Yang Jin is known as the "Knife King", and one of the big reasons is the artistic conception of his sword.
There are countless kinds of artistic conception of swords, but Yang Jin's is more domineering, it is "the blade of the emperor", and has the air of the emperor.
After receiving the true biography of "The Taoism of Ten Thousand Emperors" in the Shangqing Palace, Yang Jin had a deeper understanding of the Tao of Emperors.
And this penance has also allowed him to complete an upgrade of the artistic conception of the sword.
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Qiang Qiang...
The entire Emperor Xuanzong was shocked by countless swords.
Among the disciples onlookers, some who practiced the sword technique, all trembled in their hearts, and they were actually a little surrendered.
"The emperor of the sword is really a rare artistic conception!"
On the supervising battle platform, many elders are all in front of them.
Feeling this huge artistic conception of the emperor, it was Qin Feng who was slightly moved.
In the void, Yang Jin's golden core was violently rotating, and countless sword auras and sword intents hovered around the golden core, forming a gale knife formation.
As the sword energy continued to condense, the sword array became larger and larger, quickly covering the entire battle platform.
boom…
On Qin Feng, the five-color ball of light fluctuated violently, and a huge sword intent struck.
At the next moment, he seemed to step into another area.
This area is an endless battlefield, with bones like mountains and blood flowing into disaster.
Countless soldiers wearing black armor, holding long knives, and slaying red eyes flooded Qin Feng like a tide.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
…
The terrifying roar shook the heaven and the earth, and made the heart and soul split.
despair! helpless!
This is this area of killing, giving people the most intuitive feeling.
If you encounter such a scene in general, I am afraid it would have been scared long ago, but Qin Feng turned out to be indifferent, and Gu Jing was not waved.
"In my killing battlefield, I can't even change my face, this kid is a little bit courageous."
Seeing this scene, Yang Jin was also surprised.
"However, even if you are still calm now, when you really fight, your will will be wiped out a little bit by day and night. Watching death approaching is the real despair."
Yang Jin sneered.
Under his control, this black and oppressive army rushed towards Qin Feng.
"Want to test my will?"
Qin Feng shook his head and smiled.
He holds a spear in his hand and stands upright, and still you are in the stormy sea, I am still like a mountain.
"kill!"
Qin Fengfeng shouted.
Huh!
He was like a shooting star, piercing directly into the black army.
Thousands of troops and horses struck, but their faces remained unchanged.
How can this courage and this will be imaginable by ordinary people
Booming...
In the dark tide, blood was flying, and people kept falling.
Roar…
On the killing battlefield, there was a roar from Dragon Yin.
"what happened?"
Yang Jin's heart moved.
On the Supervisory Platform, the Sovereign, Fu and Shou elders, and many elders were slightly surprised, as if they saw something mysterious.
In the dark tide-like army, a phantom dragon appeared, turning the river and the sea into the sea.
Under this dragon power, large-scale war soldiers turned into powder.
The spear is like a dragon, and the enemy is like a mountain!
This is also a kind of artistic conception, the artistic conception of a gun that Qin Feng has tempered in his previous life.
"How can it be?"
Yang Jin was shocked and exclaimed again and again.
He didn't expect that Qin Feng had actually reached the same realm, no, to be more precise, it was a realm more advanced than him.
Qin Feng in the previous life, pacified the Demon Realm, annihilated the demons, and fought the world with one shot per person.
Thousands of troops
Can an army of thousands of horses be compared with an army of monsters
Wanting to scare Qin Feng with this kind of aura is simply a dream.
"Lord drunk lying in the battlefield, there are a few people who have fought back in ancient times! Happy, it's been a long time since I've been slaughtered like this, hahaha..."
Qin Feng laughed wildly, the more he fought, the more courage he got.
Bang bang bang...
Pieces of war soldiers continued to collapse, and the black and heavy army, as if the tide was ebb, quickly disappeared.
The soldiers who had been stunned by the red eyes were trembling all over, and kept retreating.
"Kill, kill me! Don't go back, kill!"
Yang Jin's face was red and his ears were red, and he drank again and again.
Further, the momentum is like a dragon, take a step back, and the abyss.
As soon as the soldiers retreated, their momentum dissipated.
Although Yang Jin understood the artistic conception of the sword, he could use one domain to evolve this killing battlefield.
It's a pity that his artistic conception was first achieved, and his will is not strong, far incomparable to Qin Feng.
What Qin Feng experienced was something he couldn't imagine in his entire life. This was an inherent difference that could not be compensated at all.
Boom...
With a violent movement, the gale knives broke apart, and the artistic conception collapsed.
Before Qin Feng's eyes, Qingming was restored again.
"Puff..."
At the same time, Yang Jin spit out black blood, his momentum plummeted.
The knife in his hand wailed.
"A duel of will, this kind of scene is rare."
Sect Master nodded and smiled lightly.
"Both little guys are both good at strength. At a young age, being able to comprehend a little power of artistic conception, but it has some sculpted value."
Old Fu touched his white beard, his expression lightly joyful.
"Especially that Qin Feng is able to cultivate his marksmanship to this level, which is really unexpected."
Shou Lao's eyes lit up, and he admired Qin Feng very much.
Whether it's the sword technique or the spear technique, if you want to understand the artistic conception, you must first combine the man with the sword and the man with the spear.
Only when this step is reached first can there be hope of comprehending the artistic conception, which is actually the state of transformation.
Different from the transformation of a certain martial art, the birth of the artistic conception is the transformation of a certain type of martial arts, such as swordsmanship, boxing, swordsmanship, marksmanship... and so on.
Only those who are masters of a certain type of exercise can comprehend the artistic conception.
Just like Yang Jin, who has cultivated thirty-six kinds of sword techniques and integrated their roots into one furnace. This is the master of sword techniques.
Similarly, Qin Feng in his previous life has also practiced hundreds of spear techniques, and he can naturally comprehend the artistic conception of spears.
However, for the average young disciple, it is as difficult as reaching the sky to realize the artistic conception.
Precisely because of this, the suzerain and other talents will recognize this battle.
"Yang Jin, you have a good sword skill, but unfortunately the title of'Sword Emperor' has become a false name."
Qin Feng pointed his spear, and Yang Jin couldn't retreat.
The true emperor of swords, among other things, must be very tough in will, and will never be defeated so easily like Yang Jin.
The title of "Knife King" is indeed a misnomer.
"I surrender… "
Yang Jin struggled, and finally lowered his head with a wry smile.
He lost his momentum, even if he continued to fight, it would be the result of his own humiliation.
Yang Jin is a very cunning and calm person, not like Liang Wei, knowing that he has no chance of winning, and in the end he made a sneak attack and ended up with a waste of magic power.
"In the second game, Qin Feng beat Yang Jin, and Qin Feng won."
The great elder was excited and announced the result aloud.
"Two wins and two games, and defeated Zhenxi King and Zhennan King. Isn't this crazy?"
"Stepping on the four kings, the three kings are already somersaulting. The next one will not be the white wizard, right?"
Everyone even began to look forward to a battle between Qin Feng and the white wizard Hong Tianyang.