"Look at it!" Looking at Han Chen's excited face, Guiguzi smiled slightly and didn't explain much.

Hearing this, Han Chen hurriedly held his breath, stared at Guiguzi with a concentrated mind, and began to observe.

Guiguzi's voice fell, his arm shook slightly, and the Mo Han Sword in his hand waved gently forward.

Call!

Suddenly, a chilling chill suddenly permeated out of thin air, even with the Ice Spirit Body, Han Chen only felt a faint chill sweeping through his body, making the hairs on his whole body stand on end.

"It's such a strong chill, at least ten times stronger than when I cast it!" Han Chen couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

"Winter!" Guiguzi's eyes were calm, his face was unwavering, and he slowly spit out two words.

And with the sound falling, the cold chill in the surrounding air suddenly stirred, swept through the air, and suddenly blew a cold wind.

Laugh at!

And just as the cold wind blew out of thin air, a pitch-black sword suddenly condensed out of thin air, like lightning, and shot out of the valley.

"Is this the Winter Sword?" Han Chen's pupils shrank fiercely, and he lost his voice.

It's no wonder that Han Chen can't recognize it, Guiguzi casts the cold winter, and the sword rays he slashes out are completely different from the sword rays that he spawned when he casts them.

The sword rays are extremely thin, and the color is deep, like a spatial crack, and the speed is even faster, and the sword rays are soaring, and they can't really see it at all, only a pitch-black shadow can be seen.

Call!

When the sword was soaring, the cold wind around him blew even more violently. Then, as if under some kind of traction, it turned into a tornado of cold wind, closely followed by the sword light, and shot forward.

Laugh at!

The speed of the sword was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it slashed at the mouth of the valley, a huge rock that was more than ten meters high and looked like a small mountain peak.

Although this huge rock is huge, at this moment, it is under this sword light. But it's almost like tofu. Directly cut it apart, and then continued to shoot towards the valley without slowing down.

"Scatter!" Looking at the sword that was about to come out of the valley, Guiguzi raised his hand and spit out a word softly.

The moment its voice fell. The sword light shuddered suddenly. It immediately collapsed. Dissipated and gone.

"How is it? Can you see it?" Holding the hilt of the sword behind his palm, Guiguzi turned to look at Han Chen and said with a smile.

"Goodong" Han Chen's throat rolled. Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he looked towards the massive rock.

At this time, the huge rock, which was more than ten meters high, was cut from it, and the upper part had collapsed, revealing a cross-section that was eight or nine meters wide but extremely smooth.

At this moment, the cross-section of the rock was glowing with iron blue, and even more curling mist was rising.

It was caused by the endless cold.

"Teacher, is this the true power of Winter?" His gaze stopped on the rock for a long time before Han Chen took his gaze back, took a deep breath, and then looked at Guiguzi eagerly and said.

If he was able to comprehend the Winter One Style to such an extent, Han Chen would have absolute confidence that he would only need one sword to kill the Nine-Star Peak Sword Soldier.

Even, even if it was a one-star sword spirit, with this style, he dared to compete with it.

"Hmm!" Guiguzi nodded with a smile and said, "The power of the Winter One Style is not just a sword. That cold air is also where its power lies. ”

Hearing this, Han Chen nodded thoughtfully. This style of mystical sword style, which is called 'Winter', in addition to the sharp sword that swordsmanship should have, the more essence should still be on the word 'cold'.

And the cold that appears when it is condensed should be the embodiment of the essence of this 'cold'.

Although the snowflakes are also extremely cold, the cold is born from snowflakes, and if there are no snowflakes, the cold will naturally not be condensed.

On the contrary, this direct manifestation of cold is the most direct, and it is also the most able to express the essence of 'cold'.

"I thought that I had already mastered the comprehension of Winter, but I didn't expect that in the end, it would be a bit of a sacrifice!" Han Chen shook his head and said secretly.

"Teacher, what about the two styles of flying snow and water cold?" At this time, Han Chen suddenly thought that since the power of this first type of winter could reach such a level, then the power of the latter two styles should be even stronger.

"The two styles of flying snow and water cold are a large-scale group attack sword style, which are created by the scene of falling snow and cold smoke on the water surface. And the essence of these two styles, the key lies in these two scenes!"

As he spoke, Guiguzi raised his hand and threw the Mo Han Sword to Han Chen, and continued: "As for what kind of essence and power it is, it can't be expressed in words, it can only depend on your own comprehension. ”

When the words fell, Guiguzi lifted his footsteps, and his body trembled, and instantly appeared on the rock next to the clearing.

Han Chen stretched out his hand to borrow the Mo Han Sword, and was just about to continue to ask, although Guiguzi said that this could not be taught in words, but if he explained it, at least it would save him a lot of detours, and at least, it would also point out a direction for him to comprehend.

It's just that when he saw Guiguzi sitting cross-legged regardless of it, his eyes were closed, and he directly entered a state of concentration, his mouth opened, but in the end, he reluctantly swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

Looking at Guiguzi's appearance, it was obvious that he would never say it, so Han Chen had no choice but to give up this method and start to comprehend it on his own.

