Chapter 0382: The Power of Sword Cultivation

Mei Xi's expression became suspicious, but Mei Quan was already impatient.

"Let's get started!"

Lin Zhixiao can't control the strong wind, it is his incompetence, and Mei Quan will not have the slightest ripple in his heart.

But Li Feng actually dared to covet Lin Xiyun, which was a provocation to him.

Unforgivable provocation!

Meiquan has never been an open-minded person, what is particular about is that if you make me unhappy for a while, I will let you live this life happily.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to express his thoughts at this time, to kill the strong wind.

When Zhang Yuan heard this, a streamer appeared on his body, adding a layer of shield to himself, and the palm-sized shield became three feet in size, slowly rotating around Xu Fangyuan, who was beside him.

The flying sword became looming, snaking in the air, the sword light flickering, revealing a cold light from time to time, but the speed was already extremely fast, and the direction was unpredictable.

Li Feng didn't care, standing arrogantly in the void, letting Zhang Yuan prepare, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, like looking at a clown.

His left hand was on the long sword at his waist, and the aura on his body was still slowly changing, ignoring the huge momentum exuded by Zhang Yuan.

"Click!"

It was Zhang Yuan, who was fighting against the shield and fiddling with the flying sword, and the first wave of attack was not a flying sword stab, but a thunder method.

A ball of thunder and lightning suddenly exploded above Li Feng's head, and the white lightning flashed, and it was slashing right on Li Feng's head.

Lin Xiyun was startled, his body straightened, and he looked at Li Feng in surprise with his small mouth open, his eyes full of worry.

Mei Quan was overjoyed, his face showed excitement, and he just wanted to applaud.

Most of the sons and girls of the Lin Mei family showed a look of relief, and it was their common instinct to teach those who dared to break the rules.

Li Feng's body didn't move at all, he didn't even blink his eyelids, and with a flick of his left thumb, the long sword 'sonorous' came out of the sheath, and the sword light flashed, and it slashed on the electric light, instantly splitting the electric light.

A slightly worn long sword, hovering above Li Feng's head, pointed at Zhang Yuan, the sword light was uncertain, compared to Zhang Yuan's flying sword, there was another momentum.

"Hey......"

There was a cry of regret in the fragrance garden, and it was not the first time to defeat this madman, which made everyone a little disappointed.

Yue Buqun and the other six all frowned.

The other six people obviously didn't expect this fierce wind to have such a swift swordsmanship, and they felt that this person was not easy to deal with.

But Yue Buqun was very disappointed that he didn't see Li Feng show his sword cultivation's fierce sword technique, as if the high-level Zhang Yuan in front of him was not enough for him to exert his full strength.

That Zhang Yuan is obviously also an extraordinary person, otherwise he would not have appeared in this party.

Although the sons of these Lin Mei families in Liuxiangyuan are still young, they have not received direct power from the family.

However, everyone has already begun to build their own power base, and there must be talents around them who are good at strategy, or good at fighting, or good at management.

To be recommended by a group of subordinates, they must be extraordinary, at least after a certain amount of screening, representing their strongest force, or at least one of the strongest.

Yue Buqun is an exception, he can be chosen, it is an adventure for Mei Xi.

The reason for taking the risk is this: he may be a sword cultivator!

Sword cultivation is a very special existence in the Cloud Sky Cultivation Realm.

Yunkong's sword cultivation is a way of cultivation, and from ancient times to the present, there has not been a special sword cultivation sect.

All sword cultivation was born from various sects of cultivation of immortals of different sizes.

They have abandoned all other Dao Immortal Techniques, but they are extremely fond of the sword, such as the sword is upright and unyielding, and the sharpness is unparalleled.

They advocate offense and are indomitable!

It's a madman that all monks don't want to face.

When Yue Buqun first came into contact with the word Sword Cultivation in the Cloud Sky Great World, he thought that he was a sword-based cultivator like the Wuyue Sword Sect, but it was obviously not.

The Wuyue Sword Sect is indeed better at using sword weapons, but it is not that they will not use other weapons.

Swords, hammers, sticks, fists, palms, fingers, and claws, most of the Wuyue disciples will dabble in it, and even be proficient in several items.

Just like Yue Buqun, he is proficient in claw fingering, and his fist kung fu is also extremely good.

But sword cultivation, only with a sword!

In the Taihua Sect, some people's cultivation is also very close to the way of sword cultivation, such as Feng Qingyang, Yang Yijian, Linghu Yichong, etc.

Before Yue Buqun fought against He Yicheng, because of some considerations, he had been using this method to fight with He Yicheng, which made him extremely jealous, and finally killed him in one fell swoop.

Perhaps because of this, Yue Buqun's aura, with traces of sword cultivation, and tried his best to cover it up, made Lin Qile have a misunderstanding, and strongly recommended it to his boss, and finally let Yue Buqun walk here.

Therefore, Yue Buqun felt that he was an impostor, and now he most wanted to see how the authentic sword cultivator was fighting.

If it's not too difficult, you might as well keep impersonating.

