"Why don't you dare, Mai Tianming, as you wish."

Yi Yu laughed and walked into the martial arts arena, his breath slowly rose, his eyes were hot, and he did not lose to others.

"Haha, Tianming, take it, but I have to find trouble with Wan Xuan's kid."

Mai Tianming was defeated by a slight margin, and immediately after, another young man in a green robe walked out laughing, and a fanatical voice resounded from the martial arts arena.

"Anyway, I'm used to being bullied, Cheng Yifeng, it's not bad for you."

Wan Xuan's hearty laughter sounded, and without saying much, the two swept away the realm strength at the same time, and under the gaze of countless eyes, they launched a fierce confrontation.

Two days later, on the mountain peak and cliff, the statue-like boy had completed the deduction of the first local-level lower-grade sword to learn the Lingshan sword technique, and entered the comprehension of the prefecture-level middle-grade sword technique.

"It's really worthy of a mid-grade swordsmanship at the ground level, the sword is majestic, and it contains a shocking force, even if it is a move that is several times stronger than the attack power, it can also be shaken away by the shock energy to achieve the best defensive effect, however, it is not an easy task to really want to cultivate to perfection."

The young man slowly opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and then closed them again, meditating.

With the deduction in the early stage, now, even the prefecture-level sword science is quite handy in deduction.

The breeze blew lightly, not violently, but when it blew on the statue-like figure, it was as if it were sinking into the sea, without the slightest wave.

Compared with the previous sharpness, it is now more like a hidden needle in the cotton, sharp and incorporative.

This sign lasted for nearly five days, and the boy's body seemed to be covered with a layer of cobwebs.

Looking closely, it turned out to be the surrounding clouds and mist, the sword net solidified by his thoughts, and even the breeze blowing from the cliff could not blow it away.

"Vertical and horizontal sword techniques, ground-level inferior grades, sword qi criss-crossed, sword momentum is extremely dangerous, just the continuous attacks can make people feel chills."

Four days later, Sean completed the comprehension of the defensive sword technique and returned to the comprehension of the attack sword technique, and his soul was filled with an extremely fierce aura.

In eight days, Sean completed the comprehension of the nine attack swords, and with the improvement of the artistic conception, the speed of comprehension has also accelerated a lot.

Sean was originally strong in attack and weak in defense, with many means of attack, and he understood attack swordsmanship, which was also more handy than defensive swordsmanship, and his speed doubled.

Time flies, nineteen days have passed, and Sean has also entered the final speed sword science comprehension.

For speed, Sean is also a person who pursues the ultimate, and he is well aware of the effect of speed on attack.

Since he was a child, Sean has not been able to practice martial arts, so whether it is his body technique, attacking or blocking, he relies on speed to make up for his shortcomings, and the first sword he mastered Aurora Sword Technique is a sword science that pursues speed.

If you want to increase speed, you have to save some cumbersome changes, which is not a contradiction.

As we all know, the simpler something is, the more difficult it is to study, and fast and slow are the two extremes.

And fast, can only be a pursuit, not blind, otherwise, simply fast, but failed to achieve the effect of the attack, this kind of fast, will become meaningless.

One hit is hit, and the hit is killed, ruthless and accurate, this is the real fast.

Sean can perceive the opportunity and discern everything, which is his strength, and often when the opponent makes a move, he can catch the opponent's weakness, so speed is of vital significance to him.

He has a spiritual sword intent, and he has been carefully taught by Cangyuan's artistic conception, comprehending the essence of fast, transcending visual perception and reaching one limit after another.

What Sean has to do is to surpass, not only his opponent, but also himself.

"Mai Tianming, Cheng Yifeng, how could it be the two of you?"

During this time, Cen Xinshi has been practicing hard in the mountains, and Cen Xinshi was indeed quite surprised by the two young people who suddenly appeared in front of him, who were also friends.

"Why, you can come to this place, can't we come?" Mai Tianming said with a smile.

"I just didn't expect that the young deans of the dignified Baixia Academy and Qianqiu Academy would appear here, and besides, unlike you, I came to kill people and take revenge."

Cen Xinshi's tone was cold, obviously lacking the enthusiasm between friends.

"Why didn't you know we were here to avenge you?" Cheng Yifeng didn't mind Cen Xinshi's cold attitude, smiled, and said, "However, before you take revenge, I want to tell you something." ”

"If you're here to be lobbyists, you don't have to say anything." Cen Xinshi's tone was still cold.

"What kind of lobbyist is not a lobbyist, it is so ugly, don't worry, if you want to go to the little devil and fight hard, we will definitely accompany you, but what should be said is still to be said."

Mai Tianming didn't think it was wrong, and after speaking, he talked about the fact that those small and medium-sized sects were controlled by Tiger Hill and Ram Academy with drugs and soul means, as well as some secrets, ambitions and conspiracies involving foreign races.

It's just that they don't know much, but such simple information is enough to be thrilling.

Cheng Yifeng said: "I can swear, everything Tianming said is true, and also, your father came to us, right here, he didn't say anything, just asked us to tell you a word, he has been watching you here." ”

"How can this be, impossible, you are lying to me, you are lying to me......"

The earth-shattering information obviously brought great shock, and Cen Xinshi couldn't accept this fact.

He has nothing but hatred.

Hatred is the driving force that has always supported him, but now, he has been deceived by hatred.

The most terrible thing is that after being blinded by hatred, he stepped into an abyss of sin.

