"Hey, that trick just now seems to be my 'fishing for the moon in the river' of the Sword Valley of Mishan!"

"No, no, that's clearly my Mingluan Sword Sect's 'Hundred Birds and Phoenix'!"

"You're all wrong, that's the sword technique created by the old man......"

Gradually, more people began to argue that Lu Siren was using the moves of their sect, and in the end, they disagreed.

The only thing that is certain is that everyone saw the shadow of the swordsmanship they had learned in Lu Siren's sword moves.

The long sword in Lu Siren's hand became a shadow, and he slowly began to lose sight of the trajectory.

Therefore, the onlookers began to try to see the sword moves clearly, trying to see clearly that it was clearly the follow-up to the swordsmanship they had practiced, and trying to corroborate each other with the swordsmanship they had mastered...... So they begin to immerse themselves in the new life.

Then, they discovered an unbelievable fact, that is, compared to Lu Siren, maybe the swordsmanship they practiced was not perfect, in other words, what Lu Siren performed was the real swordsmanship.

Later, I even had a kind of denial and doubt about myself: Is the swordsmanship I practiced useful, and was the kendo I adhered to wrong from the beginning?

In this atmosphere, time passes slowly. In a trance, I don't know how many swords Lu Siren swung out, maybe dozens of moves, maybe hundreds of moves, no one can check clearly.

Suddenly, at a certain node, Lu Siren suddenly stopped.

When the sword is raised, it rotates from static, and when it closes the sword, it is extremely quiet, which is clearly a very impactful picture, but it is extremely harmonious at this moment.

Lu Siren's long sword was slowly put into the sheath, and if anyone in the audience came to his senses at this time, he would be shocked to find that Lu Siren was already standing in front of Bu Mingming, but it was only one step away.

At this time, Bu was famous, and he was also immersed in the sword momentum created by Lu Siren, and he didn't realize it.

"The sword move can be changed, the sword intent can be condensed, the sword momentum can be achieved, but the sword heart cannot be said lightly. ”

Therefore, the sword does not hurt the hair and skin, does not damage the meridians, does not destroy the mind, but only asks whether the sword heart is firm. ”

"Sword name - conscience!"

It seemed that the sound of Huang Zhong Da Lu reached his heart, and Lu Siren's sword was finally completely unsheathed.

"Zheng-" There was a bang.

The onlookers from all the major sects all came back to their senses, but Bu Mingming was deeply caught in the whirlpool of conscience.

The people of the various sects were only slightly infected by the sword momentum of the Sword of Conscience, and they fell into the question of their own sword heart and couldn't extricate themselves, if it weren't for Lu Siren not targeting them, I'm afraid that the sword heart would have been unstable and went crazy.

It is conceivable that as the main and only target of the Sword of Conscience, Bu Mingming has been greatly affected.

If the previous test of the people of the various sects is compared to looking directly at a light, then Bu Mingming is already in the sea of fire at this moment.

Fu Hao sighed secretly, he had always planned to let Bu Mingming feel Lu Siren's swordsmanship, which could be said to be an opportunity. Even if he can't resist it, he can save it if he is seriously injured or even in danger of his life.

But I didn't expect that Lu Siren's last move turned out to be a sword of conscience.

The exploration of the first sword, to the trial intention of the second sword, and the last sword to ask the heart. Lu Siren's three moves can be said to be merciless, and the moves are all to test Bu Mingming's ability as a swordsman.

If the skill is not up to the end, it can still be obtained through hard cultivation, and the sword intent can be obtained through cultivation before it is gathered, but the sword heart is the simplest and most difficult point.

But what is certain is that if you want to go further in the way of the sword, it is impossible without an incomparably firm sword heart.

So this time, he can only rely on Bu to make himself famous, and Fu Hao can't do anything......

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Heat, pain, and despair.

This is the truest feeling in Bu Mingming's heart now.

His mind appeared in a sea of fire, and each sea of fire contained thousands of sword intents, tearing him to pieces.

But in the blink of an eye, he condensed again, and continued to be scorched and shattered by the boundless sea of fire.

Yi Bu is famous for his strong heart, even if he endures this boundless pain, he can't make him despair, what makes him desperate is that among these thousands of sword intents, he has not found his own sword intent.

Yes, he can see Wang Quanan's ten-square sword, he can see Yu Banxian's golden light sword, he can see Lin Zifeng's wind-riding sword, and he can see Lu Siren's gentleman's sword...... All the sword intents he had ever seen were all in them without exception, and the other sword intents that were also extraordinary had more than ten million of them, and it was estimated that they could contain all the sword intents in the world.

However, he did not find the Shaolang Sword.

Regardless of the pain of being torn over and over again, Bu is famous for his crazy search, and he has been searching for it for a long time, but he has not found it.

What made him collapse even more was still to come.

Bu Mingming found that he could also use sword intent in this sea of sword intent fire, and he tried to protect himself with sword intent.

He unleashed the sword intent of the Shaolang Sword, the sword intent of the sword of life was endless, and it was the most suitable for defense, and as a result, the sea of sword intent and fire continued to tear him to pieces as if nothing had been touched.

Bu was a little unwilling, he successively used the sword intent of treachery, the sword intent of breaking, and fused the three sword intents into one furnace to use the realm of sword intent again...... And yet the result is still the same.

Bu Mingming was a little surprised, and he turned to use the most ordinary horizontal sword style - the sword intent and the sea of fire were blocked.

He was silent for a long time, and then continued to use Shaolang Sword Intent, and then continued to be torn to pieces by the sea of sword intent fire.

Broken and reorganized, reorganized and broken, Bu Mingming didn't know how many times he had "died" here, he just numbly continued to use Shaolang Sword Intent, and then was torn apart without accident.

The physical pain was no longer felt, and the numbness and despair in his heart made his eyes dim.

"Could it be that my kendo is wrong!"

A thought appeared in his mind, and as this thought appeared to him, thousands of fires laughed together, which was disdain and indifference for him.

Bu Mingming collapsed, and his body turned to pieces again, and this time, he didn't want to wake up again......

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On the martial arts arena, Bu Mingming's figure stood in place, his eyes glazed, and the long sword in his hand was sliding inch by inch.

Lu Siren sighed, wondering if he had done something wrong......

Suddenly, he made a soft sigh and made a discovery.

The long sword in Bu Mingming's hand almost slipped completely, but at the last point of the hilt, Bu Mingming's hand still tried to clench it. Although the sword body was shaky, it did not fall to the ground.

"Isn't it ......"

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In a trance, I don't know how long it has been.

It seems that a point of light has appeared in the sea of sword intent fire that will never be extinguished, to be precise, this point of light has always been in the sea of fire.

This is the last trace of obsession in Bu Mingming's heart, and it is a heart seed that his sword intent realm has turned into.

The heart is immortal, but it is as if it has a spiritual wisdom.

"Hey, when do you want to sleep, it's dark outside if you don't get up again!"

"Wake up yet?"

"Hmm...... What kind of place is this?" Bu Mingming seemed to open his eyes, but in fact he had been reduced to thousands of pieces.

"You don't remember, think about it!"

"Sword Intent Sea of Fire, ah-my head hurts!"

"Who are you?"

"Cut-" the voice seemed disdainful, "even Uncle Ben doesn't remember, it seems that you have been hit hard!"

"Listen, Uncle Ben will call Heaven and Earth Wuji Creation Qiankun only I respect the domineering Wushuang Fist, which is referred to as beating him!"

(End of chapter)