Six thousand six hundred and sixty swords.

After six days, Yang Feng wielded more than 6,000 swords, and invisibly, the superimposed power has surpassed his current self-created swordsmanship, and it is as good as water.

Chop, pick, stab, poke......

Repeating the most basic swordsmanship.

But the power of each sword, seemingly untouched, is actually infinitely superimposed.

After swinging the basic sword move, Yang Feng stopped.

It wasn't until the moment the sword was taken off his hand that he noticed that his blood-soaked hand could no longer hold the sword.

His arms were broken and he was unconscious.

Lying on the ground, looking up at the starry sky, Yang Feng's thousands of thoughts were aroused, and every star in the sky contained a memory of him.

Along the way, Yang Feng has experienced countless tribulations, and he doesn't even know what has made him persist until now.

The brain is heavy, maybe it is because of the non-stop sword practice in the past few days that has reached the limit of the body.

You must know that Yang Feng in this world is not beneficial to mortals, even if his body is only a little stronger than ordinary people because of sword cultivation, it does not mean that Bigu.

Soon Yang Feng fell asleep.

The back garden of Fengyi Building, after quiet.

Draining.

Bang la blah.

A light rain fell in the night sky.

Your woman in plain clothes, holding an oil-paper umbrella, stood beside Yang Feng.

Without any words, she lowered her eyes to look at Yang Feng and looked up at the night sky.

It's like two people, blending in with the night.

The next day.

The oil-paper umbrella is gone, and the plain girl is gone.

Only left, Yang Feng lay on the lawn.

"Xiao An, are you dead? If you're not dead, hurry up and hear it? ”

Ah Yu didn't know what politeness was, so he kicked it directly.

"You damn you, kick your father

？ ”

Yang Feng stiffened a carp and got up from the ground.

At this time, beside Ah Yu, not only Feng Yi but also his opponent, Zang Jian.

"Is it finally here?"

Yang Feng slept well and regained his energy.

The blood blisters on his hands and his numb arms have almost recovered, and it will take some time before he fully recovers, but it will not affect his strength at all.

"I hope that in the past ten days, your swordsmanship can impress me, and this time I won't keep my hand."

This is the respect that the Tibetan Sword gives to Yang Feng.

"I can't ask for it."

When Yang Feng heard this, he smiled happily.

He also hopes to have a good fight with Zangjian.

"The battlefield is left to you, Xiao An, I am optimistic about you, but you must give him to me to fight to death."

Ah Yu wanted to borrow Yang Feng's hand to teach the hidden sword a lesson, otherwise the hidden sword would have a stinky face all day long.

"Humph! Don't talk too much, maybe who will teach whom! ”

Tibetan sword, these days are not idle, he Tibetan swordsmanship, carefully practiced no less than ten times, but also to make up for his own shortcomings.

"Okay, the conflict between you men will be resolved in the way you men."

Feng Yi doesn't like to listen to verbal arguments, she prefers others to prove it with actions.

"The way between men?"

Yang Feng muttered.

Feng Yi and Ah Yu made room for the two of them, and now there were only two people left on the lawn of the garden.

Tibetan Sword and Yang Feng looked at each other.

Neither of them made a move, and after a moment of stalemate, Yang Feng made a move.

He knew that Hidden Sword would not be fooled again this time, and in the long run, it would consume his energy.

"Swordsmanship has charm, is this really your last hole card?"

Seeing Yang Feng exert his full strength, he was like water

Swordsmanship, Tibetan Sword knows, ten days is still too short, no wonder Yang Feng can't make a breakthrough again.

Yang Feng did not respond, he is now a master of the Nine Realms, compared to the hidden sword, there is a certain gap in experience and swordsmanship, and he spent four days in these ten days to make up for it as much as possible.

But swordsmanship, experience, and the like can't be seen overnight.

It takes time to grind, experience needs actual combat, and countless actual battles are accumulated.

So Yang Feng, who wanted to understand this, decisively chose to practice the stupidest sword to break the galaxy.

This sword technique, in the world of cultivating immortals, only stupid people will learn it, because this sword technique, people who do not need to practice swords, have understanding, spiritual roots, only one requirement, can endure hardships.

has perseverance, as long as this condition is met, he can cultivate, originally Yang Feng thought that he would never be able to use this sword skill again in his life, because he knew very well in his heart that he could not spend his whole life practicing sword, even if he could wait, but his parents couldn't wait.

I didn't expect him, he would enter such a world, and then he would make a bet with someone.

About to fight, the strength of the other party has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, all he can do is not give up, and have the slightest chance to become stronger.

As time goes by, the two have fought each other for dozens of rounds, because Yang Feng does not have a sword, so to a certain extent, Yang Feng has the upper hand.

