God Of Martial Arts

In Lin Feng's hand, there is a sword, which condenses into a sword in an instant. It is the sword of Zhenyuan.

Lin Feng's first sword is the sword of raising his hand. It moves very slowly. The sword rises slowly from the parallel line, just like the sunrise, full of vitality.

Sword to the air, then suddenly stopped, Lin Feng, and stopped, eyebrows slightly frown.

"No, the sword of Chaoyang, which means Chaoyang, is full of vitality, but its lethality is too weak."

Lin Feng murmured in his heart, and then, with a sword, he still couldn't get the artistic conception.

This time, when Lin Feng practiced his sword, he didn't integrate the meaning of destruction and fighting into the sword. The sword with a lot of artistic conception can enhance the power of the sword, but it can't reach another level of the sword. The sword, to a certain extent, should return to its original nature. Only with the purest artistic conception, each sword has its own sword meaning, which should be the sword art.

Lin Feng seemed to have forgotten the time and did not stop. What he saw in his eyes and what he thought in his heart was only the sword.

"Slow, no, although there is a sunrise, but such a slow sword, can not kill people."

"Fast, this sword, too fast, not like the sword of the sun."

Every sword that Lin Feng wields seems to have flaws and can't find the balance point.

At this time, Lin Feng stopped suddenly, no longer wielding his sword. He looked at the nine sword peaks in the distance, showing a thoughtful look.

The nine Jianfeng peaks seem to be the same. They are all swords, but they are different. From each angle, they give him different feelings. Especially from the bottom and from the top, Lin Feng saw the domineering and breaking the sky sword at the bottom of guanjian peak. When looking at the peak of Jianfeng, the sword is sharp and unstoppable. The same sword and different changes are found.

"The same sword gives a different feeling."

Lin Feng's eyes twinkle, then look at the sun overhead, has gradually risen, more and more bright, the sun's light, more and more intense.

Sword, once again appeared in Lin Feng's hands.

Without any hesitation, Lin Feng waves his sword from the bottom up to the top. At first, the sword is gorgeous and slow. It seems to be just a beautiful but harmless sword. But when you ignore it, the sword is more and more bright and full of endless vitality. Finally, when the sword reaches the middle of the sky, it blooms with dazzling luster and competes with the sun.

This sword should not be fast or slow. It should be fast or slow. Like the newborn sun, it will attract you from the beginning. Unconsciously, it will become more and more intense. When you feel it, the sun will turn into a scorching sun.

The sword of the rising sun shines brightly around us when it is held up in the air. Everything loses its brilliance, only that sword.

"Sword of the bright light!"

Lin Feng utters a voice from his mouth. The sun has become a scorching sun. There is no boundary between them. It is very natural for the sword of Chaoyang to appear when it is the most brilliant.

The subtle sound of "hiss, hisses" is bright. In the space, there is a long rainbow of swords with a length of 100 meters, which runs through. Everything in front of us can't escape this extremely bright sword. There is no place to stop the sun. The sword of bright light comes out and covers everything.

"Sword of the setting sun."

The brilliant light is still blooming, and the sword meaning changes suddenly, as if the prosperous curtain has ended. At the most dazzling time, it suddenly gives people the feeling of ending the curtain. The three swords should have been completed in one go, just like the sunrise, the scorching sun and the setting sun. They are all in one, and will not change after the evolution of hundreds of millions of years in the world.

"Boom!"

The sky and the earth made a sound of cracking. The huge stone on the top of the sword mountain exploded with a roar. A deep sword mark was printed into the ground on the top of the mountain, as if it were a sword inlaid in it.

"What a powerful force."

Lin Feng looked at the light gradually fading away, and sighed in his heart. At the moment, she was just simply understanding the sword and waving the sword. Even he didn't run the great sun burning Sutra. If the sun skill of burning the heaven sutra was combined with these three moves to understand the sword technique obtained by the sun, the power would surely be doubled.

Thinking of this, the big day burning the sky started to work. Suddenly, on Lin Feng's body, the Yang fire really yuan crazily solidified. Lin Feng's whole body was bathed in the sun's flame.

