Chapter Seventy-Three—What Is a Sword?

"The Edge of Gold!"

A fierce sword aura blew, and the entire space was instantly filled with the breath of the edge, and the sword qi roared, heading towards the bottom of the Wind Cliff, however, the breath of the edge only stayed for a moment, and was blown away by the strong wind again, but Liang Tian could feel that it lasted longer.

"The Golden Mess!"

Again, in an instant, several killing machines were strangled violently, and after crisscrossing and crisscrossing, they collided with the strong winds of the Wind Cliff, leaving a few faint traces before being shattered.

"Golden Lore!"

This time, the fierce aura was even better, and countless sword qi roared, directly rushing to the dodge of the Wind Cliff, and countless sword qi whistled, emitting sparks.

All kinds of qi qi qi show that in the past few days, Liang Tian's cultivation has had a significant effect, but he still has not deepened his understanding of the sword momentum, but Liang Tian has a feeling, he feels that if he is given more time, he will definitely be able to comprehend the sword momentum.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and Liang Tian had been cultivating in the Wind Cliff.

The strong wind came like a knife, but Liang Tian was facing each other, not moving at all, and the whole person, a sword in front of him, was like a statue standing forever.

Immediately, a sword was drawn, seemingly unremarkable, but it was steady, not affected by the strong wind at all, as if the sword came out of the gap in the wind.

"I can feel the wind blowing, the trajectory of the wind ......" Liang Tian practiced the sword with his eyes closed, not Fulong swordsmanship, but Jin Feng swordsmanship, every move and style was very ordinary and slow, Liang Tian listened to the sword, carefully felt the strong wind blowing, and the feeling of the sword passing by from the hand.

He himself, not even aware at all, of what kind of move he used to draw his own sword, just following an instinct.

"What is wind?"

This question, again jumped into mind.

"Wind, formless, phaseless, colorless, tasteless, boundless, pervasive, everywhere......"

"What is a sword?"

"The sword is tangible and colorful, extremely powerful, and the sword qi is integrated and pervasive. ”

It seems that there are wisps of cyan wind blowing, blowing in the face, and in the ears, there is a slight whistling sound of the breeze, and the whole person seems to be surrounded by the breeze.

And in an instant, the breeze turned into spiritual power, and under the blowing of the great wind, it seemed to feel the slightest pain, just like the sword qi, extremely powerful.

"Here...... Is it the ocean of wind, but also the beginning of the sword?" "In front of Liang Tian's eyes, there was only the cyan wind, constantly blowing, blowing from the left to the right, and from the right to the left, endlessly, the whole person, as if he was really in the ocean of wind.

He felt as if he was floating up, flying, under the backdrop of countless breezes.

Gradually, Liang Tian was intoxicated and couldn't extricate himself.

The breeze intensified, grew stronger, became a howling gale, intensified, became a roaring gale, intensified, became a roaring storm.

Breeze, breeze, gale, squall, storm......

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, Liang Tian's eyes are clouded, full of thick cyan, and the whole person is like a small plank floating on the stormy sea, washed by countless surging waves, drowning in the sea of wind, lost.

Wind and water have the same magic, sometimes soft and sometimes rigid.

Liang Tian was engrossed at this time, his spirit was condensed to the peak, he was comprehending, comprehending.

One law is universal, and one law is universal.

Unconsciously, Liang Tian felt as if he had also become a wind, a breeze, a breeze, a gale, a strong wind, a storm......

The subtlety of the wind...... Touch of the wind...... Comprehension of the wind...... A little bit deepened......

Liang Tian didn't know when, but he only felt that the wind had changed again.

It became unforged, unmatched, whether it was a breeze or a breeze or a strong wind or a storm, it became like a sword of the wind, as if a sword in the sea of wind slashed out, and immediately a breeze and a clear breeze and a storm swept out of the sword, strangling the heavens and the earth.

The wind was roaring, roaring three words, echoing through the heavens and the earth.

This sword, as if it was issued to himself, made Liang Tian's heart tremble, there was a tearing feeling of being strangled and shattered, subconsciously, he used the sword qi, condensed his own momentum to fight, there was a feeling of fighting against heaven and earth, and he was insignificant.

In the body, the mysterious Xiaoding emitted endless dark golden light, and the light penetrated the heaven and earth dantian, making the entire dantian appear extremely mysterious.

However, the edge is tenacious, indomitable, fearless, overcoming thorns and thorns, and all kinds of qiē are pouring into the whole body again.

