"Wu that madman, do you know that this place is the place where I and the young master of the Luo family became attached, so An dare to trespass?"
Although Bodhi saw this Taoist priest as insane, his martial arts were truly extraordinary, and his injuries had not yet healed. But he is willful and arrogant by nature, and when his spirit reaches his peak, even the king of heaven dares to fight. laughed out loud.
"Bodhi trespassed in the other courtyard of the Luo family, and he has lost his etiquette. I don't know how the immortal master is going to teach me, a mortal. Please mark it down."
His answer was exactly the same as Ming Feizhen had predicted, and the scumbag's heart really did.
(This person is extremely skilled in martial arts, and it's really not good for you to fight. He doesn't really want to fight, but he's just trapped here by that woman. You disgust him, just let him go by himself)
When it comes to other scumbags, the aspect of this disgusting person is unparalleled.
"Take it slow, God has the virtue of good life. I will tell you a story. A few months ago, Pindao wandered around and remembered that there was an old friend who had not seen him for a long time, so he went to the bank of the South China Sea."
Bodhi was fascinated: "The immortals grow in the South China Sea..."
"I went to the South China Sea and chatted with the Antarctic fairy Weng Mingcha."
Bodhi almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
"Isn't the Immortal Chief just for fun!"
"I didn't just drink tea and chat with him, but also talked about the mortal world will be doomed. This is similar to what I said last time with Lord Land."
"enough!"
Bodhi was in a state of anger and wrath. He came here with a purpose, and now he has already delayed a lot of effort. What a waste of time listening to him say such nonsense!
"Pretend to be a ghost, and catch this move!" His fists swung open, the air flowed like two gusts of wind, and his man rushed over like a red-eyed bull.
(What about this, this, this?)
Facing the looters of weapons that came over, the scumbag suddenly felt that his whole body was filled with true qi, and his limbs moved on their own. He gently stroked the body of the cuckoo sword, and suddenly flicked his finger, and a shocking dragon roar burst out of the sky, shocking people's hearts. Bodhi couldn't help but sink a little.
Zha Xian pulled up with his sword, and slashed out with one sword.
When the sword was split, the two were still about ten feet apart, which was already the distance of a hidden weapon.
But Zha Xian slashed out this sword, and instantly a powerful and unparalleled sword energy rushed out from the tip of the sword like a torrent. It's amazing! Not only is the speed amazing, the strength is strong, but even the 'amount' of sword energy is unprecedentedly huge. If the sword qi that Bodhi had seen was a lethal trickle, then the sword of Zha Xian was a waterfall falling from the mountains.
Others are like being washed by a waterfall, the momentum of the forward rush is completely offset by the momentum of the sword qi, and the whole person is unstable and unable to maintain a standing posture. Ghost nerves are accustomed to borrowing power, and only a little bit of available power can be used for their own use. Even standing on the tree sideways, with his body stretched straight and facing the ground, is not difficult for him. Even on the mirror-smooth cliffs, he can still walk on the ground. As long as the force is available, he can make his legs stand upright on the ground as if they are rooted.
But under this sword energy wash, he took seven or eight steps backwards in a row before he was able to calm down in his dantian and reluctantly stabilize his body.
"You, you are not swordsmanship, you are sorcery!!"
Not only Bodhi, but Luo Siming, Hanmei Mingjian, Yu Feiyuan and others all widened their eyes. Because the sword of the scumbag really subverted the current swordsmen's understanding of the word kendo.
The realm of the sword is actually not much different from the four extremes that the warriors call it.
The four realms of a martial artist are: condensing the void, breaking the void, forming objects, and supernatural powers, which are similar to the four realms of the swordsman, and all have patterns to follow.
The swordsman casts the sword qi to give birth to the sword light, and the sword light gathers together to form the qi sword. At this point, the physical cultivation has ended. Although swordsmanship is becoming more and more proficient and inner strength is getting deeper and deeper, the breakthrough in realm is impossible. Then it is time to cultivate the mind. Different schools and schools have their own opinions on the cultivation of the mind. For example, Shaolin's method is to cultivate incessantly, for decades, as one day, until the moment of perfection of merit and virtue, and to step into the realm of sword intent. At this point, the cultivation of swordsmanship has come close.
