Swallow the Supreme

At the same time, a flat stone platform with a size of hundreds of feet spread out on the halfway of a tall mountain a few miles away from the two of them.

At this moment, there are two beautiful women, one big and one small, standing on it.

The younger girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, was wearing a water-blue brocade skirt, with a pair of big, watery eyes on her small melon-shaped face, staring wide open, staring at the other person for a moment. a woman.

And the older woman, about 20 years old, was wearing a blue brocade dress with a light green belt around her waist, revealing a seductive and graceful curve.

If Wang Chen were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that these two stunning women were Yan Rushuang and Fang Shixuan. [

At this time, Yan Rushuang held a long bronze sword in his hand, which shone with icy light, and danced rapidly with the movement of his arm, transforming into pieces of sword shadows.

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The blade of the sword tore through the air, and the sound of birds of prey could be faintly heard.

Even, amidst the sword shadows floating around Yan Rushuang, there seemed to be a huge golden sculpture emerging, with sharp eyes emitting a cold light, and a cold light flickering on the hook-like sharp claws.

"Okay, Junior Sister Fang, this is the whole routine of the Golden Eagle Phantom Sword. Before the master retreated and practiced, he had already told me to teach you this high-level yellow-grade, half-step profound-grade swordsmanship as a foundation. Cultivation method." Sheathing the bronze sword in her hand, Yan Rushuang looked down at Fang Shixuan and said.

"Is this the Golden Eagle Phantom Sword? It turns out to be Huangpin's high-level swordsmanship. No wonder Senior Sister Rushuang wants me to practice a basic swordsmanship that imitates birds. It turns out that it is to lay the foundation."

"I blamed Senior Sister by mistake before, and I was dissatisfied in my heart. I really shouldn't. I hope Senior Sister will not blame me." Fang Shixuan nodded, her eyes widened a little, and there was a flash of surprise in them.

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She was still a little dissatisfied with Yan Rushuang not teaching her advanced skills, but letting her practice basic swordsmanship. Now that she saw the brilliance of this golden carved phantom sword, she immediately understood Yan Rushuang's good intentions. Immediately moved my heart.

"Hehe, Junior Sister Fang, Senior Sister, am I such a stingy person? Besides, I also went through this process when I joined Master's sect. At that time, my mood was the same as yours, Senior Sister!"

The corners of Yan Rushuang's mouth raised slightly, revealing a slight smile, stretched out her slender jade hand, and gently stroked Fang Shixuan's silky hair, said.

"Senior Sister Rushuang, I see that you used this golden eagle phantom sword technique just now, and the sword shadows flew around you, and you turned into a huge golden eagle. What's going on?" Fang Shixuan looked up at Yan Rushuang slightly. There was some doubt in my heart, and I asked inexplicably.

Although she is an absolute genius in Hongshan Town, after more than two months, her cultivation has only broken through by chance, and she has only stepped into the seventh level of a warrior. Her vision and knowledge are not very good.

Therefore, it is still incomprehensible to the strangeness revealed by this golden engraved phantom sword.

"Junior Sister Fang, you can notice this abnormality, which means that she still has a very good talent in the way of swordsmanship." Hearing this, a smile appeared on Yan Rushuang's face.

Immediately, she spoke again: "The golden eagle you see is not real, but a manifestation of spiritual aura. Simply put, it is a kind of 'momentum' formed by the warrior himself when he has practiced martial arts to a certain level!"

"Possibility?" Fang Shixuan showed doubts on her face.

"That's right, it's momentum. This thing is a physical thing that is condensed by a warrior who has cultivated to a certain level, has vigorous qi and blood, and cultivated his soul, and his spiritual power has greatly increased, combined with his own practice of martial arts."

"In short, momentum is the outward appearance of a warrior's spiritual strength, and it is a way to suppress the opponent from the spiritual level." [

Yan Rushuang put her hands behind her back, looking at the blue sky in the distance, which was as clear as a sapphire, and said slowly.

