Just when Yan was working hard to deal with Situ, Wang Chen was also so anxious that he was sweating profusely. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Damn! it's still not right!" he swung his sword hard, quickly retracted it, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

In a hurry just now, three sword qi were struck, and that wonderful feeling was like a lightning bolt piercing the night sky, exploding a new world in Wang Chen's heart. He vaguely felt that he had touched the threshold of the Qi Transformation Period.

At that time, Uncle Mo was not detailed enough, or even correct enough. The so-called chemical qi is not only powerful and fast enough to push the air, but more precisely, it can mobilize the qi circulating in the body to resonate with the qi in the outside world. If your own strength is three points, and the resonance you arouse is also three points, the power of the same move will be doubled. If you can borrow more, then it will be more powerful. This is the reason why the samurai of the Qi Transformation Period are stronger than the samurai of the Xingyi Period.

But after trying dozens of swords, none of them can hit the feeling just now.

Wang Chen couldn't help but get anxious in his heart, Yan Hou's brainless brain, in case he couldn't think of any way, he kept resisting Situ. Five minutes was enough for him to be blown up. However, he also knew in his heart that if he couldn't seize this opportunity, then the Qi Transformation Period would become a bottleneck that he couldn't get over, and he would have endless troubles on his future martial arts path.

The last three swords are not pulled down. It's a big deal to find an opportunity again. Wang Chen said to himself secretly.

He slowly calmed down and raised his sword to shoulder height. Close your eyes and start feeling the air around you. The breath between heaven and earth flows all the time, slow for air, fast for wind. Life is between heaven and earth, and the breath in the body will not stop for a moment, solidified into strength, and flowing into breath. So how do you bring it all together?

Wang Chen gathered his strength on his right arm, thinking in his heart to slowly push them towards the tip of the sword. Then with a swing of his strength, the long sword roared and crossed an arc in the air, and still no sword qi appeared.

Wang Chen slammed his sword to the ground, and a louder and stronger cracking sound was heard in the distance. There was a violent vibration on the boardwalk under his feet, and broken pieces of wood kept falling on his head.

Why not? What did you just do? He let out a long exhale, forcing himself not to think about the battle on Yan Hou's side. Five minutes, trust him. All you need to do is go back in five minutes.

He held his breath again, this time he didn't rush to draw his sword. Instead, he calmed down, and his body slowly rose and fell with his breathing, once, twice, three times??? After a dozen breaths, he felt as if he had entered a strange realm, and everything around him breathed in at his breathing rate. That's right, it's such a resonance.

Wang Chen's heart moved, and he slashed out a sword the moment he exhaled. The tip of the sword slashed through the void, the speed was very fast, and the sword body almost turned into a phantom, but there was still no sword qi appeared.

Damn! The last sword, if you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent! Wang Chen still couldn't help but glance back at Yan Hou's direction, he knew that the battle intent in Situ's heart had been used to the limit now, and all the moves were going all out. And Yan Hou, with what he knows about him in the past few days, he will never back down. Since he asked him to hold on for five minutes, then it was death, and he would never let Situ leave his range at four minutes and fifty-nine seconds.

He repeated the same action as before, this time pausing a little longer. Just as he was about to swing his sword, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded in his head. He remembered a book he had read, which said, "Everything in heaven and earth is in motion all the time, and even if you don't feel it, movement is everywhere." ”

Yes, it's sports. Wang Chen was overjoyed, he simply sat on the ground and began to fall down with the rhythm of everything around him. This time, he felt that it was not all things moving with him, but that he was moving with them in a regular way. Slowly, the surrounding qi was no longer chaotic. He felt as if there were five different auras scattered between heaven and earth, and they were twisted together like a swimming dragon, making it difficult to distinguish.

Among them, there was an air of exuberance that was the most cordial, and he gathered at him from all directions at the slightest call. Wang Chen could clearly feel the difference between it and the other breaths, and gradually, he even felt that he was one with them.

Well, that's it. Wang Chen lifted his long sword and slashed it out in the direction where this aura was the most.

With a "bang", a huge green mang flew out along the plank road with a whistling wind, and disappeared at the end of the hanging city.

The city began to shake violently.

For a moment, all the iron-masked people on the top of the cliff rushed to the edge of the cliff, and even the man in the cloak had an incredible expression on his face.

"I've never seen someone who has just broken through the Qi Transformation Stage be able to emit such a strong sword aura!" one exclaimed.

"yes, is that kid a genius?"

Wang Chen swung out his sword, and felt that the strength in his body suddenly disappeared by one-third. He wiped the beads of sweat from his head, breathed for a moment, and tried a few more times in a row, although the sword qi behind him was not as huge as the first one, but he felt more and more proficient. This time, even if he was as steady as Wang Chen, he couldn't help but smile happily.

"Alright, Yanhou, don't blow up your kid. Wang Chen smiled, exerted his feet and rushed back to the battlefield.

At this time, Yan Hou has basically reached the limit. Blood flowed down his forehead all over his face, and several phantoms appeared in Situ in front of him. The pain was not felt, but the strength in the hands and feet was lost quickly. The hands that clenched their fists shook non-stop, and their heads were dizzy from panting.

It's no wonder that Situ can be said to be the strongest fighter of the younger generation. At the beginning, Wang Chen and Yan Hou joined forces, but they couldn't take advantage of him. At this time, it is natural for him to fight alone, and he is not an opponent.

But he was still like a hungry wolf, every time he fell, he would immediately stand up again and staggered towards Situ, although he could only block his way with his body.

Situ is a man who will not stop until he beats the enemy to death, and he knocks the young man in front of him out again and again, and he is not the slightest impatient, but enjoys this bloodthirsty fun.

When Wang Chen arrived, he happened to see Yan Hou flying out like a broken sack. He hurriedly flew forward, held the thick vest with one palm, and turned sideways to unload the force.

"Hey, are you still alive?" Wang Chen asked anxiously.

"Ahem??? Ah Chen?" Yan Hou struggled to break open his eyes that were covered with blood, his mouth cracked, and he squeezed out a smile, although while laughing, blood gushed out, "Ahem??? I'll tell you??? I blinded him with wood foam. Ahem??? Ha ha??? Am I smart?" Yan Hou said in a weak voice, opening his mouth intermittently.

Wang Chen leaned towards him with all his might, and finally heard what he said clearly, which also made him cry and laugh. Seeing that his face was covered with blood and his expression of a child's desire to be praised for offering treasures, Wang Chen couldn't help laughing.

"You kid??? Sick!" he scolded with a smile and gently placed Yan Hou on the ground.

Wang Chen looked up at Situ Jing, who was rushing not far away, pulled out the iron sword in his waist, and a momentum that looked at the world rushed out. His eyes lit up, his right foot took a half step forward, and a sword qi galloped out, splitting a long mark on the stone wall.

"Alright, Situ. Let this kid get some sleep first. This time, it's me. ”