That spiritual light, that sword intent that didn't spit out unpleasantly, disappeared?

Ling Qingyun, who was usually extremely calm, also showed a shocked expression, this was related to his new sword intent, which was enough to bring the sword realm to a higher level, but ...... It's gone?

"It stands to reason that the sword intent should continue to accumulate with the sword, why shouldn't it disappear! Could it be that the golden split sword intent is too blazing, dominating the spirit, causing the inspiration of the meteor sword intent to disappear?" Ling Qingyun's heart is very chaotic, even if he is calm and calm on weekdays, it is difficult to calm down when encountering this situation, it is a breakthrough, maybe it will affect his kendo future, how can he keep his heart like water? Even if a strange treasure worth tens of thousands of gold is taken away, it will not make him feel so painful.

This is the Tao! It is okay to die at the end of the day, but what about the loss of the Tao? It should be said that life is better than death.

After a period of panic, Ling Qingyun gradually calmed down, he believed that his fate would not disappear in vain, this was his own perception, could he still become a duck and fly? Even if he really disappeared, he at least maintained the memory of killing the Wingman, so that he could gradually dig the sword intent back, but it would take longer and be more difficult.

"Moon Spirit, playback. He commanded, the moon spirit of the wordless book space immediately did so, called the wordless book information for him, and reflected back the memory of his previous golden cracking sword intent, the feeling was no different from his own experience, he saw the golden sword light cascading like a wave, saw the sword blade circle like a dragon scroll, and saw the sword repeatedly deepening the sharpness, fusing into a more exaggerated giant sword qi......

"This is it!" Ling Qingyun opened his mouth suddenly, the picture stopped suddenly, here the Qingfeng sword stabbed out violently, piercing through the puppet, which seemed to be no different from other sword moves, but Ling Qingyun keenly found that he felt something at that time, as if venting, the power of this sword far exceeded that of several other swords, and this sword was different, the golden mang was more restrained, and the tip of the sword was extremely sharp, and it actually stabbed the iron spirit puppet on the basis of the original two-inch deep sword marks!

"This penetrating power is fully double that of the Golden Cracking Sword Intent!" Ling Qingyun was surprised, the thickness of the dummy's abdomen was more than five inches, and the slash with the Golden Cracking Sword Intent could only produce an inch-deep sword mark, and the stabbing could reach an inch and a half, but the distance that this sword penetrated was more than three inches!

"It's definitely the explosion of the Meteor Sword Intent, otherwise there is no such power!" Ling Qingyun was pleasantly surprised, he didn't guess wrong, the aura would not disappear out of thin air, he had already cast the Meteor Sword Intent, but he was immersed in the Golden Cracking Sword Intent at that time and didn't know it.

Generally speaking, you should remember the feeling at the moment when you come out of the sword, chew it repeatedly, and look for the essence of that sword, and immersing yourself in other sword moves at that time is equivalent to missing the opportunity, but Ling Qingyun, who has the sharp weapon of the wordless book, does not have such troubles, he repeatedly called up the state of the sword at that time, and stabbed it out with all his strength again and again, chasing that feeling.

As for why he didn't call the perception of the slashing wingman, Ling Qingyun also called it, but the state at that time was too special, and it was a high-speed flight state after the Yanbo Sword Technique had been fully brewed, and it really couldn't be copied, so he could only learn the skin.

"The sword is like a meteor, indomitable!" he muttered to himself, repeatedly reminding himself of the essentials of the meteor sword intent, although this kind of sword intent was created by him, but if he did not repeatedly emphasize the memory, it may be confused, as if someone would say words of encouragement when he was touched, but if he did not repeatedly emphasize it and keep it in mind, this kind of motivation would disappear quickly and could not be sustained at all.