From his limited contact with others, Yue Buqun had already faintly understood the popularity of sword cultivation.

Zhang Yuan completely ignored the emotions of the other people, at this moment his spirit was highly concentrated, his body was slowly swimming in the air, and his hands were not in a hurry to cast the spell.

Before the electric light in the sky was completely extinguished, a gust of wind suddenly appeared out of thin air, making a piercing roar, and the whole heaven and earth suddenly became gloomy.

The wind surged, and countless white clouds converged, forming dark clouds, which pressed heavily to the fierce wind.

The sea was rippling, and dozens of zhang of waves rose to the sky, condensing countless swords, guns, swords, and halberds, with the help of the great power of the waves of the sea, the last to come first in an instant, stabbing under the body of the strong wind.

The wind blew down from the clouds, carrying countless clouds and mist, and shrouded them head.

Wind and water!

A large-scale Dao technique with great power took shape almost instantly, and it struck the fierce wind in mid-air as soon as it went up and down.

"Good!"

There are more than 20 people in the courtyard, all of whom are knowledgeable.

The power of this Dao method was already an extremely high-end existence in the early stage of foundation building, and it was enough to be proud of more than ninety percent of the monks of the same level.

The wind is pervasive, and every wisp of wind is a thin lancet that can easily cut through the flesh of an enemy.

Ordinary monks in the early stage of foundation building, when blown by this strong wind, may have their skin and flesh all over their bodies, and even their bones have been chopped into minced pieces.

The swords, guns, swords, and halberds rising from the sea were even more tacitly cooperative, slashing and stabbing, smashing and smashing hammers, almost blocking all the directions of movement of the strong wind.

Zhang Yuan's eyes widened, his divine soul calculated rapidly, and his divine sense commanded the flying sword hidden in the wind and clouds, riding the wind and waves, and silently appeared on the back of the neck of the strong wind.

In the general competition, the second wave of attacks was still in the tentative stage, but Zhang Yuan had already sent out his strongest attack.

If you don't have enough experience in fighting and your strength is insufficient, I'm afraid that you haven't even focused your attention and your spiritual power has not been fully mobilized, and the killing opportunity is imminent.

Yue Buqun was also slightly moved, this Zhang Yuan is indeed extraordinary, and his strength is superb.

In particular, the use of tactics and the pondering of the enemy's mind are outstanding.

Li Feng didn't move at all, disdainful of the wind and sword rain above his head, and the swords, guns, and halberds under his feet.

"The light of rice grains also dares to shine!"

With a loud shout, the long sword was erected, and in an instant, it emitted a thousand rays of light, illuminating the entire heaven and earth.

It also shone into everyone's hearts and captured everyone's heartbeat.

Under the noses of dozens of people, the sword slowly raised, making a slashing motion, cutting through a wonderful arc, leaving countless slashing phantom traces, breaking through the wind and dark clouds in the sky, and suppressing all the waves.

Slash with a sword!

The light broke through the dark clouds, and the light of the great sun shone straight down, shining on the body of Li Feng, who stood out of nothing, making his figure instantly become extremely tall.

The wind is gone!

The sea is calm and the waves are calm!

The stormy clouds and waves just now seem to have never existed.

Zhang Yuanzhan stood in the void, looking at Li Feng, with a look on his face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, full of irony.

His spirit shield and flying sword were split in two, and his spirituality was lost, and he tumbled and fell to the sea.

Between his eyebrows, heart, and lower abdomen, a trace of light slowly oozed out, and finally formed a straight line of light, and a sword light suddenly burst out from it, flashing, splitting him into two petals.

"Ah......h

Liuxiangyuan let out a burst of exclamations, and everyone didn't expect that Zhang Yuan couldn't take a single move.

This is the power of sword cultivation!

All the sons and girls of the Lin Mei family who were illuminated by the sword light did not feel warm at all, only felt the coldness on their bodies, but a thought involuntarily popped up in their minds.

"Sword Cultivation!"

Lin Zhixiao screamed bitterly, instantly alarming the entire Lingering Fragrance Garden.

The five masters, who were eager to try and prepare to be born, instantly returned to their masters, sacrificed their weapons, and looked at the fierce wind in the sky with a jealous expression.

Mei Xi's feet slipped, and he stood on Yue Buqun's left hand side, looking at the fierce wind in the sky through Yue Buqun.

Mei Quan was stunned, and suddenly made a wrong step, came to Mei Xi's left, looked at Mei Xi's angry eyes, and knocked his eyelids, when he didn't see it.

Lin Zhixiao shouted a word, and the anger and resentment in his stomach seemed to dissipate, and the whole person immediately became extremely depressed.

He was not as frightened as the others, and slowly turned and sat down on the wine table next to him, his movements extremely stiff and clumsy, and he grabbed the flask, tilted his head and poured it into a big gulp, and the wine splashed everywhere, wetting his clothes.

Today, he made mistakes again and again, and a good deck of cards was played to pieces by him, and it became an out-and-out joke!