Back in the cave mansion, sitting alone in the dark stone room, Qin Yan recalled the scene not long ago, and reflected in his heart.

It was indeed in a hurry just now, and although it was made up in time, there were still some traces after all. In the final analysis, it is my own mentality that is not stable enough, and I suddenly appear irritable at a critical time, so that I almost cause a bad situation.

Thinking back to the scene at that time, the dark cold star in the depths of the soul also had a great effect on the generation of his violent mood. It seems that the power that originated from the Immortal Pavilion still can't be used frequently, and this kind of empty and violent spiritual power, after all, also has an impact on one's own mind, and it is very likely to cause backlash, and today's case is a symptom.

He let out a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, and began to sort out in his mind the sword skills he had jotted down from the three books today. The swordsmanship of the Fengyan Kingdom is indeed very different from the style of the Lanhua Kingdom. Compared with the peaceful swordsmanship of the Lanhua warriors, the swordsmen of the Wind Flame Country went to the other extreme, violent and crazy, and fought for their lives. In addition to recording some sword skills, there are also some mysteries about chasing the wind and shadows, describing the sword path believed in by the powerful warriors of the Fengyan Kingdom, most of which are desperate ways to attack and defend without defense. Even some of the top famous factions in Fengyan country have never paid attention to "gentlemanly demeanor" and "convincing people with virtue" like Lan Huaguo, they only believe in swords and blood, and threaten that "the sword will never return", and once they fight, they will never die.

Therefore, it is really difficult to integrate such a domineering and tragic will into the sword path of the Central Plains sects such as Qingweiju.

Qin Yan pondered and meditated, and the riddle in his heart was really difficult to solve. He recalled the essence of swordsmanship that he had seen in the Qingwei Ju Library that day, most of them took the path of neutrality and peace, and their moves were exquisite, like spiders weaving webs, and they drove the enemy to a desperate place without hurrying. The swordsmanship of the Fengyan Kingdom is more rough, opening and closing, focusing on momentum confrontation, and often deciding life and death with one move. The styles of the two are really too far apart. If he wanted to merge them together, he couldn't do it unless he himself had reached the realm of Immovable True Man or Lin Ge Lao.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and shook his head helplessly.

From this point of view, with his ability, he can only practice the sword skills of one faction for the time being, and only after mastering them can he consider the other faction. Although there is reluctance, this is indeed a fact that must be recognized.

So, which school to learn first?

His own sword skill style is more inclined to the side of the Wind Flame Country, it is a fierce sword sharpened from the time of life and death, and the moves reveal a strong taste of blood, and there are not too many exquisite skills and gorgeous postures, if you absorb the essence of the sword skills of the Wind Flame Country, it is likely to go to a higher level, leading to a higher realm.

But after a moment of silence, he resolutely gave up this choice.

The cultivation of the sword path can only be used to weigh the combat power of ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, and for a cultivator like him, before the sword path really reaches the enlightened realm of Dacheng, there is not much improvement in his own combat effectiveness. After all, his real goal in cultivating swordsmanship this time was to use the sword path to promote the advancement of the imperial weapon, and this was the root cause! In order to make the imperial weapon technique reach the seventh level of "impeccable" realm, it was necessary to have more sophisticated skills and more pure sword intent, and in this regard, the long-standing Lanhua Kingdom Sword Dao was much more suitable than the Fengyan Kingdom.

Although the preparation was not as full as expected, however, with the two peerless swordsmanship of the Emperor Extreme Shocking Immortal Sword of Yu Hanyan and the Transformation of the God Sword Dao of Qing Weiju to guide the way, this young master's road to the pass this time should not be very bumpy......

There was no other option but to give it a try.

Qin Yan was dumbfounded for a long time, recalled all the subtle moves he had seen and known, disassembled and combined them, and rehearsed them in his mind.

In his sea of consciousness, countless long swords surrounded him, each of them flirting and slashing in different ways, and the sword qi flew vertically and horizontally, like frost and snow, and perhaps a stunning and dazzling light flashed among them, which was firmly engraved in his soul.

After a long time, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, and a tremor of excitement surged from the depths of his soul, and he almost couldn't help but get out of his mind. He opened his eyes suddenly, his body was like a flash of lightning, and he flew to the deepest part of the cave's practice ground, raised his hand to take out a long sword from the stone wall, and with a wave of his wrist, a snow-bright sword light poured down, blooming a gorgeous frost snow lotus in the air.

After the blow, his figure immediately froze, staring at the remnant of the snow lotus that was gradually dissipating in front of him, and silently shook his head.

'No...... The sword skills comprehended in the consciousness could not fully exert their power due to the limitations of the physical body, but instead exposed many flaws. ’

He stood there for a moment, raised his eyebrows, his eyes burst with an astonishing light, and once again raised his hand and swung his sword. This time it was extremely fast, but it did not show a brilliant brilliance, I saw that the sword qi in his hand was lightly drawn, the blade light of the sword body began to blur, and the entire space vibrated extremely quickly, and everything in front of him seemed to be covered with a layer of black light veil. A moment later, the sword qi suddenly condensed again in the position behind the foot, and the illusory light dissipated, revealing the original form of the silver sword body. The tip of the sword emitted a bitter cold aura, and if it penetrated into the human body, it would definitely bring a painful experience to the other party.

'The speed and power are acceptable, but the accuracy is lacking, and if you start with it, you need to make up for it with complicated follow-ups, which will inevitably outweigh the ......losses.'

He thought about it for a while, and felt that he should give it a try, so he kept this position and began to think about the changes that followed. After two breaths, the snow flashed, easily cutting through the air, making a slight unpleasant sound, waving countless graceful arcs, weaving into a gorgeous net. But in this way, it will lead to more complex changes, which will be difficult to continue for a while.

In fact, no matter how it changes, it is impossible to get rid of the most basic routines, and I have gone so hard to find a difference in the slightest change, is it a bit of a waste of time?'

Thinking like this, he no longer deliberately calculated the changes in his moves, but instead let go of his mind and danced with his divine intuition as the guide.

The cold sword light spread in all directions, and the cave was as cold as the cold winter moon, his figure flickered in the sword qi, wielding arcs as fast as lightning. As the speed of the long sword slashed faster and faster, the light of the sword qi gradually dimmed, and the traces of the blade seemed to be integrated into the wind, and even the sound was covered by the demonic power, unable to bring a trace of the wind, and the power of the tearing wind was fully absorbed in a flash of arc. And he himself moved at an astonishing speed, from the beginning against the wind, to the gradual realization of breaking free from the shackles, as if rushing out of the water back to the shore, completely free from the shackles of the air.

Since the Wusheng Pavilion came out and cultivated to the Great Advancement, he had not tried the limit of his speed, and at this moment, he exerted the extreme speed that shocked him, and he still felt that his body still had spare strength. He was secretly glad that those five days of hellish torture had made him gain something after all, and from then on, at least in terms of body speed, it was no longer a shackle that constrained his cultivation.