***？

If there really were *** in this world, then there would not be so many suffering people.

The so-called *** is just a spiritual sustenance for people.

Yang Feng didn't pay any attention to these unwarranted existences.

"Humiliation, death!"

High Priestess, the synthetic skeleton moved.

The six-pointed star array under his feet was detached from the ground and finally put on the skeleton's body.

"It's ......"

Yang Feng didn't know why, but he could instinctively sense that the skeleton in front of him had become stronger.

He wields a sword and fights skeletons.

The originally golden skeleton, under the illumination of the six-pointed star array, was surrounded by a faint blue glow.

The aura on the skeleton's body is also getting stronger and stronger.

Bang!

Yang Feng controlled the sword, and a sword qi slashed down, tearing a black mist, but the black mist seemed to never be dispelled.

Soon it was back together.

Standing in front of the golden skull, Yang Feng was only the size of the other party's foot.

Take the heavy soles of your feet, and the moment you lift them up and land on the ground, the earth around you is trembling.

It's like, an earthquake.

Jiang Kui, Ah Yu, Zangjian, and Feng Yi, faced with such a situation, they didn't even have a chance to make a move.

Swordsmanship, moves, in how, complex and mysterious, combat effectiveness depends on the sharpness of the sword.

Now the strength of the Golden Skull's body defense has exceeded everyone's expectations, and it is not at all something that any of them can resist with the divine blade in their hands.

"Hahaha! What do you think? Wasn't it arrogant just now? How do you know now that it's amazing?"

High Priest, making a mocking voice.

Trying to disturb Yang Feng's mind.

"Huh! This power is not cultivated by you, do you think it is very face-saving to show off your martial arts with it?"

Yang Feng didn't choose to go toe-to-toe with it.

Instead, he planned to look for flaws, such a skeleton, all over the body, must have relatively weak points.

As long as he finds this flaw, he can break this game.

"Boy, I hope your mouth will be as hard as it is in a moment."

The High Priest, with every palm he makes, or every step he takes, carries a thick black mist.

Yang Feng dodged left and right in the air.

The most intuitive feeling for Yang Feng was the pattern of the six-pointed star array worn by the high priest.

The luster dimmed, and the momentum on this body also weakened.

"Huh! Now is the time!"

"Sword Breaks Galaxy!"

Yang Feng didn't have any hands left, and his shot was a full blow.

This sword is his entire understanding of sword intent.

He realized that the mystery of kendo was just that the sword qi in his body was not enough to support it, and he evolved the mysteries of kendo.

can only sketch a few strokes, blessed on the sword broken galaxy.

The sword breaks the galaxy, and this sword is full of stars.

Yang Feng once clearly remembered that when he was in another world, also on the Desolate Star, he asked a question, what kind of move was the Sword Breaking Galaxy, he had verified it, but after all, he didn't get the answer he wanted.

Today, he understood, or rather, had an epiphany.

Being able to slash down the stars in the sky is not an ordinary sword.

The sword contains hundreds of millions of stars, and in each galaxy, the stars are endless.

Maybe when there are many clouds, or when the moon is bright in the sky, you may not be able to see the stars in the night sky.

Even during the day, you think there are no stars.

In fact, the stars are always there, but in the bright moon and in the sky, or, in the daytime, there is only daylight.

A sword can really hold a galaxy.

The mysteries of kendo that have evolved are a perfect interpretation of what kendo is.

From existence to nothingness, from nothing to nothing, all things follow this iron law, the way of the sword belongs to the individual, maybe it is a supreme avenue, but it can be traced back to the source of the way of the sword, the way of the sword itself, is only one of the three thousand avenues in the world.

This sword broke the galaxy, allowing the high priest to see a path he had never seen before, and the end of this path was the "immortality" that he had been searching for all his life.

is not only the immortality he is seeking, but also the "detachment" and "leisure" that countless people have been looking for for a long time.

Click!

Click!

Cha!

Yang Feng's sword fell, and from the high priest's forehead, his golden skeletal body began to crack.

This tiny crack, like the spread of water, began to spread gradually.

Unable to repair, the cracks are getting deeper and bigger.

"It can't be! This is not true! How could you...... Detachment from ......"

This sword has evolved the way of the sword and witnessed the galaxy.

