"Three thousand sword intents, are you the apprentice of Sword Saint Liu Qingshan?"

The fire seal was startled and exclaimed.

Before Chen Feng could answer his question, the senior brother in front of him had already attacked.

With one thorn and one pick, the bluestone bricks on the ground around him were all shaken away by this sword qi, revealing the soil below.

Chen Feng had no weapon in his hand, and he dodged sideways, and the bright sword slid an inch from the bridge of his nose, which was extremely thrilling.

He rolled in the air, and when he landed, the long sword followed like a maggot on the tarsal bone, with a faint sound of breaking through the sky.

"The reaction is quite fast, huh?" the senior brother provoked, "Die under my Zhou Jian's fast sword, and go to the underworld to show off with the ghosts." ”

As he spoke, the sword shape did not stop, and it stabbed straight towards Chen Feng's neck.

Chen Feng used the true qi around his body, but because he was in the early stage of qi refining, coupled with the suppression here, the qi was so stagnant that in a hurry, he could only lean back, bend his waist into an exaggerated arc, and luckily dodge this sword. But a trace of forehead hair was still not spared, and was stabbed by the tip of the sword, flew into the air, and slowly fell.

"Next time it won't be so lucky. Zhou Jian withdrew his sword and swung it in a downward circle, the attack was from a dotted line, which was even more difficult to dodge, and he actually wanted to cut Chen Feng in half.

Chen Feng's hands propped up on the ground forced, pushed forward, and his body fell backwards with the force.

"Ding!" a crisp voice rang out, and a sword slashed into the ground, splashing a little spark, leaving a slit a line wide and a finger deep.

Finally opened up some distance, Chen Feng somersaulted, and then landed firmly on the ground.

As soon as I looked at the face just now, I was caught off guard by the other party, and I looked embarrassed.

He has no blade in his hand, and he has no sword in his hand, and the odds of victory are zero.

He began to search around for anything against the enemy.

After thinking about it for a moment, Zhou Jian, who had the upper hand, refused to let go of the opportunity, and took advantage of the victory to pursue, with strange steps under his feet, as if he had learned the art of lightening his body.

One move and one style is not unpleasant, and it is worthy of the name of "fast sword".

Chen Feng turned around and fled.

It's not fear, it's stalling for time to find a way to fight the enemy.

It is said that the master can reach the mysterious realm of "no sword in his hand, but a sword in his heart", but that must at least be the condensing yuan realm, the true qi in the body has been condensed into "yuan", and "yuan" has formed a sword of Taoism that is connected with his own heart, and naturally he can kill people without the help of substantive weapons.

But here, Rao is a strong man who has entered the Dao realm, and he can't realize the magic power of a hundred miles of flying swords, where is the fairy sword hidden in the sword hall, under the immortals, there is only the early stage of qi refining, the higher your realm, the more you are pressed, are you angry?

This is the dominance of the Great Enlightenment Technique.

Chen Feng didn't have time to envy in his heart, Zhou Jian behind him chased fiercely, and he didn't have any enmity with him, he really had to teach himself a hard lesson for the bribe of that strong man?

He was a little depressed.

"There's a way to break the enemy, do you want to listen to it?" said the fire seal suddenly.

"Tell me quickly, dead squirrel, after a while in the ink, I will lose my arm and leg!" Chen Feng said angrily.

"Alas, what's the hurry, I haven't told you the disadvantage yet, the disadvantage is ......"

Chen Feng ran out of breath, and heard that the squirrel was about to start talking at length again.

"Don't say it!!!!!!

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes went dark.

Zhou Jian saw that Chen Feng, who was running for his life, suddenly stopped, he was overjoyed, and raised his sword to stab out, but it stabbed the air.

Chen Feng's body moved slightly, and he dodged Zhou Jian's attack without a trace.

The latter looked up, and the young man just now seemed to have a scarlet light flowing in his eyebrows at this time.

"Pretending to be a ghost. As soon as he raised his sword, he wanted to cut off Chen Feng's nose.

Chen Feng dodged sideways again, just right.

"Three thousand sword intent is indeed interesting, Liu Qingshan, sword song...... I've got to have fun. ”

He muttered.

Zhou Jian doesn't believe in evil, why does it seem that he has suddenly changed a person, and the temperament between his gestures is completely different, and it is too evil.

Is this man hysterical?

Only this statement can convince him a little.

However, looking at the breath of the person in front of him, it was still the early stage of qi refining.

"I also said you could break the ban here. He sneered, "This kind of exception hasn't been seen in thousands of years!"

He went on the offensive again.

However, every time the person in front of him dodged his sword, his "momentum" seemed to be weaker. He had heard this word from the old swordsman in the museum.

"The trend of the times. ”

The old swordsman said this to the young swordsmen.

Only those who have reached a certain level of understanding of kendo can truly feel this kind of thing.

It is the general trend in battle, the impact of each swing of the sword on one's own life and the life of the opponent, and the embodiment of the condensed sword intent.

He was always not serious when he listened to theory classes, so naturally he didn't understand these things, but he always felt that it was a very amazing thing.

He didn't believe that the young man in front of him, who looked much smaller than himself, could perceive and grasp the "momentum" in this battle, so he attacked more and more fiercely and faster.

When he finally stabbed out a sword, he was still dodged by the young man in front of him, and he suddenly felt his body weak.

