As Zhang Sanfeng gently pulled the sword with a solemn expression, as the blade of the sword slowly moved in a circular arc, a set of swordsmanship had been displayed.

I saw that after Zhang Sanfeng's set of swordsmanship was unfolded at this time, it was almost as endless as the Yangtze River, and the moves were round, which seemed to be not strong, but there was a hint of imperceptible edge in it.

If it was someone who didn't have enough cultivation to watch, then it would be impossible to say that the interest in watching it would be unreasonable or even yawn, after all, the swordsmanship performed by Zhang Sanfeng not only looked soft on the surface, but also was loose and sloppy, as if it could be defeated casually under the confusion.

And if you look closely, you can see that the swordsmanship performed by this Sanfeng does not have the slightest sword move at all, and it is completely arbitrary, as if a reckless man is drawing a circle randomly.

However, this set of swordsmanship fell in Xiaolong's eyes, but it made him stand in place as if he had been struck by lightning, but there was no other thought in his mind, but all he saw and thought was the set of incomparably mysterious swordsmanship in front of him.

With this round sword technique almost imprinted in his mind, Xiaolong felt in a trance that he was back in the deep pool in the desert island again, and the swirling whirlpool around him was completely wrapped in it again.

Although Xiaolong realized the mystery of it by chance after he strayed into the deep pool, and even created a set of powerful martial arts, he must know the mystery contained in this wonder of heaven and earth. It's not so simple to figure out at all, and the subtleties in it are completely disorganized, so if you want to fully comprehend it, even with Xiaolong's understanding, I'm afraid it will take ten or twenty years.

However, now the swordsmanship performed by Zhang Sanfeng is like a pair of hands, opening a closed window for Xiaolong, allowing Xiaolong to find a trace of light in the darkness that was originally untraceable.

As Xiao Long continued to confirm this sword technique and the whirlpool in his mind, he found a trace of mystery in a trance that he had never thought of at the beginning, and a number of completely novel realizations. made him involuntarily begin to gradually indulge in it.

Almost without warning. Xiaolong couldn't help but swing away in front of that Zhang Sanfeng, and continued to unleash it with his moves.

I saw that the moves that Xiaolong was using at this time could be said to be extremely weird, neither fist nor palm, neither sword nor sword. I'm afraid any martial arts master is standing here. It is impossible to see the origin of his martial arts at this time. But the only thing that is certain is. The martial arts he was using at this time were constantly drawing circles between each move and each style, although it looked completely different from that Sanfeng's swordsmanship on the surface. But in the faint sense, it gives people a sense of continuity.

Gradually, you can clearly feel a trace of spiral force that continues to rotate and gradually generate around the little dragon's body, although it seems to be extremely soft, but there is a faint strong toughness contained in it, and as this force becomes more and more obvious, you can even hear the faint sound of running water coming out continuously.

Seeing that Xiaolong was almost completely trapped in meditation at this time, Zhang Sanfeng gradually stopped his swordsmanship, and looked at Xiaolong in front of him, but his eyes couldn't help but show appreciation.

But he didn't expect that this little dragon would have such a talent, and he would really get out of his own world just by making a move by himself.

In fact, Zhang Sanfeng's swordsmanship looks ordinary on the surface, but it completely contains his perception of his own martial arts and even the truth of heaven and earth, and has almost reached the level of "Tao".

Because of this, Zhang Sanfeng completely abandoned all the moves, in order to be able to show Xiaolong the purest subtlety, which is much more valuable than any set of exquisite martial arts.

"I don't know how far this son will grow in time?

Full of relief, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but say to himself, his expression was full of satisfaction.

At this time, of course, Xiaolong didn't know what Zhang Sanfeng was thinking, because he was completely immersed in the wonderful realm he had sketched out, and after feeling more and more that the trace of comprehension in his heart could not be fully played, he suddenly beckoned hard, and the Yitian Sword that had been held by Zhang Sanfeng in his hand actually let out a soft groan, as if it was alive, broke free from Zhang Sanfeng's control, and flew to Xiaolong's hand on its own.