Hundreds of millions of stars flickered, three thousand avenues were boiling, this skeleton surpassed the corpse, but the essence was still stuck in the corpse, and it couldn't get out, so it couldn't catch Yang Feng's sword.

Rumble!

Bang!

High priest, before he finished speaking, his indestructible "corpse" collapsed.

Like a work of art, a city that will fall.

"Yang An, he succeeded."

"Xiao An, with that sword just now, I seem to have seen a new way of swordsmanship."

"It's a galaxy, a galaxy of billions of stars that we can only look up at."

Jiang Kui also used the sword to break the galaxy, but he just moved by his heart, or to put it simply, he still only used this sword to break the galaxy as a swordsmanship and sword move.

Didn't really comprehend it.

To feel.

After killing the high priest, Yang Feng froze in place, he was digesting the sword just now, what he had gained.

His kendo has taken it to the next level.

"I want to retreat."

Yang Feng hurriedly left such a sentence and left.

The biggest trouble was solved, and it was time for him to leave.

This epiphany, Yang Feng gained a lot and went into retreat.

That's fifteen years.

In the past fifteen years, the world has been peaceful, under the rule of Jiang Kui and Tibetan Sword.

"I broke through, the peak of the Nine Realms, the third stage, the shortcut."

Ah Yu said excitedly.

After that day, Jiang Kui and Tibetan Sword ruled the world, and Ah Yu has always learned the sword.

Finally, fifteen years later, he reached the peak of the Nine Realms, the third stage, the shortcut path.

At the same time, in the Broken Vein Mountain.

Inside the ruins.

A figure in a green shirt.

Float in mid-air.

Sit cross-legged and meditate.

Beneath him, is water!

A clear stream, a bowl of muddy water.

Outside the ruins, it rained heavily for seven days and seven nights.

Now, the rain is getting lighter, and outside the cave, raindrops are constantly dripping.

A bowl of clear water can quench thirst, and a bowl of muddy water can give birth to life.

And a drop of water can reflect a piece of the sea and chisel through the thick rock wall.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold,

It is not a day's work to wear a drop of stone.

There is not much water, but it is in the people who use it.

Fifteen years.

Yang Feng today, drinking morning dew, getting the momentum of dripping, and eventually becoming a generation of grandmasters.

Those who control the sword must first control the heart.

Edgeworth rides the wind.

Yang Feng's body was able to tow countless flying swords.

Now it's time to leave.

But before leaving, he had to go and see these old friends, and even more so relatives.

Inside the Imperial Capital.

The news that Yang Feng had broken into the tenth realm spread far and wide.

"Xiao An, have you figured it out? Are you really leaving?"

"I asked you to invite my parents, did you?"

"Don't worry, uncle and aunt will be here soon."

"That's good, you may not believe it, I don't actually belong to this world, I just came to this world to experience, my original world should be regarded as what you call the 'Immortal Realm'."

Yang Feng didn't plan to continue to hide it, after today, I don't know if there will be a goodbye day, so Yang Feng told everyone the news.

"Xiao An, in fact, when you taught me the sword breaking galaxy, such a sword technique, I doubted it, because every time I cast it, I can feel that this is not a simple swordsmanship or sword move, but a deeper level, that is, the sword path in your mouth."

Jiang Kui also expressed his guess.

"Tsk! You're amazing! At the age of thirty-eight, he broke through the ninth realm and became a great master of kendo, since you kid is leaving, you must not hide your secrets, tell me the trick, so maybe in another decade or two, we can meet again, right?"

Ah Yu has always been more optimistic, but he may not have imagined that this time is really goodbye.

Yang Feng has been here for so long, and he has also developed some feelings, and he will never hide what he can teach.

He passed down the swordsmanship of the good as water, and the sword broke the galaxy and left it.

In the future, there will be people in this world who can break through the ninth realm and leave this world, laying the foundation.

If you want to break through the ninth realm, the quickest thing is to condense into a sword intent seed and feel it firsthand, the way of the sword.

In addition, it is self-created swordsmanship, and finally, it is also the most difficult, but in this world, there is a trace of feasibility.

The sword breaks the galaxy.

This move, if you keep practicing, has a chance to split the rule barriers of this world.

