There is no infinite majestic spirit like "destroying immortals", as well as a transcendent state of mind.

There is no way to make such a swordsmanship!

This is the end of the dance.

Ling Zhen's supernatural and ethereal figure, like a heavenly immortal, gradually slowed down.

The dazzling blue sword light slowly disappeared, and it was scattered little by little.

The blue-robed "Outsider", who held a sword in one hand, floated down with his chest up, his feet touched the ground again, and he stood firmly.

After reading this set of Shengtian Sword Tricks, Qiu Jin was emotional, breathtaking, and had a strong sense of admiration in his eyes.

He has always been straightforward and honest, so he approached quickly with great excitement, his eyes bloomed with brilliance, and he couldn't wait, and praised: "Only such a spell can be worthy of the title of 'immortal'!" I can't imagine that in the world outside, there will be such a supernatural swordsmanship, and there will be such a peerless sword cultivation......"

Only the sword immortal has true swordsmanship.

Ling Zhen, true sword immortal.

But countless sword cultivators here are ashamed of themselves, if the bottom frog first sees the sun, it will shine in all directions!

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In the face of Qiu Jin's endless praises, Ling Zhen returned the "Open Heaven Gate" with a smile, and said humbly: "Brother Qiu has a good reputation. No matter how wonderful and high the sword moves are, the cultivation is insufficient, the background is not deep, and the lethality of the sword is not strong enough, it will not be able to open the door of heaven and become a celestial. ”

Qiu Jin took the pitch-black saber and inserted the blade back into the sheath hanging on his back, and he was obviously shocked, and said from the bottom of his heart: "With such a wonderful technique, it is not a matter of time before you cross the Heavenly Gate Danger?" ”

Suddenly, Qiu Jin asked curiously a digression, "By the way, how old are you this year?" He looks so young. ”

Ling Zhen smiled lightly, naturally there was no way to hide it, "I am twenty-three years old this year, less than twenty-four, I don't know how old Brother Qiu is?" ”

Qiu Jin laughed, patted Ling Zhen on the shoulder, and sighed with a smile: "Brother Ling is almost six years younger than me, but in terms of swordsmanship, he still has to be above me, it is really the back wave pushing the front wave, and the front wave died on the beach!" What kind of kendo monk do I Qiujin call myself? It's dwarfed and ashamed! Alas, if it weren't for some grievances that I would have gone to one by one, I really want to waste my muscles and veins like this, never practice swords and no longer practice, my face has been lost, and I still practice a fart? ”

Ling Zhen knew that this man surnamed Qiu was a wild person with a free and uninhibited personality, and these words, if nothing else, must be joking, so he didn't take it seriously.

Ling Zhen smiled lightly in response, and continued: "In the outside world, in addition to swordsmanship, you also need to refine at least one natal sword...... That is, a flying sword stored in the aperture, which can be called sword cultivation. ”

Qiu Jin thought about it, the corners of his mouth curled, and suddenly, there were almost twenty subtle wisps of sword machine breath, flying out from the palms of his hands.

Those "flying swords" that floated and stopped in the air just stood still, obediently staying around Qiu Jin's body, at their disposal.

Ling Zhen's eyes widened, "There are so many flying swords?!" ”

"I have a 'Lingshu Sword Box' in my body, which contains the Eight Swords of the Qi Sutra and the Twelve Swords of the Orthodox, which is the secret technique of the sword path passed down by my former master Duanmu Dragon Bone."

Qiu Jin asked confidently, "I wonder if with such a sword qi hidden in the body and connected with the meridians and acupoints, can it be regarded as a sword cultivation?" ”

Ling Zhen looked at the flying swords that were lingering around Brother Qiu's body, the swords were all extremely sharp, and although he maintained this general state of peace at the moment, he seemed to be extremely tame.

But no matter who it is, as long as you take a closer look, you can see that these twenty fierce sword qi swept out of the "sword box", once they play a role in the actual combat process, there is no doubt that they will be able to cause huge damage to the opponent in one fell swoop, and the lethality is extremely strong!

Ling Zhen couldn't help but give a thumbs up, and said heartily and sincerely: "Forget it, of course forget it!" This kind of immortal-like means of creation, driving twenty flying swords to kill the enemy in one breath, will inevitably be invincible in battle, if this is not a sword cultivation, where are there any kendo monks in the sky? It's not a sword cultivator, it's a supreme immortal in the kendo realm! ”

Qiu Jin's face was complicated, he looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, and his face smiled slightly stiff.

Back then, with his top-level cultivation qualifications, he easily learned the sword technique named after the "Lingshu", and was once pampered by the master of the Ghost Cry Mountain God Howling Cave Main End Wooden Keel, and sincerely praised the sentence "When you are a member of the fairy family".

At that time, he was not yet twenty years old, young and vigorous, and his temperament was quite rebellious and conceited, much more crazy than now.

thinks that he has the endowment of the so-called immortal posture, and has twenty sword protectors, let alone sweeping the martial arts and leveling the rivers and lakes, as long as a few years pass, he has a chance that he will not even need to pay attention to the "sword saint" Dugu Thirteen......

Later, ah.

After seeing the vastness of heaven and earth, I realized that when I was a teenager, my vision was too narrow and short-sighted.

It's really a little ridiculous like a frog at the bottom of a well.

After the failure of Kaitian ten years ago, the eternal spirit in Qiu Jin's chest was almost worn out.

For the flattering words that I loved to listen to in the past, every sentence was very pleasant, and I became a little repulsive, and I didn't like how to listen to people praise me.

Some words are annoying, and they don't listen to them anymore.

Because I heard too much, I panicked when I piled it up.

Sometimes after floating in the clouds for a long time, high above like a god, when you completely fall down, it will hurt especially badly, piercing the marrow and piercing the bones, and it hurts to the heart!

Seeing that Qiu Jin's expression was suddenly a little embarrassed, Ling Zhen, who felt a little inexplicable, paused slightly, and said: "I only have two natal swords, which are much inferior to Brother Qiu, there is a difference between clouds and mud, and the difference between the world and the world......"

"Okay, Brother Ling, I don't need to say much."

Qiu Jin couldn't listen to it anymore, he withdrew twenty wisps of fine sword qi into his body, pulled the corners of his mouth, and took the initiative to change the topic, he waved his hand, "Do you know Brother Ling, in fact, I was fortunate enough to be among the first-grade supreme realm before. ”

Ling Zhen's pupils dilated, and he let out an "oh" in a rising tone in slight surprise, and was just about to say some more words of praise, but was interrupted by Qiu Jin's timely words.

Qiu Jin's eyebrows were tightly twisted, his expression was solemn, he sighed, and said sadly: "Alas, it's just that I couldn't keep that realm in the end, and I lost the supreme realm of 'half a celestial person', after the Kunlun Mountain incident, my kendo background and state of mind have plummeted, and everything is over, it's a pity!" ”

Ling Zhen tried to speak comfortingly, but he didn't expect to be blocked again, Qiu Jin continued: "After the ridiculous 'defeat' of the tragedy ten years ago, which is known to everyone and the world, the painstaking opening of the heavens failed to succeed after all, I lost everything I had, and overnight, I became a coward referred to by Wanfu, the most hated and spurned big bastard in the world, and his cultivation was violently ruined, his sword heart was sparse, and he fell from the peak to the four-grade condensation realm in one breath...... After ten years of retreat and penance, I have now returned to the cultivation of the second-grade Xuanmen realm, if nothing else, it is about the same as your realm, Brother Ling. ”

Hearing this, Ling Zhen hugged his fists and said, "It's really an honor to be in the same realm as Brother Qiu!" ”