Qiandaoliu smiled freely, a huge soul power surged in his body, three pairs of wings spread out behind his back, each of his long golden hair turned into a brilliant golden color, and a huge six-winged goddess angel appeared behind him.

At the moment when the martial soul possessed the body, Qiandaoliu was like incarnating a true god in the world, and the surging divine light shone, making people unconsciously calm down and worship, and even the surrounding plants showed spring under the illumination of the divine light.

Qiandaoliu's hand condensed, and the divine soul power gathered into a delicate holy sword two feet long in his hand, and threw it into Qianrenhan's hand.

The per capita development of Douluo Continent, it is normal for civilians to give birth to babies at the age of twelve, the soul master has soul power as a hormone, and the development will be faster, although Qian Linghan has not awakened the martial soul, but his three meals a day are all natural treasures, all kinds of soul beast meat supplement nutrition, lay the foundation, soul beast meat also contains soul power, so although he is only in his early years, his height is actually about the same as that of a two- or three-year-old child.

Then Qiandaoliu sucked at the big tree on the side, and a one-meter-long branch flew over, and where the branch passed, the green leaves fell off one by one.

When it fell into the hands of Qiandaoliu, the branches were already bare, and the last green leaf just landed in front of his feet, which showed the color of pretense.

Qiandaoliu carried one hand behind his back, and said lightly: "Xiao Han, do your best to attack grandpa, grandpa's attack speed will remain the same as yours, and he will not use soul power."

"Then grandpa, I'm here!"

As soon as Qian Linghan said the word 'that', he stabbed Qian Daoliu in the chest with a sword, and he didn't spare his hand at all, the difference in strength between the two is completely like an elephant versus an ant, can an ant break the skin of an elephant with a bite? In the same way, even if Qiandao exiled the Four Seas and forcibly connected this sword, it would be impossible to break the defense.

"Little slippery."

For Qianrenhan to play smart, Qiandaoliu smiled, and his right hand was also stabbed, and the speed was almost exactly the same as Qianrenhan, but the adult arm was against the little ghost's head arm, and the one-meter-long branch was stabbed against the two-foot sword, and the result was not to think about it, Qianrenhan's hand was not long enough, the branch was really in the chest, and the body took a few steps backwards, and snorted.

How to guess well, the location hit by the branch is estimated to be purple.

"Again."

Qian Linghan strode again and swung his sword, this time on the right side.

"There are too many forward swings, too single movements, and the enemy will know what moves you will make at a glance." Qiandaoliu faintly explained, and the branch once again pierced out between Qianrenhan's right arm and head, on the path of the holy sword.

Just when Qian Ling Han thought that the branch would be cut in two by the holy sword, and the corners of his mouth were crooked, the holy sword collided with the branch, and the branch that was originally fragile and could be pulled at will was like an impregnable city wall, blocking the holy sword, and was drawn on the side of Qian Ling Han's head with the help of force.

Qian Ling Han let out a miserable scream, "Oops! ”

Qiandaoliu smiled lightly: "What's the matter, it's not a good taste for you to draw the power of your sword on yourself."

Qian Ling Han covered the smoked land, and said angrily: "Grandpa is not fair, you said that you can't use soul power, how can a mere branch block a holy sword that can cut stones into traces!"

Qiandaoliu said lightly: "Grandpa is a good talker, it is true that he did not use soul power, but he used another thing."

Qianrenhan asked, "What is it?" ”

"Xiao Han, the soul master realm, in addition to the most basic swordsmanship, the sword is divided into three realms, the first is the unity of the human sword, the sword is the person, the person is the sword, the inch of grass in the hand is also a sharp weapon, and it is not enough to block the sword condensed by grandpa with this branch. And the second layer of sword qi in the way of the sword, when a person's understanding of the sword reaches a certain depth, even if there is no sword in the hand, the sword can still exist in the heart, even if it is barehanded, it can kill people with sword qi a hundred steps away. ”

As soon as the words fell, Qiandaoliu's body shook slightly, and the air on Qian's left seemed to shake slightly, and he subconsciously turned around and saw a big tree surrounded by several people not far away, falling to the ground, and its incision was extremely smooth.

Seeing this scene, Qian Linghan subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Qiandaoliu continued: "The third layer of kendo is called sword intent, and the sword refers to the branch in the grandfather's hand, and it refers to one's own sense of competence, as long as the artistic conception is strong enough, even if it is an ordinary branch, it can also be used as a divine weapon."

Qiandaoliu waved the branch in his hand, still without using a trace of soul power, and cut it down, leaving a shallow but clearly visible trace on the rock wall not far away.

In terms of power, it is far worse than the sword qi that cut down the big tree before, but of course Qiandaoliu will not say that his understanding of sword intent is too shallow and he can't exert much power. He was able to reach this realm, but he was actually competing with the Dust Sword Monarch, and he realized it by defending against the attack of the Seven Killing Sword.

Qiandaoliu stretched out his hand, a golden book, on which were written the four big characters of angel swordsmanship.

"Eat bite by bite, learn step by step, first of all, you must be proficient in all the sword moves of the angel swordsmanship, and be able to use them skillfully, until it is not you who make the sword, but the sword and you are one, all kinds of swordsmanship, without going through the mind, can be used freely." Qiandaoliu rubbed Qianrenhan's head and said: "Devote yourself to your studies in a down-to-earth manner, don't be like your father, who spends most of his time on official duties, except for official duties is cultivation, and the first level of understanding of the sword cannot be perfected."

"I got it, grandpa."

After Qiandaoliu handed over the angel swordsmanship to Qianrenhan, he returned to the Douluo Palace, and Qianrenhan stayed alone on the mountain peak, with books in one hand and branches in the other.