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Chapter 187 Nourishment!(1/2)

"Good sword technique!"

Ximen Chuxue exclaimed, and when the enchanting beauty approached, she raised her hand and raised the long sword in her hand, and another straight stab.

It seemed that the most ruthless and unrighteous person turned a blind eye to the enchanting woman and penetrated her chest with a sword.

"Bang..."

The enchanting woman exploded, and countless sword energy raged.

There are holes left on the ground.

The original plum garden was also vacant.

Countless plum blossoms fall like snow.

Holes were also left on the ruins of the house behind him.

It seemed as if it had been ravaged by endless sword energy.

"You shouldn't practice swords, you should practice dancing!"

Ximen Chuxue's expression returned to calm and she spoke calmly.

After cracking Dongfang Bubai's sword technique twice, he was still as white as snow, as if spotless.

Lu Xiaofeng in the distance seemed to have lost the most important thing in her life at this moment, with a look of regret.

"How come many beautiful women suddenly disappeared again!"

Lu Xiaofeng sighed and looked up at Dongfang Bubai.

The first time he saw this kind of sword technique was incredible.

If Dongfang Bubai had stabbed him with this sword, he would probably not be willing to use Lingxi to crack it.

This sword technique is so beautiful.

But he also knew that this ultimate beauty contained the ultimate crisis.

"Indeed, she should really practice dancing!"

Hearing Ximen Chuxue's voice, Lu Xiaofeng subconsciously affirmed it.

Dongfang Bubai, who was standing beside him, twitched slightly, was the sword broken like this?

In the world of Divine Condor, tens of thousands of troops had no combat power after this sword.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a sword that is invincible.

But now it was still broken by Ximen Chuxue with a sword, as if it had no effect at all.

He even suggested that he practice dancing!

"You have a very high talent. Follow me and I can let you go further!"

Ximen Chuxue felt more and more that Dongfang Bubai's talent was peerless.

A kind of artistic conception, two peerless sword techniques, one hard and one soft, but they use power that is beyond reach for ordinary people.

This talent is much better than him.

Especially this beauty sword technique, if you are not a person with extremely firm mind, you will definitely be killed by a sword.

It’s a pity that Dongfang Bubai’s artistic conception is too weak and it will be broken when touched. If he can grow up.

Ye Gucheng's flying immortal from the sky is afraid that he will bow down to his superiors under the sword technique of this beauty.

"I am...Dignity...Dongfang Bubai, you let me take you as your teacher!"

Dongfang Bubai was angry and took his sword back to the sheath, a little angry.

If it weren't for the huge gap in artistic conception, he really wanted to press Ximen Chuxue into the mud and dye the white clothes black.

When Lu Xiaofeng heard Dongfang Bubai's words, his eyes flashed slightly: "What's the matter?"

"I always feel that he doesn't want to say Dongfang Bubai!"

Lu Xiaofeng's heart became more and more itchy, and she wanted to unravel the secrets of Dongfang Bubai one by one.

If you have to describe it, it is like modern obsessive-compulsive disorder.

When you see something messy, you want to put it neatly. When you see it stained with dust, you want to wash it clean.

Seeing many secrets is like unraveling them one by one.

"Oriental Unbeaten?"

Ximen Chuxue's pupils flashed, and her thoughts flowed in her mind, as if she had seen the scene where the two artistic conceptions of hardness and softness were completely integrated into one.

An empress, stepping on the sun and the moon, suppressing the world, and gloriously gloriously, like the world's top, and is eternal and undefeated.

Just thinking about it makes people look forward to it.

"Then go and practice dancing!"

Ximen Chuxue shook her head. At this age, she had completely understood the hardness and softness of an artistic conception.

If one of them can reach the top, it will not be like this.

He always felt that Dongfang Bubai had been suppressing himself and had not completely let go of himself.

Otherwise, this artistic conception would not be so bad. If the true qi practices to the extreme, the artistic conception will be like a newborn.

Dongfang Bubai stared at Ximen Chuxue. This is what people say. I asked me to practice dancing?

"Dongfang, Ximen said it well!"

Lu Xiaofeng's body flashed, and she came to the middle of the two and said, "If I had known that you had such a sword technique, I would have told you how to improve your artistic conception, that is to practice dancing!"

He could not give any guidance to the artistic conception of suppressing heaven and earth, but he still had a lot of experience of this artistic conception of softness and yin.

"Although there are tens of millions of types of mind, it is actually only three types."

"First, look out!"

"Second, seek out oneself!"

"Third, seek from the heart!"

Lu Xiaofeng walked to Dongfang Bubai and said, "The three methods are actually the same in essence, that is, to sharpen yourself and nurture the true meaning in your heart."

"Ximen Chuxue was seeking outside back then, challenging the world's celebrities with one sword, and never lost."

"And I only ask my heart, I have no colorful phoenix flying wings, and I have a little understanding of each other! No matter where I go, I follow my inner choices."

"Your artistic conception is soft and yin, enchanting and charming, just right to dance and nourish your mind!"

Hearing Lu Xiaofeng's words, Dongfang Bubai was stunned.

It turns out that practicing dancing is just to nourish the mind. He instantly felt like this kind of artistic conception was dissipated, which was actually quite good.

"Dongfang, I know many dancers, I can help you!"

Lu Xiaofeng looked excited and looked full of anticipation.

"Get out! I'm so angry that I won't practice anymore."

Dongfang Bubai was furious.

"To reach the peak, the rigidity and soft artistic conception is indispensable. You still have to practice dancing sooner or later!"

Ximen Chuxue suddenly interrupted and said a long sentence.

Dongfang Bubai rolled his eyes directly: "I am a dignified Dongfang Bubai, and I will never be able to worship you as my teacher! I will even be able to practice dancing."

Seeing Dongfang Bubai in this look, Ximen Chuxue felt a little regretful, shook her head, and said, "Your talent is very strong!"

"However, you don't seem to have a good understanding of the artistic conception, so I'll tell you briefly."

"Your strong artistic conception has the power to suppress the world. You should understand that if you want to cultivate your mind, you must have your own great power to help you sweep the world!"

"I can feel that your artistic conception is now like a rootless tree, and it is difficult to improve!"

Listening to Ximen Chuxue's words, Dongfang Bubai instantly thought of his Sun and Moon Sect.

Back then, he suppressed the martial arts world, and naturally he had the power to suppress the martial arts world.

"I see!"

Dongfang Bubai instantly understood, with helpless expression on his face and said angrily: "Even if you are yours, can you still build a force to suppress the world for me?"

Ximen Chuxue looked calm and looked at the world from afar. Her voice was sonorous, like a long sword colliding: "Have you heard of the uncrowned king?"

"If you are strong enough, even if you don't have any power, you can suppress the world with one sword!"

"You can't do it now because I'm here!"

When Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows and understood immediately when he heard Ximen Chuxue's words.

With Ximen Chuxue behind him, it not only ensures that he will not die in the middle, but also takes advantage of the situation to suppress the world, and finally fight with Ximen to complete the cultivation of his mind.

He himself was like climbing out of the abyss step by step, and the difficulties could be imagined.

"I can do it myself!"
To be continued...
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