This game is really not until the end, I don't know who will kill the deer.

Wuyun Mountain thought that he could win the game in one fell swoop by selling a flaw, but who knew that Hou Junji's skills were superior, and the speed of his sword was already incredible.

First he cut off his own headband, and then a sword stabbed him in the waist.

But in the blink of an eye, Hou Junji took out two swords in a row.

We can see who is stronger and who is weak.

"I lost. ”

Wuyun Mountain bowed his head and admitted defeat.

He thought he was a step ahead, but he didn't expect Hou Junji's understanding of his own swordsmanship to be more pure.

"It is worthy of being a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, and he is convinced by the heart of the next loss. ”

Wuyunshan walked to the stage and looked down to check the injury on his waist.

If this sword Hou Junji used half more strength, he was afraid that he would already be seriously injured.

At the last moment, he can still handle the proportions so appropriately, and Wuyun Mountain loses without a little temper.

In this competition, the audience was addicted.

It's much more interesting than the almost crushing fights in the past.

Although it is said that insiders watch the doorway, outsiders watch the excitement, and they directly kill their opponents at every turn, and there is nothing lively to watch.

On the contrary, this kind of competition is more eye-catching.

After getting off the stage, Hou Junji's hands were still bleeding.

Yang Xiaofeng took out his hand, helped seal the wound, and took out a pill of the best pill for treating the wound for him to take, seeing that his expression was blank, he didn't seem to have any mood swings because of the injury.

When dealing with the wound, Yang Xiaofeng could see clearly, the sword of Wuyun Mountain was extremely fast and accurate, and it stabbed at the key point on Hou Junji's arm, and the blade exerted force, and a circle of meridians nearby was shattered.

This is a very heavy blow for the sword user, and even if it is cured in the future, I am afraid that it will leave sequelae, such as hand damage and occasional involuntary trembling.

Unexpectedly, Hou Junji would be desperate to come to this point, gambling on his martial arts career to win this game.

What a ruthless sword!

"Senior brother, you must be too desperate. ”

"You all won, and I can't lose either. ”

Hou Junji showed his attitude, even if he gambled on his future, he did not hesitate.

Yang Xiaofeng thought that he was crazy enough, and he couldn't imagine that the junior brother in front of him was even crazier than him.

"It's just a matter of shattering a few meridians, my generation of monks, it's not a problem to bring the dead back to life, so what's so difficult to repair the meridians again. ”

Dan Chenzi walked up to Hou Junji, and his right hand was on a few acupuncture points on Hou Junji's arm, and cyan spiritual power poured into Hou Junji.

In just the blink of an eye, Dan Chenzi withdrew his hand, and Hou Junji found that his hand could move freely again.

"Thank you, uncle!"

"And rightfully so. ”

Dan Chenzi waved his hand.

"Since I brought you to the sect conference this time, I naturally want you little guys to go back intact. ”

The day's competition has ended, Su Xiaoling unexpectedly had a bye, and without doing anything, he directly advanced.

Sure enough, it's a girl who loves to laugh, and her luck won't be too bad.

At the end of the first day of the competition, all the sects also returned to their own residences.

Yang Xiaofeng followed everyone back to their residence.

His residence, Jinghua and the others, had already been reserved for him, and the things inside had not been touched at all.

When they returned, they went back to their rooms.

Only Sun Jun, he was lying on the bed, thinking that Yang Xiaofeng had defeated Xiang Shaozhou with a sword today, and he was even more tossing and turning.

That scene kept playing back in Sun Jun's mind, like hundreds of ants crawling all over his heart, scratching his heart with a hundred claws.

Sun Jun Huo Ran got up, picked up his sword and walked out of the door.

came to Yang Xiaofeng's room.

"Senior brother, I want to fight with you. ”

This call immediately alarmed many people, and they came out to see what was going on.

"Senior Brother Sun, what are you doing here?"

Su Xiaoling was very puzzled.

You must know that Yang Xiaofeng has just come back, and you don't welcome them if they just come back, why do you have to compete with others.

Moreover, now that he is participating in the sect conference, Sun Jun actually asked to fight with Yang Xiaofeng.

Is this going to be infighting?

If that's the case, I really don't know what to prioritize.

"Why don't you two compare each other? ”

At this time, Dan Chenzi came out.

Dan Chenzi had already understood Sun Jun's purpose.

"Uncle Shi, why are you messing around with them. ”

Su Xiaoling was a little helpless at this time.

It's just a small nerve, but my uncle also follows the nerves.

"Okay, I'll fight you, I know what you want to verify. ”

Yang Xiaofeng had already guessed Sun Jun's intentions at this time.

"Thank you, brother. ”

"If you don't agree, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well today. ”

Both of them smiled.

The two of them came to the courtyard, while the others stood on the edge and watched.

"Please!"

"Please!"

After the basic etiquette, both sides unsheath their long swords.

Seeing that Yang Xiaofeng was standing still, without the intention of making the first move, Sun Junyi gritted his teeth, danced with his long sword, and rushed to attack.

Yang Xiaofeng suddenly raised his sword and pointed at it.

An amazing thing happened, Sun Jun saw that the tip of his sword was pointing, and what he pointed at was the biggest flaw in his swordsmanship, if he didn't react immediately, his sword would not be attacked yet, and he would be injured by Yang Xiaofeng.