Accompanied by stabbing over and over again, imitating and pursuing the sword intent in his memory, Ling Qingyun only felt that this eight-character essentials was also familiar with his heart, and every sword he couldn't help but condense and compress the true qi, and penetrate all the power through the line, completely concentrating on the sword tip stabbing attack, so that the sword light of each sword converged one point faster than before, but the speed was one point faster, and the sword hole pierced out was one point deeper, originally less than half an inch, but now it is gradually approaching an inch, which is the level that can only be achieved by normal use of Golden Crack Sword Intent.

"Wonderful, with this skill, there is no need to use the Golden Splitting Sword Intent against opponents with strong defenses. Ling Qingyun smiled, in fact, shrinking strength and condensing on a line are very simple truths, low-level martial arts that can be seen everywhere can be used, but under the guidance of the Meteor Sword Intent, he will refine this use, which is not easy to achieve.

"It's just that I still haven't used the Meteor Sword Intent. Ling Qingyun regretted that he had cast the Meteor Sword Intent twice so far, but he had not been able to comprehend the essence of it, and using the essentials to stab him again and again made him closer to the Meteor Sword Intent, but he couldn't use it again.

"The original intention of casting the Meteor Sword was in a high-speed flying state, why don't you try to charge the sword?" Ling Qingyun had an idea and immediately implemented it, pulling out a distance of nearly ten zhang from the dummy, and stabbing out the sword with the extreme use of footwork, it was not easy to swing the weapon in a high-speed run, and it was even more difficult to accurately stab according to the essence of the meteor sword, but Ling Qingyun quickly mastered the essentials after stabbing a few times, but it felt similar to a cavalry charge, with indestructible power, and the sword hole produced was indeed much deeper than the original, and the extreme sword light produced by the tip of the sword became more and more dazzling, which was really close to the essence of the meteor sword intent.

"No, it takes too long to charge once, and it can't be coherent, so let's sprint with lunges instead!" Ling Qingyun changed his strategy and burst out at close range with a speed stab, which was extremely heavy on his body, and Ling Qingyun gritted his teeth and endured it with an endless stream of physical strength and true qi, he could feel that every stab made his sword heart cheer and jump, and the peak sword of the sword tip was also more brilliant, and it had truly shown the style of a meteor.

"Practicing the sword here is better than practicing hard in the outside world for a day, you must seize the opportunity and succeed in one fell swoop!" Ling Qingyun silently thought, his state at this time was persistent and crazy, even the iron spirit dummy was shaking and trembling under the continuous stabbing blows, as if it could no longer withstand such a fierce attack, and there was a risk of collapse at any time.

With a sword stabbing out and squandering a stream of true qi violently erupted, Ling Qingyun's body and sword turned into afterimages, forming a cycle of constant repetition and acceleration, forward, stabbing the sword, retracting the sword, retreating, and moving forward again...... The whole process is like flowing water, and the three-foot Qingfeng is always pierced in the same line, and after more than 200 times, there is no deviation of half an inch.

This kind of persistence and skill can only be described as terrifying!

Heaven lived up to his efforts, and when he stabbed out close to the three hundredth sword, he was suddenly blessed to his heart, and the true qi poured into the sword instantly condensed into the most refined and penetrating perfect state, piercing the air at unimaginable speed, and completely piercing the dummy's chest with unstoppable power.

You must know that although the thickness of the dummy's chest is not as thick as the abdomen, it is also more than four inches! The penetrating power of this sword is even more terrifying than the stab that fused the golden cracking sword intent at the beginning!

"Meteor Sword Intent!" Ling Qingyun couldn't help but exclaim, his face was full of surprise, when he saw that sword momentum like a meteor, like a white rainbow across the sun, he knew that he had succeeded.

"Keep up the good work!" Ling Qingyun drew his sword again, constantly pursuing the mysterious state of the sword like a meteor, and after one hundred and eighty swords, he succeeded again, followed by one hundred and fifty swords, one hundred and thirty swords...... Eventually it fluctuated around one hundred and twenty swords.