But then, Han Chen's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, although he wanted to comprehend it on his own, how could this be so easy to comprehend?

Shaking his head, there is no way to do it now, so he can only slowly explore it by himself.

Immediately, his arm shook, and the Mo Han Sword in his hand danced rapidly as his body changed.

Han Chen first practiced the starting hand style of the Cold Snow Sword Technique, and then the ordinary sword style.

After two months of training, the improvement of skills and skill, and the tempering of swordsmanship made Han Chen's comprehension of the cold snow sword technique more profound.

Even that starting hand, ordinary sword style, was under Han Chen's sword. It also has quite extraordinary power.

After practicing several times in a row, Han Chen's eyes suddenly froze, the sword momentum in his hand changed, and the Mo Han sword swung forward extremely quickly.

"Winter!" a soft snort came out of Han Chen's mouth.

As the sound fell, the surrounding air instantly dropped to freezing, and flakes of snow appeared out of thin air in the sky, falling with the snowflakes in the sky.

Sou!

And in the snowflakes in the sky, a sword light that was extremely condensed and pitch-black like lightning. Suddenly shot out. Slashed towards the boulder that had been cut off by Guiguzi's sword.

The air flow is agitated, and the snowflakes in the sky turn into snowtornadoes, which follow closely.

Boom!

The pitch-black sword was the first to slash at the boulder, and suddenly let out a roaring sound. Small stone chips are scattered and sputtered. Followed by. A snowspout that followed also hit the rocks. Snowflakes hit it with a continuous 'poof' sound.

The stone chips dispersed, and one was five or six meters deep. Sword marks more than half a meter wide appeared on it, and around the sword marks, there were many cracks, like spider webs.

"Sure enough, it doesn't work!" his gaze fell on the sword mark, and Han Chen shook his head and sighed lightly.

At this time, he already believed Guiguzi's words. Although I already have a deeper understanding of the winter style, and after Guiguzi's previous explanations and drills.

But martial arts, not verbally explained, can be understood thoroughly, the main thing is to rely on one's own comprehension. Otherwise, as long as you have a matching explanation codex, wouldn't any high-level martial arts be able to learn in an instant?

Guiguzi's previous explanations and drills were just to point out a direction for Han Chen, and the key was to rely on Han Chen's own understanding.

Turning his head to look at Guiguzi, he saw that he was still closing his eyes and recuperating, and Han Chen didn't make a sound to disturb.

Retracting his gaze, his brows furrowed slightly, he pondered: "After two months of training, now, my swordsmanship has obviously improved a lot. Coupled with watching the snow before, it gave me a little understanding of the first three styles of the Cold Snow Sword Technique. ”

"Now, although I haven't fully comprehended the Winter Style, I have a little profoundness, and the power of a sword is doubled compared to before, so it seems that I should also have a more profound understanding of the two styles of flying snow and water cold!"

Thinking of this, Han Chen's heart couldn't help but become eager.

A trace of enlightenment, but the power of the Winter style has been increased by a cup, and the destructive power has been greatly enhanced. So how much will the snow and water chill be improved?

There are some things that are fruitless just by thinking, and practice leads to true knowledge. I want to know the snow on the road. How much has the power of the two types of water and cold been improved, and if you directly exert it, you can know the Dao.

Thinking of it, Han Chen did not hesitate at all, and immediately waved his long sword, and at the same time, his mind moved, and the true yuan in the dantian cyclone surged instantly.

Suddenly, a force that was several times stronger than the Sword Master Realm quickly surged in Han Chen's body.

His eyes flashed, his sword danced, and he slashed out with great speed.

Swish!

The shadow of the sword fills the air, smashing the air.

"Flying snow!" snorted.

Call!

As Han Chen's voice fell, a strong cold wind suddenly blew out of thin air, and in the midst of that cold wind, a little bit of crystal snow was swept by it and slowly fell down.

The crystal snow quickly grew larger, but in just two breaths, it turned into a goose-feather snow.

The snowflakes are white, crystal clear, and although beautiful, they are like swords, exuding a strong sharp aura.

The snowflakes that fall from the sky have not yet touched the sharp white snow that emerges from the flying snow. was crushed by the sharp aura.

Call!

The cold wind rose again, and the snowflakes in the sky blew towards the mountain wall on the side.

Puff puff

Suddenly, the snowflakes in the sky rained down on the mountain wall.

The stone chips were scattered, but they were quickly blown away by the cold wind.

The dense beehive-like craters on the mountain wall were revealed, and these potholes were all over the mountain wall, and each one was nearly half a meter deep.

"Well, the power of the Blizzard has also increased a lot. Sweeping his gaze over the mountain wall, Han Chen nodded, but then frowned slightly: "It's a pity that my comprehension of this style is not as good as that of Winter, so although the power has increased, it has only increased by nearly seventy percent compared to before!"

"Although it is not as big as the improvement of Winter, seventy percent is already very good. Han Chen said secretly in his heart.

Then his eyes flashed, and he said with a little expectation.

"Winter and snowfall have both improved a lot, so what about the water cold as the third type?" (to be continued......)