He didn't want to believe it, he roared madly to the sky, and ran out like crazy.

"Let him calm himself down, he'll figure it out."

Mai Tianming and Cheng Yifeng did not catch up.

They all believed that Cen Xinshi would wake up on his own, otherwise, he would not be so painful.

Time passed in a hurry, another four days passed, and now, there were only seventeen days left before the opening time of the Ascending Dragon Secret Realm.

"Whew!"

The rock-like figure on the mountain peak and cliff also had some breath fluctuations at this time, and he let out a long breath of hot and humid white turbidity, and his breath was rushing like a wave, like a hidden dragon awakening.

The closed eyes slowly opened, deep, bright, like the vast stars, but sharp as a sword.

"It's finally done."

Twenty-three days of soul deduction in a row, and the comprehension is still ground-level swordsmanship, Rao is Sean soul is strong, and there is still some fatigue on his face, but he doesn't care at all, and a faint smile hangs on his face.

"Well, Yuan Dan has also grown a lot, not bad."

Sean Lingzhi looked at the dantian, for more than a month, through the endless attraction of refining Yuan Stone, coupled with the condensation of the Yuan Dan flame, the original crystal clear transparent Yuan Dan was incomparably condensed, with a shallow emerald luster.

Now it only takes a slight turn, and between the limbs, it is as if there is a surging river of Yuan Li flowing through, and it is incomparably full.

The Yuan Stone was originally condensed from the essence of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force, containing an incomparably pure Yuan Force, which could theoretically be infinitely absorbed like the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force.

And when Sean deduced the sword technique in his soul, he also ran the "Melting Heaven Technique" to refine the Yuan Stone, and the two did not delay, although the realm did not improve, but the depth of the foundation was no longer the same.

Sean flicked his clothes, and there was no ripple on his face.

Closer to the month of the retreat, the greater progress is still the state of mind.

Now Sean, not happy for things, not worried about things, the world is precarious, I am self-imposing!

"No, I still can't let you go like that."

In another valley, there was a white-clothed figure that had been sitting quietly for three days, and there were also some fluctuations at this moment, he took a deep breath and muttered.

He slowly opened his eyes, bright, still fiery, but without the resentment and murderous aura of the past.

In the past three days, he recalled Sean's tolerance of himself again and again, encouragement after encouragement, and even his own self-explosion to save his life, which made him think a lot.

Especially when he learned that his father had been here all along, he knew that if his aunt was really killed by Sean, his father would not have come here.

He is not an evil person, on the contrary, he has a heart as evil as hatred, but he was filled with hatred before and lost his mind, so he became so crazy and was used by others.

"Brother Xinshi, how is it now?"

Mai Tianming and Cheng Yifeng came to the side with smiles again.

"Didn't you two say you want to help me get revenge, go, go now." Cen Xinshi's eyes became fierce again.

"Of course, we haven't fought the little devil yet, and this battle is imperative."

Mai Tianming and Cheng Yifeng smiled, and the fighting spirit and fanaticism permeated at the same time.

For this rumored little devil, they have been thinking about it for a while.

The three of them flew up a mountain peak.

Shout!

On the mountain peak and cliff, a piercing sound of sword roar rippled around the area, and this sword sound was slightly low, not at all like the sound of a sword, but extremely deep.

The sword light danced, but it looked very soft, but it made people feel like they were watching a mountain spin.

One move at a time slowly unleashed in Sean's hands, constantly connecting with each other, sometimes appearing a little sluggish, until a long sword move was completed and then started again.

And when it is used again, the stagnation gradually becomes much smoother, and there are some changes that do not need to exist are eliminated.

"The little baby is finally slowly perfected, you see, the sword momentum is beginning to become smooth, natural, to simplify and simplify, and in the process of casting, continue to accumulate the power of the sword momentum."

In the void, Grandma Aoba was amazed.

"Hehe, it's a lot easier."

Chao Lao nodded deeply, several times, he almost couldn't help but give advice, but in the end, he endured it, after all, his own guidance was far less important than Sean's own comprehension.

"Almost!"

After completing ten drills, the sword momentum has been natural, the process is like flowing water, without the slightest pause, Sean knows that the drill has reached the limit, and the momentum rises suddenly.

The majestic Yuan Force surged out, Sean on the cliff, the sword moves were extremely smooth, accumulating momentum, and the first sword was directly split, but there was no pause.

Thundered!

As the majestic sword in Sean's hand unfolded, the surrounding of his body seemed to be a space of its own, and within a radius of ten zhang, a thunderous sound suddenly sounded.

The colors of the entire sky became darker, and even the scorching sun that burst down from the sky seemed to be divided, intermittent and intermittent.

In this world, in addition to swords, it is still a sword!

"No wonder Dean Cang has always been reluctant to give up during this time, it turns out that he cares about his beloved disciples."

Inside the palace, looking at Cangyuan, who seemed to be wandering outside, Jian Weng smiled mysteriously.

"Hehe, I'm smiling!"

Cangyuan smiled lightly, but his eyes never left that place.

"That little brother has made a big move again, let's go, let's take a look."

Jian Weng's words undoubtedly reminded many strong people, and one after another strong figures stepped on the void, and at the same time projected their eyes on the source of the fluctuation.

"The level of sword moves is uneven, but it is fused into a kind of balance, the artistic conception is long, Dean Cang, this shouldn't be the martial arts of your academy, right?" The Cold Mountain Hermit's eyes were like torches, and he asked first.