This means that Ling Qingyun has the opportunity to use a Meteor Sword Intent every time he produces a hundred and twenty swords, which sounds good, but this one hundred and twenty swords must be in a state where his spirit, physical strength, and true qi are all at their peak, consuming at least one percent of his true qi, and wholeheartedly performing it according to the essentials of the Meteor Sword Intent! In fact, he can practice his sword no more than ten times a day to perform this level of sword moves, and it is impossible to practice only one, in reality, maybe one hundred and twenty thousand sword swings may not be able to use a Meteor Sword Intent.

This was still unstable compared to the Golden Cracking Sword Intent of Camel Ridge at that time, so he could only try his luck and suddenly use it once when he was in excellent condition, but Ling Qingyun was quite satisfied, how did his Golden Cracking Sword Intent come from at the beginning?

"The Meteor Sword Intent has been successfully created, it is skillfully consolidated, and you can also try to tap the Storm Sword Intent......" Ling Qingyun's heart was hot, and he couldn't help but think of the amazing sword that slashed the Winged Man, piercing the opponent's body with the Meteor Sword Intent, and then bursting out with the Storm Sword Intent, thousands of sword qi burst out, how could the flesh and blood body withstand it? I'm afraid that the city wall can explode! Even if the golden body faces this kind of attack, it is no different from a paper paste.

"This is a combination of moves, and the sword intent can even be fused and exploded!" He couldn't help but think that the previous few times he used the Meteor Sword Intent was based on the Golden Cracking Sword Intent, and this attack had both characteristics, although it was impossible to give full play to the characteristics of sharpness and piercing, and sometimes it was a stunt.

Ling Qingyun wanted to continue with great interest, but he was shocked to see that the iron spirit dummies that had been quickly recovering even if they were completely blown up were cut off by his own sword and fell to the ground, and then rows and columns of training dummies collapsed one after another, and the entire dojo disappeared illusory, leaving only one staircase in front of him.

"Could it be that the time has come, or is it caused by me destroying too much?" Ling Qingyun was suspicious, he had never encountered this situation before, but when he thought about it carefully, he was embarrassed again, he had used the Golden Cracking Sword Intent hundreds of times before, and it would be easy to spread this energy and turn the entire dojo into ruins.

"That's it, this harvest is enough, so that my skills and sword intent will be improved in an all-round way!" Ling Qingyun sighed with emotion and stepped on the stairs contentedly.

The seventh floor of the Tower of Trials.

It was a vast and barren field, full of reddish-brown and barren grass, and the gray sky and the ferocity of the air were tireless.

"It's really an ominous place, this is an ancient battlefield, and it always feels like something ominous is going to happen. Ling Qingyun muttered to himself, and suddenly he felt a heat in his chest, and the blue light in this part shone, and then a figure appeared.

"Why did you come out?" Ling Qingyun looked at the green snake in surprise, more surprised than blaming, since he entered the trial tower, he didn't feel the breath of the green snake, he only felt that the trial tower suppressed and stripped it, he didn't expect that at this time, the green snake suddenly moved, and rushed out of his body directly.

Its power has grown to this point?Ling Qingyun was secretly puzzled, but was attracted by the green snake's actions.

"Roar...... Roar......" The green snake roared, looking around with unprecedented seriousness, finally finding its way and swooping out.

"Wait!" Ling Qingyun hurriedly caught up, this wasteland was strange and ominous, I was afraid that there was a danger hidden, he was not sure if the power of the green snake would be rescued after it was in distress!

The green snake was not what it used to be, and the speed at which it was advancing with all its might made Ling Qingyun chase a little hard, and the chase lasted for more than ten miles before it stopped.

"A hill, or is it cyan?" Ling Qingyun looked at the hill in front of him in amazement, a green hill really stood out in the reddish-brown wasteland.

"Roar!" the green snake roared excitedly at the bottom of the mountain, and the intermittent roar seemed to be a call, and then the earth trembled, and the cyan hill actually moved in the loud sound of the earth shaking the mountain, and then, a roar somewhat similar to the green snake resounded through the world.

It's alive!