Contempt, disdain, contempt, and one sword in the eyes of Hengtian, there was only indifference, the word "break" fell, and the irresistible sword intent kept strangling Ling Yun's sword path, the true spirit.

"Boom"

Leng Fengpiao, Killing Shadow, and killing sword shadow, Liu Sa's figure, only Ling Yun's sword path was constantly tearing, breaking, and shattering. After a series of loud bangs, it completely collapsed and turned into nothingness.

Finally, a force that directly freezes the soul through Ling Yun's body, completely freezing all Ling Yun's consciousness, true spirit, swordsmanship and other things, turning Ling Yun's sea of ​​consciousness into a frosty white space.

In an instant, Ling Yun felt that he was trapped in a world of ambush and crises, all spaces, all corners, and all dimensions were filled with the charm of desperate situations.

"Can I be Ling Yun really defeated by reality?" Suddenly, Ling Yun witnessed everything calmly, and there was only a helplessness in his eyes to face reality.

"Oh" sighed, with sorrow and heavy reality, Ling Yun almost couldn't breathe: "I think of Ling Yun walking on the sky with his sword, his desperate sword path, his sword intent that never returns, and he would rather die than surrender his faith and finally step on the perfect sword path, but he never thought that it was so vulnerable and so fragile, wouldn't it be a joke."

"You are wrong" Ling Yun's words seemed to resonate with the sword Hengtian, or if the sword Hengtian did not want a sword cultivator like Lingyun, they passed away, and the force in their hands was reduced a lot.

Although the force is not much loose, it is a hope for Ling Yun, who is in an extreme state, which gives Ling Yun a chance to breathe.

Even Ling Yun was facing the power of a sword, even a single grass could be crushed to death. He was almost at the end of his life, but there was still a grass that had not been suppressed, right?

"What does it mean?" Gripping his teeth, dripping sweat, squeezed out these words in Ling Yun's hideous expression.

As Ling Yun finished speaking, Yi Jian Hengtian looked at Ling Yun and showed a very complicated expression. But after all, Yi Jian Hengtian had no idea to kill Ling Yun at all. It was just that Ling Yun had such pressure, Yi Jian Hengtian followed Ling Yun's heart, that's all.

Sword cultivators are different from ordinary people. They devote their lives to the sword art and forget life and death. The biggest difference is that they do not focus on victory or defeat, and even think that failure is a good thing, and it is the help of helping themselves step towards the sword art.

Even many Taoisms are like this. The sword path is endless, it is loneliness, and loneliness. During the journey, there must be fellow Taoists. This fellow Taoist hatred may not be companions, but enemies, but in this way, he is still a fellow traveler.

Seeing Ling Yun was about to die and his soul was scattered, he stopped in the sky: "Ling Yun, you are my witness, a sword cultivator who entered the Tao with his sword. I am afraid that no one in the world knows you better than me."

Ling Yun did not refute Yi Jian Hengtian because Yi Jian Hengtian was not wrong.

Ling Yun's sword intent is a sword intent tempered by a sword intent that crosses the sky. There seems to be no relationship between the two, but in fact there is a close connection.

"The first step in the entry of swordsmanship is not the sword energy, sword momentum, sword intent, sword heart, but the basic fusion of swordsmanship, making swordsmanship not distinguish between you and me, you have in you and I have in you, you do better than everyone, and take the first step in life to swordsmanship."

"However, your excessive obsession and excessive obsession lead to entering the micro-kendao and entering the perfect kendao, the perfect realm is actually imperfect. This state of practice is not obvious in the same realm, but in the eyes of experts, it is vulnerable."

"Impossible" Ling Yun didn't believe it, nor was he willing to believe that his perfect swordsmanship would definitely not be like this.

Ling Yun clearly felt that the kendo had undergone a tremendous change, becoming stronger, purer, and more powerful, and undergoing a real transformation.

Therefore, Ling Yun can break through a thin film and a layer of barriers that are perfect, making his swordsmanship perfect and flawless.

At this point, Yi Jian Hengtian's tone paused slightly: "Every realm of the heaven realm is not as simple as you imagined. I won't say it before entering the microscopic, that is a way of looking outward and microscopic inward."

"Yeah" Ling Yun nodded, just listen to the name. Qi represents the macroscopic, and the microscopic means the microscopic, and the gathering and momentum are two transit stations. The four resonate, and whether it is inside or outside, it is in the microscopic, that is, the heaven and earth, the heaven and earth of man.