The swordsmanship of Tibetan swordsmanship focuses on the word "hidden".

If you don't do it in the first place, don't force it out, then you can hide it in particular.

When the first sword of the Tibetan sword came out, even though Yang Feng had already practiced the charm of swordsmanship, he was still robbed, really because of the first sword of the hidden sword.

It's so extraordinary, the Tibetan sword is preemptive after surgery,

It's not easy.

So I almost asked for one of Yang Feng's shoulders, but fortunately, Yang Feng's defense of this sword has reached a point.

Otherwise, it will definitely be like the first time, hanging the lottery.

"It's a bit of progress, but do you think my sword hiding technique is still like the first time, when I only hid the strongest sword in the first sword?"

"What do you mean by that?"

The words of the hidden sword made Yang Feng's heart startled, could it be that the first sword just now was not the strongest sword?

If none of the swords just now are the strongest swords.

Yang Feng didn't dare to continue thinking about it, he preferred to believe that it was just a lie deliberately woven by the hidden sword in order to disturb his mind.

In the blink of an eye, the collision of blades became more and more intense, and the sword in Yang Feng's hand was suppressed.

This Tibetan swordsmanship, it seems that the power of each sword is really greater than that of the first sword.

"Delusion, this must be an illusion, maybe it's close to his limit."

Yang Feng actually has a sword to break the galaxy is useless, but this set of sword skills, there is only one move, no matter what kind of opponent he faces, he can only hand out one sword.

Therefore, this sword can only be used at the most critical moment, or even when it is forced to do so, or when it is related to victory or defeat.

Good is like water, if the water swordsmanship is not based on fierce and domineering, it is not a feminine route.

Rather, it follows the trend, in short, it is a kind of swordsmanship that contains accommodation.

Yang Feng had also practiced Tibetan swordsmanship six days ago, but because he had not seen the entire book of Tibetan swordsmanship, he only imitated it.

Now that he has fought against, he knows the horror of hidden swordsmanship.

The most shocking thing is probably the Tibetan sword himself, his hidden swordsmanship, the most unpredictable is the first hundred moves, because he is a human being and not a god, Chuang

The swordsman who hides swordsmanship is also a human being.

Human energy is limited, and it cannot be done in the true sense, and it is ever-changing.

After more than a hundred moves, in fact, the Tibetan sword technique has become traceable.

Seeing that the two were about to fight for nearly a hundred, the heart of the hidden sword had already begun to panic.

"Feng Yi, what do you think of this sword competition?"

The two who watched the battle from a distance kept an eye on the battle situation.

"Victory and defeat are about to be made."

Ah Yu and Feng Yi both understood in their hearts that the hidden sword technique of hiding the sword, with more than 100 moves against people, is no longer so unpredictable, but there are certain rules to be found.

Once the opponent waits for the trajectory of this hidden sword technique, the hidden sword will fall into an irreversible situation.

Now the two of them are still holding back their big moves, hiding swordsmanship, and this time hiding the sword, hiding the strongest between the hundredth moves.

When he started fighting, he didn't think Yang Feng would have a chance to meet his hundredth move.

As time passed, he realized that he had created his own swordsmanship, and he had underestimated his own swordsmanship.

This is a swordsmanship that has broken through the ninth realm and stepped into the tenth realm, the realm of the grandmaster, so it is absolutely impossible, so unbearable.

Yang Feng's arm began to go numb, and as he fought with the Tibetan Sword, Yang Feng's reaction became more and more sensitive, and he could always do it, anticipating the enemy first.

On the other hand, the Tibetan sword is so difficult to use every sword.

"Humph! However, no matter how strong your self-created swordsmanship is, but now that you are swordsmanship, your swordsmanship has just begun to take shape, and you lack actual combat experience, so you can't defeat me. ”

Zangjian is worthy of being a veteran of sword competition, and began to try to break through Yang Feng's psychological defense.

"Hidden sword, this bastard, against a fledgling boy, actually cares

The tactics have been used, and it's fucking shameless. ”

Feng Yi was no longer surprised by this scene, because everyone could move the truth that the lion fighting the rabbit also needed all his strength, and he did not look at Yang Feng with the eyes of a newcomer.

No matter from any point of view, Yang Feng is too much more than a newcomer, and she is also a Nine Realms Sword God, and she has felt a sense of oppression that ordinary people do not have in Yang Feng.

"It's time to decide the winner."

Ah Yu has always paid attention to the sword competition between the two, and he has always been in his heart, silently remembering the hidden sword, how many swords have been produced in total.

The two had been fighting for nearly an hour, and the Tibetan Sword had used a total of ninety-seven swords.

"Ninety-eighth sword!"

