1414. Chapter 1414 1414 Getting more and more intense
"What they used was not the real Cang Yuan sword technique, or in other words, it was not the complete Cang Yuan sword technique." The voice of the sword spirit came in his mind, and he must have heard Ling Chuxi's doubts.
"Isn't it?" Ling Chuxi continued to look at the Wei brothers and sisters in confusion.
Just now, she was shocked when she saw the appearance and thought it was Cangyuan Sword Technique, so she didn't take a closer look. Now Ling Chuxi looked carefully and gradually realized that something was wrong. The sword techniques used by the Wei brothers and sisters were indeed similar to her own Cangyuan Seven Sword Techniques.
The swords are very different. They may seem to outsiders to be mysterious and exquisite, but from Ling Chuxi's point of view, they are specious. Compared with the real Seven Swords of Cang Yuan, they are still much worse. They are more like...
The incomplete Cang Yuan swordsmanship.
But even so, the sword intention contained in the sword technique is definitely not false. Although their incomplete sword techniques are still unable to exert the true power of Cangyuan sword technique, Ling Chuxi's current understanding of the sword intention
Although he has the ability to comprehend, it is not difficult to see that Zheng Suo's unique sword power has the power of swordsmanship and majesty in the world.
It is for this reason that Ling Chuxi regarded the swordsmanship of the two as the real Cangyuan swordsmanship at a glance. Now, her understanding of martial arts is not limited to moves, but more.
It is integrated into the artistic conception.
"It is indeed not the complete Cangyuan swordsmanship? But where did they learn it? Did senior Cangyuan ever have apprentices?" Ling Chuxi asked curiously.
"No." Sword Spirit said firmly.
"Then, did someone learn it secretly?" Ling Chuxi said doubtfully.
"Do you think the sword master's sword skills are so easy to learn secretly?" Sword Spirit said disapprovingly.
"That's true." Ling Chuxi was right when she thought about it. How could it be so easy to steal the lifelong secrets of a top generation warrior?
When it comes to stealing skills from masters, Ling Chuxi has the most say. Thinking about it, the Xiao family's Cloud-turning Art, Spiral Fighting Qi, and Mo Kongyuan's Great Sanshou were all stolen from her.
Really? But ask yourself, if you want to secretly learn the Seven Swords of Cang Yuan, Ling Chuxi will not be able to do anything without fighting hard for thousands of times.
But facing a peak powerhouse like Cang Yuan Sword Master, who would have the chance to fight against him thousands of times, and he would die once and for all.
"If I guessed correctly, their swordsmanship should be based on the sword intent of Cangyuan Swordsmanship." Sword Spirit said in a deep voice.
Ling Chuxi was stunned. It would indeed be much easier if she first understood the meaning of the sword and then figured out the sword technique. But the problem is, if she steals the skills from a master and understands the artistic conception of the sword, isn't it more difficult than stealing the moves?
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But looking at the swordsmanship of Wei Wuji and Meng Luo, the sword intention and sword power are indeed those of Cangyuan swordsmanship, but the moves are specious. From this, it seems that Sword Spirit is really right.
Ling Chuxi couldn't help but glance at Ye Xuanfu, and couldn't help but want to ask the Wei brothers and sisters where these sword skills came from. But after thinking about it carefully, she endured it.
This swordsmanship must be a secret that is not passed down by Xuanjian Sect. Even if she asked, how could Ye Xuanfu tell outsiders? She would be asking for trouble if she didn't tell others. It would be bad if people mistakenly thought that she coveted the secret knowledge of other sects.
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So Ling Chuxi temporarily suppressed her curiosity and read on patiently.
The battle between Wei Wuji and Meng Luo became more and more intense, and their strength increased to the extreme.
On the top of the peak, Wei Wuji's black hair danced wildly. He raised his broad sword high and slashed down with the force of thunder. Under the bright silver energy, the air around him was compressed sharply, and the sound of the sword's blade was trembling.