"Why?"

At the moment when the stone sword was taken off, Jiang Feng's eyes were full of disbelief.

Because this sword of the Tsing Yi Swordsman is mediocre, if you insist on saying anything else, it is ugly!

The posture of the sword was terrifyingly ugly, but it exploded with power that made him desperate.

"He, how did he do it? Even the master of the middle stage of the Six Realms, the leader of Jiang Feng, was defeated at his hands."

"The strange posture he made just now is really a smashing sword technique, a starting hand style that has been ignored by us in this sword art?"

"It's just, that, that posture is too weird."

If Yang Feng's first draw with Jiang Xiong was just a coincidence, then what about defeating Jiang Feng this time?

Once or twice it can be said to be a coincidence, but this ......

The stone sword in Yang Feng's hand stopped when it was about to fall on Jiang Feng's head.

Jiang Feng, looking at the stone sword that was only a few inches away from him, he had no doubt that as long as Yang Feng's stone sword fell, his brain would inevitably burst.

For the first time, he felt that he was so close to death.

Yang Feng collected the sword and returned the stone sword to Jiang Xiong.

"Why?"

"What, why? I want you to follow, and it won't do me any good to kill you."

Yang Feng was blunt.

"You ......"

For the first time, Jiang Feng was beaten so embarrassed.

Even, just a little bit, I went to see Hades.

"You are actually good at swordsmanship, but you are too much of a sword move, but you fall behind, smashing swordsmanship is a heritage, you can mix some of your own miscellaneous ideas, it will not work."

Yang Feng pointed out Jiang Feng's shortcomings.

"And you, Little Bear, you can't smash the sword according to your own ideas, this is not a self-created swordsmanship, smashing the sword needs the correct starting style, so as to make up for the shortcomings of your own single sword move and extremely slow speed to the greatest extent."

After correcting Jiang Feng's mistake, Yang Feng also turned his head and said to Jiang Xiong behind him.

When the two heard Yang Feng's guidance, they had an epiphany.

It was as if a door to a new world had opened for the two.

"Thank you, Chief!"

The two respectfully hugged their fists towards Yang Feng.

"It's fine."

For Yang Feng, this is a gesture.

"Chief, I also want you to help me see if there is any flaw in my swordsmanship, or what is wrong with my swordsmanship."

"I brought it up first, and I was the first to look at me."

Many martial artists asked Yang Feng to give them some advice.

"Take your time, everyone will point out, of course, smashing the sword technique, is the action I did before, at a deeper level, I haven't figured it out yet, and I can't teach it to you, but you only need to remember one thing, that is, the road is simple, everything is simplified from complex, and then from complexity to simplification, and finally close to the Tao, cultivation to the extreme, this sword is the Tao."

Yang Feng told everyone about his understanding, as for how much they could understand, it was none of Yang Feng's business.

Everyone's perception is different.

"Taught!"

Jiang Xiong and Jiang Feng, as leaders, must have extraordinary understanding, and Yang Feng's words just now made them suddenly enlightened.

I also understand a truth, that is, to cultivate a sword, you can't retreat and build a car, let alone be self-centered.

This will be complacent.

"Little Bear, Little Wind, your understanding is good, after today, I believe you will all make a breakthrough on the original basis, but you must remember not to be arrogant, smashing swordsmanship seems to be single, but a person who has smashed a sword 100,000 times, compared with a person who has smashed a sword 10,000 times, there is an insurmountable gap between the two.

Maybe you will think that smashing the sword 100,000 times is a lot of perseverance, and maybe even you will think that this person is a fool, or you think that there is no such person in the world, this is painting a big pie, but life is like this, maybe you listened to me

Words, you smashed 100,000 swords, and your smashing swordsmanship still failed to meet your expectations, or the pie I painted,

But when you really smash the sword 100,000 times, even if you don't meet your expectations, you still won't give up, the reality is often so cruel, not all good things will happen unexpectedly as long as you work hard."

At this moment, Yang Feng became a life coach, precisely because he knew better than anyone else.

Sword Breaking the Galaxy, perhaps such a one, only exists in the beauty of dreams.

Jiang Xiong and Jiang Feng glanced at each other, their eyes were full of doubts, Yang Feng's previous words, he both understood them, but they heard these words in a fog.

Yang Feng just felt something in his heart, and he did it casually, and he didn't really expect that the two of them would understand.

Ten days later.

within the valley.

Jiang Kui was furious.

In just ten days, there have been six guardians who have been attached to Yang Feng.

If this continues, the fifteen-day deadline will soon be reached.

At all times, the battle between him and Yang Feng could not be avoided.

"Chief, Yang Feng has some ability, and those leaders who have been subdued by him have improved their swordsmanship in just a few days."

