"Changfeng, what do you think of this giant spirit heavy sword?" Han Guangtian seemed to be very confident in this sword.

"Brother Han, this is indeed a good sword!" Mo Changfeng felt that this sword was not ordinary, it was a good sword.

"If you like it, it's fine!"

Han Guangtian patted Mo Changfeng on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "This sword is a treasure of my sword intent sect, I discussed with Zheng Lao for a long time yesterday, and Zheng Lao agreed to send this giant spirit sword to Changfeng..."

"Give it to me?!"

Mo Changfeng couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised when he heard that Brother Han was going to give this sword to himself!

"Not bad!"

Han Guangtian gently stroked the dark sword body of the giant spirit heavy sword, and slowly explained: "This giant spirit heavy sword was accidentally obtained by the eldest brother in a dense forest when his swordsmanship was not completed in the early years, and I don't know what material it is made of, but it weighs two hundred catties;

Explaining, Han Guangtian paused and looked at Mo Changfeng: "That day, the Changfeng Sword picked the Blood Wolf Gang, and the internal strength shown yesterday, according to the vision of the eldest brother, Changfeng and this giant spirit heavy sword are very suitable..."

After speaking, Han Guangtian took out the giant spirit heavy sword and handed it to Mo Changfeng.

"Djinn Sword!"

Looking at the huge black sword in front of him, Mo Changfeng touched it lightly, it was cold and piercing, and his heart trembled, it can be seen that this sword is extraordinary.

Mo Changfeng's face was even more happy, he held the hilt of the giant spirit sword with one hand, and in an instant, his hand sank violently, and the giant spirit 'clanged', and the tip of the sword fell to the ground and sank into the ground.

"It's so heavy!"

Mo Changfeng used his internal force and concentrated his strength on his arm, which lifted the giant spirit.

"What a heavy sword!"

Holding the sword in his right hand, his wrist is still slightly strained, and his left hand caress the sword body, and the biting coldness penetrates the bottom of his heart;

Although this sword is wide and thick, the weight of two hundred catties makes Mo Changfeng wonder: such a material, extremely heavy and tenacious, is by no means an ordinary idle metal, is it not a cosmic meteorite?

Next to him, Han Guangtian's face showed a slight redness, and he said with some embarrassment: "Although the material of this giant spirit heavy sword is special and surprisingly powerful, it also has a fatal drawback, and it consumes extremely internal strength to use;

"Brother Han, I'll try this sword!"

Mo Changfeng listened to Han Guangtian's explanation, and was also curious about how many times he could swing it, so he picked up the giant spirit and waved it.

It may be that the sword body is too large, and every swing brings out the sound of 'whirring', which echoes in the martial arts training field.

After half a cup of tea,

Mo Changfeng retracted the sword style and walked to Han Guangtian's side panting: "Brother Han, after practicing a set of swordsmanship with this sword, I feel so tired!"

"Haha, according to the eldest brother, the Djinn Heavy Sword is not suitable for Changfeng's swordsmanship, it is only suitable for some simple moves. ”

Han Guangtian smiled, stared at Mo Changfeng's eyes, and asked, "Does Changfeng know why the eldest brother took the name Sword Intent Sect?"

Mo Changfeng shook his head to show puzzlement.

Han Guangtian smiled again, and a proud look appeared on his face: "Sword Intent Sect, as the name suggests, the disciple of the eldest brother's door is not a simple swordsmanship, but a combination of internal strength and swordsmanship, commonly known as sword body double cultivation!"

"Sword Body Double Cultivation!"

Han Guangtian said, and swung a sword very casually.

Brush ~ Brush ~~

There was a shattering sound, and Han Guangtian swung his sword two feet away, and the branches there actually trembled in unison.

"Sword Qi!"

Mo Changfeng was shocked, Han Guangtian's casual blow actually carried a sword aura, and Mo Changfeng's judgment of Han Guangtian's strength was raised to a new level.

In Mo Changfeng's exclamation, Han Guangtian smiled dryly, and said reluctantly: "Let's call it sword qi, but the sword qi that the eldest brother exuded just now is far from the sword qi used by Changfeng..."