"Your offensive is over. Chen Feng's voice was hoarse like gold and iron rubbing. "My ...... Just right. ”

As soon as he raised his hand, a jet-black sword appeared in his hand out of thin air, and although the power was extremely great, his body sank when he caught this sword.

"One hit kills. He slowly spat out the words.

Rumble!!!

The big sword fell, but it didn't fall on Zhou Jian's door, but smashed into the bluestone slab next to it, and the crack stretched to three zhang away, and the dust was flying.

Chen Feng squinted his eyes and saw a golden iron flying sword inserted on the ground next to him.

"Fellow Daoists, you have to be forgiving and forgiving. ”

An old man in fluttering clothes stood under the mountain gate and looked at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's consciousness regained his clarity, and when he saw the sight in front of him, he opened his mouth in shock.

Suddenly feeling the weight in his hand, his fingers hurt, and the big sword fell to the ground, making a deafening collision sound.

"You ......" He looked at Zhou Jian on the ground, wanting to reach out and help him up. But I saw that the man had a puddle of water stains under his body, his feet trembled, and a fishy smell came out.

Seeing that Chen Feng seemed to want to touch him, he ran away and hid behind the old man.

"Third uncle, you have to be my master, this person wants to break into the mountain gate privately, I and Senior Brother Liang Shi intervened to stop it, but they were swords against each other, don't believe it, you ask this dealer, he witnessed the whole process. ”

The old man, known as the third uncle, turned his head to look at the trembling man behind him, the man's face was pale, and when he saw the old man's gaze looking at him, he and Zhou Jian's frequent eye gestures, and nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, yes, yes! This man is lawless and domineering!"

The old man turned his head and smiled:

"This fellow Taoist, can you enter the museum for a while? ”

Chen Feng waved his hand again and again: "Thank you for the kindness of the old man, the kid originally came here to visit because he had something important to ask your pavilion, but he was framed by wicked people, and the hospitality of your pavilion is not in agreement, so let's give up." When he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait. The old man stopped him.

"You two go back and go to the Sword Department to receive seven days of imprisonment! Accepting bribes from ordinary people is already taboo, and maliciously adding to guests from afar. ”

As soon as he snorted, his beard swayed with his snort.

"Although I'm old, Zhou Lianshan, I'm not blind!"

"Third uncle... I ......"

"Get out!" Zhou Lianshan glared angrily.

Zhou Jian and Liang Shi cowered back into the museum.

Zhou Lianshan clenched his fists slightly.

"Since you have come from afar, please be sure to sit in the museum, the little nephew is stubborn, which has caused a lot of trouble to the Taoist friends, please Haihan. ”

Seeing that this old man was so polite, and he did not hide and tolerate Zhou Jian and the others who caused trouble, he was quite personable.

Chen Feng responded and walked towards the Sword Pavilion under the guidance of Zhou Lianshan.

As he passed by the door, he noticed the man who was still unknown. Zhou Lianshan saw the slight change in his demeanor, and said lightly: "Within half a year, you are not allowed to sell anything in Daming Town!"

The strong man was already silent, but when he heard that the old man spoke, he was so frightened that he almost didn't kneel down directly.

"Yes, yes......" He hurriedly replied, nodding frequently like a chicken pecking rice.

Chen Feng didn't care much about this person, after all, even if it was a great hatred, it was just a meeting in Pingshui, and he might never see each other again in his life after leaving Daming Town, and it didn't hurt to resolve it or not.

Inadvertently, Chen Feng had already taken the big sword back into the small space controlled by the fire seal.

Although Zhou Lianshan saw it in his eyes, he didn't say anything. Just lead the way ahead.

Walking into the Sword Pavilion, Chen Feng realized the reason why this place should be called "City" instead of "Pavilion".

The buildings are magnificent, and some are even towering into the sky, unlike manpower that can be built, and there must be great supernatural beings involved in the construction.

The overall tone gives people a solemn and solemn feeling, and he looks east and west, and the color of curiosity is overflowing.

Zhou Lianshan led him along the central axis, and briefly introduced the historical origin and function of some buildings along the way. When I walked straight to the front of the main hall, I turned to the right and entered a slightly smaller building.

The plaque of the building has three big characters written on it: Sword Pavilion.

Entering the interior, I only feel simple and elegant, with a faint smoked fragrance. Although it is called the Sword Pavilion, it is more like a scholar's study from the display furnishings. Picture scrolls and books filled the bookshelves on both sides, and Chen Feng had a good impression of this place.

"Although I brought you to this Sword Master Pavilion, the Sword Lord is not me. Zhou Lianshan smiled bitterly.

"Although my eldest brother is a sword master, he likes to disguise himself as a variety of characters in Daming Town, and he is not often in the sword hall, and the second brother likes to travel abroad, so the big and small affairs of the sword hall have fallen on my head. ”

Although Chen Feng is an outsider, Zhou Lianshan does not shy away from talking about these things.

The uninhibited personality of the Sword Pavilion can be seen.

"You sit casually. Zhou Lianshan greeted.

Chen Feng sat on a sandalwood chair and looked at Zhou Lianshan as if he was rummaging for something.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Lianshan took a scroll.

Unfolded in front of Chen Feng, a big sword with a black body was vividly painted on it.

Before Chen Feng could speak, Zhou Lianshan spit out a series of questions like beads.

"What is the relationship between you and Zhou Lianyi?"

"You're a body refiner?"