However, before Jianmang, sword qi was the foundation of every swordsman. When he started to cultivate his inner strength, there would be a corresponding internal force in the frontier world, and after running for a week, it would be stored as sword qi. Like the true qi of a warrior, sword qi is also an indispensable part of breaking through the realm.
Therefore, sword qi can be said to be the foundation of kendo, symbolizing the beginning of the unity of inside and outside. And once it reaches the heat, it will naturally be able to temper the sword glow of a higher realm. Jianmang's lethality and sword qi are simply incomparable. If the qi of the sword is the wind, the light of the sword is the blade. No matter how strong the wind blows, it can't hurt people, but with a blade in hand, it is a scene of blood and blood.
Bodhi secretly hated the Tao.
This scumbag who didn't know where to fight, his speech was messy, and his swordsmanship was messed up by his grandmother's nineties.
From the way he holds the sword and the way he carries the sword, he knows that this person has never even reached the realm of Jianmang. Even if he can use a complete set of swordsmanship, he has to hold a doubtful attitude.
However, the sword energy emitted is unparalleled, as straight as endless and as deep as the sea. Moreover, once the sword energy is released, it can blow him a long distance. This kind of battle experience Bodhi has more than a thousand battles in his life, but he has never encountered it once.
Bodhi seemed to be caught in the raging wind, the wind was invisible and could not hurt himself, but his limbs and bones were crushed and unable to move.
Even the flesh on his face seemed to be dented by the blow, Bodhi shouted.
"What kind of swordsmanship are you using?"
The scum immortal took a lot of time to tidy up, and several swords slashed past, blowing Bodhi
"The madman's eyes are shallow, and he doesn't know that I am true... Elephant sword. There is a saying in the sword: Elephant ~ Elephant ~ Why is your trunk so long~"
(Brother! Is this really a sword trick?! I haven't read the book, so don't fool me!)
Mingfei is really troubled: in a hurry, this is the sword art I can think of.
The so-called unreliable and irresponsible can achieve something ridiculous, and now it is a living and bloody example.
Luckily, Luo Siming still took out a pen and paper from somewhere, trying desperately to memorize the sword art, but halfway through the memorization, he was stunned on the spot, 'Elephant ~ Elephant ~ your nose'... What kind of ghost sword art is this! ? The rest of the Hanmei Swords were embarrassed. Only Yu Feiyuan pointed out kindly: "Behind the nose is 'why is it so long'."
She remembers it well, and she deserves to be the martial arts instructor hand-picked by Sect Master Zi.
Bodhi is even more suffocating.
-What Elephant Sword, it's clearly a Mad Dog Sword! It's so entangled, it won't let go when it bites.
But Bodhi couldn't think of any way.
He had never seen such a thick form, and he could even emerge more than ten feet out of his body with undiminished power, and even overwhelm the opponent's sword qi.
If this person's swordsmanship is higher, he can temper this sword qi into a sword glow, a qi sword, or even use it with sword intent... I'm afraid that the first sword will be able to smash his protective qi into pieces. situation is also precarious.
However, when he followed this sword qi, he suddenly felt strange in his heart, this sword qi seemed to be somewhat familiar. He began to think back, as if he had seen the inner force in the middle. With a clever touch, I actually found that some of the internal forces were exactly the same as Yu Feiyuan's move just now.
"It turns out that the husband of Yudai's head is this scumbag. Ha, I said why you are so pity and cherish jade."
Everyone else was shocked, but Yu Feiyuan frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense, my husband is from Daluo Mountain, and his surname Ming is called Feizhen!"
Chapter 65 Zhan Yanchen · There are immortals in the mortal world (5)
Yu Feiyuan put down her words handsomely, which caused a lot of feedback.
Luo Siming muttered while holding his chin.
"Ming Feizhen... This name sounds familiar, I don't know when I heard it."
The other three swords also echoed: "It is indeed a bit familiar."
"No way! "
No one expected that the person who was most surprised was the old man Zha Xian. Zha Xian was so surprised that he even stopped his hands, and the sword qi that was flowing like a waterfall suddenly dissipated.
(Brother, the person she just said sounds familiar
(...I'll go buy an elbow, wait for me to come back.)