"Inexplicable Sword Technique", which is different from the "Inexplicable Sword Technique" used by Nameless, although there is only one word difference, it can express two different things. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Inexplicable Sword Technique" is a sword technique that has achieved remarkable achievements realized by the Great Sword Master, the founder of the Sword Sect.

As long as a person who has a natural "sword" fate gets this inexplicable sword trick and studies it thoroughly, he can understand the opponent's swordsmanship between one move and two styles, and can fully appreciate the essence of the opponent's swordsmanship, and then can use the inexplicable sword trick to infer the entry of the opponent's swordsmanship, which is similar to the "Dugu Nine Swords", the difference is that one focuses on comprehension and the other focuses on cracking.

After learning this sword technique, if the opponent has ten swordsmanship, then if he uses the inexplicable sword technique to understand the true meaning of his swordsmanship, he can create an eleventh sword that is stronger than his ten-style swordsmanship!

When the Great Swordsman forged the Heroic Twin Swords, he left the "Inexplicable Sword Technique" on the Heroic Twin Swords, and was learned by Nameless when he obtained the Heroic Sword at the age of sixteen.

The nameless genius of Tianzhong, after learning the "Inexplicable Sword Technique", created a set of "Inexplicable Swordsmanship" according to his own perception.

The first style of "Inexplicable Swordsmanship" is a sword move used by Mu Yingxiong to defeat Mu Yingxiong without a name, representing the ambition of the beginning of the rivers and lakes, and the artistic conception is like the rising sun, vigorous and upward.

The second type is 'inexplicable', the sword path is unexpected by others, and even incomprehensible, making people inexplicable, but it is powerful, the enemy is unprepared, and the sword intent is at a loss.

The third type is 'fame for a while'.

The fourth type is 'grief is inexplicable'.

The fifth style is 'incognito'.

The sixth style 'sword fire is nameless'.

The seventh form is 'the name is not passed on'.

The eighth type 'lives up to its name'.

The ninth type is 'famous rivers and lakes'.

The tenth type is 'inexplicable'.

Each move and style contains special experiences and emotions, the charm of which can not be experienced unless you have experienced it, and those who have not experienced it cannot bring emotions into the swordsmanship. Unleash your power.

"Is it painful? Are you afraid? Do you feel heart-rending pain! Hahaha......"

Xiao Chen himself seemed to be infected by a trick of 'grief inexplicable', and asked with red eyes. Laughing, crazy like a demon.

Hengshu's face is as ugly as it gets. He wanted to get up and run away, but Xiao Chen's vague qi lock made him dare not move a little, so he had to be careful to guard against it.

Perhaps not long ago, he was still doubting Xiao Chen's skills, suspecting that his reputation was completely based on the accumulation of many Heavenly and Human Realm martial artists in Yujing Mountain.

But at this moment, Xiao Chen, who was really angry, only made him feel fear, that kind of fear that he had never felt before, even when facing the 'Dry Bone Demon Lord' and 'Sea Demon Lord' of the Demon Gate, because of the care of the elders of the sect. He has never had such a fear that goes deep into the bone marrow.

A sword! It's just a sword! The momentum of rendering heaven and earth, the grief and indignation of heaven and earth, and the four people who died without blinking their eyes are deeply imprinted in Hengshu's mind.

"How can you die, how can you die, bastard...... Even if you die, you have to feel my anger!

The fire of raging anger invaded the sea, and the air boiled for it, and the anger rushed to the crown. Standing up to the sky, tearing the sky and burning the world.

Blazing like an erupting volcano, hysterical rage. This anger made Hengshu even more frightened, his pupils contracted sharply, and his lips trembled unconsciously.

"Who are you! Who are you?"

Such a sharp move. Integrate with personal emotions and reach the artistic conception of people's hearts. It can never be reached by a person without a teacher.

Who can teach such an apprentice? Which old monster of the Broken Realm has such ability?

Under that anger is full of accusations against the past, against Buddhism. Daomen, Demon Gate, these big forces under the struggle for the anger and humiliation.

"Inexplicable resentment!"

Immediately after the sword fire was nameless, Xiao Chen once again used a trick to resent, and the four old monks who had been immersed in Xiao Chen's terrifying momentum slept underground with unwillingness and resentment.

Hengshu retreated in a panic, stumbling under his feet, and the unspeakable embarrassment, as the last move of "Inexplicable Swordsmanship", the power was terrifying.

The entire people on Yujing Mountain were shrouded in this aura of resentment, and many disciples stared at their eyes, carefully inspecting the heroic posture of the head in the distance, unconsciously immersed in the momentum.

Fan Yueyi, who was in the courtyard of the head of the house, couldn't help the worry in her heart, standing on the top of Yujing Mountain and looking at the mighty appearance in the distance.

Although he doesn't know the origin of this swordsmanship, he has grown up in the gate sect since he was a child, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, the artistic conception in the moves is felt even if he is far away, and he has pondered a seven, seven, eighty, eight.

With a clear gloom and grievance on his face, he couldn't help but hold the thoughts in his arms trying to look into the distance.

"Mother, Niannian seems to feel that Daddy is sad and angry...... Why is Daddy sad?"

Looking up at her little face, she looked innocent, but her inadvertent words made Fan Yueyi even more confused, and she wanted to turn around and walk into the courtyard of the head of the house, but she paused and hesitated a little.

That sadness is not for her, Fan Yueyi can feel it very clearly, that sadness, the fanatical and suppressed love under the anger makes her jealous and helpless.

Is a living person no better than a shell that has been buried in the ground?

I tried my best to tell myself that jealousy, jealousy, and grievance should not happen, but I still couldn't control my tears.

"Mother, why are you crying, did you say something wrong? Mother, don't cry......

The little girl saw Fan Yueyi crying silently, as smart as she knew that she was afraid that she had said the wrong thing again, so she hurriedly helped Fan Yueyi wipe her tears, and after working for a long time, she didn't see her mother stop crying, and she also cried.

Fan Yueyi sobered up from her own tangled emotions, mother and son connected hearts, hugged each other and cried.

A tall and strong man quietly came to Fan Yueyi's side, with a yellow wine gourd pinned to his waist, a man-tall knife on his back, a beard on his face, and a declining appearance, he was Fan Xulie, who had disappeared for many years!

......

Xiao Chen was unaware of the matter of Yujing Mountain, and used two moves in a row, he was already in a state of wholehearted devotion, and only the enemy and the sword were left in his eyes!

Only the enemy! Only the sword!

The muffled thunder wanted to move, and every sword qi under the traction of the qi machine faintly revealed an angry man and a resentful spirit, attacking the five people from all incredible angles.

Hengshu's eyes were panicked, and he retreated again and again in a panic, he didn't want to die, everyone didn't want to die, as the leader of the new generation of Buddhism, he was destined to remember the annals of history, and he had a dazzling future, how could he die in this place!

The four people in front of Hengshu were overwhelmed by the endless sword qi, and they were still immersed in grief, anger, and resentment before they died, without the slightest trace of high monk bearing.

In this place where they once disdained and despised them, they will never wake up again......

Ding!Ding!Ding......

The golden light flickered, and the protective body Zhenyuan shaped like a bowl protected Hengshu, and the frightened Hengshu caressed his heart, watching the Zhenyuan and the sword qi continue to rub out firelight. (To be continued.) )

ps: I wish you all a happy Valentine's Day, Gai Zi, a single Wang, has just attended a friend's wedding, and he needs to go home to lick his wounds......