In the midst of the real fire, the flying sword roared out.

Tang Yan was a little surprised at this moment, because he didn't burn anything himself!

Flying swords are quirky!

The judgment was made at the first time, and he said, how could a sword cultivator who made at least two Wumen Jindan deflated have this ability?

He wasn't disappointed that the undifficult slash didn't achieve his goal of honing himself, and he was looking forward to a close fight.

Before the flying sword is slashed, it is purposeful to clear the Dharma of my body again; Because the Dharma self body can most accurately find out the secrets on the opponent's flying sword, but the mustard gold body can't do it as a force body.

The flying sword roamed through his body, and the power that was completely different from before made him feel a hint of threat.

There is no one before, and there is no one after.

That hint of implicit sword intent made his Dharma Body extremely uncomfortable, and if he was allowed to pierce the flying sword at will, his completely passive state would sooner or later exhaust the mana that supported his Law Body.

The word 'before' is to bring the sword momentum.

This is the trick that Hou Yu has discovered in his continuous practice, as shown by the thirteen black jade slips, every line of poetry is actually a sword momentum; For example, if you don't see the ancients before and don't see the people who come after, it is the trend of self-respect.

The sword momentum that can only be cultivated in continuous victories is also the only one of his three sets of body swordsmanship that has touched the path of sword strength.

Because ordinary flying swords are useless, they can only use the slightly sword momentum of the 'front' word trick to test, and it is really effective; but because Tang Yan's method and self-esteem are exquisite, and his self-respecting sword momentum is far from being completed, so it can't be broken in one drum, so it can only be cut slowly, and the blunt knife cuts the flesh, although it won't die for a while, but it still hurts.

Tang Yan felt the danger and knew that he could no longer rely on the Fa My body, so he took a hole and put the Fa body away, and the white kite in the sky roared, and under the pull, the person had already swayed the sky.

At the same time, he turned his hand and threw a small bell, which hung above his head, antique, black sunken wood, and I don't know what it was used for.

Although the Yuqing method was broken, it also found out the reality of the flying sword, and the sword cultivation is a combination of body and sword, which is a very alternative sword technique, so there is no need to bother to find the true body of the sword cultivation, he is in the sword spirit space of the flying sword.

It was only here that the town god bell was sacrificed, and the flying sword had already tracked him, giving him little time to breathe;

Tang Yan's eyes flashed, his body shrank instantly, this time he wanted to use mustard seeds to hide his golden body against the flying sword, both sides did not hesitate, full of confidence in their skills, the flying sword accurately hit the three-inch villain, making a huge sound that was completely inconsistent with his body, reverberating non-stop.

At the place of impact, the town god bell grew into the wind, putting Tang Yan and the flying sword in it, and the next moment, the inscription on the bell's belly flashed, and a small person emerged, it was Tang Yan.

His mustard golden body and this town god bell have inscriptions and secret combinations, and they can enter and exit freely, and the continuous echo in the remaining bell is that the flying sword rushes left and right in it, and the aftermath is endless.

This is the method he thought of to temporarily trap the flying sword, and it is difficult to say whether it can be trapped, depending on how long the flying sword can maintain its power in such a state of human and sword integration.

What disappointed him was that as soon as he left, he already felt that something was wrong with the Zhenshen Bell, and as soon as he escaped, the Zhenshen Bell had been broken into several pieces, and a sword light flew out, and he had no sense of exhaustion at all, as if he could continue to attack like this.

"Interesting! This swordsmanship is not in line with the tradition of the Yanmen, is it a new sword path that is all true? ”

Tang Yan teased in his mouth, he was not depressed by the loss of the Zhenshen Bell, he still had a lot of magic weapons like this, but he was just here to test the power of the sword cultivation flying sword, and he didn't plan to have any effect.

The figure was a distance away, and seeing that the flying sword did not chase after it, but the sword cultivation form appeared at the collapse of the Zhenshen Bell, and the two were facing each other from a distance, each vigilant in their hearts.

These dozens of years of back and forth, it can be a draw, and no one can help anyone, but they have a rough understanding of each other's details, and both of them realize that they have met opponents.

Tang Yan's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he was pleased with the decision he made this time; He has been staying in this kind of strength for many years, which has nothing to do with the realm, but he can clearly feel that he is already in a bottleneck, how to improve himself without crossing the realm, this is a very troublesome problem.

In a circle like his, there is competition for them, and obtaining the Yuwai Lingqing is not a natural process, and there are many dangers, and he does not have many advantages in the true biography of the twelve constellations, among the twelve people, there are those who are almost the same as him, and there are those who are stronger than him, and after careful measurement, he can't find a few who are definitely weaker than him, which makes him full of a sense of crisis.

His problem was that he was relatively old and faced the dilemma of breaking through upward, and he didn't want to form a golden pill before obtaining the Yuwai Lingqing, so he used a secret method to delay his ascending process, but trouble followed, and the ascending process was indeed delayed, but his strength growth seemed to have come to a standstill, which made him a little unacceptable.

The monk's ascent is a natural process, and it is not good to pull out the seedlings and help them grow, and it is not necessarily good to deliberately suppress them, and it is all human interference that violates the normal laws of practice.

To put it simply, he should not be this batch of Lingqing competitors, but should belong to the previous batch of Li Chuping's group, the world is impermanent, and the mistakes make him very uncomfortable now, and there are still many such situations in the true biography of the twelve constellations, all of which are very hard to press their own realm.

It's like a chest binding, or a small foot wrap, which doesn't taste humane.

I don't want to waste my time like this, and the only way I can think of to break through the shackles is to give myself a stimulus through the battle of life and death; The other constellations would not give him this opportunity for no reason, so he volunteered a little recklessly this time.

His luck is good, the opponent is far stronger than he thinks, this is actually a good thing for him, like the kind of victory without thrills is not what he wants, he needs stimulation, the closest to the thrill of death, and now this sword cultivator has shown enough potential, he has to rack his brains to find a solution to the problem, not necessarily can?

He began to search for the means that he could still take out now, and unexpectedly found that because of the deliberate show-off he had previously made in order to grab the momentum, he had not had much choice?

This kind of predicament makes him a little ridiculous, but it will also force him to all his potential.

This sword cultivation must be forced out, otherwise he has not much to do about that flying sword, it is too powerful, and it obviously does not need to be returned, and the sword cultivation can always maintain such a state of human sword integration.

With a plan in mind, he smiled and said, "I know what you're thinking, you want to step on me?" I'm afraid you don't have such a chance! ”

(End of chapter)