As a last resort, Sun Jun had no choice but to reverse his body and take two steps back.

Yang Xiaofeng was unforgiving, and the tip of the sword was a finger, and Sun Jun retreated again, moving and dodging, so that he was not embarrassed.

One more finger!

Bang!

Sun Jun only felt that the spiritual power of his whole body was out of control, and he broke through a bluestone brick with one foot, his arms hung down, and his face was like dead ashes. Yang Xiaofeng's feet didn't even move, and he was defeated.

The onlookers repeated the expression of the scene when watching the game during the day: stunned, how wonderful it is.

Sun Jun wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry at all, and looked at Yang Xiaofeng blankly, his mind blank.

The last time I fought with Yang Xiaofeng, the former still needed to go through a hundred moves to defeat it.

I can't think of this time......

Although the two did not give their best, the gap was obvious.

"Senior brother, I lost. In my life, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with you again!"

When he squeezed out this sentence, Sun Jun felt that his whole body was empty, he had no strength at all, and he just wanted to die in the next moment.

Yang Xiaofeng put away his sword, looked at him calmly, and said slowly: "Why do you have to chase others? What you need to surpass the most is actually yourself!"

"Why do you have to chase after others? What you need to surpass most is actually yourself!"

Yang Xiaofeng's faint words sounded in the courtyard, as if they sounded in everyone's heart.

Sun Jun Huo Ran raised his head and had mixed feelings: Yes, people know themselves, why do they have to catch up with the footsteps of others? You must know that the world is big and there are many talents......

As soon as there is a comparison, there will be a gap, and if there is a gap, there will be an imbalance in the psyche. If you are too obsessed with comparison, you don't have to live.

"Sure enough, it's sword intent!"

Dan Chenzi is worthy of being a strong man at the level of Yuan Ying. At this time, he had already seen the way out of Yang Xiaofeng's sword.

"Sword intent?"

This time it was Yang Xiaofeng's turn to be puzzled.

What the?

Could it be that Yang Xiaofeng didn't know that his sword contained sword intent?

"To be precise, you are the prototype of sword intent. ”

Dan Chenzi said.

"The swordsmanship you unleashed just now is extremely clever and ingenious, and you defeated Sun Jun without a fight. This is clearly the power of the prototype of the sword intent, good boy, I really don't know how you mastered it. ”

Of course, the rudimentary form of sword intent is not the same as sword intent. If you comprehend the true sword intent, you don't need to take out the sword. There is no sword in the middle, there is a sword in the heart. Wherever a man stands, there is a sword. When facing the enemy, you can defeat the enemy without using the tip of the sword, just looking at it with your eyes.

That kind of realm. The ghosts and gods are unpredictable, even if Ling Songzi and the others are concerned, it took nearly fifty years to have their own sword intent.

But how long has Yang Xiaofeng only learned the sword?

It's only been more than ten years.

It's really more human than human, and it's infuriating.

What's more critical is that it seems that the prototype of the sword intent mastered by Yang Xiaofeng is quite strange. If not, it should be used for the first time. When defeating Xiang Shaozhou, Dan Chenzi should recognize it.

However, everyone has their own secrets, and even as an elder, it is not suitable to ask about the secrets of a disciple.

One way or another. Yang Xiaofeng's strength has improved by leaps and bounds, which is a great joy for the Spirit Sword Sect, it can be said that now in Yang Xiaofeng's state, as long as it is not against Qin Chuan and Xiang Shaoyu. I'm afraid it's a sure victory.

Even against the two of them, they may not lose.

is also a Jindan cultivator, and it is unknown who killed the deer.

"Alright, let's all disperse. ”

......

In the room, Yang Xiaofeng sat quietly and pondered.

It turns out that this is the so-called prototype of sword intent!

This is the result of his cultivation of the Thirteen Styles of Running Wolves.

After cultivating the Thirteen Styles of Running Wolf, Yang Xiaofeng felt that his comprehension of the way of the sword had a qualitative leap, as if he had stepped into another realm, and had come into contact with many unimaginable things.

His cultivation talent is already unique in ten thousand, plus there is Ling'er, an insightful mentor.

With a little mention, everything suddenly becomes clear.

comprehended the prototype of sword intent, and it just came naturally.

After mastering this skill, Yang Xiaofeng's confidence increased greatly, and if he faced Qin Chuan in the future, he would also have three more points of certainty.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to master the rudiments of sword intent so quickly, originally I thought you would take three days at the earliest. ”

In his head, Ling'er's voice sounded.

"That's not your guidance, if it weren't for your guidance, I still wouldn't be able to figure out the prototype of this sword intent. ”

"That's nature!"

Being praised by Yang Xiaofeng like this, Ling'er couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Since Yang Xiaofeng practiced the thirteen styles of running wolves, Ling'er saw it in her eyes, and she found that every move and style of the thirteen styles of running wolves was natural, and these moves and moves could be freely disassembled and combined, and then a new move could be formed, but it would not deviate from the original moves.

It can be said that the simple thirteen styles include countless variations.

Time passes, day and night. Whether it's lively, lonely, diligent, lazy, it's all a day.

The day passed quickly.

At this time, the sun had just risen, and many sects were already waiting on yesterday's lawn.

Along with this, there are also a lot of outsiders.

Not for anything else, just to take a look at the mythical Yang Xiaofeng.