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The two long swords let out a melodious trembling sound, and the temperament of Zhang Sanfeng and Taiyuan Dao changed greatly, and with a sword in hand, it was no longer extraordinary.

Taiyuan has a breath of the ancient well, such as the bright moon in the well, cold and indifferent, and there is an indifferent and ruthless taste of creation and operation, although this charm is only a trace, but it is already earth-shattering, this is a kind of rhyme, but also a kind of sword intent.

Ruthless sword intent, Taiyuan is the heart of the ether, condensing ruthless sword intent, a sword passes everywhere, floating like a fairy, indifferent like a way.

Zhang Sanfeng's temperament is also completely different, rushing and indifferent, a Tai Chi true intention surrounds the body, and the void air flow has become heavy and sluggish, not fist intent, not sword intent, but true intent, just like Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts, broad and profound, yin and yang, inclusive of heaven and earth. Taijiquan is him, Taijijian is also him, and there is no obvious difference between fists and swords.

This kind of realm, compared to the Taiyuan Dao people, is only high, not low.

The momentum of the two collided, the vast spiritual Dao intention volleyed in the air, staggered, the void crackled, as if there were wisps of electric light flowing, such a strange appearance, in the eyes of others, like a miracle.

"This, how is this possible, martial arts can still be practiced to this level?"

Wei Yixiao smiled these days, Meng Taiyuan Taoist taught the Xuanming Divine Palm, the cold ice internal force of the body has been transformed into the Xuanming internal force, and the chronic illness has gone, and the kung fu of the Xuanming Divine Palm is also a small success, even if it is not as good as the two elders of Xuanming for decades of refinement, but it is already more than a step stronger than before, among the high-level members of the Ming Sect, the actual combat ability can be compared with him, Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng.

But now when he saw the competition between Taiyuan and Zhang Sanfeng, his face was shocked, and he couldn't help but cry out.

"This is the cultivation of spiritual will, the martial arts of the sect leader and Zhang Zhenren have gone beyond the ordinary, and they should have entered the legendary innate wonderland, and at this moment it is a competition and temptation of the will and spirit of the two of them, which is unpredictable and extraordinary. ”

Yin Tian said solemnly as he watched the earth-shattering competition not far away.

"Innate?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was even more shocked.

"Grandpa, what is innate? Is there any mystery in this?"

Zhang Wuji's knowledge of martial arts is the most shallow, even if he has the best magic secrets in the martial arts, he still doesn't know much about many martial arts knowledge, and asked suspiciously.

"The innate realm, the mystical and the mysterious, in addition to the inner family skills need to reach the peak, break the bridge between heaven and earth, communicate the inside and outside, but also refine the spiritual will, and understand the true meaning of martial arts, the combination of the two, one refining and refining the gas, the other refining the gas and turning the gods, only in this way, can we step into the innate wonderland, how many years, the people who have achieved this step in martial arts, rare, it is difficult to make one out of tens of millions of people, the innate avenue, difficult, difficult, difficult!"

Yin Tianzheng said the last three difficult words, which deeply shocked Zhang Wuji's heart.

He originally thought that the innate realm was the pinnacle of internal strength, and the abyss of skill was unfathomable, but he didn't expect that there were many mysteries in it, and the innate realm was by no means as simple and easy as he imagined.

"Look, it's done!"

Sure enough, Zhang Sanfeng and Taiyuan Daoren tested for a moment, and at the same time let out a light whistle and fought together.

Taiyuan Daoist will not have the slightest reservation in the face of a master grandmaster like Zhang Sanfeng, his long sword is like practice, the sword light is fast and weird, and his body is unpredictable, like a cyan shadow, he stabbed out an unknown number of swords around Zhang Sanfeng in a row.

Ruthless, swift, weird, dazzling, and difficult to see.

