Sword splits the universe

"What are you thinking while lying here alone?" Dongfang Yan smiled and sat beside Han Feng.

"Ah? I didn't think about anything, I just feel that life is so easy now." Han Feng looked at Dongfang Yan and said with a smile.

What he said was quite true. In the past, he would not let go of any time every day. He practiced constantly, and he was willing to suffer any hardships in order to enhance his strength. It can be said that this year was the most comfortable period in Han Feng's life.

Dongfang Yan looked at Han Feng with a smile on her eyes and asked suddenly: "But is this kind of life what you want?"

"Ah? This..." Han Feng was stunned by this question.

Yeah, is this life what I want?am i happy

This question appeared in Han Feng's mind more than once, but the final result always surprised even himself. Although he didn't want to admit it, Han Feng really yearned for that kind of fighting and adventure in his heart. The road of the strong may be very dangerous, and even a slack will kill him, but Han Feng still misses it.

"Haha... I'm just joking!" Seeing Han Feng's expression, Dongfang Yan felt a little disappointed, but she still smiled and said, "I heard from Grandpa Han that you have a very deep understanding of the way of swordsmanship. Han Feng, can you show me it?" see? 〃

Han Feng also noticed the disappointment in Dongfang Yan's eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Seeing his wife's request, he readily agreed.

"You look good!"

Han Feng stood up, smiled slightly at Dongfang Yan, took out the Yunlong sword and stroked it for a while, the original blood felt as if returning again, and immediately waved it.

The sharp sword light scattered around, Han Feng saw a huge rock not far away, and on a whim, a sword light shot at it.

clang clang~~

To everyone's surprise, the sword glow hit the boulder without causing any damage or movement except for leaving a small sword mark.

"This... how is it possible, absolutely impossible!" Han Feng looked at the sword marks on the boulder stupidly, not daring to believe it.

Relying on his understanding of the way of swordsmanship and his mid-term cultivation as a martial artist, he couldn't even break through a boulder. No wonder Han Feng had such an expression.

"Impossible, cut it for me!" Han Feng couldn't accept it for a while, and another sword glow swept over.

clang clang~

Similarly, the sword light hit the boulder, leaving only a sword mark.

"Cut me!"

Another sword light shot out, with the same result...

"Chop~"

"Chop~"

Han Feng swung his sword skills almost crazily, and sword lights shot out one after another.

the third time…

the fourth time…

the fifth time…

Han Feng himself didn't know how many moves he had swung, but apart from leaving a sword mark on the boulder, there was no reaction at all.

"Impossible...how could this be?" Han Feng muttered as he sat on the ground limply as if his whole body had been drained of strength. This kind of blow was undoubtedly devastating to him.

"Han Feng, it's okay, the big deal is that we don't practice anymore, okay?" Seeing this, Dongfang Yan hurried to Han Feng and hugged him, constantly persuading him.

"Stop practicing? But the sword is my life!" Han Feng shook his head, he had buried the seeds of kendo in his heart, and if he was really asked to give up kendo one day, it would be tantamount to killing him.

And at this moment, Han Feng finally understood the meaning of what Venerable Kuangjian said at the beginning, "The most important thing for a sword repairer is the sword heart, and the firm belief in your heart. If one day you If you have doubts or do something against your heart, then your kendo and sword heart will also have cracks, and the power of the sword skills you use will be greatly weakened, even worse than before.〃

Han Feng touched his chest, and his eyes couldn't help feeling a little sad. Now this situation is obvious. Han Feng doubted his own beliefs and even his own heart, which also led to the weakening of Jianxin, so when When he used his sword skills, he no longer had the confidence and belief he had at the beginning. To be more precise, he had been completely lost by this year's life.

"This is not the life I want, this is not..." Han Feng shook his head and murmured. At this moment, he finally regained his clarity, and returned to the original one who was not afraid of any difficulties and obstacles in order to climb the road of the strong. Even if Dongfang Yan was by his side, Han Feng, who was hindered by everything, would no longer suppress what he thought in his heart.

Hearing Han Feng's words, Dongfang Yan, who was holding him, could no longer hold back the tears, which fell on Han Feng's face drop by drop.

"Xiaoyan, I..." Looking at Dongfangyan, Han Feng felt guilty. Although he liked Dongfangyan, he couldn't violate his heart.

Dongfang Yan let go of her hand slowly, and said with a miserable smile, "Go back, this world is not suitable for you!"

As she said that, before Han Feng could react, she waved her hand lightly, and the world began to shatter slowly like glass.

At this time, Han Feng finally understood that he was indeed in an illusion. Looking at Dongfang Yan, who was not Dongfang Yan, there was no blame or even anger in his eyes. Instead, he smiled and said, "Thank you for giving me a wonderful year. Life, although I know you are not Xiaoyan, but I still want to thank you!〃

Dongfang Yan sighed, and said lightly: "Go back quickly, that is the world you should go to, and the person you protect in your heart is waiting for you there. To be honest, being your woman is very happy..."

"Xiaoyan, wait for me!" Han Feng said seriously, and immediately, this illusory world was finally completely shattered, and Dongfang Yan's figure disappeared without a trace.

Han Feng felt the scene change, and the terrifying impact of willpower came again. When he opened his eyes, he had already returned to the ladder again.

"Phew~ This illusion is too terrifying. No wonder you will get lost in the illusion forever if you don't pay attention." Han Feng wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help feeling a little scared in his heart. It was too real, even though he had doubts at first, But with the passage of time, he couldn't help but relax his vigilance, which led to this situation.

"You finally woke up. You fell into a hallucination just now. I couldn't wake you up no matter how much you screamed. Fortunately, you survived." Emperor Yuan's voice came out slowly.

"Senior, how long have I been here?" Han Feng asked involuntarily. He has been in the illusion for a whole year. If this is the case in reality, it will be terrible.

"Don't worry, it's only half an hour. The time in the illusion is different from the reality." Emperor Yuan said.

"That's good, I didn't waste any time at all." Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but look up at where Fan Linfeng was. among.

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