Kui Lin has always believed that if a monk can do it, and concentrate what he knows into one move, then it is the real integration.

If it is said that my sword embodies the lofty and powerful spirit of the Chaoyang sword style, which attracts the heavenly phenomena, and the other sword is the agility and tracelessness of the Xiyi sword style, it is not enough.

Even if the transformation of each sword is very fluid, the action is fluid, that is not good, when fighting with people, no matter how smooth, the power is not mentioned, it is like hitting water and splashing stones, no matter what posture to splash it is useless.

In the past, he has always been making a fusion of his swordsmanship and the method he has understood, and only after becoming one, swinging a sword, he can achieve the fusion of the whole body in one blow.

Ordinary people's martial arts know the unity of waist and horse, and they know that a punch is not just with the strength of the arm, but to integrate the whole body, to be able to play the strongest punch, it makes no sense that he is a monk and does not know how to integrate swordsmanship.

It's just that the fusion of this kind of swordsmanship before, realized in his heart, practiced in consciousness, and occasionally practiced in reality, because it is not urgent, it is like a big tree growing, coming day by day.

The dangerous stimulation of that moment just now made his sword fusion take a big step forward.

At this time, his finger bones were holding the small sword, and he slashed down at any time as if it was about to fall.

It's incredible.

Beneath the sword, the void was like layers of paper being cut open.

A terrifying force swirled out from that finger, and the light of the sword light did not dissipate much, he only felt that the will coming from the sword was strong and surging.

Fear welled up in my heart, which had been silent from years of meditation, and the finger was cut off in an instant.

But he has also practiced for many years, and he is not chaotic in the face of danger, and in an instant, a void chaotic blade swept towards Kui Lin.

This is space magic, much more powerful than the new director of the Jingye Bureau in Shanghai that Kui Lin had seen before.

The sword that Kui Lin cut off took advantage of the situation and provoked it again, and at the same time stepped forward again, the small sword was actually the sword that surged to scatter, and the trend was a sword swing.

The person in front of the sword kept retreating, like a fish drilling into deep water, but Kui Lin held the sword in his hand, and the primordial spirit brilliance of his body shone with the sword light, tightly entwined.

This is the opportunity.

In fact, Kui Lin's combat experience is not very rich, but his sense of battle is excellent, and between life and death, he knows that he must take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Therefore, he seized this opportunity tightly and pestered Catro and rushed into the void.

Feng Ping Zhenren at the head of the city below has already taken back the mountain and river beads, his mountain and river beads are to protect Kui Lin, but he can't protect them, Catelo's space spell, his mountains and rivers are powerless, and between Kui Lin's advance and retreat, the sword in his hand is slashed, and the mountains and rivers beads will become a restriction and confrontation, so he quickly took it back.

So, they clearly saw that Kui Lin cut off one of the mage's fingers with a sword, and then another sword picked up the spatial chaos blade spell, and then pursued into the spatial void in one step, swinging the sword and slashing, and the figure was submerged in nothingness.

These are a total of three swords, three steps forward, all of which are very simple, unpretentious, and the most basic swordsmanship.

However, it was these three swords, but they were full of endless killing intent, and the condensed sword intent was felt even by them from so far away.

At the same time, Kui Lin's flesh and blood in both hands were scattered, pinching his sword and attacking, moving forward step by step, this kind of bloody and brave spirit was also rushing to his face.

Seriously, swordsmen too.

The two saw Kui Lin rush into the void, and after a while, in the distant sky, the figures of the two reappeared, the sword light was brilliant, and another finger fell from the sky.

Once again, the two submerged into the void, and between the reappearances, almost between the stars.

The sword light swung like a meteor across the sky, but the mage's body light was slashed by the sword light after it was brilliant.

Starlight shakes.

A skull fell from the sky.

A sword light fell on the city.

Kui Lin stood there, his big sleeves missing, a pair of arms, white bones, and between the finger bones of his right hand, he held a small sword with gold and silver patterns.

He looked at the two of them, silent.

"Senior Brother Kui, you are really brave. Ruoyin sighed.

Kui Lin smiled, but suddenly coughed, and said: "Dissociation technique, it's really terrible, I have no way to retreat, retreat, this body of flesh and blood is scattered, retreat, my primordial god will also be scattered in this world, I haven't lived enough, I don't want to die." ”

The two of them were silent, because they wanted to help just now, but the battle between Kui Lin and the mage traveled through the void, but they couldn't help, so the two didn't know what to say for a while.

"The task of summoning the deed has been completed, uncle, brother, goodbye. ”

After Kui Lin finished speaking, the sword in his hand was thrown, turning into a ray of brilliance and drilling into the sword box behind him, and then the stars in the sky shone brightly, forming a portal behind him.

When Kui Lin stepped into the portal, the flesh and blood of his hands grew rapidly.

At the same time, he felt his consciousness split.

As he stepped out of the portal, he found himself in a room, the array familiar and unfamiliar.

This is not anywhere else, it is the inn in Kunlun City.

Come to the inn window, the dark street, the lonely lights.

Why is such an abandoned city still here?

He came back here, not because he wanted to go back here, of course, but because the powerful man who had signed a summoning contract with him wanted him to return to the city.

......

The other consciousness, with a mysterious and mysterious feeling, fell back to the earth's physical body.

The moment he opened his eyes, he immediately understood what was happening in his body.

Although his main consciousness has been called away, his subconscious mind is still there, and he can still record what happened to him.

"It's been more than a year. ”

Kui Lin sat up, lifted the quilt, and found that he was not dressed, but he didn't care, barefoot, came to the window, and stood there with his long hair, which had been more than a year long, looking at the familiar light of the street lamps outside.

And in the alley, the lights of every house and the sound of the TV, and the sound of laughing and crying with children, hearing all this, he felt like he was back.

Thousands of lights are shining, and the world is laughing.

For some reason, I felt a special feeling in my heart, feeling like I was being a reincarnated person.

When his consciousness is out of his body, he walks through the vast and dark void, making him feel that the world is silent and wide, but it is boring, if a person is immortal, but only wanders in such a place, it must be no different from death.

At this moment, a series of hurried footsteps came, and then the door was pushed open, and a woman stood in the doorway, looking at Kui Lin who was standing naked by the window.

Kui Lin turned around and smiled.

"You, are you awake?" Although Dai Yuerong tried to stay calm, there was a surprise in her eyes.

"It should be. Kui Lin's voice was a little dry, but there was a tired and lazy feeling.

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