The long sword is like water, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, and it is like a golden brilliance in the setting sun. Like a dazzling breeze, it constantly rotated around Han Zaixin, there were no fixed moves, some were just the most basic swordsmanship moves, a thrust, that is, a meteor broke through the sky, a sweep, it was difficult for a thousand troops to be defeated. There was not the slightest expression on his face, like a sculpture of fortitude, like a knife splitting an axe.

His eyes flashed with an indescribable divine light, staring directly at the trajectory of the long sword, and at this moment, the world he saw in his eyes became extremely different, and all kinds of vitality between heaven and earth flashed in his eyes. Han Zaixin had already had this experience, and he had appeared in the two battles yesterday. The crimson aura of the scorching sun in the sky, the earthy yellow mist rising from the earth, the faint cyan brilliance on the low bushes around him, the thin curtain of water in the fish pond, and the dazzling white light that flashed on the long sword.

Everything is the power of the five elements that make up this heaven and earth, which was caught in his eyes, and then revealed. All the five elements aura had their own trajectories in his eyes, revealing the characteristics of the power of the five elements.

The long sword slid slowly, moving along the trajectory of the five spiritual energy activities in his eyes, and at this time, Han Zaixin's long sword was running so slowly, like a child who had just learned to write, jerky with the brush in his hand, copying stroke by stroke.

The long sword seemed to be moving under an invisible resistance, and every time it approached, there would be a powerful force blocking it, but the stubborn Han Zaixin did not lose his belief in persevering. Again and again, he moved his sword closer to the trajectory of the most lively red aura in the invisible.

The closer he got to the purest movement trajectory of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, the more Han Zaixin felt that the long sword in his hand was not under his control, like the repulsion of two magnets with the same magnetic pole when they approached each other, and they were about to be bounced away from afar.

But this kind of obstacle made Han Zaixin even more convinced that what he was doing now was the right thing, because what this world unfolded in front of him was definitely the most real. Because of the hazy will of heaven and earth itself, it subconsciously protects its own secrets, and this will happen. So he persevered, the muscles in his arms were tangled together, twisted into a strand, and burst out with powerful power, and the true yuan in his body also began to explode at this moment, injecting a strong impetus into his movements.

Finally, after failing again and again, it was bounced away again and again, but the trajectory was getting closer and closer, Han Zaixin found that whenever the trajectory of his sword fit that mysterious trajectory, his long sword became blazing at that moment, as if it was burned red by the flames of ultra-high temperature. This sword is similar to the sword he created in the early morning yesterday: Sword One, Flame Refining Refined Gold.

This kind of discovery made Han Zaixin feel very happy, he knew that he was about to succeed, in this foundation of Qi cultivation realm, this kind of contact with the most fundamental mystery of heaven and earth can be described as the best foundation. As the sunset disappeared into the sky little by little, the red fire attribute aura became thinner and thinner. The trajectory became more and more blurred, but Han Zaixin felt that powerful rejection slowly disappearing.

Suddenly he knew that the best opportunity had come—the greatest opportunity at this twilight, when the repulsion was the weakest, and when it was most likely to succeed. So he slowly withdrew the long sword, the blade of the sword was like water in his palm, and the steel blade was in front of him, reflecting his face.

"Huh......" The long sword pulled out a sword flower in his hand, and once again stabbed crookedly towards the air in front of him, this sword looked so vulgar if it was a naughty child playing and playing, it couldn't help but frown. But if it was used in front of the Sword Sect's swordsmanship masters, it would definitely make them take action, because the mysterious trajectory of this sword in their eyes was so unfathomable.

Just like at this time, a beautiful figure was high in the sky, in the Gangfeng layer in the sky, Zhenyuan flashed in his eyes, staring straight at the trajectory of Han Zaixin's sword, and he was speechless in his heart.

"This kid, is his comprehension really so high? This sword actually makes me feel that there is nowhere to hide, there is no way to avoid it, only hard shock! It's really amazing!" Qingli's figure has long hair fluttering, and her plain clothes are motionless in the wind, even the tassels at the hem of her long skirt don't shake at all.

"Senior Nephew Qianxue, why are you here?" a clear voice came.

"Uncle Zhang!" Qingli's figure officially guards the Great Elder of Sword Peak, and is also a closed disciple of the Drunken Family's Old Ancestor Drunken Changfeng, with a cold face and a thousand snows. It is also the master of the little girl Xiangning, and the Aoxue Sword, one of the nine swords of the Sword Sect today.

"Huh...... How's it going? This little guy is not bad! The sword just now has already surpassed the limit of the sword momentum, and it is only half a step away from stepping into the realm of sword intent! You also comprehended the sword intent in the realm of true martial arts!" Dressed in a red robe, Qing Xuanzi appeared beside Leng Mian Qianxue, and the robe worn by this sword sect master is also a rare treasure, and it can be changed at will, which can be called a necessary equipment for lazy people.

