The disconnection of the clue made Hong Dingwu fall asleep, so he went to the courtyard and danced his sword.

The sword moves he made were not limited to the Canglan swordsmanship, but also the various sword moves secrets he learned in the palace.

His body is sometimes elegant and agile, sometimes open and close.

Sometimes the momentum is strong, and the wind blows the fallen leaves in the courtyard in all directions, and sometimes it is quiet, and even the sleeves of the clothes do not make a sound during the dance.

With the conversion of sword moves back and forth, the connection between various sword moves with different momentum became more and more smooth, and Hong Dingwu's heart became more and more comfortable, and the heroic feelings of fighting the sword to go to the end of the world instantly surged into his heart and swayed out through the sword in his hand.

The agility and elegance of the Canglan swordsmanship

The solitude and arrogance of the cold sword technique

The ferocity and fierceness of the Flying Eagle Nine style

The bloodthirsty ruthlessness of the Earthshatter Sword Technique

The domineering grandeur of the sword trick

......

The different temperaments of different moves are vividly displayed on Hong Dingwu's body, as if Hong Dingwu gave them life, and as if Hong Dingwu incarnated them.

Hong Dingwu became more and more energetic the more he practiced, and his mood gradually became more and more pure, and the things outside could no longer interfere with him, only the Shadowless Sword in his hand was left in his eyes, and all his emotions were put into the Shadowless Sword.

With the passage of time, the smoothness of the connection between the sword moves has become higher and higher, and all the sword moves have a tendency to merge together.

At this moment, Hong Dingwu is no longer limited to the framework of sword moves, the swordsmanship in his hand is sometimes smart and elegant, but sometimes it becomes wide open and closed, and the original temperament of sword moves can no longer affect Hong Dingwu.

The barrier of the first-class realm appeared in Hong Dingwu's perception again, giving Hong Dingwu a feeling of inviolability, but at this moment, the first-class master realm is no longer so important to Hong Dingwu, he has been addicted to his own world and has nothing to extricate himself from.

In his world, he sometimes becomes an eagle soaring in the sky, overlooking the earth, like a sacred bird Kunpeng, soaring up to 90,000 miles and cutting through the sky, like an old pine rooted in a cliff, still standing still in the storm, and like a fish in the water, leisurely......

At this moment, if someone is watching, they will not be able to see what sect Hong Dingwu's sword move comes from, and the shadowless sword at this moment is casual and expresses all the feelings in Hong Dingwu's heart.

In the end, Hong Dingwu could no longer suppress the heroic and magnificent feelings in his heart, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a long roar, and then a sword slashed out, and a sword swung out from the shadowless sword, thinking about the front and slashing out, blasting the blocking wall to pieces.

The next moment, the surrounding vitality converged towards Hong Dingwu and poured into Hong Dingwu's body, and at this moment, Hong Dingwu actually entered the realm of first-class masters with this sharp sword.

Feeling the surging internal force in his body, Hong Dingwu couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and couldn't help laughing.

"Laugh at your sister, do you want to kill Miss Ben. At this time, a voice came, Hong Dingwu raised his eyes, and saw Leng Xuemei standing in the ruins, her eyes glaring at him with anger.

It turned out that when Hong Dingwu practiced swords, Leng Xuemei also didn't sleep all night, practicing martial arts in her own elegant courtyard, the magic of the sword snatching style and the refinement of the power of the cold sword technique made her so excited that she couldn't sleep, and she also realized that Hong Dingwu was an arsenal, which was definitely a fatal temptation for her martial arts idiot, so what she wanted to do was to move the things in this arsenal as much as possible for her own use.

So, she came to Hong Dingwu's courtyard again, but when she jumped on the wall, she saw Hong Dingwu's ever-changing sword moves, and she could gain a lot from it, and she couldn't help but look stupid, and forgot the passage of time, so that when Hong Dingwu's last sword stood out, she couldn't react, and the sword slashed from under her like this, blasting the wall under her feet, almost hurting her, and she was also scared out of a cold sweat by the sharp sword.

Hong Dingwu looked at the sun rising in the east, and realized that he had practiced for a night, and there was a person standing next to him who he couldn't even perceive, he didn't expect that he was so obsessed with practicing martial arts, fortunately, this is Leng Fu, and standing next to him is Leng Xuemei, who has been threatening to kill himself, but in fact has no intention of killing himself.

Thinking of this, Hong Dingwu's back couldn't help but break out in some cold sweat, and he secretly advised himself in his heart to observe the surrounding environment in advance to ensure that there was no danger to his life when he practiced martial arts in the future.

"Yo, why did the eldest lady come to me so early in the morning?" Hong Dingwu saw that he almost injured Leng Xuemei, and he felt a little sad in his heart, so he immediately put on a smiling face and came to Leng Xuemei's side.

Leng Xuemei glared at him and said, "You can actually swing your sword and enter the realm of first-class masters?"

