Chapter 492: The Heart of the Wind Dancing Lightly

Unable to feel the sword with his eyesight and divine sense, he was left with the sensitivity of the sword art to the way of the sword.

As soon as the sword comes out, everything in the world can be played, and the effect on the sword is particularly obvious.

The bright light that crossed like a comet appeared in his mind again, and the surrounding area was pitch black, except for the dazzling sword light.

Gradually, Lin Yi's eyes glowed with a silver glow, sprinkled on the black sheath long sword.

Broken Silver Eyes have appeared!

Although the delusional silver eyes are powerful, Lin Yi has always been puzzled as to why they appeared.

At this moment, Lin Yi felt something in his heart, and for the first time, he had an inexplicable wonderful feeling.

The ability to defy the heavens like the delusional silver eyes seems to have been brought to him by the art of sword fighting.

Lin Yi once decomposed two abilities in the art of sword play, one is to distinguish between reality and reality, and see through flaws, and the other is to control everything in the world.

But every time Lin Yi fights, he will actually unconsciously use another terrifying ability of sword art.

But Lin Yi has never really analyzed it.

That's a powerful layout of 'chess-like games'.

This requires a strong sensitivity to chess games and battle situations and a strong ability to analyze and deduce, and the effect of breaking the delusion is to see many complex and mysterious things more transparently and clearly.

In a certain sense, this is actually the embodiment of the analytical and deductive ability of the art of sword fighting.

Dismantling the complex and mysterious Tao into countless small, easy-to-understand lines, so that the mysterious Tao gradually reveals its true nature and becomes gradually clear.

If it is said that the skill of sword fighting brought Lin Yi to break the delusion and silver eyes, then this ability is too terrifying!

In other words, the sword art is even more powerful than Lin Yi originally imagined!

In the land of gods and demons, the delusional silver eyes opened, and Lin Yi fell into a realm far beyond the combination of heaven and man, it seemed that at this moment, Lin Yi was already above the way of heaven!

It is precisely like this, Lin Yi's heart is unhindered, there is no emotion, he falls into a state of emptiness and nothingness, his heart is silent, and only an instinctive consciousness is left, survival!

Therefore, even in the environment where the land of gods and demons is densely packed with spatial cracks, Lin Yi can come and go freely, his silver eyes are everywhere, and he feels a sense of crisis and dodges in advance.

This is also the sincere way that Baijia Jinglun has mentioned, which can be known in advance.

Flickering, although you can't hear it, you can avoid it!

If when fighting against people again, the delusional silver eyes appear, Lin Yi may be able to do more than just skip the level and kill, maybe he will burst out with more terrifying combat power!

Although the delusional silver eyes are not controlled by Lin Yi, this is a hidden means for him.

No one knows when this ability will appear, and Lin Yi doesn't know.

But Lin Yi knows that every time his delusional silver eyes flash, it is a rare opportunity for him, and if he controls it well, he will definitely gain a lot!

This time, when Lin Yi didn't know how to attack the sword of the white-clothed swordsman, that familiar silver glow spread all over his eyes.

This is Lin Yi's chance!

The sword of the white-clothed swordsman, under the illumination of the delusional silver eyes, was broken down into countless steps and details just the moment the sword was released, which was clearly reflected in Lin Yi's mind.

How to hold the sword, how to make the sword, the angle of the sword, the speed, the direction of the sword, and the direction of the sword, all become clear and clear.

This is the result of continuous analysis and deduction.

This process was extremely draining of mental energy, and Lin Yi's Yuan Shen power was quickly reduced.

This sword had just been broken down by Lin Yi by one-tenth, and there was a heart-devouring pain in the Yuan Shen.

This is the expression of the overwhelmed spirit and the exhaustion of the power of the original god.

Lin Yi snorted, sobering up from the state of broken silver eyes, and the silver glow in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Lin Yi suddenly found that in just a few breaths, his half-step Yuan Infant's Yuan Shen power was actually consumed.

The sword of this white-clothed swordsman, under the illumination of the delusional silver eyes, was only cracked by one-tenth of Cheng DΓΉ.

Back then, in the Seven Killings Sect, Lin Yi comprehended the art of transformation in the state of silver eyes, and he could maintain it for nearly half a day.

But the sword of the white-clothed swordsman consumed all the power of the primordial god in a few breaths!

"What a terrifying sword!" Lin Yi was shocked in his heart.

At this moment, Feng Qingwu returned to the room and had just laid down, but faintly felt as if some kind of vast and mysterious avenue had erupted, right in her courtyard, but disappeared after a few breaths.

With the cultivation of the wind and light dance, I still don't feel it really, and I can't understand the meaning of this avenue fluctuation.

When the Seven Killing Star Monarch and the Broken Army Star Monarch first felt Lin Yi's ability to break the delusional silver eyes, they were all shocked and changed color, and it was categorically determined that the existence of this Dao method must be extremely high in the Three Thousand Great Dao.

Feng Qingwu frowned slightly, got up and came to the door, and looked at Lin Yi who was sitting on the stone.

I saw that the young man who was dumbfounded was swinging the long sword with his scabbard, but his movements were extremely clumsy, even extremely slow.

Out of the sword, swing the sword, a very simple move.

But every time this person draws out his sword, he is cautious, constantly changing the angle, and it seems that he can't make a single mistake in the slightest.

Feng Qingwu frowned slightly, and secretly wondered in his heart: "This Qi Condensing Cultivator is really stupid, how can such a slow sword technique kill people, in other words, why bother to stick to the details of the moves, it is better to focus on improving the cultivation." ”

Feng Qingwu was about to give a warning, but when he saw Lin Yi's side face, the words were stuck in his throat and he didn't say it.

The slightly simple side face and focused eyes made the wind dance slightly moved.

Such a non-lethal swordsmanship, but this person is so focused and so seriously studied, it would have been a ridiculous scene, but Feng Qingwu couldn't laugh.

Feng Qingwu suddenly felt that the man in front of him seemed to be a little silly and cute.

Although Feng Qingwu looks like he is only in his twenties, he has lived for more than a hundred years, looking at Lin Yi's gaze, there is always a feeling that the seniors treat the juniors.

The first time I saw Lin Yi, a trace of goodwill surged in the heart of the wind and dance, it had nothing to do with the love between men and women, but I felt that there was a familiar aura on this man's body.

Later, she knew that it was the breath of the Flood Desolate Continent.

This is her people.

For more than fifty years, Feng Qingwu saw her people again, and at that moment, the softest place in her heart was touched, and she almost shed tears.

No one can understand how much pressure and loneliness she has endured for so many years, and how much bitterness and grievances she has endured.

For more than 50 years, Feng Qingwu has been isolated and helpless on Xiandao, wandering alone, enduring humiliation and burden, and there is a danger of exposing his identity and being killed at any time.

Even when he first came to Xiandao, Feng Qingwu was afraid of being recognized, so he did not hesitate to disfigure himself until now.

This courage, if you are another woman, who can withstand it, and who can treat yourself so ruthlessly?

Feng Qingwu used to be on the Flood Desolate Continent, and she was also a peerless woman, with countless suitors, but who would have thought that she would be reduced to this now.

But Feng Qingwu has an obsession, that is, one day, she will return to the flood wilderness, to the familiar land that belongs to her.