Dragon Sovereign

Zhang Fan preliminarily estimated that his current five level skills are infinitely close to the existence of a martial arts master.

There is still a big gap in the skills of previous generations. The sixth level should be able to surpass the martial arts master. Of course, it's not clear how many products it can reach.

But Zixia skill has nine levels, and it's still superimposed, so what level of the world is Zixia skill's peak level equivalent to?

Zhang Fan sighed, if you want to really set foot in the world, it's obviously impossible to rely on Zixia skill alone.

Mysterious light group

the colorful light group appeared in Zhang Fan's mind, and he had a guess at this time, because he remembered the look of Feng batian when he was injured that day. It was obvious that Feng batian thought Xuanyuan was the soul of his later awakening. Where was the twin soul?

then there was only one possibility, that is, Zhang Fan still had a twin soul in his body He had a martial spirit, but he didn't find it. So the existence of martial spirit should be the colorful light group.

The colorful light group fundamentally limits its existence. If there is a martial spirit in the colorful light group, the person born with martial spirit will be a waste. Then there is only one possibility. The colorful light group must be maliciously promoted, otherwise it will never be so.

Zhang Fan's heart is agitated. Now he hopes to break the light ball earlier, but he still has some scruples. Breaking the colorful light ball, he is bound to use Xuanyuan sword. But Xuanyuan sword is too strong, and the colorful light ball is also strange. If they touch each other, the damage to his body will be unprecedented.

So we have to break through again. When we reach the sixth level of jiedan, we can do it. In this way, his Zixia skill can automatically protect the whole body. At that time, it would be very easy to break it with Xuanyuan sword.

Zhang Fan breathed and walked out. Just after arriving at the room, Ouyang xian'er came in from the outside with a sweet smile on her face. Obviously, she was in a very good mood.

"Young master to eat" Ouyang xian'er holding a tray, put on the table, said with a smile.

"Well." Zhang Fan smiles, gets up and pulls Ouyang xian'er to sit down.

After dinner, Zhang Fan had planned to take Ouyang xian'er out for a walk, but he was called to the room by Feng batian.

When Feng batian's eyes fell on Zhang Fan, it was obvious that he felt something. He was slightly surprised and said: "breakthrough"

"EH." Zhang Fan nodded. He didn't expect that Feng batian could see it at a glance.

"Good." Feng batian nodded and his eyes were full of appreciation. Since Zhang Fan's gorgeous turn, the speed of progress has obviously become faster, and the speed has shocked Feng batian a little, but soon the lonely color reappears, if Feng batian sighed. If Zhang Fan's martial spirit and every couple were sealed from childhood, I'm afraid that his achievements at this time would be higher than those at present. Even if it's less than making up for some evil talents, it's definitely not worse than that now.

The cruel color of regret emerged from Feng batian's eyes, but what followed was firmness. No matter what, he would try all means to tell Zhang fan that the seal of martial spirit in his body would be broken.

"What's the matter with father coming to me"

the look in Feng batian's eyes was clear to Zhang Fan. At that time, he really seemed to ask all the doubts in his heart, but he finally gave up. If Feng batian wanted to tell him, he would naturally take the initiative to say it, so he decided to wait. Eventually, Feng batian should tell him .

"Well."

Feng batian turned back, nodded gently and said directly: "be careful during this period, if you can, try to reduce going out"

"why" Zhang Fan noticed the worry in Feng batian's voice.

"Zhang Mo has escaped. I'm afraid he will target you." Feng batian's fist clenched slightly, and his eyes showed a touch of worry.

Zhang Fan micro Leng, for a moment did not understand the meaning of the wind dominating the sky.

Feng batian glanced at Zhang Fan and said the general process.

At this time, Zhang Fan understood and nodded gently. He didn't have the slightest fear on his face. He looked at Zhang Moben and said, "father, I know."

"Well, are you going to join the martial arts hall?" Feng batian pondered for a moment and said again.

"Join, why don't you join?" Zhang Fan smiles. Now he is the level of a gold medal warrior, and the opponents he contacts are all masters of martial arts and great martial arts. At this stage, the pressure is greater and better. Now he is eager to break through. Under the promotion of pressure, he obviously feels that the speed of progress will become faster.

Seeing that Zhang Fan was so firm, Feng batian finally nodded and said nothing more.