"However, when you step into the perfection of kendo, you must understand the meaning of the word "perfect", such as the perfect world, the perfect field, the perfect world, etc."

"And what I want to talk about now is the perfection of the state of cultivation, the purest state, and the perfection is perfect, that is, the muscles, bones, blood vessels, meridians, internal organs, bone marrow, etc. inside the body are part of the sword path."

"In other words, we need to form a perfect sword path that is pure and unlimited"

“…”

In an instant, Ling Yun's understanding of the perfect realm and perfect swordsmanship reached an unimaginable level. It seemed that his every move, every sword, tens of swords were full of inexplicable power, that was the breath of perfection.

This perfect sword art is manifested in the fact that Ling Yun stabbed it with a sword, and all the power will not be leaked at all.

All people in the Lingyun realm have their seven emotions and six desires, strength, breath of life, movements, attack methods, angles, attacks, everything is within the control of Lingyun.

"So that's it." Suddenly, Ling Yun suddenly realized, his thoughts moved slightly, and the cultivation level that had finally condensed in his body dissipated, directly allowing Ling Yun's body to restore the most original and purest state.

I knew that Ling Yun’s true energy at this time had surpassed the peak of microscopicity and could even be comparable to perfection. But in this way, Ling Yun still resolutely dissipated his cultivation.

"Your understanding has been significantly improved, and your perseverance is also very human. But at first glance, you can still dissipate the true essence of cultivation without hesitation. If you have perseverance and perseverance, why worry about not being able to achieve swordsmanship?"

Seeing this, Yijian Hengtian praised that not everyone can do such a thing. Even Yijian Hengtian was struggling for a long time before making this decision.

At this time, Ling Yun had no power or cultivation in his body, and his sword energy was even more empty, which made Ling Yun feel an indescribable fatigue sweeping overwhelmingly.

Even the true spirit was bound by an unparalleled and powerful bondage, which made Ling Yun’s thoughts inexplicably slow, as if he wanted to have a big sleep.

Immediately afterwards, the power of heaven and earth was transformed into the most pure power by Lingyun, and condensed to the extreme spiritual energy of heaven and earth quickly condensed towards the body.

The infinite power of heaven and earth quickly rushed into Lingyun's body and turned into flawless true energy, then formed sword energy. With just a few dozen breaths, Lingyun directly crossed the previous states of Wei and practiced to the realm of Wei.

The next moment, Ling Yun pulled the sword energy, sword momentum, sword intent, sword heart, sword path domain, true spirit, etc. into Ling Yun's body in a mysterious way.

The dantian, purple palace, divine court, meridians, and acupoints in Lingyun's body turned into "chaotic", and then turned into a breath that is most refined and pure, just like walking out of nothingness and turning into an existence that is more real than any existence in the world.

This real feeling is more real than the flesh and blood body before, just like reversing nothingness, eliminating the nature of nothingness, turning the reality into reality, and truly making the illusion into an indelible real existence.

But for a moment, Ling Yun had an inexplicable enlightenment in his heart, and the perfect swordsmanship was about to be completed.

The key is that to outsiders, Ling Yun's entire person seems to have become mysterious.

However, in Ling Yun's opinion, he has now turned into a sword, a flawless sword, a sword of swordsmanship, and no longer has physical body, true spirit, and the saying of swordsmanship is just a sword, which is realm, swordsmanship, humans, and everything is all. You and I have you, I have you, and I have you, and I have each other.

"Perfect Sword"

The moment the thought flashed, a sword sound came from Lingyun's body, shaking the sky and the earth, like the sound of the great way, with nothing to stop, and nothing to stop it, directly penetrated space, time, time, space, void, and burst into the world.

"What's going on?" Ling Yun suddenly stopped, because the perfect sword art has not yet been achieved, and the realm of cultivation is still at the peak of microscopicity. He has not broken through microscopicity and achieved the perfect state of perfection without leakage.

It seems that there is an invisible but extremely stable barrier in the middle that blocks Ling Yun tightly. No matter how hard Ling Yun tries or how much impact he strikes, he will never be able to cross it.

"In theory, my current level of cultivation has reached the perfect level. The perfect sword path should be smooth and flowing, and it is natural. Is it something wrong?"
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