clatter!
Su Yun took a deep breath, turned the Shenxuan Red Blood Sword gently, pulled out a sword flower, and struck back the long sword like a rubber band. Then the sword edge shook, and several sword auras condensed by Ling Shen's breath left and right. Cut straight to Feng Lingsheng.
Feng Lingsheng tapped the hilt of the sword lightly with his fingers, retracted the sword, then stabbed the ground with the sword, flicked his arm, clatter! A wall of air composed of the wind's breath appeared. The sword air hit the wall and was directly absorbed by it. Then he swung the sword again, and the sword swallowed the wall of air like a big mouth. The halo on the sword became more intense. .
What a weird sword! Not only can it be stretched and shortened, but it can also recycle the released spiritual energy. If this is the case, the consumption of spiritual energy in his body will be very low, and he will lose in a protracted battle!
"Don't be scared by my sword!" Feng Lingsheng showed a proud smile and waved his hand again. The sword flew out like a rubber band and stabbed Su Yun, but at the moment when the sword edge was about to approach Su Yun , the sword suddenly split into two halves, one from the left and the other from the right to attack.
It can still split!
Ordinary people would have been blinded by the weird moves of such a weird sword, but when the sword split, Su Yun fiercely waved his arms, shaking the split sword left and right.
Clang!
The Shenxuan Red Blood Sword flew to one side, but the other side was even more strange. Su Yun's left hand clearly held nothing, but it shook the other side of the sword away from the air.
Feng Lingsheng's pupils were slightly startled: "Is it an invisible sword?"
Whoosh!
Su Yun rushed over, holding Chang Xiao in one hand and Shenxuan Chixue in the other, but in the eyes of others, he only held a sword.
"Interesting!" Feng Lingsheng recovered, and the split sword returned to its original shape. His fingers moved slightly, and his eyes flashed with a golden light. When the opponent rushed towards him, he suddenly threw up the aqua blue sword, fiercely And stabbed at the opponent violently.
Not a single sword move was a feint.
The sword's edge strikes crazily at the head, neck, heart, tendons and main energy channels at the wrist.
He showed no mercy. In his opinion, it was an insult to the sword wielder for the two of them to hold back their hands when fighting with each other.
Feng Lingsheng's sword was incredibly fast. Calculating it carefully, he actually fired more than three hundred swords in one second!
What frequency should this be
but! What made people even more stunned was that Su Yun actually blocked them all.
His two arms were spinning crazily like windmills, and the two swords were going back and forth alternately. The sword energy was wildly raging between the two of them, and the clanging sound was even denser than firecrackers!
"Oh, the sword is fast enough and the eye is accurate enough! But your sword intention is weak!"
At this time, Feng Lingsheng suddenly let out a chuckle, and then his eyes sank, and an unprecedentedly powerful sword intent overflowed from his body!
Bada.
The spiritual profound energy in Su Yun's body was suppressed at this moment. The profound energy was blocked, and the swords in his hands immediately sank three points.
Whoosh!
Feng Lingsheng showed a smile of success and raised his sword.
However, what surprised Feng Lingsheng was that at this moment, Su Yun let go of the Shenxuan Red Blood Sword in his hand, and actually held the other invisible sword in both hands, stabbing Feng Ling with all his strength.
Whoosh!
The sword energy spreads out.
The two swords stopped.
Feng Lingsheng and Su Yun stood still. Feng Lingsheng held up the aqua blue sword with one hand, and the sword tip touched Su Yun's chin.
But the long Xiaojian held by Su Yun in both hands was also pressed tightly against Feng Lingsheng's heart. The edge of the sword pressed against his sword uniform. Although the sword was invisible, Feng Lingsheng could feel the existence of the sword.
"Oh? I used my sword intention to suppress your spiritual aura, making it impossible for you to control the sword with your aura. The sword swing speed was slowed down by 30%. So you just abandoned one sword and concentrated on maintaining the attack speed of the other sword? … There are some tricks, not bad!”
Feng Lingsheng put down his sword and smiled: "Qiao, your sword skills surprised me. This fight was so enjoyable, so enjoyable, hahahaha."
"Accepted!"
Su Yun exhaled, put the sword back, and said with a slight breath.
Although the two were tied, Su Yun was panting, but Feng Lingsheng didn't change his expression, which was enough to show that he had not used all his strength.
"Your speed and accuracy are very strong. If you continue to practice, you will definitely be able to achieve something in the way of swordsmanship, but your swordsmanship still needs to continue to be trained!"
"Sword Intention?" There is indeed relatively little training in this area. Usually, I only focus on the training of cultivation, or the practice of sword techniques.
"Don't underestimate sword intention, it is the original power of a swordsman! Just like the intimidating force that a tiger exudes when it hunts prey! When you are fighting with someone, if your sword intention is sufficient, you can take the lead in suppressing the opponent's spiritual aura. Make the other party fearful and completely lose the idea of being your enemy! The powerful sword intention can even kill the opponent silently! Cunning, your understanding of the sword intention is still too superficial!"
Feng Lingsheng smiled.
"Then... how to cultivate a powerful sword intention?" Su Yun asked hurriedly. In the past, the method of practicing sword intention was simply to learn the sword. It was a completely self-taught practice. Not to mention that the practice was not effective, just Even Su Yun himself felt extremely strenuous.