A month later, on the platform of the martial arts hall, a young man in white robes was attacking endlessly with a long sword. In this month, everyone saw Zhang Fan's progress all the time. At this time, everyone believed that the black horse was very black, because Zhang Fan had never shown his martial spirit in the gold medal dance The same is true of battles at the level of the warrior.However, the gold medal fighters are really tough. They have reached the level of great martial arts masters. Don't underestimate this level. Great martial arts masters are totally different from great martial arts masters. It can be said that a great martial arts master can attack two great martial arts masters.

Zhang Fan's breathing, every battle will last for a long time, perhaps exhausted, full of trauma, Zhang Fan's figure is still standing, fearless attack.

At this time, Zhang Zixia not only tried to improve the progress of his life and death, but also made him not know how to enjoy it.

"Touch"

with a loud noise, Zhang Fan's body was thrown away again by a violent energy, spitting blood at his mouth, and the sword in his hand instantly stuck in the ground. When the ground and the sword made a harsh friction sound, Zhang Fan's body also stopped.

But at the moment of stagnation, purple awn rushed up again.

The sword has the meaning of the sword. He can hurt people by understanding the meaning of the sword and picking leaves. This is a sentence left by his former master. He knows the spirit of the sword, but what is the meaning of the sword

the speed of the sword and the sharpness of the sword

Zhang Fan has tried everything, but he still doesn't understand the meaning of the sword. Now, in a master of great martial arts, he has to feel the meaning of the sword, which he has never understood It's something you can't buy.

He still remembers that his master once said that the meaning of sword is divided into three levels. The first level is the combination of man and sword. You are the sword, and the sword is you. At that time, the most powerful attack of sword can break out. If you enter the first level, you will enter the gate of the meaning of sword.

This makes Zhang Fan feel confused. He understands sword and understands sword, but how to achieve the unity of man and sword is more complicated in the second layer. It's extremely difficult to understand this layer. If he wants to drive with sword in his hand, he must have sword in his heart.

in the third layer, let alone without sword in his hand, he also has sword in his heart. How to understand this layer >The master of his previous life had reached the third level in his whole life with sword. He clearly remembered that he asked his master if he had any skills or could go behind.

At that time, he still remembered his master's words: "gunduzi, the meaning of the sword is his own understanding. Everyone's sword meaning is different from everyone's. what's the sword in your heart? Is it a wooden sword or a peerless sword that cuts iron like mud I understand the sword, but I neglect the basic essence of the sword. What is the sword? If you understand the killing weapon, then it will always be a killing weapon. If you understand the sword is not a dead thing, but a living thing,

in a moment, Zhang Fan's heart vibrates, goose bumps emerge, and purple mang jumps in his pupils. Although he knows the sword, he can't understand it , but the sword is still a killing weapon in his hand

he always thought that every sword has a soul, but he tried to pass through the ditch

he didn't have the instant tremor in his heart. When he was fighting with the man in front of him, his eyes suddenly became bright, his pale face suddenly appeared a flush of red, and his black eyes It's closed in an instant.

Ideas began to surge up, a special temperament from Zhang Fan's body in an instant.

Human sword channeling

when Zhang Fan closes his eyes, his mind becomes blank and he doesn't think about anything anymore. The sword is not a sword. The sword in his hand seems to disappear in an instant. A strange feeling makes his soul tremble.

Soft spirit power kill

that kind of strange feeling reveals strangeness, it seems to be a kind of thing that has disappeared for a long time, and now it is chased back by him. It's like something that has been lost for a long time is coming back now.

Jian Qi is not Jian Yi. If there is any difference between Jian Qi and Jian Yi, Zhang Fan may not be able to answer it in the past. Now, he can say that Jian Qi and Jian Yi are basically the same, but in the realm, Jian Qi and Jian Yi are basically different in the realm. Human communication and the unity of human and Jian are nothing more than physical and mental involvement. You are the sword, and the sword is you It's a dead thing, it's a living thing, you can understand it as a friend, you can understand it as a relative

at this time, Zhang Fan really like rain, sunny day suddenly brightened, in the moment he opened his eyes, the world seems to have become different.

The white and windless on his body, and the sword in his hand seemed to disappear at this time. The sword and Zhang Fan were completely integrated at that moment, and the human sword was psychic. At this time, he really wanted to shout, master, I understand what you mean, I understand the meaning of the sword, and crazy opinions swept out of Zhang Fan's body. This is not the sword spirit, but Zhang Fan's whole body It reveals the strange and common sharp breath

and is like a just run in peerless sword