"Ninety-ninth sword!"

Yang Feng also kept counting in his heart, because before competing with the Tibetan sword, Ah Yu had told Yang Feng about several situations of the Tibetan sword technique.

Hiding the sword, either the strongest sword, hide it in the first move, or hide it in the last move.

And then there is the hidden in the first 100 moves, which could be any move.

However, this time, the strongest move of the hidden sword was hidden in the hundredth move.

"The hundredth move!"

Yang Feng thought silently in his heart, and the figure of the hidden sword also moved at this moment.

His hand gripped the sword, a sword that was stronger than any of the previous swords, including the first.

The first sword of the hidden sword this time was just a disguise.

The aura on Yang Feng's body also changed, and he took a deep breath.

Stood still and didn't move.

He renounced all sword moves, including the goodness he had created.

"Did Xiao An admit defeat? Doesn't make sense? It's not like him. ”

"He's gathering momentum, ready to use his strongest sword."

Ah Yu himself is a sword god, although the meridians have not been completely repaired yet, but the vision is there after all.

After Fengyi's reminder, it is naturally not difficult to see.

"To be able to see my hundredth move, you are still glorious even if you are defeated."

At this moment, the Tibetan Sword did not underestimate Yang Feng, a newcomer can fight with him to this point, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will keep his promise.

There was no warning of this sword of the hidden sword, and it could even be said that there was no change in the sword moves.

Because whether it is a sword or a Tao, they all follow such a truth, the road is simple.

The most powerful moves, not the most fanciful moves, will invisibly weaken the power of your sword moves.

And at the moment when the hidden sword came out, Yang Feng also moved, to be precise, the sword in his hand moved.

Simple sword moves, clumsy sword moves, but this ordinary sword, but once broke the galaxy with a sword.

Yang Feng swords.

Like the stars twinkling in the night sky.

The sword body is clear.

"This is a sword elephant?! How is it possible at his age? ”

Even Feng Yi, who has always been calm, lost her temper.

What is a "sword elephant"?

To put it simply, it is a vision of sword moves, the ancients looked at mountains, rivers, fish and insects, beasts, heaven and earth, sun, moon and stars, and incorporated them into sword moves.

However, a sword move with such a vision.

Also known as the sword elephant.

Yang Feng's sword power borrowed the stars in the sky and the infinite star power, so he had a sword elephant.

When they saw the sword elephant, Ah Yu and Zang Jian each had completely different expressions.

"When did this kid realize the sword elephant? How did I not know? ”

"It's not a shame to be defeated at the hands of a swordsman who has realized the sword elephant."

Poop!

The six thousand six hundred and sixty-six swords that were swung were finally embodied at this moment.

With the power of the stars in the sky, I asked you who can take my sword?

Constant stacking

, when it collided with the supreme sword of the hidden sword, it erupted with brilliant sparks.

"It's a pity that compared to the senior who broke the galaxy with a sword, my sword is still too far behind."

Looking at the hidden sword that fell to the ground, Yang Feng put away the sword at the last moment.

I complained silently in my heart.

It's a shame that Yang Feng didn't say it openly, otherwise the hidden sword on the ground would definitely be so angry that he would be so angry that he would take three mouthfuls of blood.

"My swordsmanship is still not enough, I don't know if there is a chance in this world."

Yang Feng thought of something.

"Xiao An, you are so good, even Lao Tzu has a little envy, jealousy and hatred, you actually realized the sword elephant at a young age?"

"Xiao An, at this point, Ah Yu is not wrong, it is indeed commendable."

Another unfamiliar term.

Yang Feng frowned and said, "What is a sword elephant?" ”

"Well, to put it simply, it is a swordsmanship vision, only if your swordsmanship and your artistic conception are in harmony, can you draw out the sword image."

Feng Yi explained.

Yang Feng didn't think so, he vaguely felt that this was the quality of the Sword Breaking Galaxy Technique.

"What a! True sword, you also have today, the master kicked you to death, ah, me. ”

After that, Ah Yu's tendon is still lifting his foot and about to kick it.

"Ahem! Ah Yu don't be impulsive, he is now a wounded, what grievances do you have, wait for the hidden sword to wake up, and use the way you men to solve the battle. ”

Feng Yi, with a black line on her forehead, when she fights, she looks like a killing god, and when she is idle, she lives like a ruffian.

"Xiao An carried him on his back."

"I'm dizzy."

After saying that, Yang Feng fell on Ah Yu's shoulder, and Ah Yu took advantage of the situation to dodge, but Feng Yi in the back just thought about things and walked over.

Yang Feng

's head, accidentally pillowed on the other party's shoulder.

A scent of gardenia is refreshing.

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