"How young!"

The three Dharma Protectors looked at Zhang Qiudao and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

They didn't know who gave Zhang Qiudao the courage, with Zhang Qiudao's swordsmanship and pace, even if it reached their height.

But that was also a factor in the exercises that Zhang Qiudao cultivated.

They can see that Zhang Qiudao is unfamiliar when he performs, and every choice is not the most perfect.

"Junior, talent is important, but your growth time is too short!"

While speaking, the three of them shot out in unison, and the words were just words they used to distract Zhang Qiudao.

But Zhang Qiudao didn't hear it, and in the face of the three people who were killed, the long sword was raised, and he took the heart of the person on the left and left.

That person naturally didn't have a hard time with Zhang Qiudao, and when he turned to dodge, the other two had already approached, and the person on Zhang Qiudao's right was a palm that swung out and slashed Zhang Qiudao's head.

Zhang Qiudao flicked his backhand, and the long sword was like a stroke of genius, using the inertia drive he had just learned from Hong Fei.

A light and thin long sword was unleashed in Zhang Qiudao's hand, and there was a kind of heavy sword in his hand, which was skillful and endless.

However, the other three were not easy to get along with.

One makes a sword, one makes a fist, and the other makes a strange cold weapon like a sickle.

Make the action of the fist like a spirit fox, unexpected.

Make the sword sharp and vicious, and go away with one blow, and never entangle.

The sickle is like a crescent moon crushing by, unstoppable.

Even if there is no true qi and mana, the fight between the four of them has become even more cruel.

Recruit human lives.

Even though Zhang Qiudao's steps are alternately used with flying flowers and swimming dragons, his figure is elusive and fluid.

But in the face of the attack of the three, it is inevitable to leave scars.

It's just that these scars can't be fatal.

Blood quickly penetrated Zhang Qiudao's body.

The already tattered clothes are everywhere with flesh and blood that can be seen deep in the bones.

However, Zhang Qiudao's sword is still as steady as Mount Tai.

It seems that the scars on his body have nothing to do with him.

The more the three of them fought, the more frightened they became, if it weren't for Zhang Qiudao's frowning, they all thought that the other party was a weirdo who didn't know pain.

However, it is more terrifying than a strange person who does not know pain.

Every trace left behind was that they were almost killed by Zhang Qiudao with one blow.

Zhang Qiudao is not a passive defense, but takes the initiative to expose some inconsequential flaws, inducing the opponent to make a move, once the opponent is fooled, it is easy to expose the flaws, so as to find an opportunity to kill the opponent with one blow.

"How can there be such a terrible enemy in the world, even if his talent is terrible, why is his willpower and heart so terrifying."

The cooperation of the three finally deviated, and Zhang Qiudao was hit in the arm by a punch, and was almost cut off by a half-human-high scythe, in exchange for the grandmaster who made the sword was stabbed in the chest by Zhang Qiudao.

The master who made the sword barely avoided his heart, but he also injured his spleen and lungs.

"Ahem......"

The grandmaster of the sword pushed away violently, clutched his chest, and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood in pain.

True Qi can't be used, and there is no way to protect the body, let alone the internal organs.

Even a grandmaster, after losing his true qi, is still a mortal in the flesh.

"How is it possible, this kid must have cheated, either he ate the elixir or has a magic weapon to protect him."

The Grandmaster of the Sword wanted to fight again, but the pain from his internal organs made him unable to hold on after two steps.

He couldn't accept that he was seriously injured by a blow, and Zhang Qiudao was obviously more seriously injured than him, but he was still vigorously resisting the siege of the two grandmasters.

However.

None of the four Yuan Infant powers who watched the battle, as well as Qingfengzi, spoke.

They stared at Zhang Qiudao tightly, and they could clearly perceive that there was no mana fluctuation on Zhang Qiudao's body, and there was no true qi fluctuation.

Zhang Qiudao's ability to persist to this point is completely the persistence of personal perseverance.

This kind of perseverance, even if they are well-informed, is the first time they have seen it.

Without the sword master, Zhang Qiudao became more calm, but the remaining two grandmasters became cautious, hoping to drag Zhang Qiudao to collapse.

However, Zhang Qiudao's perseverance was far more terrifying than they imagined.

Day after day, the Black Shadow will not show mercy to his men and will not suspend the battle.

Even if Zhang Qiudao's injuries are serious, in addition to escaping, there is only fighting.

This also developed Zhang Qiudao's judgment of his own injuries, knowing where he could be injured, how badly he could be injured, and where he couldn't even touch his opponent.

Zhang Qiudao's seemingly terrible injuries did not actually hurt the internal organs, and the bleeding wounds did not hurt the arteries, which was not as terrible as it seemed.

The two Grandmasters couldn't hold on.

The nerves were tense and there was a slight flaw in their cooperation, and Zhang Qiudao's sword followed him like a shadow, obviously still in his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared in his left hand, stabbing straight into the eyes of the grandmaster who used the scythe.

The master has made a move, and without the blessing of true qi, the winner is divided in an instant.

"Poof......

