"What's the situation?" After the joke, Zhou Yi leaned against the mountain wall and took a big breath, and Song Hai squeezed to the side and asked.

"Talent!" As he spoke, Zhou Yi's eyes fell on Song Hai: "It's really, it's hard to imagine that you, a person with such a high talent, have become a beggar!"

"How the hell did you do that?"

"Hehe!" Song Hai scratched his head and smirked: "It's just that messed up?"

I'm not praising you, Soul Light!

Song Hai's smile swept away the rest of the thoughts in Zhou Yi's heart like a flood, and he sighed weakly, Zhou Yi pointed at Song Hai and said, "Don't you feel that your current body is any different from your before?"

"Different?" Song Haileng paused, just about to ask, what kind of talent do he have, but he was immediately taken away by Zhou Yi's words and shifted the center.

Bang bang!

Bang bang!

Bang bang!

Song Hai stood up, stretched out his arms and stomped his legs in this narrow tuyere, and after some exercise, he was tired, and he came to Zhou Yi and wondered: "What's wrong?

Looking at Song Hai's sincere eyes, Zhou Yi felt that he had a sentence in his heart, and he didn't know if he could talk about it!

Zhou Yi looked at Song Hai and stared.

"Ouch... What's wrong with you?" for a long time, Song Hai was uncomfortable with him, and twisted his body and asked.

"Whew~" With a long exhalation, Zhou Yi felt that he had a little headache, and said to Song Hai weakly: "Didn't you notice that your strength is much greater?"

"Really?" Hearing this, Song Hai was even more surprised than Zhou Yi, and after screaming in surprise, he hurriedly lowered his head and checked.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

After another toss, Song Hai said to Zhou Yi with a happy face: "Hey, Yi, you see, my strength has increased a lot, and my strength has really increased, but why is this?"

Zhou Yi was no longer able to complain, looking at Song Hai's toss, he seemed to see a person dancing on the knife mountain, that kind of horror, that feeling!

It's not the same life!

"Hai, do my brother a favor!" After thinking for a while, Zhou Yi suddenly thought of a way, and turned his head to greet Song Hai, who was excited.

"Ahh

"That's the case, your talent can enable you to separate the sword wind, and absorb the sword qi to strengthen the body, so, brother wants to ask you for a favor?" Zhou Yi explained simply, and smiled at Song Haidao.

"Huh?" Song Hai was still a little confused, what does my talent mean that I can separate the sword wind and absorb the sword qi? What the hell is this?

"What kind of talent?" If you don't understand, you have to ask, this is something that elementary school students know, and Song Hai has evolved into a primary school student very gloriously.

"This is a bit troublesome to explain, you will understand it later!" Zhou Yi casually perfunctory, the most important thing is, what is Song Hai's talent, what does it do? He is also black-eyed now, and he doesn't understand it at all!

The only thing he knows now is that he has the talent to separate the wind and the sword qi in the sword wind, and absorb the sword qi and use it for his own use.

"That ......"

"Okay, don't ask, you'll find out later!" Zhou Yi interrupted Song Hai's words and instructed him to sit down with his back to him.

"Now, take off your shirt!"

"Huh?" Song Hai was dumbfounded.

"If you take it off, you can take it off, why is there so much nonsense!"

"Oh!" Song Hai was aggrieved, like a little girl, and took off his shirt slowly.

"Okay, that's it, hold on!" Zhou Yi's eyes flickered, his five senses were opened to the maximum, his mind was concentrated, and he carefully felt the series of changes that occurred after the sword wind fell on Song Hai's body.

Song Hai took off his shirt and was waiting for Zhou Yi's next instruction in fear, but he didn't expect that after waiting for a long time, there was no news, and suddenly, his mind was full of question marks.

What exactly is this going to do?

Time passed, Zhou Yi no longer had the heart to speak, a new discovery, so that he could no longer spare energy to other places.

"What is this?"

Xu is because he has been staring at it for a long time, or because he has reached a certain condition, when Zhou Yi was staring at the changes in the sword wind falling on Song Hai's body, he suddenly felt that his eyes were flowering, and when he was clear, it was as if he had changed the world.

This is a white space, and standing on the ground, it always feels like it's floating.

The space is densely covered with countless tiny white gases, each with a different style, with sharp and angular shapes, but on the whole, it looks like a knife.

"Knife, knife qi?" Zhou Yi muttered, and suddenly reacted, isn't this the knife qi in the knife wind?

"Then if these gases are knife gas, then the space around this should be the wind, no wonder standing on it, it always feels floating!

"So in this way, I have entered the world of sword wind?" After understanding, Zhou Yi thought to himself.

"Huh?" Before he could finish his thoughts, the space around him suddenly changed, and the sword qi in the space suddenly stood up, as if a person stood up.

"Whew!" Just under Zhou Yi's eyes, the sword qi that had just been erected in the space, the tips of the knives were all in one direction, and then flew over as a whole.

Rumble!

It was a void, a void where things could not be seen, and after these sword qi came, I saw that the void that was originally pointed directly by the sword qi suddenly seemed to be trapped in it, like a pocket, and the sword qi that was brushed together was confiscated.

"What is this?" Everything that happened in front of him made Zhou Yi always have an inexplicable sense of familiarity, not the kind of immersive familiarity, but the kind of familiarity in the plan, as if a guess was realized in front of him!

"Oh!" After thinking for a while, Zhou Yi suddenly remembered, if this is the sword wind space, the heaven and earth around this are the sword wind, and the gas floating in the space is the sword qi, then isn't the sword qi attacking Song Hai?

In other words, the reason why those knife qi before seemed to be collected by a pocket was actually because Song Hai's muscles operated automatically, absorbing it by pushing and pulling.

Under the concatenation of thoughts, many things before, present and speculation are gradually connected together, forming a basic figure in Zhou Yi's mind.

"Huh?" Zhou Yi, who was still thinking, was suddenly awakened by a tremor, and hurriedly looked at the source.

The surroundings are still white, and the ground under your feet, stepping on it, is still so floating, the difference is that the knife qi that has been completely taken away suddenly comes out again, making the space that has become empty once again crowded.

"Oh!" Looking at these sword qi, Zhou Yi suddenly felt in his heart, this is recharging, right, the knife qi is absorbed, but the wind is not, when the knife qi is absorbed, it will be filled with these knife qi from nowhere, and so on.