"Furthermore, momentum is something that can only be condensed by a strong innate martial artist, and because a strong innate has a strong soul and surging spiritual power, the condensed momentum is extraordinarily powerful."

"Generally speaking, those with extraordinary talents have the opportunity to condense their strengths in the realm of martial arts, and to condense their strengths one step ahead of time. The benefits for the future path of martial arts are self-evident."

"As for the realm of warriors, theoretically speaking, it is impossible to gather power. However, according to rumors, there are some monster-level geniuses who are against the sky. There are one or two such characters."

Yan Rushuang is currently a middle-level martial artist, but she has already condensed her sword power. From this, it can be seen that her talent and aptitude are extremely high. It is no wonder that she became a disciple of Senluo Inner Court at a young age.

"Position, different martial artists, condense it naturally differently. Boxing practitioners condense boxing postures, sword dancers condense sword postures, spear practitioners condense spear postures...swords have sword postures, spears have spear postures, that's roughly the case. .”

"These are trivial matters. You can just listen to them, Junior Sister Fang. You don't have to worry about memorizing them."

Looking at Fang Shixuan, Yan Rushuang smiled lightly.

But despite this, Fang Shixuan still listened carefully, and secretly remembered, almost remembering [-]% to [-]% of what Yan Rushuang said.

"Junior Sister Fang, next, I will rehearse this golden carved phantom sword twice, and then I will practice it with you."

With a warning, Yan Rushuang's body moved slightly, and the bronze sword in her hand was unsheathed, and it turned into a sword shadow again, densely covering a space.

However, when Yan Rushuang rehearsed this time, the speed was obviously about [-]% slower than the previous time, only half the speed was used.By the third time, it was only half of the second time, and a quarter of the first time, almost sliding the bronze sword slowly.

After doing this three times, Yan Rushuang stood with her sword back, looking at Fang Shixuan.

Swish!

After pondering for a while, Fang Shixuan raised the bronze sword of the same style in her hand and slowly danced it without saying a word.

Although the movements are jerky and awkward, after one pass, they imitate seven or eight, and there are almost no mistakes in some obstacles.

After dancing once, Fang Shixuan didn't stop at all, and then did it again.This time, her movements became smoother, and many awkward and stagnant places were corrected spontaneously.By the time of the third time, apart from the fact that Fang Shixuan couldn't display the momentum due to her lack of cultivation, Fang Shixuan had already used the golden engraved phantom sword in a decent manner.

"Junior Sister Fang, although your talent and aptitude are outstanding, there are many others in Qinghong Academy who are better than you, even my talent is slightly stronger than yours, but your understanding of swordsmanship is really impressive. Shock."

Yan Rushuang was a little emotional, with a look of amazement on her face.

"I remember, when Master taught me this golden carving phantom sword, I only watched Master use it three times. I only remembered about [-]% of it the first time, and many movements were very substandard, especially Some key points, mistakes again and again."

"I didn't expect that you would be able to reach this level just by watching me perform it three times. When I give you the exercise book of the Golden Eagle Phantom Sword, it won't take long for you to be able to practice it successfully." fencing."

Seeing Fang Shixuan putting away the bronze sword and looking at herself, Yan Rushuang continued. [

She was so amazed, not without reason.

After all, when she learned this swordsmanship, it was Liu Hong, a martial arts expert in the Xiantian Realm, who performed it herself, so the flavor of it was naturally different.But Yan Rushuang taught Fang Shixuan's swordsmanship, with her middle-level martial artist's cultivation, it naturally lacked a lot of charm.

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Even under such circumstances, Fang Shixuan was able to rely on three times of visual inspection and three times of self-practice to memorize this sword technique almost completely, and her movements were relatively smooth.

This level of swordsmanship talent is really scary.

Yan Rushuang was almost certain that there was no one in Qinghong Academy whose talent in swordsmanship could surpass Fang Shixuan.

Susu!

Susu!

At this moment, Yan Rushuang and Fang Shixuan were on the edge of the stone platform, in the ancient forest on the mountainside, suddenly there was the sound of branches and leaves trembling violently.

