The faint blue butterfly was like a dream, floating up, and the dancing butterfly shadow fell into Zhu Han'an's eyes, like a patch of gloomy color, covering the sight.

Perception, consciousness, and thoughts, all appeared blank, as if some invisible force had erased the mind, and the idea of resistance was erased at this moment, and it was difficult to mobilize the power of the essence, qi and spirit.

At this moment, Zhu Han'an was suddenly attacked.

Or rather, a test.

Zhu Han'an certainly had the intention of investing in Jiang Li, but he did not invest in the effect, but with a consideration, if Jiang Li's performance could not satisfy him, he would withdraw.

He sent "Beichen Discrimination", which also has the meaning of testing.

And now, Jiang Li is testing him.

Jiang was tested when he was weak, and he had to be tested when he was strong, so he was not strong in vain?

A Zhu Han'an, but he is not qualified to consider the current Jiang Li.

Suddenly, the situation changed, and the dark blue dream butterfly sent the Heavenly Escape Sword Intent into Zhu Han'an's mind, slashing the intent to kill the sense, and even Zhu Han'an and other great Confucians were all hit for a while.

But he is also worthy of being called the most promising person to be promoted to the third grade after the sacrificial wine, and at the same time as the sword intent of the Heavenly Escape invaded his mind, a mighty aura was released, and a loud voice sounded out of thin air.

"I have three times a day, and I have to save my body."

There was an extra phantom on Zhu Han'an's body, and the mighty energy cleansed his mind, making him suddenly come back to his senses as if he had woken up from a nightmare.

The Divine Power of the Five Ancestors Dao Guo Zengzi [Three Provinces and My Body].

If the mind deviates from the normal state, it can reverse the state of mind and return to normal as soon as possible, which is the "Three Provinces and My Body".

The sudden sword intent was blocked by the Dao Fruit Divine Power, Zhu Han'an's mind recovered, his eyes glowed, and he raised his hand to block it, "Zi is silent, and the strange power is confused." ”

The words are followed, the mighty spirit is agitated, the Confucian secret method is performed, disturbing the sword intent emitted by the dream butterfly, and the mighty energy bursts out in the palm, intercepting a piece of sword light that appears out of thin air.

"A gentleman is cautious."

Don't see it, don't show it, so the gentleman is cautious. A gentleman is cautious and alone, that is, alone, and should be strict with self-discipline and not slacken, this method is the secret of Confucian cultivation.

Zhu Xian'an used [Three Provinces and My Body] and "Gentleman Prudence and Independence" in parallel to build a solid mental defense line, and at the same time used his fingers to perform the sword on behalf of him.

"The wind is dancing."

The sword qi was pure white, swaying, like the wind and agile, and there was a sense of solemnity and sacredness, which was colliding with the sword light that shot again.

"Boom!"

The sword qi collided with the sword light, making a sound like the collision of gold and iron, and the sword qi was entangled with the sword light like wind lines, strangling and wearing, making the sword light weaker and weaker, and when it came to Zhu Han'an's eyes, it dispersed into a strong wind, blowing the hair and three strands of long beard.

"Dancing Sword?"

Jiang Li saw that his two sword lights were in vain, but there was no different color, but he explored the swordsmanship shown by the other party.

The Confucian sword is said to be created by a certain ancestor of Confucianism who extracted the essence from the Confucian classics, but he did not expect that Zhu Han'an was also good at this swordsmanship.

The so-called dance is a method of praying for rain, and the rain-seekers line up in a meandering formation, reverently imitating the movements of the imaginary dragon to worship the dragon god and pray for rain. In the division of Confucian exercises, this method related to sacrifice should be classified as a ceremony.

And Zhu Han'an's real ability to dominate the world is still the shooting in the six arts.

Being able to use swordsmanship to resist two sword lights in a row shows that Zhu Han'an has not yet shown his strength. He just blocked the move with his sword, and at the same time, the sword qi rose up, like a clear wind, and he came out of the dragon shape and counterattacked Jiang Li.

The wind is between square inches, and the stone table and tea set are not moved, but there is a mighty momentum, such as a dragon overbearing, showing the vastness of the open air.

However, as soon as this mighty force approached Jiang Li, it blended into it like a hundred rivers converging into the sea.

The figure sitting upright did not move, but it was as ethereal as the wind and clouds on the horizon, the mighty wind blew on his body, and he did not move his momentum at all, but blended into it, and Jiang Li's eyes flashed with sword light, cruising between the complex patterns.

The two sword lights of Shicai were actually emitted by his eyes.

"Huh?"

Zhu Hui'an's face showed a solemn color, Haoran's breath came out of the body, and he was angry at the bullfight in an instant, and the sky tonight was like a white, and the sprinkling words formed a splendid article.

The sword commands the movement, the wind rises and the momentum is pneumatic, and the splendid articles are all in it, turning into a moral wind and sweeping in.

After the dancing sword, there is a gentleman's style, and the Confucian double style rises at the same time, and the wind is like a dancing goose, and the momentum spreads for thousands of miles.

"Gentlemanly style is the law of the Ministry of Etiquette."

Seeing this, Jiang Li's eyebrows raised, but his face still did not change, and he only raised his palm lightly, "Wind and shape." ”

The palm of the hand seems to be integrated into the wind, and the innate wind Qi is violently moving, between the hands, the wind between heaven and earth is like being grabbed by an invisible big hand, forming a gang wind backlash gentleman's wind, dancing sword.

Obviously, he had already interfered with the spell with "the son is silent, and the strange power is chaotic", but Jiang Li still grasped the situation and moved his thoughts to rise the wind.

This palm, which seems to be a spell rather than a spell, is actually to grasp the operation of the wind and accept the principles of nature for its own use.

One is the wind of heaven and earth, the other is the wind of manpower, the two winds are hedged, like a tsunami hitting the waves, the wind of heaven and earth moves, thousands of miles of howling, but between the collision, it is turned into a breeze, scattered between the mountains and fields.

"Bang!"

The night wind is cold, but it melts into the mountains and forests, and does not mess with the scenery of the mountains and wilderness, but for Zhu Han'an, this cold night wind is the most icy killing machine.

He only felt that the moves he had agitated were all integrated into the other party's wind, and as the mighty wind broke down, an invisible hand was pouring over.

That's the wind!

That's Jiang Li's hand!

"Wind Shape ······"

Zhu Han'an muttered these three words, and suddenly his body shifted, and he retreated backwards with the stone bench, and at the same time grabbed and pulled with both hands, like holding an invisible big bow, and was taking a bow to lead arrows.

A crack suddenly appeared in the wind, like a line, but the edge was like an arrow, bringing infinite fierceness.

By now, Zhu Xian'an had finally revealed his true skills, and his essence and vitality exploded with the draw, tearing through the invisible wind and shooting out suddenly.

"Boom!"

The bow is like a thunderbolt, although there is no earth-shattering momentum, it is often the sword light and the wind of heaven and earth, but there is a wonderful reason to return to the basics.

Confucianism does not practice magic, although it has similar performance to magic, but the essence is biased towards martial arts. At this time, Zhu Han'an was to restrain his spirit and spirit, not leaking or leaking, and only shot out with a bow.

This thunder burst out, just like the heavenly thunder of nature, stirring in the wind, and a sharp light shot out, straight towards the invisible palm, the two collided, and a cracking sound protruded.

Hiss –

As if the space had been torn apart, a pitch-black crack appeared, stretching from the other end to this end.

I went, and it timed out again.

The time of my computer is not accurate at all, it is a full two minutes slow, and I thought I could catch up.