Han Guangtian looked at the giant spirit heavy sword in Mo Changfeng's hand, and said thoughtfully: "If Changfeng's internal strength can go further, then with this giant spirit heavy sword, if you fight in a short distance, it will not be difficult to kill people in the air." ”

"Slash people in the air!"

Mo Changfeng's mouth opened wide, and he was even more surprised, and he had reached a higher realm by slashing people in the air.

Han Guangtian glanced at Mo Changfeng meaningfully, and slowly explained:

"Sword qi, when the internal force reaches a certain level, it can merge with the sword, and then exudes a fierce aura..."

"According to legend, when the sword art reaches its peak, it can emit sword qi without deliberately using a trace of internal force, which is to reach the realm of the unity of man and sword..."

"But in today's world, the eldest brother has never seen anyone who can reach such a realm, as for the sword qi we usually see, it is basically just the internal strength and external exertion..."

Han Guangtian paused, looked at Mo Changfeng with a smile, and continued:

"Our Sword Intent Sect advocates the simultaneous cultivation of swordsmanship and internal strength, which can be said to have both advantages and disadvantages..."

"When we practice swordsmanship, we spend a lot of time increasing our internal strength, which slows down our cultivation progress, which is a major flaw in our sword intent sect;

"On the contrary, this big flaw is our strength, that is, our explosiveness is strong enough!"

Han Guangtian raised his head, straightened his chest, and said proudly: "Other big brothers don't dare to guarantee it, but, as far as our disciples of the Sword Intent Sect are concerned, it is a sparse and ordinary thing to burst out with twelve percent of their combat power in a short period of time. ”

"Burst out of twelve percent of combat power!"

Mo Changfeng was not surprised, you must know that the sword blood of martial arts battles is ruthless, and the extra two percent of combat power is often the variable that turns things around.

Speaking of this, Han Guangtian looked at Mo Changfeng, faintly with a little envy, and explained: "If you talk about explosive power, you still have to have a strong internal force as the foundation, but Changfeng has such a strong foundation, and it is even more suitable to cultivate the swordsmanship of our Sword Intent Sect now......"

Han Guangtian talked endlessly, Mo Changfeng's eyes flickered as he listened, and his emotions were excited, but he didn't seem to understand...

"Changfeng, it's useless to talk more, I'll show you a drill!"

Suddenly, Han Guangtian's expression froze, and he shouted in a deep voice: "The sword goes sideways, and it is taken from the skillful way, first of all, you have to look at the body method, but the foot strength is the most important thing." ”

"Changfeng, look at it!"

Han Guangtian lifted his breath, his toes were as light as stepping on the ground, his legs were intricately intertwined, and his walking was extremely fast.

Sou~~

The figure in front of Mo Changfeng swept sharply, and Han Guangtian had already reached a few feet away, and this extremely strange pace was the same as Steward Zheng's walk yesterday.

"What a speed!" Mo Changfeng was amazed.

Han Guangtian swept back, stepped lightly again, staggered his pace at an extremely slow speed, one step, one pause, one explanation:

"This kind of step technique is called Xingbu, the higher the internal force, the more fierce the burst, the faster the speed, Changfeng has a strong internal force as the base, and the cultivation will definitely get twice the result with half the effort..."

"The sword intent sect swordsmanship is not complicated, only concise, if Changfeng is paired with this giant spirit heavy sword, it is enough to cultivate the three styles!"

"Three moves?" Mo Changfeng was stunned.

Han Guangtian nodded and responded: "Well, it is the basic three styles of swordsmanship: slashing, splitting, and stabbing."

"Chopping and stabbing?"

Mo Changfeng sweated wildly, the foundation of swordsmanship, what else do you need to learn the moves that everyone knows?

Han Guangtian saw Mo Changfeng's disapproval, his face turned straight, and he calmed up in a serious tone: "Changfeng, don't think too simply, you are optimistic!"

"Cut!"

I saw that Han Guangtian raised the sword above his head, and the sword had been cut down before the words fell, and the speed was extremely fast, and Mo Changfeng only caught an ingenious arc.

"Hack!!"

As soon as Han Guangtian's sword momentum fell, he raised his sword and slashed again, and the sword blade was so fierce that he could even hear the sound of breaking through the sky.

