Chapter 58: The Great Number of Swordsmanship

“Thousands of miles of rivers!”

The sword light exploded in the air in an instant, like a small sun, shooting hundreds of dazzling sword lights, flashing golden lights, and unparalleled domineeringness!

 There are five hundred and nine sword lights! Five hundred and seven sword lights turned into golden dragons, sweeping across the surrounding qi. Even the protruding stone thorns were cut off for more than three feet.

That’s right, this move is Yi Xifeng’s signature sword technique, and it is also the first self-created sword technique "Thousand Miles of Rivers".

 You can’t reach a thousand miles without accumulating small steps, and you can’t form a river without accumulating small streams!

From the seventy-nine sword shadows at the beginning to the five hundred and nine swords now! This is not only Yi Xifeng's continuous research on his own martial arts, but also not only his continuous improvement of his soul, but also his exploration of the path of swordsmanship.

Through the past five years of continuous attempts, he verified his previous conjectures. Every small progress or breakthrough, the number of sword lights he can control is a prime number.

Just like before 509, the limit of his sword light that he could control was 503. That is to say, he could not control 504 no matter what. But once he broke through, let alone 504, even 506 and 07 were not a problem, he could reach 509 directly!

Although Yi Xifeng verified his guess, he was still a little confused about his sword path, but he was vaguely sure that this move of thousands of miles of rivers would become one of the most favorable breakthroughs for him to break through to the Knight Realm!

Why is the limit of the control of the soul? Every time it is a prime number (i.e. prime number)? What does this have to do with swordsmanship? Or what does it have to do with martial arts? Even if it is bigger, what does it have to do with the heavenly way?

As the saying goes: the number of Dayan is fifty, and the use of forty is nine, escape one! It is not in the five elements outside the world!

This is what Yi Xifeng felt after coming to the Zhenwu Dao Hall and gradually integrated the Pure Yang Mai Walking Technique into his own martial arts. Since then, a bold guess has appeared in his mind and a thought will arise for a long time.

If these prime sword lights are the forty and nine out of his sword path, then if he can find or break through the "reached sword", he can change the heavenly way in this world, or by relying on his own sword path to change the rules of the surrounding heavenly way, it will naturally become his martial arts!

But so far, Yi Xifeng has not succeeded once! The fastest update is PC::/

  …

Seeing this scene, the three people from the Vaishya family were stunned on the spot. It was hard for them to imagine that the person who took action just now was the drunken little white-faced Taoist priest.

This person is so powerful?!

This thought instantly appeared in the minds of the three brothers. Before they could amaze or communicate for a moment, another cold voice sounded from the sword formation.

"Eight Gate Dunjia, Iron Cable and Golden Ring! Taoist Sun and Moon, Eyes of the Formation Appear!"

With Yi Xifeng's low shout, the bluestone slab in the center of the sword gang position began to shatter quickly, and the protruding stone thorns turned into powder. Without any hesitation, he flashed his body and appeared directly above the open space, and then waved his short sword in his hand gently.

"Flying Star Lingxi Sword!"

Ding!

It is not the sound of a sword blade piercing into stone slabs or soil, but it is like the sound of a metal sword blade intersecting.

After only a moment of maintenance, the cover of this light golden sword formation quickly began to collapse!

The three of them were backfired by the formation and instantly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, the eldest of them, Fu Ren, immediately wanted to burn his essence and blood to escape, but a cold voice stopped him.

"If I were you, I wouldn't choose Blood Escape, because this is the Qingyun Sect!" The person who spoke was Yi Xifeng. At this time, the sword aura that broke the scattered qi also disappeared, leaving only this mysterious young Taoist priest, and Zhong Lingxi, who was also surprised and suspicious behind him.

"What do you want?!" Fu Ren's face was very gloomy and he asked viciously.

Yi Xifeng held the sword in one hand, and Shi Shiran walked towards the three of them, laughing as he walked: "I just wanted to come out and have some breath, but you three are holding it back! What do you think I should do?"

"You offer a price, we'll just buy our lives!" The third brother said with a ferocious look. Obviously, for him, the formation was broken by this abominable little devil, which was considered their luck.

When he met a little Taoist priest, he was proficient in the art of formation. While being proficient in formation could find the eye of the formation, his martial arts cultivation was coincidentally enough to break through the eye of the formation...

By chance, the three of them were defeated in the realm of heroes.

However, as Yi Xifeng said, although they only lost to the other party in the formation, the Qingyun Sect was here. Without the blessing of the formation, their attacks could not let go of their hands and feet to fight.

In this way, there is really no good solution besides escaping from here.

"I know you are not convinced! It's just because you think you lost to me in the formation, and your internal strength level will crush me several streets." Yi Xifeng said with a smile.

But as soon as these words were said, the three brothers were stunned at first, but after only a moment, they nodded and agreed.

"This is how I won, I won't bully people! Let's take a gamble. If you win, what you said just now will do what you said!" Yi Xifeng pointed to the big stone they surrounded Yi Xifeng just now and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this request, the three of them swallowed their throats and asked uncertainly: "What if you win?"

Yi Xifeng grinned, then promise me something, or you will tell me to mess around in the future!

  …

Zhong Lingxi, who was standing behind him, looked at Yi Xifeng who was approaching and negotiating with the three people in amazement, and sighed slightly in his heart.

But he still smiled in an instant. This brat had made such great progress, obviously much stronger than himself. Moreover, the golden sword lights just now were not comparable to those of his more than a hundred spiritual feather sword lights.

"Hmph! I was so embarrassed when I was fighting for the martial arts competition! Damn it!"

Just when Zhong Lingxi was thinking about it, she also heard Yi Xifeng's conversation with the three people and the words of gambling. Suddenly, she remembered angrily that when he was performing the Wushu Competition, he made a bet with him and finally asked him to pay him a restaurant.

Although this was nothing to the wealthy Zhong family at that time, it was also the first person among all the men Zhong Lingxi knew in his life to suffer losses. The girl at that time was almost hating this hateful little devil.

If it weren't for the time in the woods that later, the other party saved him, it would have been difficult for them to have any intersection.
Chapter completed!