Gangfeng's speed is constantly increasing, and Yu Yu's speed of the sword is also getting faster, but she is not a god after all, and there will still be times when she is exhausted.

Although she has always controlled the amount of spiritual energy she uses, she still uses it to face the problem of insufficient spiritual power in her body. People have limits, and no matter how much she struggles, she still can't support it after twenty days.

Yu Su felt that her arm was as heavy as a thousand catties of black iron, and every time she raised her arm, she needed to mobilize the strength of her whole body.

She knew very well that she didn't have much aura to use. When the aura is depleted, these winds will cut through her skin like thousands of blades, pierce her body, and eventually she will die from blood loss.

The last bit of spiritual power in her right arm was also depleted, and she was about to die......

Is this how she ends?

Physical fatigue and psychological fear invaded Yu Su's body at this moment, people have limits... And what about the immortals?

Do immortals have limits? If so, then how can they live forever?

When he was dying, he was thinking about these strange questions, and Yu couldn't help laughing.

Mortals can break through their own limits to become monks, monks can break through their own limits and ascend to become gods, but what about immortals, can there be an end above immortals?

It seemed destined in the dark, a flash of inspiration flashed in Yu Su's mind, and she grabbed the key sentence: the limit can be broken.

She doesn't know if there is a limit to immortals now, but mortals have limits, and monks have limits, but they can all be broken through. Practicing Qi to build the foundation, building the foundation to the Jindan, Jindan to the Yuanying, Yuanying to the gods, every change in the cultivation realm is also a breakthrough in the limit.

She used to be a mortal, now she is a monk, and she can also be an immortal in the future, these are all hers, but she is at a different time. Now is her limit in the early stage of foundation building, but not her limit in the middle stage of foundation building, and it is unlikely to be her limit in the future.

The limit is only relative, as long as she can keep breaking through, then the height of the limit can be constantly refreshed.

Yu Yu's expression gradually calmed down, her eyes were firm, she clenched the Youfu sword in her hand and used the sword move again.

She doesn't have a little aura on her body anymore, but she still has the strength, and she can still dance with a sword!

Of course, it was very difficult to deal with it with her strength alone, and several wind blades sprang out from tricky angles, cutting several bloody cuts on Yu Su's body, but she didn't even move her eyebrows, just waved the sword in her hand intently.

She began to swing her sword faster and faster, making it difficult to see the appearance of the Fu sword, and the ghost of the sword began to appear in the air.

Not enough... She needs to be faster!

The long sword pierced the air with a sharp clang, and gradually the afterimage of the Fu Sword disappeared into the air, and if anyone carefully observed it from beginning to end, they would know that it was her swinging sword so fast that no one could see the movement of the Fu Sword, which was equivalent to stealing the weapon on a certain level.

That's how fast!

At first, Yu Su would be injured by the tricky angle of the wind blade, but I don't know when she didn't have any wounds on her body, and the surrounding aura began to vibrate, and then surged towards Yu Su and Youfu Jian's bodies like a tide.

Yu Yu felt that there seemed to be a barrier in his body slowly cracking, and a strong force burst out from the dantian to swallow the spiritual energy outside the body, and the dried dantian gradually grew spiritual fluid, and then slowly filled, and then fed back to the meridians of the whole body.

Her exhaustion was swept away, her body regained strength, and the speed of her hands became faster and faster.

After a layer of black stains appeared on the surface of his skin, Yu Su knew that he had succeeded in his promotion.

The middle stage of foundation building has been completed!

After wandering in the foundation building period for a few years, she finally advanced to the rank, Yu Su couldn't help but grin, now that the aura is full again, and her strength has improved greatly, she finally doesn't have to be threatened by this wind for the time being.

It's just that this sword can't be stopped, and it's really a little tiring.

However, when she was promoted just now, she seemed to have comprehended the third form of the Wind Riding Sword Technique-Tattooed Wind Immobility.

The first type of spring breeze is to overcome rigidity with softness.

The second type of storm is about adapting measures to local conditions.

And this third type of tattoo style does not move, but it is about being one step ahead.

This is not only the speed of commanding the sword, but also the prediction of the opponent's sword moves.

As long as you swing your sword fast enough, others will not be able to see your weapon clearly, as long as your prediction is one step faster, you can deal with it effortlessly, and in the eyes of others, you will be as immobile as a mountain!

This is the scam of speed and experience, although it is called Tattoo Wind Move, but it is actually the sword move that moves the most and fastest.

As soon as the mind moves, the sword move is imminent.

At this time, if anyone else is present, they will find that Yu Yu is walking in the wind like a leisurely walk, and all the wind blades seem to be bounced away by an invisible force, unable to hurt her in the slightest.

But in fact, the long sword in her hand did not stop for a moment, it was dancing all the time, and this was the wind that did not move.

Not only has the forging body succeeded, but also comprehended the third form of the wind sword technique, Yu Yu felt that her trip to Mingshu Garden was really rich, no wonder everyone in Yingzhou flocked to this place, it was really a good place, but seeing that the one-year period was approaching, why couldn't she get out of this Gangfeng land?

She's still here when she doesn't go out, right?

And the author of all this is now lying on the soft floor of the ashram and sleeping soundly.

"Peach Blossom Wine... Roasted cranes... Honey fruit drink...", the young man muttered in his sleep.