"What are you all doing to eat, except for saying a bunch of useless nonsense, for so long, you haven't even tried out his specific swordsmanship realm?"

"The chief is angry, that Yang Feng is very deep, and his strength seems to be bottomless."

"Bottomless? Joke! He is a young man in his early twenties, and he has been cultivating since his mother's womb, can he still be a Nine Realms Sword God?"

Jiang Kui reprimanded angrily.

He felt that it was a kind of rhetoric to use the bottomless and use it on Yang Feng.

With his vision, he didn't believe that Yang Feng really had the strength of the Nine Realms.

"Chief, Yang Feng is going to challenge today, Jiang Zhi."

"Jiang Zhi's swordsmanship realm is in the middle of the seventh realm, and he is already the best among the top ten guardians, today's chief, I want to see for myself whether this Yang Feng has three heads and six arms."

Jiang Kui, I want to cover my face, and then go to watch the battle.

Yang Feng's side has already begun.

"Ginger Bear, Ginger Wind, Ginger Purple, have the chiefs ever treated you badly?"

Jiang Zhi scolded.

In his eyes, these seven guardians are the shame of their restored warriors.

"Haha! Jiang Zhi, don't you think that in the middle of the Seven Realms, you are qualified to shout, right? Leader Yang will teach you what is the real sword smashing technique."

"Hey! I said the seven of you, I asked you to be a thug for me, you are good, you actually let me be a thug, this Jiang Zhi is handed over to you."

Yang Feng became the shopkeeper, and in the past eleven days, he has accepted seven guardians.

These understandings are still reluctant, and swordsmanship has also made a qualitative leap in the past few days under his personal guidance.

"I'm coming!"

"Hey! Give this Jiang Zhi back to me!"

"Jiang Zhi, leave it to me."

Looking at the seven people you are fighting for, Jiang Zhi's face is ugly, he is the best of the top ten guardians, when has he been so underestimated.

And the seven people in front of him were all defeated by his subordinates in the past.

Now that he is rushing to deal with him, it is strange that you say that Jiang Zhi's face can be good-looking.

And Jiang Kui, who was hiding in the crowd to watch the play, also had doubts on his face.

Among the top ten guardians, Jiang Zhi is the third strongest, and his swordsmanship has been cultivated to the middle of the seventh realm.

There are only Jiang Feng and Jiang Yin in front of him.

Now even among the top ten guards, Jiang Xiong at the bottom is shouting to fight Jiang Zhi.

Could it be that this Yang Feng can't be done, there is really no way to hide it.

"Hey! The seven of you are fighting, let the bear go, if the bear can't win, you can make another fist."

"Well, the leader is right, even the bears are not qualified to let us fight."

"Makes sense."

"Little Bear, don't lose our face."

In the end, it was decided collectively to let Jiang Xiong go out.

Jiang Xiong, grinning.

"Jiang Xiong will live up to expectations!"

Jiang Xiong is very grateful to Yang Feng for giving him a chance to prove himself.

"Jiang Xiong, who gave you the guts to dare to provoke me?"

"Jiang Zhi, I also salute you too, the prince will have a kind of Xiangning?"

"Very good, if you seek death yourself, then you can't blame me."

Jiang Zhi held a stone sword in his hand, and he hit with precision.

Jiang Xiong has been by Yang Feng's side these days, and his swordsmanship can be described as a thousand miles a day.

"Smashing the sword!"

"Poof! Hahaha! Leader Ginger Bear, are you using the toilet?"

Jiang Xiong's strange posture drew laughter.

"Yes! Even if you're pretending, you're going to pose a little cooler, huh?"

"Hey! Leader of the ginger bear, you will lose!"

Most of the onlookers were Jiang Zhi's people.

Jiang Kui in the crowd also noticed Jiang Xiong's posture.

At first he didn't notice.

Until Jiang Zhi took advantage of the situation to cut out the stone sword.

Jiang Kui finally noticed the benefits of Jiang Xiong's ugly posture.

Charging, full of charging, not only that, but also with the help of the bounce on the ground, indirectly enhance the impact of the stone sword.

The sword smashed in this way is more powerful.

This posture is ignored by many practitioners at the end of the lineage of smashing swordsmanship.

Even if they noticed, they would be ashamed to do so.

"You sword ......"

Jiang Zhi, after smashing the sword in his hand, felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

At this time, the soles of Jiang Xiong's feet broke off the ground and rose into the air.

The palm of the hand is pressed against the stone sword, the hilt.

"Smash!"

The posture of his smashing sword is not very standard, but the effect of smashing it is extraordinary.

The two stone swords collide for the first time.

