The sword is the devil

Chapter 659 Showdown 4 [Happy Holidays]

While the real fire was burning, the flying sword roared out.

Tang Yan was a little surprised at this moment, because he didn't burn anything himself!
Feijian is weird!
I made a judgment right away, so how could a sword repairer who had deflated at least two Wumen Jindans have this little ability?
He wasn't disappointed, beheading without difficulty would not achieve the purpose of tempering himself, and he was looking forward to this evenly matched battle.

Before the flying sword slashed down, it was purposeful to clean up the dharma body again; because the dharma body can most accurately ascertain the secrets on the opponent's flying sword, but the mustard seed golden body cannot do it as a physical body.

The flying sword traveled freely through his body, and the completely different power from before made him feel a little threatened.

unprecedented.

That hint of sword intent made his dharma body extremely uncomfortable. If he just let the flying sword pierce at will, the completely passive state would exhaust his dharma power to support the dharma body sooner or later.

The word 'Qian' means to bring the momentum of the sword.

This is the trick that Hou Tiao discovered through continuous practice. As shown in the thirteen black jade slips, each line of the poem is actually a sword gesture; .

The sword power that needs to be cultivated in constant victories is also the only one among the three sets of body swordsmanship that he has grasped the way of sword power.

His golden body of mustard seeds coincides with the inscription pattern of the god-suppressing bell, and he can come in and out freely. The rest of the bell's constant echo is the flying sword rushing left and right in it, and the lingering sound is endless.

At the same time, he tossed a small clock with his hands, hanging above his head. It was an antique, black sunken wood, and its purpose was unknown.

To his disappointment, as soon as he left, he already felt that the God-Suppressing Clock was inappropriate, and as soon as he escaped, the God-Suppressing Clock was broken into several pieces, and a sword light burst out, without any sense of exhaustion at all, as if You can keep attacking like this.

His luck is good, the opponent is far stronger than he imagined, which is actually a good thing for him, the kind of victory without thrills is not what he wants, he needs stimulation, the stimulation closest to death, and now this sword cultivator is showing Without enough potential, he must rack his brains to find a solution to the problem, may he not be able to?

Because ordinary flying swords are useless, we can only use the "Qian" tactic with a little sword power to test it, and it is really effective; but because Tang Yan's Dharma Self is superb, and his Sovereign Sword Power is far from perfect, so we can't use it. Once the drum is broken, it can only be cut slowly. Although the blunt knife cuts the flesh, although it will not die for a while, it still hurts.

Tang Yan's fighting spirit was high, and he was gratified for the decision he made this time; he has stayed at such a strength for many years, which has nothing to do with his realm, but he can clearly feel that he is already in a bottleneck. It is a very troublesome problem to improve yourself without crossing the boundary.

Tang Yan teased that he wasn't depressed about losing the god-suppressing bell. He still had a lot of magic tools like this, but they were just here to test the power of Jian Xiu's flying sword, and he didn't intend to have any effect.

To put it simply, he should not be a competitor of this batch of spiritual youth, but should belong to the previous batch of Li Chuping. There are still many in the true biography of the twelve constellations, all of whom have worked hard to suppress their own realm.

Tang Yan sensed the danger and knew that he could no longer rely on the Dharma body, so he took a chance and retracted the Dharma body, and the white kite blew in the sky, and under the pull, the person was already flying out of the sky.

This is the method he thought of to temporarily trap Feijian. It's hard to say whether it can be trapped or not. It depends on how long Feijian can maintain its power in this state of human-sword integration.

These tens of breaths of you coming and going, it's almost a tie, no one can do anything to the other, but they have already got a general understanding of each other's details, and both of them realize that they have met their opponents.

I don't want to just waste my time like this, the only way I can think of to break through the shackles is to give myself a stimulus through the battle of life and death; other constellations will not give him this opportunity for no reason, which is why he volunteered a little recklessly this time.

In a circle like his, there is their competition. Obtaining Yuwai Lingqing is not a natural process, and it is full of dangers. And he does not have much advantage in the true biography of the twelve constellations. Among the 12 people, there are people who are almost the same as him , and there are those who are stronger than him, after careful measurement, he can't find a few who are definitely weaker than him, which makes him full of a sense of crisis.

Although Yuqing Fa's body was broken, he also found out the reality of Feijian. Jianxiu combines body and sword, which is a very different kind of swordsmanship. Therefore, there is no need to find Jianxiu's real body. In the sword spirit space of the sword.

"Interesting! This sword technique does not conform to the tradition of the Yan family. Is it a new way of the sword?"

It was here that the god-suppressing bell was sacrificed, and Feijian had already followed him, so he didn't have much time to breathe;
Tang Yan's eyes flashed, and his body shrank instantly. This time, he wanted to use the golden body hidden in mustard seeds to fight against Feijian. Both sides did not hesitate and were full of confidence in their skills. The loud sound that the body does not match completely reverberates non-stop.

At the point of impact, the god-suppressing bell grows against the wind, covering Tang Yan and Feijian. The next moment, the inscription on the belly of the bell flashed, and a villain appeared, it was Tang Yan.

The cultivation of a monk is a natural process. It is not good to overthrow a seedling and encourage it, but it is not good to deliberately suppress it. It is all human interference that violates the normal practice rules.

His problem is that he is relatively old and facing the dilemma of making a breakthrough upwards, but he does not want to form the golden core before obtaining the Yuwai Lingqing, so he uses the secret method to delay his process of ascending to the realm, but troubles follow. It is true that the progress of the state has been delayed, but his strength growth seems to have also stagnated, which makes him a little unacceptable.

It's like corseting your chest, or binding your feet, the taste of which is not humane.

The figure opened a certain distance, and seeing that Fei Jian did not chase after him, but Jian Xiu's figure appeared at the place where the Zhenshen Bell collapsed, and the two faced each other from a distance, each of them was vigilant.

He began to search for the means he could still use now, and unexpectedly found that he didn't have many choices because of the deliberate showing off to grab the momentum before?

Such a predicament makes him a bit ironic, but it also forces all his potential.

The sword cultivator had to be forced out, otherwise he wouldn't have much to do with the flying sword, it was too fierce, and he obviously didn't need to fight back, the sword cultivator could keep this state of human-sword unity forever.

With a plan in mind, he pointed and smiled and said, "I know what you're thinking, do you want to step on me? I'm afraid you won't have such a chance!"

(End of this chapter)