"Yes, yes, I just entered the realm of first-class masters, but Miss Leng doesn't have to be envious, I guess with your heavenly attitude, you can enter the realm of first-class masters in ten or eight years. Hong Dingwu said with a smile, his eyes did not shy away from looking at Leng Xuemei's bumpy figure.

Leng Xuemei rolled her eyes and said, "Virtue, you scared Miss Ben just now, you have to compensate me." ”

"How'......s that to make up for it? Female hooligan, I'm a big girl with yellow flowers, and I swear to die. Hong Dingwu crossed his hands in front of his chest, his face full of exaggerated horror.

"You give me death. Leng Xuemei kicked Hong Dingwu and continued, "You have to call me a sword move, the kind that needs to be very powerful, and because of my arrival just now, you can break through to the realm of first-class masters, you have to come a few more sets of sword moves to express it." ”

It seems that for the sake of swordsmanship, this female martial idiot has lost her face thousands of miles away, and she can say anything.

"Can you be a little more shameless?"

"Then you will teach ten more sets of swordsmanship?" Leng Xuemei asked weakly.

"Go aside, the swordsmanship lies in the essence and not in the many, you look at the Canglan Sword Immortal, he has created a set of Canglan swordsmanship in his life, and has been studying the Canglan swordsmanship, and finally stepped on the pinnacle of martial arts with the Canglan swordsmanship, and achieved the pinnacle of the position, your family's cold sword technique is already a rare first-class swordsmanship in the rivers and lakes, as long as you can practice it and refine it, and finally get out of it your own way, with your talent, you will definitely be able to become a rare master in the rivers and lakes in the future. Hong Dingwu said earnestly.

"Since you can practice so many sword techniques, why can't I? Am I worse than you?" Leng Xuemei said unconvinced.

"So my future road will be much more difficult than yours, my master said, if I can't cut through all the obstacles all the way in the future, break out of my own road to heaven, I will definitely not be able to achieve the top in the future. However, if I can find my own way in the future, the chances of achieving the ultimate will be greatly increased. ”

"Then how are you going to compensate me? Don't say anything to disgust me. Leng Xuemei looked at Hong Dingwu and said, she made up her mind to take some dry goods from Hong Dingwu today.

"Although I can't pass on the sword technique to you, I can pass on the method of sword practice to you, and this method is passed on to the sword god seniors. Hong Dingwu said with a smile.

Hearing the word Sword God, Leng Xuemei's eyes couldn't help but light up, for her who was obsessed with swordsmanship, she naturally understood that throughout the ages, the only one who could bear the title of Sword God was Sword God Murong Yuan, and how could the sword practice method passed down from the Sword God be bad.

Hong Dingwu pulled out the Shadowless Sword again, came to the center of the small courtyard, and demonstrated to Leng Xuemei the content of the sword god's test on the board of the ship that day.

After Hong Dingwu's drill, Leng Xuemei stood in place and said in surprise, "This is it? from the Sword God? You treat me as a fool." ”

Hong Dingwu had already guessed that Leng Xuemei would say this, so he explained with a smile, "You must know that the line is a little composed, and the surface is composed of countless lines, any complicated structure is made of simple and boring elements, just like that beautiful music, the root of which is just a few scales, and talented musicians can use these simple scales to build masterpieces." The same is true for swordsmanship, no matter how gorgeous and clever the sword moves are also practiced by the basic sword moves, as long as these basic sword moves are practiced, then when creating the swordsmanship, you will be able to get twice the result with half the effort, and you are underestimated that I practiced the set of basic sword moves just now, no matter how much I say here, it is useless, you will know it by practicing it yourself ten thousand times, remember, you must follow the order of the drill I just practiced. ”

"Hmph, I really don't believe that this thing is passed on from the Sword God, isn't it just ten thousand times, Miss Ben will practice it for you, if you dare to deceive Miss Ben, if you don't come up with four or five sets of top-level swordsmanship, this matter will not be over. Leng Xuemei said with a questioning face, and then took out her sword and began to dance in front of Hong Dingwu's eyes.

At the beginning, Leng Xuemei danced easily and freely, and while dancing the sword, she knew that you were lying to me and looked at Hong Dingwu with an expression.

Hong Dingwu also felt Leng Xuemei's disbelief, but he was not in a hurry, this was still far from ten thousand times, he just admired Leng Xuemei's swaying figure, and sighed in his heart while watching, "How can there be such a beautiful species as a beautiful woman in the world, Nuwa still favors our men." ”

As time passed, Leng Xuemei gradually felt physically exhausted, Hong Dingwu told her his thoughts, and felt his progress, Leng Xuemei was overjoyed in her heart, gritted her teeth and insisted on dancing ten thousand times.

With the swing of the last sword, Leng Xuemei also fell into a coma due to overexhaustion, and the whole person fell to the ground, Hong Dingwu hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her, "I can't imagine that this Leng family's eldest lady is no less obsessed with kendo than me." ”