Zhang Qiudao's long sword shook, and the grandmaster who made the scythe didn't even have time to scream, and his head burst like a watermelon.

Another grandmaster who made a fist was shocked by this scene, and in horror, the heavy punch that hit Zhang Qiudao's back unconsciously collected a little spare strength.

When Zhang Qiudao flew out, he tossed and unloaded on the ground, stood up with the help of inertia, and went straight to the grandmaster who had been pierced by him through the spleen and lungs.

Before anyone arrived, five sword qi tore through the air.

When it is changed to true qi, this kind of sword qi that can last more than a meter is more like a sword wind, and it can't hurt the sword master at all.

But now it's different.

The Sword Grandmaster covered his chest, and raised his sword in his right hand to barely resist.

The next moment.

His eyes lit up, and he only felt cold in his throat.

His head flew straight into the air, and his eyes gradually lost focus.

Headshots, beheadings, and splattered blood fell on Zhang Qiudao's body, Zhang Qiudao was like an indifferent god of death, and his speed did not slow down to rush towards the Fist Grandmaster.

"Enough is enough!!"

In just a few breaths, two martial arts masters were killed in a row, the kind that even the Yuan Ying Great Power couldn't save them.

Yu Hongwei, the elder of the Inner Gate of the Five Elements Sect, couldn't restrain his move.

"You've won!"

Yu Hongwei made a move, and the surrounding forbidden spirit circle disappeared.

The Grandmaster of the Fist felt that the true qi had returned, and he also saw Zhang Qiudao swing his sword, and hundreds of arrows rained towards him like bullet barrage.

Accompanied by the sound of thunderstorms, the sword wind was like a tornado, drowning him.

Oooooooo......oo

His body was like a King Kong immortal, and a substantial golden bell appeared outside the body of the Grandmaster of the Fist, blocking all the sword rain and sword qi of Zhang Qiudao outside.

"Stop ......"

The fist master roared angrily, like a lion's roar and thunder, and the sound wave directly swept Zhang Qiudao.

Zhang Qiudao was like a shock, going upstream, and there was still only him in his eyes.

The sword in his hand was like a cold light.

Until it pierced into a suddenly rising five-element light curtain, the sword snapped, and the whole person was thrown out by a twisted force.

Zhang Qiudao still quickly adjusted his posture in the air, stepped on the void, and fell with the help of force.

"It's over, they're losing."

The sound in Zhang Qiudao's ears sounded like thunder.

Zhang Qiudao withdrew from the selfless sword intent, and still thought indifferently: "It's a pity that I only killed two!" ”

Zhang Qiudao put the broken sword into the Qiankun bag, looked up at Hengxuzi, Shi Zhi, and Huangyin, and saw them looking at him with complicated expressions, Zhang Qiudao realized something.

Was it their own murderous nature that scared them?

Whatever.

By fighting with the three of them, Zhang Qiudao learned some skills with swords, the fierceness and domineering of fists, and the wide opening and closing of scythes with them.

It's a pity that I can't be like the sword master who fought with the first place, and I have a good time entanglement and enlightenment.

Otherwise, you may be able to learn more and take your kendo skills to the next level.

Zhang Qiudao bowed and said, "Fortunately, I am not dishonored!" ”

After getting rid of the selfless sword intent, Zhang Qiudao recovered some rationality, but he still wanted to return to the selfless sword intent all the time.

Immersed in the sword intent, there is a feeling of being like a fish in water.

If you are free from the selfless sword intent, it is like a fish lacking water, and it feels awkward.

Yu Hongwei looked at Zhang Qiudao's state, and finally noticed that something was wrong, and then looked at Heng Xuzi and the three, and asked through gritted teeth:

"Okay, good, good, Hengxuzi Daoyou, you already know! I'll just say that you know that he is also a grandmaster, and you dare to let him challenge the three of them with one, it turns out that you are selfless! ”

"Forgetfulness? No, we just knew! ”

Heng Xuzi said with a smile: "Yu Hongwei Daoyou, I said it last time, this kid was punished by the head of the house and thought about it. However, I forgot to tell you at the time, the place he thought about was Qiandu Peak! ”

"It just so happened that we only learned a few days ago that this kid didn't think about it well, and he actually resisted the cultivation of the magic circle in Qiandu Peak with his own strength, and the result was that he didn't die......

"You ......" Yu Hongwei was dumbfounded, pointing at Hengxuzi, there was a grass mud horse in his heart that wanted to blurt out, but he couldn't say it.

Isn't this a pit man?

The magic circle against Qiandu Peak is not dead, and that is the master who is not a life of nine deaths.

Walking on the edge of life and death is the most breakthrough for people, and it is not an incredible thing to enter the realm of selflessness.

Regardless of the level of cultivation, enter the realm of self-forgetfulness, forget both things and me, and only have the Tao in the heart.

That is not afraid of death is really not afraid of death.

Even among the immortal cultivators, there are very few who can enter the self-forgetfulness.

And most of them come after experiencing great joys and sorrows.

This state of selflessness is passive.

It cannot be compared with those who wander on the edge of life and death and enter the realm of selflessness on their own.

The state of mind and realm do not pay attention to the spiritual roots.