His whole body, the sword qi roared through, just like the wind, all-encompassing, all-encompassing.

Unconsciously, Liang Tian's Jin Feng swordsmanship was instantly unleashed, and one after another sword qi roared, directly blowing away the fierce wind of the Wind Cliff.

Liang Tian performed the Jin Feng swordsmanship over and over again, every move, every style was integrated into the sword momentum, at this time, Liang Tian's sword momentum was further advanced, and the endless sword momentum was constantly rotating.

Suddenly, the sky swirled, as if the wind and clouds were changing, day and night alternated time and space, and Liang Tian was shocked and woke up.

The cyan color disappeared, the breeze was breezy and the wind was stormy, and it disappeared, as if it was in a dream, and Liang Tian's eyes flashed a little dazed.

"On that day, I comprehended the essence of Fulong Fist in the battle, and then Fulong turned into a sword, turned into a strong swordsmanship and comprehended the sword momentum, today, in the wind cliff for a month, facing the strong wind, watching the wind marks on the mountain wall, finally realized. ”

In Liang Tian's hand, the sword qi slowly bloomed, and the sword qi exuded terrifying power, his sword speed gradually increased, and the stainless steel sword was more like being wrapped in a layer of faint airflow, and countless winds blew past from the side, not only did not block the sword, but it seemed that the sword speed increased again, like a fish in water like an eagle soaring in the sky.

Liang Tian only felt that he seemed to be integrated into this piece of wind, whether it was a breeze or a strong wind or a strong wind, dancing with the wind, his steps off the ground, like a willow, swaying on the cliff of the wind, wanting to fly into the sky, and the afterimages were heavy.

I don't know how long it has been, but Liang Tianfang landed soberly and put his sword into the sheath.

The knife-like wind also weakened at this time, turning into a strong wind, which had no effect on Liang Tian.

"An epiphany made the sword momentum I comprehend more complete, and my own sword qi became stronger and more condensed. Liang Tian said secretly: "The new sword momentum is like the wind, but it can be rigid and soft, and it can change at will. ”

"It turns out that my comprehension in swordsmanship is so strong, it seems that I have formed an indissoluble bond with the sword in the future, and the weapon in the future will be the sword. Liang Tian found that his advantage was the sword, as for the Fulong Fist, he knew all the methods, and he found that the Fulong Fist was more suitable for swordsmanship.

"The sword is a murder weapon, and no matter what language is used to describe it, no matter what it is divided into, no matter what name it is named, it will never change that. However, the better the sword is the better the murder weapon, with this steel sword, coupled with the newly comprehended sword momentum, even if I fight with a martial artist in the domineering condensation realm, I can resist and even kill. Liang Tian's tone was murderous, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes: "Heavenly family, the trip to the Spirit Cave, I will wipe out your entire army." ”

In Liang Tian's opinion, once there is a threat to their family, all of them are on his hunting list.

The killing machine, instantly expanded, filling Liang Tian's heart, murderous energy, spraying thin from the inside out, straight to the sky, around, the front of the wind cliff, suddenly the wind sounded, as if there was a thunderous sound, Liang Tian's long hair was flying, his clothes were fluttering, and his sleeves were grinning.

"Take advantage of this breakthrough. ”

After more than a month of cultivation, although there is no cultivation that can be achieved, the power of heaven and earth condensed every day is not small, how can it be combined with the accumulation of this period of time, it is enough to break through the realm.

"Boom!"

There is no need to suppress it, and there is no need to suppress it, Liang Tian took out his sword, as if a gust of wind was blowing, and the fierce killing machine filled the wind, Liang Tian danced with the wind and stabbed ...... Chop...... Chop...... Raise...... Dot...... Collapse......

"In this case, there must be very few breakthroughs!" Liang Tian continued to wield his sword qi, and then took out the Qingyuan Fruit from his arms, and a Qingyuan Gu was instantly put into Liang Tian's mouth.

There was a terrifying momentum condensed, and countless powers of heaven and earth instantly entered his dantian.

The mysterious little tripod bloomed with dark golden light, and constantly made a trembling sound.

A sword appears, light and fast without losing strength, the combination of rigidity and softness is vivid, the murderous spirit is condensed in it, a sword comes from the east and a sword goes west, such as a streamer like a flying phoenix, step and body, body and form, form and god, god and sword, spirit and spirit three-in-one, only sword in hand, only sword in the eye, only sword in the heart. I1387