After calming down, Zhao Yanran recalled it carefully and finally confirmed that Zong Shou's sword strike was actually far from reaching the level of the sword's intention.
However, when I recall his figure, sword skills, steps, and even every smallest movement, I immediately feel a unique "rhyme" contained in it.
As long as a martial artist can gain a first glimpse of martial arts and master certain essentials of martial arts, then every move and every move he makes can have a unique rhythm.
And Zong Shou's swordsmanship not only has the charm of swordsmanship, but also is pleasing to the eye. It seems that the sword's rhyme, sword power, and sword intention are complete, and it even vaguely reaches the level of 'soul'!
It has not been truly realized, but it does contain a profound, elusive, and extremely powerful martial arts idea!
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yanran looked at Zong Shou again. I didn't realize it before, but now when I look at it, I feel that the figure of this half-demon boy seems a little frail and frail, but in fact he has a heroic spirit inside. He is really tall and tall, and his talent is terrifyingly outstanding.
A murderous desire rose deep in his heart, rising almost irrepressibly. The aura around Zhao Yanran immediately changed. Countless ice particles flutter in the wind. Snowflakes were floating in a hundred feet radius, and the sword in his hand gradually became transparent, as clear as crystal.
The murderous intent that chilled the bones was also firmly locked thirty feet away. She will never allow such a person to live!
Zong Shou also moved slightly, raised his eyelids, and gave her a cold look. Taking half a step back, the long sword tilted slightly to the left, and the whole person's energy also changed, becoming a completely different temperament from before.
Before, it was calm and elegant, but now it is an immovable rock. Under the pressure of this thought, that thin body was as majestic as a mountain.
Zhao Yanran frowned slightly, only to feel that the sword force she was ready to strike was stalled again.
A sentence flashed subconsciously in my mind - defend as strong as a source mountain, attack as swift as a flamingo!
The so-called Source Mountain is the tallest mountain in the Central Cloud Continent, with a height of thirty-four thousand feet. There are forty-nine peaks, which are extremely huge. The Flamingo is the Flamingo of the Western Sea of Clouds. It is a fifth-level monster when it is born. It is famous for its speed. It is invisible to the naked eye when flying and disappears in a flash. It is no different from those of other mythical beasts. Therefore, it is Known as the Flamingo.
The last sword strike in the fight just now was indeed worthy of the victory of the Flamingo. Under her violent attack, he held on for sixty-five swords without retreating even half a step, which can be said to be as strong as a mountain!
However, Zong Shou's defense at that time was far from as impressive as it was now.
A simple action, but it involves a confrontation of martial arts power.
Just like the situation when playing the Netherworld Song of Huangquan before, I had been preparing for a long time, but at the most critical moment, the rhythm was interrupted.
The sword in his hand has clearly not been released yet, but there is a feeling that it is no longer possible.
—And one behind the other, they are actually two completely different martial arts ideas!
At this moment, she was almost certain that Ling Yunlong would definitely regret it in the future, and maybe even beat his chest and stumble over what happened today.
He couldn't help but start to imagine in a bad way, if the master of Lingyun Sect saw this scene, would he directly punch Long Ruo into the Ten Thousand Winds Tower and suppress him for ten or eight years
Looking sideways, he saw that Yin Yang had arrived behind Zong Shou, about twenty feet away. The whole person is like an open bowstring, full of hostility. Zhao Yanran frowned, and the murderous intent in his eyes gradually receded. Then he asked curiously: "Zong Shou, do you know the meaning of the sword?"
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, feeling that the crazy woman in front of him not only had no killing intent, but also had little fighting spirit left. But he still didn't dare to be careless. He just nodded slightly and lied without blinking: "I have heard that there are many records in the classics, but I have never seen it with my own eyes -"
In his previous life, as the Sword Emperor Tan Qiu, one of the seven emperors of the Cloud Realm in the God Emperor game, how could he not have seen Sword Intent
Even in reality, it has been mastered for a long time.
However, in the thirteen years of Zong Shou's experience, it is indeed impossible to see this kind of thing that is exclusive to heavenly warriors.
