Facing Mu Shansheng's kindness, Zhu Jiexian declined politely.

Fu Henghua had already left the fighting area and went to the Fu family's residence to rest and sleep.

Tired, so tired.

Lying on the bed, fatigue came over me like a tide.

"Three corpse seals, solved."

"The Magic Heaven Seal, solution."

"Wind Spirit Seal, solution."

The young man formed seals with his hands and continued to undo the spells and seals on his body.

The wind pattern crystal beads on the forehead disappeared, the sealed emotions returned from the three spiritual gods to the original body, and the eyes regained their emotional look.

After stretching, the young man sat up and looked at himself in the mirror.

"The condition is pretty good, better than I expected."

He had already made preparations for three days and three nights of hard fighting, and secretly prepared more than a dozen sword fighting plans. Unexpectedly, Ai Yanchang was so eager for success that he directly defended with his sword and shield, giving his "Wind Spirit Heavenly Sword"

Create great opportunities.

He breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the soft bed again.

"The exam is over, I can finally have a good sleep."

Close your eyes and recall your experience of this battle.

Gradually, consciousness enters deep sleep.

As for how much swordsmanship can be retained after waking up, that's up to God's will. Fu Henghua doesn't care about it.

…

Fu Henghua left, but the sword fight was still going on.

The disciples of the Fu family and the disciples of the East China Sea Sword Sect took turns entering the battle.

Although the Fu family has a small number of people, Fu Beidou and Fu Changqing are both masters of swordsmanship. With the cooperation of the two, the Jindan Sword Immortals of the East China Sea Sword Sect cannot easily win.

The younger generation of the Fu family has Fu Xiangfeng and Fu Liuhui who are good at swordsmanship. With the help of Fu Xuanxing as his "adopted son", no one in the younger generation of the Donghai Sword Sect can win.

The sun and the moon once rose and set, and Fu Henghua woke up from his rest.

"Ouch——"

Suddenly, Henghua felt his butt hurt.

And thighs, back...

Just as he was about to sit up, he suddenly lay back down, tilted his head and shouted outside: "Xiaoyu, longevity!"

The two of them stood guard outside and came in immediately when they heard the call.

Henghua turned over and hummed: "Who did it? The old man did it himself?"

When he hits anyone in his sleep, he doesn't do anything except the old man.

"Not long after you took a rest yesterday, the old man caught up with you, facing you fifty feet and eighty lashes. He also promised you to lie in bed for three days. If you can get off the ground one step ahead, he will do it again.

pause."

Xiaoyu imitated Fu Danwei's tone and said helplessly: "This time the old man is really angry, so you can just live in peace."

"I don't plan to make any more noise. I just wanted to avoid the limelight."

After causing such harm to Ai Yanchang, do you really think that no one in the Donghai Sword Sect intends to seek revenge?

Moreover, if the "Heavenly Sword" is revealed, I am afraid that in the next period of time, someone will step on the threshold of my house, and I really need to hide.

Hengshou silently walked to the bed and placed Xinruan under him.

"You have a good rest and use this as a pretext to avoid foreigners. This is also what the old man wants."

"Of course I understand."

Fu Danwei beat Fu Henghua, not only because he was angry with his grandson for making such nonsense, but he also wanted to let him avoid the limelight.

Under Hengshou's care, Henghua changed into a comfortable position.

After eating the five-flavor tea handed over by Xiaoyu, Henghua closed his eyes and looked inside.

My magic power has improved a lot because of this sword fight.

But during this sleep, the mysterious swordsmanship that had lasted for centuries was reduced by half.

Fu Henghua still remembered the many sword intentions and sword moves he created, but he could no longer find the feeling of making them easily.

Unless Tao Ming spends another hundred years practicing and sharpening swords with him, he can have the feeling of swinging the sword as he pleases.