What Taiyuan is making now is the evil sword technique, he has learned a lot of swordsmanship in his last life, this evil sword technique is not trivial, and even the source of his internal strength, all contain the inner mystery of the evil sword spectrum, and now the innate realm urges the evil sword technique, it is really like a ghost drifting, the killing machine is fierce, as far as the eye can see, it is a ball of cyan cold light gathered into a ball, Zhang Sanfeng's figure has disappeared without a trace, and he is completely surrounded by the strange speed of Taiyuan Dao people.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes lit up, the long sword was round, and the wisps of sword qi surrounded him, like a whirlpool, swallowing and moving, all kinds of wonderful forces formed a force field, no matter how fast and weird the Taiyuan Dao swordsman's swordsmanship, how ruthless and fierce the move was, three feet in front of him, the cold sword qi light was disintegrated and dissipated.

Within three feet in front of him, there seems to be a vacuum of nothingness, not broken, not entered, hundreds of millions of disasters are difficult to add to his body, such a wonderful and unparalleled swordsmanship is the Taiji swordsmanship.

This set of swordsmanship, in the hands of Zhang Sanfeng, compared to Zhang Wuji, I don't know how much more mysterious, the charm is unpredictable, the divine will is constant, practicing the sword into silk, it is really the world's top Xuanxuan swordsmanship.

"Zhang Zhenren is good at swordsmanship, good Tai Chi sincerity, with this divine will, he can almost be invincible. ”

Taiyuan Daoist laughed and was greatly admired.

"Taiyuan Xiaoyou's swordsmanship is exquisite, such a swordsmanship, the old Taoist has lived for a hundred years, and he has never seen it at all. ”

Zhang Sanfeng responded.

"This set of swordsmanship, which was learned in the early years of Poor Dao, is called the swordsmanship of warding off evil spirits, which is actually the pinnacle of the world's fast swordsmanship, but Zhang Zhenren's Taiji swordsmanship, the best at playing slow and fast, and striking later, has lost its effectiveness today. ”

While the two of them were talking, their hands were non-stop, and as far as they could see, they were surrounded by a layer of misty sword light, and the people around them couldn't even see their faces and figures clearly, as if they were shrouded in a layer of mist.

The swordsmanship of warding off evil spirits, the swordsmanship of Wuyue and many other exquisite swordsmanship are all used, Taiyuan Dao people are happy, there is a strong grandmaster opponent like Zhang Sanfeng, his swordsmanship can be played unscrupulously, and the comfort of his heart is unprecedented.

Zhang Sanfeng also secretly praised in his heart, Taiyuan's swordsmanship is complex, and the swordsmanship is exquisite, it is really rare in the world, he has never seen such a broad and mysterious swordsmanship for more than a hundred years.

The spectators feasted their eyes, and the martial arts principles and swordsmanship mysteries contained in them were revealed one by one.

"Zhang Zhenren, be careful, look at the Taiyuan swordsmanship of the poor road!"

Taiyuan roared softly, his expression was solemn, the sword intent roared, and the vast innate true qi seemed to have turned into infinite sword qi, spitting out from the hundreds of orifices around him, and the sharp qi made people tremble.

The grass and trees trembled, and the void seemed to have infinitely small sword qi constantly cutting, shattering, the dust was shattered, and the plants and trees were silenced.

Hmph, a sword light is cold, like a hundred flowers withering, all things are dead and silent, this sword is cold and ruthless, the Tao is outstanding, across time and space, extinguishing vitality.

Zhang Sanfeng only felt a huge sharpness, the ruthless sword intent of Taishang was overwhelming, the sword light had not arrived, the sword intent had already attacked, cutting off the spiritual soul, the supreme and sharp sword, so that his face was solemn, his robe was bulging, and the innate true qi of the pure yang was endless, but the long sword in his hand was getting slower and slower, and where he passed, the void left layers of afterimages, mysterious and profound.

Boom! The air flow exploded, surging and surging, like a long river collapsing, the mountains overturned, within a few tens of zhang, dust rose everywhere, the forest was shattered, and the void seemed to have countless dense sword qi fragments cutting wildly, making people's muscles and bones cold.