"Thorn !!"

Han Guangtian put the sword into his arms, and stabbed it out suddenly, and in the direction of the sword tip, on the body of the tree a few feet away, there was an almost an inch deep hole in an instant!

The three sword moves were drunk together, and the action connection was almost perfect, Mo Changfeng couldn't find any flaws at all on the side, and he secretly sighed in his heart that Han Guangtian's swordsmanship was superb...

Next

In the martial arts training field,

Han Guangtian guided the drills, Mo Changfeng learned according to the situation, and occasionally they would try a few tricks...

Mo Changfeng's extremely high comprehension was even more vividly displayed, which made Han Guangtian amazed......

In the evening, Mo Changfeng asked about the seven severed hands performed by Steward Zheng again, and the day's study was over.

"Hey~!"

Mo Changfeng thought back to what he had learned today, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and secretly said: There is a master who teaches that it is different, and it is much stronger than groping alone;

Han Guangtian patted Mo Changfeng on the shoulder, and couldn't hide the praise in his words: "Haha, Changfeng's comprehension is so high, I'm afraid that after a year and a half, the eldest brother will not be your opponent." ”

"It's still Brother Han's teaching!" Mo Changfeng smiled and thanked modestly.

Speaking of this, Mo Changfeng thought of something, turned around and took his saber, and handed it to Han Guangtian: "Big brother gave me the giant spirit heavy sword, then it's useless to keep my original saber, so give it to big brother." ”

The sword in Mo Changfeng's mouth is the sword left by Ye Wentian, and the sword of the strongest must be the best of the best, and Mo Changfeng also values this, so he plans to give it back;

Seeing the sword handed over by Mo Changfeng, Han Guangtian's eyes flashed, and he didn't shirk, he hurriedly took it and held it in his hand.

"Good sword!"

Not to mention, Han Guangtian has been coveting Mo Changfeng's sword for a long time, but the famous sword has a master, and he is embarrassed to say it...

Now, with Han Guangtian's sword in hand, the excitement on his face was hard to hide.

"Good sword!"

"What a sword!"

"Hahahaha!!"

The more Han Guangtian looked at it, the more excited he became, and he actually laughed.

"......" Looking at Han Guangtian's somewhat crazy expression, Mo Changfeng finally thought of why there was a saying that 'a sword is hard to find'.

Unconsciously, Han Guangtian actually lifted the sword in his hand and danced 'hoo' and 'hoo' in the martial arts training ground.

Somehow, Mo Changfeng watched Han Guangtian swing the sword, and there was a faint hint of weirdness in the flow of the sword, this sword seemed to be different?

The more he looked at it, the more strange it became, and Mo Changfeng was puzzled in his heart: What is going on? Why did Brother Han use this sword, and it would feel like this?

After a while,

Han Guangtian stopped, walked to Mo Changfeng's side, stroked the sword in his hand, and was extremely excited: "Haha! It's really a divine weapon!

Suddenly, Han Guangtian seemed to have discovered something, and his brows furrowed.

Just for a few moments, Han Guangtian looked at Mo Changfeng suspiciously, and said, "Changfeng, the sharpness and material of your sword are one in ten thousand, but the eldest brother always feels weird, there seems to be another mystery in this sword!"

"Another mystery?"

Hearing this, Mo Changfeng was puzzled: This sword has been in my hand for half a year, why haven't I found any mystery?

"Changfeng, where did you get this sword from?" Han Guangtian really couldn't think of a conclusion, so he asked about the origin of the sword.

"It's-"

"Is there something hidden? Seeing Mo Changfeng snorting, Han Guangtian smiled heartily and waved his hand indifferently.

“......”

After being silent for a while, Mo Changfeng decided not to hide it from Han Guangtian anymore.

I saw that Mo Changfeng looked around cautiously, leaned over to Han Guangtian's ear, and said in a very low voice: "Brother Han, do you know Ye Wentian?"

"A sword in the northern frontier!

Hearing Mo Changfeng actually mention Ye Wentian, Han Guangtian blurted out a little out of shape.

Soon, Han Guangtian realized his gaffe, and hurriedly whispered: "Changfeng, what are you doing with this person?"