On the sky, the Yanggu falls on Lin Feng's body, and never gives up to leave again, reflecting Lin Feng's body more brightly. Moreover, there are faint patterns of the sun on his body.

After bathing in the sun, Lin Feng felt full of strength, mingled with the sun and fit in with the heaven and earth.

The sword, once again dancing, bloomed in the air with dazzling luster. The booming sound was constantly coming out from the top of guanjian peak.

Lin Feng, completely immersed in the sword, practice in the sword, the sword in the practice of the sword, the heart has no distractions, only the sword.

Kendo!

In the distance, under guanjian peak, Fengting and others looked up, looking at the top of guanjian peak, their eyes were all frozen there.

"It's so strong. I don't know which senior master is there to understand the sword."

Feng Ting murmured, and saw that the top of the Jian peak was full of bright sun sword light, which was more eye-catching than the sun hanging above the sky. Although it was far away, Fengting seemed to be able to feel the surging sword power contained in the bright sword.Those cuts in the air, let her feel startled.

The people around Feng Ting are also looking at the top of the sword peak, and their eyes are blurred. If only they were so strong, when they wield their swords, the heaven and the earth lose their color, and this is still so long apart. If they look at each other's sword closely, they will be unable to open their eyes.

"Boom"

Feng Ting and other people's bodies shake down, which makes their eyes congealed.

"What's going on?"

Wind Ting whispered a, and then, the voice of boom and boom one after another, constantly spread out.

The ground, as if shaking.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Feng Ting and a group of people did not dare to move, so standing there, the ground under their feet, is constantly shaking, as if the earth to split.

Moreover, the movement, more and more big, the earth, more and more shaking.

What's the matter? Sweat seeps from the forehead of the crowd. They've never seen such a strange scene. The whole earth is shaking. They look up and are shocked to find that the mountains in front of them are shaking. It's very frightening, as if the heaven and earth are going to change dramatically.

Not only Fengting, but also many people practiced their swords. But at this moment, they all stopped. One by one, the rolling boulders fell from the top of guanjian peak and hit the ground, making a roaring sound. What's more, the nine guanjian peaks in front of them were shaking wildly, and the mountains were cracking!

The terrifying earth trembled and spread continuously. All of them were crazy in the area of 100 li. Wu Xiu stopped practicing and showed a frightful look. The monsters roared and roared and fled wildly.

Only when he saw the top of Jianfeng, Lin Feng was still immersed in the practice of sword, as if heaven and earth collapsed. It had nothing to do with him. At the moment, he had only sword in his heart.

Epiphany, Lin Feng, once again step into the state of Epiphany, this can be met but can not be asked for the state, so that forget everything, left everything in the world.

It is said that the state of harmony between man and nature, integrating into nature, conforming to the heaven and earth, and understanding the heaven and earth, it is easier to step into the strange state of epiphany. This rumor is not empty words. At this time, Lin Feng, who is in the state of harmony of heaven and man, is in epiphany.

A diffuse artistic conception of sword rises from the sky and suppresses the whole world.

This sense of sword is enough to be described as crazy, and it keeps spreading. Soon, all the monsters in the area of hundreds of miles are crawling on the ground, and dare not move. Wu Xiu is also pale one by one.

How is it possible, snow moon country, how can such a powerful sword idea appear.

This sword spirit can connect with the sky.

"Click!"

There seems to be a sound coming out between the heaven and the earth. The sword meaning of the whole sky becomes more terrible. The nine sword blades tremble more fiercely, as if they may collapse at any time.

In the Yue family, an old man with white hair felt the meaning of the sword, and suddenly woke up from the state of cultivation, and his face changed dramatically.

"Not good!"

With a roar, the body of the old man with white hair soared to the sky and pierced the roof directly. His eyes looked towards the direction of Jianfeng.

In the sky, it seems that there is a sword in the shape of condensation, and sweat is constantly seeping out from the old man's forehead.

Seal, to be broken, who triggered the magic sword seal!