Thinking of this, Heng Hua secretly thought: I understand why Yang Dai came from Nanzhou and needed to fight again and again to make his momentum reach its peak.

again and again

Fighting can not only increase experience and understand the foundation of Donglai's cultivation world, but also allow Yang Dai's body and consciousness to adapt to fighting, keeping him in a mysterious "fighting state" for a long time.

Henghua thought for a while and recalled the cases often told in books and stories: a swordsman who has not used a sword for decades picks up the sword again to fight with others, which is often the last sword fight in his life. Either he is killed by the enemy; he kills the enemy.

His body was seriously injured and he died.

"There is still some reality to test this kind of thing."

After not using the sword for decades, not only the sword's core was dusty, but also his body was rusty. It couldn't be compared to a sword that had been sharpened repeatedly for hundreds of years.

"Hey, after all, this kind of physical fighting work is not suitable for me." Heng Hua lightly hammered his shoulders, feeling sore all over.

The sword fighting in the world of mindscape only allows his spirit to immerse himself in the world of swords, but his body cannot completely match it. Otherwise, he would not need to turn himself into a "wind spirit" to avoid minor flaws in the mismatch between body and consciousness.

Caught by Ai Yanchang.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Mr. Fu Tong walked in with brisk steps, accompanied by the breeze.

After coming in, she quickly took out the photo stone and pointed it at Fu Henghua on the bed.

But the moment she came in, Fu Henghua straightened his aching body and assumed an upright sitting posture.

Seeing that he couldn't get the picture he wanted, Fu Tongjun took a casual look and threw the photo stone into Qiankun's purse.

"What was the result of the sword fight?"

"I just went to play a game and won a great victory."

"Your Lao Shizi Thousand Insects and Hundreds of Gu Sword?"

"snort--"

Fu Tongjun looked at Xiaoyu and Hengshou beside him.

Xiao Yu whispered: "Miss Seven has learned a set of "Golden Thread Sky Rain Sword Technique" in recent years."

Hengshou: "The girl is good at swordsmanship."

What kind of swordsmanship can Hengshou be evaluated in this way?

Henghua was a little surprised.

Looking carefully at Mr. Fu Tong, the pictures and texts of He Luo appeared in his eyes.

"Hmm... the sword energy is biased towards left-handed swordsmanship? Is it used to match your Gu technique? The East China Sea Sword Sect is so rubbish. The door on your right side is so big that no one can win - oh, there is a suitable one.

The hidden sword technique of the dagger? What kind of Gu insect did you use to simulate the sword and dagger?"

Fu Tongjun looked a little surprised when he saw that Fu Henghua was so familiar with his family treasures and directly pointed out his own swordsmanship style.

"Your understanding of swordsmanship seems to have improved a lot. Is the Hui Ming Xin Sword so useful?"

"If you have been sharpening swords in the Heartland World for a hundred years and watched a superb swordsman fight with a large group of swordsmen, you will naturally have this kind of vision."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Tao Ming used the "Hui Ming Heart Sword" to build the Heart Sword World. He and Fu Henghua's spiritual gods, plus the swordsmen spawned by the Evil Emperor Sword, are all here

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When Fu Henghua was sparring with Tao Ming, he also saw Tao Ming constantly fighting with the puppet of the Evil Emperor Sword, which inspired him greatly.

Before the overthrow of the continent, Fu Henghua had memorized 30% of the many Chinese swordsmanship skills that had been lost long ago. He planned to write them down silently to fill up his Langhuan Pavilion.

After Fu Tongjun sat down, Xiaoyu poured tea for her.

Fu Henghua hugged the cushion, sat on the bed and asked curiously: "Why do you think of learning swordsmanship?"

"You can practice swordsmanship, but I can't?"

In order to win the second sword fight, Fu Tongjun not only practiced the sword by himself, but also forced his younger brothers and sisters to practice together.

Xiaoyu briefly described the situation when Fu Henghua was unconscious.

Hearing that Fu Bai Mindu went up and won a game, Henghua sighed: "My sister has grown up after all."

Now I know how to take care of my younger brothers and sisters.

"Sorry, I'm my sister."
To be continued...