The force in Jiang Xiong's hand pressed Jiang Zhi's head.

Jiang Zhi's hand holding the sword was numb.

His expression froze, as if he had seen something incredible.

"Your swordsmanship, nothing fancy, but just brute force."

Smashing the sword with all your strength and mastering the power skills to smash the sword, the effect achieved is not the same.

"Why do you teach me?"

was defeated by a former subordinate, and taught himself a lesson like this, the anger in Jiang Zhi's heart could not be contained.

"The prime minister can support the boat in his belly, Xiao Zhi, not only are you not good at swordsmanship, but you are also quite lacking in heart."

Yang Feng stood and spoke without backache, and lost another taunting skill.

"You! I'm going to kill you!"

"Jiang Zhi, your swordsmanship, even I can't win, if you want to kill Leader Yang, it's a fool's dream."

Jiang Xiong raised his sword to block in front of Yang Feng's body.

"Ahh

Jiang Zhi's heart erupted, when did he suffer this kind of humiliation.

"Yikes! Smash the sword!"

This is Jiang Zhi's sword full of anger. Seeing this, Jiang Xiong turned his left foot outward and took a half step.

Make a "toilet" pose, the stone sword in your hand.

Keep accumulating.

Rumble!

Two stone swords collided together.

Jiang Zhi was forced to take three steps back and fell to the ground with his butt.

The stone sword in his hand almost fell under his crotch.

The corners of the mouth, overflowing with blood.

His eyes were filled with rage.

The face is extremely unwilling, but the heart is not enough.

He didn't hesitate to consume all his physical strength when he smashed the sword just now.

Now my wrists are numb, I have no sense, and I don't even have the strength to hold a sword.

"Your sword, yes! But alas, you don't have the strength to fight."

Including Yang Feng

No one thought that a person who usually looks so honest and honest would be so sarcastic.

"Poof!"

Jiang Zhi spat out blood and lay on the ground, his eyes lost focus, staring at the sky.

He never imagined that he would be so defeated.

Jiang Kui in the crowd flashed a trace of panic in his heart.

He is a chief, and his swordsmanship has been cultivated to the ninth realm, but after refining the sword smashing for so many years, he is also aware of this point.

He found a different way, albeit successfully.

But it is difficult to improve swordsmanship, and just now, seeing Jiang Xiong's "toilet" posture, he seems to understand.

Taking advantage of the chaos of the scene, he no longer lingered.

"Tsk! O bear! You're pretty poisonous."

"No, you don't swear words."

"No, this is a higher level than swearing, called mockery."

Jiang Feng, Jiang Zi, Jiang Tang and other six people stood up and ridiculed Jiang Xiong.

Jiang Xiong did not respond to them, but walked over to Jiang Zhi, who was lying on the ground.

Stretched out his palm.

"Want to beat me?"

Regarding Jiang Xiong's attitude, those martial arts looked at Jiang Xiong like a fool, but Jiang Xiong turned a blind eye to all this.

"Jiang Xiong, I've been defeated, what else do you want?"

Jiang Zhi on the ground, his voice trembled a little, he was maintaining the only bit of dignity left in his heart.

"Do you want to defeat me?"

Jiang Xiong did not answer Jiang Zhi's question, but continued to repeat the question he had just asked.

The other disciples felt that Jiang Xiong was completely floating after winning Jiang Zhi.

Only Yang Feng looked at Jiang Xiong with appreciative eyes.

This ginger bear has the talent of a general.

Sooner or later, Yang Feng would run into the people of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The three armies are easy to obtain, but how can he not know the truth that one general is difficult to find.

Therefore, along the way, while instructing these Fuguo samurai swordsmanship, he was also observing, these people.

Today he asked Jiang Xiong to fight against Jiang Zhi, firstly, to test Jiang Xiong's progress over the past few days, and secondly, to see how Jiang Xiong's quality is.

Jiang Xiong's performance now is somewhat unexpected by him.

"Silly! Who doesn't want to defeat an enemy who throws himself on the ground."

"This Jiang Xiong, shouldn't it be that after defeating the leader of Jiang Zhi, he got carried away, right?"

Jiang Zhi on the ground heard the gossip of the people around him, he couldn't stand up and slapped Jiang Xiong's big mouth.

"Bastard! Are you going to trample on my last dignity?"

"Dignity? Jiang Zhi, you should understand that we warriors have no dignity, four hundred years ago, after the destruction of the Great Jiang that our ancestors had lived in, we have no dignity, if we want to restore the country, if we want dignity, we must become stronger, and then take it back with our own hands."

"How could I not know, but I ...... My swordsmanship hit a bottleneck and I ...... I can't get an inch anymore."