The main task of the first six sword slaves was to collect intelligence, and these six people were the key to victory in the battle of the Forbidden City, so Xie Xiaofeng planned to break through the strength of the six sword slaves during this time, making them as strong as the nine sword slaves, or even as strong as the twelve sword slaves, only in this way could it be ensured.

Now that this day is gradually autumn, the mountains are even cooler.

At this moment, Tang Hui and Su Yu were wearing thick clothes, while Shen Yifei was still carrying his big sword, standing aside with his chest crossed and watching the six sword slaves and Xie Xiaofeng fighting on the training ground.

It's just that the six sword slaves surrounded Xie Xiaofeng, one move after another, but instead of making a sword, they dealt with Xie Xiaofeng with their bare hands, not only that, but they were carrying a ten-pound heavy sword on their backs.

No matter how strong the swordsmanship is, if there is no sword, it will naturally fall behind, and what does it mean to carry a ten-pound heavy sword without drawing the sword?

This was naturally an idea that came out of Shen Yifei.

Shen Yifei basically carries a heavy sword, as long as the martial arts people see the heavy sword behind him, they know that this person should be Shen Yifei.

And why did Shen Yifei carry a heavy sword weighing 300 catties?

Not only because the killer sword does not leave the body, but also because of the internal force.

When he carried the three-hundred-pound sword on his back, he was already cultivating, and his sword never left his body, even when he was sleeping.

The killer never sleeps in bed, never even deep sleep, as long as there is a little movement, he will wake up, and the moment he wakes up, the sword is already in his hand, and the state of the whole person is even more fully prepared.

This is one of the costs paid by the killer who turns himself into a killing machine through ruthless means, the killer, who kills him, is the killer who must kill the other person before someone kills him in order to save his own life.

Therefore, they gave up what ordinary people could not give up, and carried up what ordinary people could not carry.

When the three-hundred-pound heavy sword turned into a part of himself, he forgot the weight, and regarded it as an indispensable part of his body, until then, the internal force he cultivated was not only completed, but the iron sword became his most competent weapon.

If one day, Shen Yifei flies away from this heavy sword, then, it must be like ordinary people missing an arm and a leg, and the cold-blooded and ruthless ordinary people in it may experience one or two?

And Shen Yifei's purpose of letting the Six Sword Slaves do this is not only to exercise their internal strength in a short period of time, but also to gain a new understanding when they re-use the sword, and truly achieve "the unity of man and sword." ”

It is not easy to achieve the "unity of man and sword", and martial idiots like Shen Yifei are more than one step away from the realm of "unity of man and sword".

Therefore, Shen Yifei did this, nothing more than to let the six sword slaves go from existence to nothing, and then from nothing, without a sword in his hand, but with a sword in his heart, and gradually realized what "the unity of man and sword" is.

He has gone farther than these sword slaves in the way of the sword, so with Shen Yifei's martial idiot temperament, he naturally hopes that those who practice the sword can be transcendent and holy, which is the supreme ambition of the way of the sword.

Therefore, Shen Yifei told his experience to the six sword slaves, hoping that they would avoid detours in the way of the sword and grow rapidly.

When they understand what "the unity of man and sword" is, the martial arts of the Six Sword Slaves will be greatly improved.

However, time is limited, Xie Xiaofeng can only borrow the Buddha light saber in his hand to spur, hoping to strengthen their understanding of the true meaning, and ten fingers have long and short.

The sword slaves do not have the innate divine power of Shen Yifei, and the ten-pound heavy sword is already a powerful weight, and every time the strength of a punch is made, the next punch will feel heavier.

It's just that people who practice martial arts have some persistence, hoping that they can also practice peerless martial arts and be proud of martial arts, so despite the cold weather, the six sword slaves are sweating profusely, and they don't stop practicing swords, but Xie Xiaofeng is still calm.

"The dreadnought is invincible! As long as you remember that your hand is a sword, and a punch is a sword, then the sword intent will come out with the fist, and you will be invincible with your fist as a sword! Xie Xiaofeng said.

"Treat me as your enemy, thinking that you must kill me, only if the six of you work together to defeat me, can you improve your skills!" Xie Xiaofeng taught the Six Sword Slaves according to his own experience, hoping that they could improve their cultivation as soon as possible.

The six sword slaves just sweated desperately, staring at Xie Xiaofeng deadly.

These words are naturally not wrong, they come from the mouth of the young master, of course, in order to improve our martial arts, but these words need to be experienced from the tempering to be effective.

Xie Xiaofeng said desperately, wanting to divert the attention of the sword slaves from this weight, wanting them to forget the weight of the ten catties until they couldn't remember the weights, as if they were born with ten catties more than others.

Being able to be elected as a sword slave is not a person with reckless qualifications, and he understands Xie Xiaofeng's good intentions, and he is practicing sword harder now.

On the training ground, I saw Xie Xiaofeng's green-clothed figure flying left and right, and the six sword slaves were difficult to walk from the beginning, to the later walking like flying, and they actually looked like they, from this point of view, at least Xie Xiaofeng was a little successful.

"Okay, young owner, take a sip of tea, it's been a morning of practice, it's time for everyone to rest for a while." Su Yu called to the training ground with a cup of tea.

Xie Xiaofeng only picked up his mind from the sword slave at this time, looked up at the sun, but didn't expect that this practice was already noon, "Let's rest." As he spoke, he reached out and took Su Yu's tea, "Thank you, Miss Su Yu." ”

Su Yu smiled, "Just call me Yu'er." ”

Xie Xiaofeng shook his head, "I'm afraid that I'll have to change my words in the future, so it's better to call Miss Su Yu first." Xie Xiaofeng doesn't know much about men and women, but he can see the situation in the villa this time, and he is somewhat clear.

"Where is the young owner?" Su Yu's face was a little shy, knowing that Xie Xiaofeng had something to say, she was like an ordinary woman, squirming on her own, as if she had suddenly had a strange illness.

Xie Xiaofeng looked at her appearance again and again, and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with Su Yu, so he entered the training ground after drinking tea.

And after the six sword slaves gasped, they were ready to put down the heavy sword on their backs, and after a short rest, their hands had not yet touched the heavy sword, but Shen Yifei, who had never spoken much next to him, said impressively, "Don't put the sword down, even if you are sleeping, you have to carry it on your back." In his opinion, this sword is like his own swordsman's arm, which is a part of his body, how can he put it down at will?

The six sword slaves were stunned, but they didn't dare to refute. I had to take my hand back.

Although they have lived in the Divine Sword Villa for a long time, he has heard of Shen Yifei's name, even if his physical strength is close to overdraft, the sword still has not left his body.

But this time, they looked at the sword behind Shen Yifei with a strange look.

After all, what you see is not the same as what you experience.