"The method is very simple, practice the sword more and feel the sword more!"
"Don't be too esoteric."
"Okay, let me put it bluntly!" Feng Lingsheng raised the sword in his hand, placed the blade flat in front of his eyes, and said with a smile: "Did you see it?"
"What?"
"My sword!"
Su Yun looked around, only to see that the sword was ordinary and had nothing on it.
"What is sword intention? It is the artistic conception of the sword! Qiao, what do you think of the sword when you use it? A friend? An enemy? A killing tool? Or a life-saving straw? These are all the artistic conception of the sword! You use it When you treat it as a friend, the power it exerts is a kind of sword intention; when you treat it as an enemy, the power it exerts is another kind! The strength of the sword depends on you, this is the artistic conception!" Feng Lingsheng said with a sword. With a wave, a faint light bloomed on the sword, and he smiled: "And I... neither regard this sword as an enemy nor a friend! I... always regard it as myself!"
"As myself?"
"Is there anyone in this world who is more free to do whatever he wants than me?" Feng Lingsheng asked with a smile.
Su Yun was silent.
He lowered his head and meditated, digesting Feng Lingsheng's words. Although they were just a few simple sentences, they seemed to have opened a door for him that he had never noticed before.
He sat on the ground thoughtfully, motionless, staring at the ground as if in trance.
oh? Can you understand it with just a few words? It seems that this person's understanding of swords is not weak... his talent must be very high.
Feng Lingsheng stared at Su Yun for a moment, and then called out: "Ciao, Master Ciao!"
"Huh?" Su Yun woke up suddenly, came back to his senses and looked at him in surprise.
"I don't want to disturb your sword mastery, but before that, can you answer a few questions for me?" Feng Lingsheng put his face close to Su Yun's mask, looked into his eyes and asked with a smile.
"It just so happens that I also have a few questions to ask you! But you go ahead and tell me."
"Oh, it's not anything else. I just want to ask, how did you learn Lingshen's aura?" Feng Lingsheng said.
When Su Yun heard this, his expression darkened a bit.
"Isn't it convenient to say it? If it's not convenient, you don't have to answer."
"It was taught to me by an old man, but he only had a spirit body left, and because of something, his spirit body disappeared. I am looking for a way to resurrect him."
"Well... I'm sorry..." Feng Lingsheng seemed to have guessed something.
"By the way, Lord Feng, how do you know Lingshen's aura?" Su Yun asked hurriedly.
"Oh, I have fought against people with Lingshen's aura before." Feng Lingsheng said with a smile.
When Su Yun heard this, his heart started to beat wildly: "Is this happening? Who have you fought with?"
"That happened a long time ago. I don't know who he is, but he was a very powerful being. He must have at least the cultivation level of Lingxuan Lord..."
"Lingxuanzun? How can you, a fourth-level Lingxuanyang, compete with an existence at the level of Lingxuanzun?" Su Yun was slightly stunned.
Feng Lingsheng smiled but said nothing, but a fleeting silence flashed across his narrow eyes under his bangs.
Could it be that what Feng Lingsheng said was true? But his cultivation level... is absolutely impossible for him to be a match for Lingxuan Lord? Or is it that he used to be a very powerful person, but was later knocked down and became a fourth-level Ling Xuanyang
"So, Lord Feng, do you know where the place where you fought with that man is?" Su Yun asked again.
Lingshen's aura is the unique aura of the Wuji Sword Sect. Feng Lingsheng must be fighting with the Wuji Sword Sect's people. After asking, maybe he can find out something about the Wuji Sword Sect's whereabouts.
"I know, it's in Tianshen Mountain!" Feng Lingsheng said with a harmless smile.
"Tian Shen Mountain?"
Su Yun's pupils swelled slightly, suppressing the excitement in his heart, he asked urgently in a low voice: "Then do you know where Tianshen Mountain is?"
"I know, huh, what? You also know about Tianshen Mountain?"
"I've heard of it... but I don't know where it is."
"Tian Shen Mountain was just its previous name, and many people have never heard of it, but its current name, which many people must have heard of, is the Dragon Prison Canyon."
"Prisoner Dragon Canyon?"
"Yes! According to legend, for more than a thousand years, an evil dragon caused chaos in Tianshen Mountain. A peerless strong man killed the evil dragon on Tianshen Mountain. The strong man held a peerless divine sword and cut the mountain in half with one sword. The abyss, and then buried the evil dragon in the abyss, so Tianshen Mountain was renamed Dragon Prison Canyon."
When Su Yun heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't know about Tianshen Mountain, but he knew the way to Qiulong Canyon.
Once the Tianwei Sect incident is over, we will go look for the Wuji Sword Sect.
"It's getting late, I should leave!"
Su Yun stood up and refused to stay here any longer.
"When will you come again?" Feng Lingsheng asked with a smile.
"Let's talk about it later."
"Ciao, although I am only at the fourth level of Ling Xuanyang, my sword skills are definitely more than that. If you come here to spar with me every day, maybe I can teach you something, are you willing?"
"oh?"
Su Yun glanced at Feng Lingsheng, but did not respond directly. He turned his head and thought for a moment, then waved and left...
Feng Lingsheng looked at the departing figure with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
"The inheritor of Lingshen's breath... I really hope I can fight that strong man again..."