"Ah, and everyone, I have summarized, if you want to break the barriers of this world, there are three ways, first, to perceive the sword intent and condense it into a sword intent seed, but this situation is very small, it depends on the individual's physique, the second is to create your own swordsmanship, but the threshold for self-created swordsmanship is relatively high,

The third way, that is, you here, it is possible, or maybe it is impossible to do it, the sword breaks the galaxy, blocking this world, and the immortal realm, in fact, it is a rule barrier, as long as this barrier is broken, the two worlds are connected."

Yang Feng told everyone the three methods he had summed up.

"Xiao An, which way are you going?"

Ah Yu asked urgently.

"The first one, condensed into a sword intent seed, but to my surprise, I even succeeded in the second way, creating my own swordsmanship, only the third path remains, trying it so far, the power is many times stronger than at the beginning, but there is still no sign of being able to break through the rule barrier."

Yang Feng walked two, fifteen years ago, in that battle, he re-realized the mystery of the way of the sword, but because the sword intent in his body was not enough to support it, he returned to the Broken Vein Mountain.

It took ten years to absorb all the sword qi in the ruins.

It took another five years to thoroughly comprehend the self-created swordsmanship.

"Xiao Anzi, can you give me half of your talent?"

"Ah Yu, don't be discouraged, in three days, I will go to Broken Pulse Mountain, follow the example of Dugu Defeated Heaven's predecessors, and leave from that place, if you can go then, try to go, maybe it will be of great help to you."

The flying sword that Yang Feng needed had already been prepared.

He stayed for three days just to spend time with his family and friends in this last state, after all, this is also the place where he has lived for more than 30 years.

The reality is very cruel, and a world like this is both real and illusory, and he has experienced it more than once.

Red Dust Realm, Human Slaughter Village......

All of this, as if the world he lived in, was not fixed.

When the time comes, or the world is no longer for him, he will leave.

"Hey! Ah Yu is a stupid person like you, even if Xiao An lends you all his talents, you won't be able to understand it!"

"Yang An, are you in such a hurry to leave?"

"Tibetan sword, that world, is the place where I was born and raised, since I came to this place, my heart has never belonged here, thank God for letting me meet you, but more than thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye, I miss them."

"Let's go, I'll take you to see something."

Zangjian did not pretend to be a daughter, but got up and led the way in front.

Lead Yang Feng to a place.

Yang Feng didn't say anything, just followed behind silently.

Jiang Kui and the others did not follow.

Mandate of Heaven Organization, Skynet Organization.

Renowned all over the world.

The Mandate of Heaven, in particular, suppressed many rebellions in the past fifteen years.

It is the number one killer force in Jiang Country today.

"Look."

This is the Tibetan Sword specially established to train killers, and here, better killers can be trained.

"Tibetan swordsmanship, I passed it on to them, and before recruiting, I personally checked each one, in order to prevent some people with unscrupulous intentions from polluting this organization."

Looking at the well-trained killer, Yang Feng was silent for a long time, and he still clearly remembered that this was what he expected from the hidden sword back then.

"I have never doubted your ability, the hidden sword, your hidden sword skill, and my good as water, there is a difference, you improve it, you may be able to reap the rewards,

But now that you're old and have created your own swordsmanship, you don't have much hope, so if one day, you get tired of this world, you can try to condense the sword intent."

In order to bless future generations, Yang Feng also followed the example of Dugu and defeated the sky, leaving sword qi and sword marks, and blessed future generations.

Three days later, he will also leave behind countless broken swords.

"Mmmm, Yang An, I will consider what you said, you have to take care."

Zangjian has never been a sensational person, and his feelings are only expressed in action.

At the beginning, Yang Feng just said it casually, and it took him fifteen years to do it.

Yang Feng chatted with Zang Jian for a while, and learned that his parents were here, so he went to visit the second elder.

Speaking of which, his son is really not doing much.

Failed to send his parents to death.

"Child, my mother heard someone on the road that you have broken through to the tenth realm, become a generation of grandmasters, and you will leave in three days."

"Yes, mother, I'm sorry! The child has been lying to you, in fact, since I was born, I have a memory that does not belong to this world, and I have been working hard over the years, and I also hope to be able to return to the world in my memory."

"Child, my mother doesn't want you to go, and I don't want you to be a great grandmaster, my mother just wants you to accompany my mother well."

Yang Feng is too bitter, he has no father since he was a child, in order to avenge his father, he was forced to practice swords, when children of his age go to the school, he can only face a wooden stake every day.