This time, Zhang Sanfeng received a lot of surprise in his heart, you must know that with his cultivation at this time, he could be so easily robbed of the sword, it can be said that there is no such thing at all, although there are reasons for his own unpreparedness, but it is obviously not the main thing.

In fact, if you talk about cultivation, Xiaolong can still be said to be inferior to Zhang Sanfeng's accumulation of more than 100 years, and the reason why he was able to snatch the sword from his hand so lightly is because Xiaolong at this time has almost completely fused with the sword spirit in the sword, and under the unity of man and sword, I am afraid that even if the cultivation is far superior to Xiaolong, it will not be able to really take the sword away from him.

For such a reason, even Zhang Sanfeng, who is a generation of grandmasters, is probably very ignorant, so he can't help but be slightly depressed under the shock in his heart, but he is also an open-minded person after all, and he is particularly indifferent to things outside his body, so he was quickly relieved, but his heart became more and more happy for Xiaolong.

Seeing that the Heavenly Sword was held in Xiao Long's hand, almost instantly, a trace of the momentum emanated from his body, as if the sword had completely fused with him at this moment, becoming a part of his body.

Then, I didn't see how the little dragon behaved, the sword walked with him, and the blade of the sword had drawn a series of mysterious circles, or big circles, or small circles, or from top to bottom, or from bottom to top, in short, almost every move in this sword technique contained the arc, which looked incomparably soft and not strong, but it contained a sharp edge that made people can't help but palpitate.

"Broken!"

Seeing that the sword momentum has reached perfection, with Xiaolong's angry shout, the sword in his hand finally came out of his hand at this moment, and under this move, the edge that had been brewing and deeply hidden finally broke out, making this style can be said to be fierce to the extreme, and there is a trace of sharp spiral force on the sword blade, and under the continuous operation, a trace of water can be faintly heard.

"Good!"

Rao is Zhang Sanfeng is also a generation of grandmasters, but seeing the power contained in Xiaolong's sword, he couldn't help but shout hello, seeing that this sword was issued, a thick pine not far away was cut off at the waist in an instant and then fell to the ground with a bang, but he couldn't help but nod vigorously.

Soft can not be long, rigid is easy to break, solitary yin and lonely yang is not necessarily the right way, and yin and yang and rigidity and softness can achieve perfection, such a truth can be said to be known to everyone, but it is not so simple to really do it, and there are even fewer people who can really reach this point.

And that Zhang Sanfeng watched Xiaolong perform his swordsmanship just now, although it seemed to be soft and weak, but the trace of edge in it was constantly contained, and Zuihou's sword was almost completely the fierceness that had been brewed one by one, and it had really reached the point of combining rigidity and softness, although it was limited to Xiaolong's experience at this time and it still seemed a little jerky between the changes of rigidity and softness, but it was much stronger than the countless masters in the world.

I didn't expect that I could make Xiaolong reach such a point just by dialing, but this made Zhang Sanfeng's heart more and more relieved, and immediately saw Xiaolong's sword finally regain his calm, but he didn't speak immediately, just looked at each other quietly with a smile, waiting for Xiaolong to wake up from that mysterious comprehension.

After retracting the sword, Xiaolong was still immersed in the mysterious situation of Fang Cai and couldn't extricate himself, until a long time later, Xiaolong woke up from his meditation, with a flash of light flashing from his eyes, Xiaolong's eyes returned to their original roundness again, seeing that Zhang Sanfeng on the side was looking at himself with a smile, he immediately didn't care about anything else, and directly stepped forward and bowed to the other party.

"Thank you seniors for success!"

The reason why Xiaolong is so grateful to the other party in his heart is because this time the other party is obviously teaching him all his martial arts insights over the years, and this is more precious than teaching any mysterious martial arts, and for the other party to be so unreserved, what Xiaolong can do is only sincerely thank the other party.

After calmly accepting Xiaolong's salute, Zhang Sanfeng smiled freely, and said indifferently after supporting the other party.

"I don't need to thank anything, the original Dao Zhizhi is that everyone can understand, not the private property of any household, and I just take out my feelings to share with you, but it's not a big deal!" (To be continued......)