"Yes, this little guy was beyond my expectations, it's just that he is only in the middle of Qi cultivation, how can he come into contact with sword intent?" Qianxue asked coldly.

"This ...... Ha ha...... Little girl, don't think too much, this kid is a demon, no matter what incredible things happen to him, don't be surprised, one day you will understand that he is sent by God to fight people! and his era is the sorrow of everyone!" Qing Xuanzi replied confidently, he believed that this little guy would be the protagonist of this era. Even beyond this era, suppressing this era and intimidating the heavens through the ages is not an unattainable dream.

"Uncle Shi is so confident, it seems that he is the Holy Son of the Sword Sect of this generation!" Qian Xue said with a hint of relief on her face.

"Don't talk nonsense about this! The Holy Son of the Sword Sect is not an ordinary matter, it is not something we can decide, it comes out once in a thousand years! The last ......" Qing Xuanzi seemed to remember some other things, and a trace of remembrance flashed in his eyes.

"The Nine Swords of the Sword Sect are the powerhouses of the Sword Sect, and they deter the other four major sects, but a thousand years ago, the nine swords of this generation fell apart, and now only the six swords remain in the sect, and the other three are nowhere to be found!

"Who said what happened back then......! It's all bad fate, why mention it again!" Qing Xuanzi did not have the peerless strong bearing of the Sword Sect at this time, but a frustrated person, who was said to be soft in his heart, and the fatigue under the mask of the strong man was revealed in front of this junior.

"Alright...... Uncle Shi, you are the head of the Sword Sect, revealing such a decadent look, but it is not compatible with your identity!" Qian Xue didn't say anything more, turning into a cold sword light and flashing away into the distance, Gangfeng was just a breeze in front of their cultivation.

"Still won't forgive me?What happened at the beginning, alas......" Looking at the cold woman in the distance, a trace of crystal flashed in Qing Xuanzi's eyes, but he was suddenly shattered by the red sword light. Then his eyes looked down at Han Zaixin, who was still practicing swords: "The kid must fight for his strength, the mistake of the Sword Sect at the beginning, I will never allow it to be repeated in your generation......!" Hehe, the Sword Sect has fallen to such a point, is it still immersed in the glory of the past and unwilling to wake up? Then let this peerless divine sword wake you up, when the sword edge is on your neck, will you not lower your proud head?"

Qing Xuanzi's body slowly disappeared at this moment, leaving a transparent figure in the air, flashing away in the direction of the main peak, and there was no movement in the Gangfeng layer, as if no one had ever appeared.

Han Zaixin didn't know these secrets in the Sword Sect, at this last moment, according to the truest guidance in his heart, at this moment the long sword was unsheathed and slid along a twisted trajectory, along this sliding trajectory like a spirit snake out of a hole, like a white horse passing through a gap, like an antelope hanging its horns, and like a goshawk fighting in the sky. There are no words to describe the brilliance of this sword at this moment.

Without the slightest warning, the moment Han Zaixin's long sword stabbed out, the long sword directly changed color, and the black mirror-like sword body that was originally made of refined steel was quickly covered with a kind of crimson color, which often turned into a scorching flame, completely contrary to its own material, and the steel actually burned at this moment.

"It's a success!" Han Zai was overjoyed in his heart, but his face became more and more calm, because at this last moment, the more he couldn't shake his heart, and the slightest sloppiness would make this success go to waste.

"Five Elements...... Flame...... The long sword was originally gold, but it turned into fire at this moment! This ......" Han Zai's heart was full of various thoughts, and a flash of spiritual light flashed in his mind, and endless starlight-like points of light were lit up at this moment, at this time, he knew the soul in the sea, and Han Zaixin, who was like a substance, gently raised his hand, and a little bit of starlight was sprinkled out of his hand.

Han Zaixin's sea of knowledge turned into a star in the sky at this time, and a little bit of light was like a sky full of stars, flickering and passing through the bright fires. The constant collision constantly stimulated a flash of inspiration in Han Zaixin's mind.

"That's right, it's that trajectory, it's the exclusive trajectory of the flames between heaven and earth, if anything coincides with its trajectory, then it will turn into flames!" This ......" This thought flashed through Han Zai's mind, and suddenly a monstrous wave flooded in his heart: This seems to be the will of heaven and earth!

All kinds of things between heaven and earth have their own spirit contained in them, and being comprehended by others has achieved the true meaning of martial arts in people's mouths: using a knife is the sword intent, making the sword is the sword intent, and if you use the Zhanger spear, it is the gun intent.

"I actually comprehended the sword intent?" Han Zaixin opened his mouth wide!