Among mortals, especially the Great Confucians, many people's spiritual realm is not inferior to that of immortal cultivators who have practiced for thousands of years or ten thousand years.

They use their short lives to bloom bright flowers of wisdom.

Many immortal cultivators are even willing to bow their knots to worship their masters, serve the great Confucians all their lives, learn their ideas and wisdom, and use them to perfect their own path to immortality.

And how could these four false grandmasters who relied on the elixir to break through with him be able to defeat such a monster without being able to use their true qi.

Yu Hongwei took a deep breath, threw the Five Elements Cloud Ring in his hand to Zhang Qiudao, and said, "Boy, you won." ”

It's a pity that no matter how talented kendo you are, if you don't have a spiritual root, you're just a mortal, and you're just a mortal after all.

But Yu Hongwei didn't know that Zhang Qiudao was no longer a mortal, and Zhang Qiudao had no talent for swordsmanship, and he could have today's swordsmanship, purely by taking his life again and again, and he had gone through all kinds of pains in cultivation to polish the Five Elements Sword Dao bones, and improved little by little.

People like to attribute the efforts of people who are stronger than themselves and younger than themselves to talent.

But it's hard, and only you know it.

Zhang Qiudao has not been cultivating for a long time, but the pain and life and death crises he has endured since his cultivation have all added up, and it may be that many Yuan Dan Realm cultivators have not endured it.

Seeing that Zhang Qiudao ignored everything around him again without any surprise.

Yu Hongwei didn't have the face to stay here, and the battle that was originally bound to be won ended in a defeat.

If you continue to pester, you really can't afford to lose.

Yu Hongwei didn't let go of the cruel words like a child, and left with two corpses, as well as a seriously injured and a lightly injured Dharma Protector.

As for whether there will be retaliation in the future, only the Five Elements Sect itself knows.

Zhang Qiudao glanced at the Five Elements Cloud Ring that appeared on his arm, and seemed to remember something, so he walked over and returned the Cloud Ring that Qing Fengzi had lent him.

"Thank you, Chief."

Zhang Qiudao wanted to express more gratitude, but he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know how to thank him, so he simply didn't think about it, and turned to Hengxuzi and said:

"Qingfengzi Daoist once said that if I win, there will be a Lingtian for the next ten years, which can be regarded as compensation for the Tibetan Sword Tower, right?"

Huang Yin looked at Zhang Qiudao's inquiring expression, and couldn't help but complain: "Don't you don't care about this?" ”

"What should be mine, I will not forget!" Zhang Qiudao looked directly at the country and the city, the white skin and the beautiful phoenix sound, without the slightest timidity or fear.

In his eyes, Huangyin was no different from others.

He doesn't care about beauty and ugliness, and he doesn't care about the identity of the other party is the elder of the inner sect of the Qinglian Sect.

Huang Yin rolled her eyes and said weakly: "I won't forget, I have to wonder if your kid has really entered the realm of self-forgetfulness?" ”

Zhang Qiudao thought hard for a while, shook his head and said, "The realm of selflessness? I did get into self-forgetfulness, but it was too hard to control, it was bad, and I wanted to overcome this uncontrollable state. ”

At this time, Zhang Qiudao was not considered to have cultivated the ninth type of "Wentian" selfless sword intent at all, and its side effects were too obvious.

In this state, Zhang Qiudao, who was originally steady, ignored what dignity and humility and what etiquette was.

Zhang Qiudao, who was originally steady and reluctant, would not restrain his emotions at all.

What trade-offs the pros and cons.

To kill is to kill, do you need to think about it?

Waste of time!

Only by completely turning the self-forgetfulness sword intent into a part of himself can Zhang Qiudao be regarded as cultivating the ninth type of self-forgetfulness.

Zhang Qiudao saw that Huangyin and they didn't speak, so he took out a Awakening Spirit Pill and swallowed it into his stomach, raised his head and asked, "Can I go back to Qiandu Peak?" ”

He also wants to continue to fight the Black Shadow.

That was the most suitable place for him to cultivate.

As soon as Huang Yin heard this, she couldn't let Zhang Qiudao get out of the realm of selflessness, so she hurriedly dissuaded:

"Don't think about getting out of the realm of selflessness for a while, I have a better place to go that will be of great help to you, are you willing to go?"

How hard to find this state, although it is a little weird, it is easy to kill yourself.

However, the benefits of this state are also very clear.

Concentration without distractions is not as simple as doubling the cultivation speed.

You can also comprehend many places that are easy to ignore on weekdays, and really understand the secrets of the exercises.

I don't know how many immortal cultivators want to pursue it, but they can't ask for it.

"Don't go!"

Zhang Qiudao didn't consider that the other party was the big guy of Yuanying, so he refused without thinking about it.

Qiandu Peak's wind and dark shadow are the most suitable places for him to practice swordsmanship.

Immersed in the selfless sword intent, Zhang Qiudao became extremely focused, and only hoped to complete the cultivation of the twenty-three styles of "Wentian" sword technique according to the cultivation of the sword path he wanted to plan.

It's not about other uncertain choices that disrupt your current rhythm.