However, Zhao Yanran only felt a bit astringent in her mouth, and felt that with Zong Shou's background, it was impossible for her to have experienced such advanced martial arts.
But the complex emotions in my heart are even more difficult to describe, and even a little discouraged.
She was able to master the sword intent she dreamed of without seeing it with her own eyes or with anyone's guidance -
Suddenly he withdrew his sword and returned it to its sheath. Zhao Yanran simply threw the two medicine bottles towards Zong Shou.
"Young Master Zong Shou has mastered the art of swordsmanship, and with the flying knife before, he can already use three kinds of sword intent. I can't beat you, this is the bet of the sword fight. I am arrogant. I will use you as the Yuan Fei of the furnace, and I will be beautiful in the future. The chance of survival is probably less than 10%. I just hope that you and I will never see each other again in the future—"
When the medicine bottle was thrown, the slightly frivolous smile returned to Zhao Yanran's face. He took a deep look at Zong Shou, then turned around and left.
It was as if it was gliding on ice, and the swamp water slurry froze wherever it passed. The speed he was running at this moment was actually no less than that of Long Ruo's giant dragon.
Zong Shou was secretly speechless, thinking that he had really underestimated these ancients, but he didn't expect that this ice-type technique could actually be of such use.
However, this Zhao Yanran, even though she was only in the innate realm and full of true energy, was also terrifyingly powerful and thick. It is really a luxury to be able to use it for traveling.
Then he smiled brightly and looked at the medicine bottle in his hand. His previous expert demeanor was gone.
The six pills here are all good things.
The name "Fetal Refining Pill" is ordinary. As the name suggests, it is a pill that can assist in exercising fetal breath. However, only those big sects and big forces can possess it.
And because each prescription is different, the efficacy of the medicine is also different. Qian Tianshan also refines it, but the effect is the worst. According to Xue'er, Zong Weiran had saved nearly forty coins, which was accumulated in Tianshan Mountain for ten years at Sanlu Bank. Unfortunately, it is at the main account and cannot be obtained now.
The Qiling Sect's Fetus Training Pill is a little different. It was called the 'Seven Spirits Pregnant Pill' by the warriors of the Cloud Realm. Not only during internal training, it can also be used to build the foundation. After opening the body channels and entering the level of external training, it also has miraculous effects.
It should be the Seven Spirits Sect, specially prepared for Zhao Yanran. As for the Snow Soul Pill, it is a spiritual pill that is unique to the Seven Spirits Sect and targets the divine soul. Each one can strengthen the soul power and purify the soul sea.
In a sense, the value of these six elixirs is actually not inferior to the three treasures presented by Long Ruo.
If it wasn't for this thing, he would be an idiot to fight that crazy woman alone.
Zhao Yanran's martial arts and spiritual skills are quite extraordinary, and he can be called a hero among people, but why haven't you heard of him in his previous life
Just when he was a little distracted, he suddenly felt Chu Xue walking beside him, saying with an expression of resentment: "This woman has such a strange character, and the Lingyun Sect, she is also trying to gain fame. Then Long Ruo, since he knows that she is a member of the Shao Mo Sect. , why don’t you take action?”
Zong Shou smiled, flicked Chu Xue's forehead with his finger and said: "Be polite when you meet others in the future. Although this woman's methods are cruel, don't scream like a witch. This Seven Spirits Sect is not a real demon sect - "
Seeing Su Chuxue's astonishment, Zong Shou had another headache. Although the Seven Spirits Sect is regarded as a demon by others, it is somewhat different from the real demon. Therefore, Lingyun Sect does not regard it as a real enemy at this moment.
This involves the battles in the ancient era, and Zong Shou himself is a little unclear, only knowing some rough outlines.
PS: I can’t even find the recommended starting point for this week, so I guess it’s going to be a disaster this time. I hope everyone will help clear up wasteland this week. In the new week, don’t fall off the new book list. In addition, regarding book reviews, Kaihuang is currently writing 6,000 words a day. There are still two books being published in Taiwan, and I am also busy with dating and dating. I can only go to the book review section every day to read it, and I really don’t have time to manage it. Let’s wait until we can appoint a deputy moderator after joining V.
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