"Ok?"

Turning around slightly, Yan Rushuang's eyes shone brightly, looking at the ancient forest ahead, the bronze sword in her hand was instantly unsheathed.

Swish!

The next moment, a young man in a gray robe suddenly jumped out of the ancient forest, holding a white iron long knife in his hand, his face was flustered, and his eyes were full of fear.

The young man ran as fast as a cheetah, and within a few breaths, he came to the Baizhang stone platform from the edge of the ancient forest.

However, Yan Rushuang didn't pay attention to this person. She could tell at a glance that this gray-robed young man's cultivation level was only the sixth level of a warrior. Not to mention her, the current Fang Shixuan could easily deal with this person.

Staring at Gu Lin with a solemn expression, a gleam of light flashed in Yan Rushuang's eyes.

She clearly felt that there was a fast-running creature in the ancient forest, but its aura was so restrained that she could hardly sense it.

What is Yan Rushuang's cultivation?

Martial masters are middle-level, among the disciples of Qinghong Academy and the inner courtyard, they are all ranked in the forefront.

Now, there is someone whose cultivation level she can hardly sense, Zi ah is approaching quickly, which is a bit interesting.

"Senior Sister Yan? Are you Senior Sister Yan Rushuang?!"

Suddenly, at this moment, the gray-robed young man who ran up to the Baizhang stone platform saw Yan Rushuang, and immediately let out an exclamation, with a happy expression on his face.

"Senior Sister Yan, save me!"

"The newly recruited disciple from the outer court, Wang Chen, was insane. In the Dahong Mountain Range, he met Senior Brother Zhao and the three of us. Seeing money, he killed Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Brother Gao again and again. Now he is chasing me, thinking Kill me too!"

The gray-robed youth leaped vertically in the air, landed not far from Yan Rushuang's side, and said in one breath.

Junior Brother Gao was naturally another tall young man who was with him and followed Zhao Haifeng and was killed by Wang Chen.

"Wang Chen?"

Hearing this, Yan Rushuang frowned slightly, with a look of doubt on her face.

"That's right, it's Wang Chen, Senior Sister Yan, you must uphold justice for us! Senior Brother Zhao Haifeng and Senior Brother Gao Lin have already died!"

"How can such a person be allowed to practice in my Qinghong Academy? Today he can kill his fellow disciples for the sake of wealth, but in the future he may not betray the academy, deceive his master and destroy his ancestors!" The gray-robed youth nodded repeatedly. , while looking back at the ancient forest in the distance, he said.

"You mean Wang Chen from Hongshan Town?"

Fang Shixuan, who was on the side, asked suspiciously.

"That's right, it's the completion of Hongshan Town. This junior sister seems to be a new disciple. Don't tell me you know this Wang Chen. You have to be careful. This kid is a madman, so don't get along with him easily!"

The gray-robed young man suddenly saw Fang Shixuan, even though he had just escaped from being hunted down, panting and terrified, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then said loudly.

However, Fang Shixuan's next words made her complexion instantly stiff...

"Impossible! Wang Chen is not this kind of person, Senior Sister Yan, there must be some misunderstanding. I almost grew up with Wang Chen, and I know his temperament very well. He is definitely not this kind of person!" Fang Shixuan raised her head. Looking at Yan Rushuang, her small face was full of determination.

Whoa!

At this moment, on the edge of the ancient forest in the distance, on top of a towering ancient tree, the dense and green branches and leaves suddenly shattered, and a white figure jumped out of it, like a lion pouncing on an elephant or a hungry tiger hunting for a sheep. to the stone platform.

"Death!"

Keng!

The white figure uttered a clear and clear shout, and the blue iron spear in his hand clanked, piercing the air suddenly, making a chichi crackling sound, bursting out with terrifying force, and instantly pierced the gray-robed youth's chest.

This white figure is exactly Wang Chen, who is wearing a white battle robe, chasing and killing him all the way...

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