew that it would take him longer to learn the broken form, and he stubbornly reached the unruly young man's side.

"Do you see clearly?" The unruly young man turned around and looked at Ding Xiaoyi with a smile.

Ding Xiaoyi was confused.

The unruly young man's sword was so fast that he didn't even see it clearly.

This broken weapon style is really too stylish, and there is envy in his eyes.

But the light envy is still

Not enough, he felt that he still had to learn this sword style.

Of course, not for the sake of the wind, but for the sake of kendo, he wanted to know what the real kendo was.

The figure of the unruly boy gradually disappeared,

Ding Xiaoyi only felt arrogant, and he took the long sword handed by the unruly young man.

Ding Xiaoyi suddenly had a sense of pride in the sword and did not dare to disobey.

A sword in the hand, the world has my sky-high heroism, spontaneously born.

As soon as he took the sword, the dazzling light around him vanished.

A shrill sound sounded, and the surrounding light dimmed inexplicably.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh,......",

I saw countless figures holding all kinds of blades in their hands and shooting towards Ding Xiaoyi.

After seeing this dense group of figures, Ding Xiaoyi only felt that his scalp was numb.

When the unruly young man swung out the sword just now, there was no figure, how could there be a figure when it was his turn.

And every figure had a smile on their faces, and they raised their blades and pounced on him.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes closed, and he resurfaced the unruly young man's movements in his mind.

That pure sword intent,

That unpretentious sword move,

He sensed the charm of that sword.

That sword just used the purest sword artistic conception,

Without the blessing of cultivation and the laws of heaven and earth, such a perfect effect can be achieved.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes opened,

He knew that he couldn't borrow the power of his own cultivation, nor could he invoke the power of the laws of heaven and earth in his sea of life.

He wanted to use the sword intent he had regained to cultivate this sword style.

A sword breaks ten thousand weapons, and the broken weapon style seems ordinary and simple,

But Ding Xiaoyi knew that this was by no means what he saw on the surface

It's simple.

With a sword in his hand,

The sword intent surging like a tide swelled.

At this point,

The figure that covered the sky and the sun had already swooped down in the air.

The blades in their hands glowed with a cold glow, and the blades in their hands included knives, spears, halberds, .......

Every blade is condensed with a cold glow,

Together, their speed was even faster.

Ding Xiaoyi raised the long sword in his hand and rushed towards the layers of blades.

A metallic clash sounded,

Ding Xiaoyi immediately felt an unprecedented pressure.

His body was in shape, and the long sword in his hand turned into layers of swords, stabbing towards the countless blades.

The dull sound is endless,

Ding Xiaoyi did not use the power of cultivation, nor did he urge the power of the laws of heaven and earth in the sea of life.

"Bang, bang, bang",

Several dull sounds sounded, and Ding Xiaoyi's back didn't know how many knives he had received.

He staggered and fell.

Countless swords and swords surged towards him,

Ding Xiaoyi saw the blades that covered the sky and the sun surging towards him, and his face changed.

"Bang, bang, bang",

He didn't know how many tricks he had suffered,

Although the blades did not cause substantial damage to him, the pain was excruciating, and he bared his teeth in pain.

After Ding Xiaoyi's continuous efforts, he finally understood the true meaning of the broken weapon style.

In the end, he wiped out all his blades with a single sword.

Everything seems to be quiet,

Ding Xiaoyi held the long sword in his hand, and he showed an expression of disbelief.

This sword can be said to be the surrender of ten thousand weapons, and the sword is the only one who dares to disobey, and he feels the majesty of the will of the sword.

sword intent,

In fact, it is also a form of kendo will

, he finally came to his senses.

It turns out that this is the true kendo will,

The kendo field is also a form of kendo will.

Ding Xiaoyi closed his eyes, and he began to fall into an epiphany.