Chapter Thirty-Six: Swordsmanship in the world is a dream
Jian Taixu created these two secret techniques in order to deal with Qingtian Sword Emperor Feng Luochen. However, Qingtian Sword Emperor has been missing for thousands of years. Naturally, Jian Taixu would not know that he had suppressed him for many years.
Feng Luochen had already fallen from Zhantian.
However, the disappearance of the Qingtian Sword Emperor is actually a good thing for Jian Taixu. After all, how can Jian Taixu, the ninth-level Tianzun realm, fight Feng Luochen, who is in the God and Demon realm? Even if he fights with his head,
You can't beat that either.
"This Taixu Xiaoyaobu and Huanmeng sword skills are really extraordinary. It can deal with Qingtian Sword Emperor's unique skills, how can this kid from the human world easily deal with it? Jian Beichen has such unique skills, if he can still
If you can't beat a mortal in the human world, that's ridiculous."
Fa Hai smiled slightly, and then glanced at Xiao Qing beside him. The despair in Xiao Qing's eyes made him extremely happy. He did not refine Xiao Qing for the time being, just so that Xiao Qing could have more power before he died.
Feel the feeling of despair.
Feng Luochen kept retreating, but the sword in his hand did not stop at all. He did not choose to attack again, but blindly parried Jian Beichen's miraculous swordsmanship. He also tried to defeat Jian Beichen's
A flaw was found in the sword moves.
However, there is no trace of Jian Beichen's swordsmanship at this time. Even if Feng Luochen could guess his first sword, he would definitely not be able to guess his second sword. If Feng Luochen had not been experienced in battle, he would not have guessed it.
I'm afraid he was already injured by Jian Beichen's sword.
Jian Beichen was full of energy, and he attacked Feng Luochen crazily. At this time, Feng Luochen was like a small boat in the angry waves, or like a wisp of duckweed in the strong wind. He dodged left and right,
Embarrassingly, he dismantled Jian Beichen's sword moves.
Everyone felt that Feng Luochen would definitely lose, and even Xiaoqing had a trace of despair in her eyes. Although she was not afraid of life or death, she was worried about Long Yimeng's safety. Once Feng Luochen lost, then Long Yimeng
Meng is bound to fall into Jian Beichen's hands.
Feng Luochen seemed to be about to lose, but Long Yimeng had blind confidence in him. At this time, there seemed to be a voice in Long Yimeng's heart telling her that Feng Luochen would never lose.
Maybe this trust is precious. Since you choose to believe in me, how can I be willing to let you lose?
Jian Beichen attacked blindly, while Feng Luochen passively defended. In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged hundreds of moves. Among these hundreds of moves, Feng Luochen did not make a single move with his sword. But he used his sword.
Beichen took all the sword moves.
Jian Beichen seemed to be high-spirited, but in fact he was feeling aggrieved. He seemed to be fighting freely, but in fact there was always a feeling of indifference. The expected thunder blows always seemed to hit cotton, and did not get what they deserved.
The effect. Every time he made a sword move that he thought was exquisite, it always came back in vain.
Over time, Feng Luochen went from passively accepting attacks to counterattacking with his sword. He was able to neutralize Jian Beichen's sword moves with ease. Jian Beichen, on the other hand, had sweat on his forehead. Even his moves at this time were slightly weak.
Messy.
Feng Luochen didn't make a single move at the beginning, and gradually started to fight with Jian Beichen back and forth. After dozens of moves, Jian Beichen began to defend more and attack less. Everyone couldn't see what was going on, but Jian Beichen clearly occupied the position.
Why are we suddenly unable to succeed even if we have the upper hand?
"You're a very weird kid. But if you want to beat me, it's definitely wishful thinking."
Jian Beichen snorted coldly and flipped the sword in his hand endlessly. This fantasy sword technique is a unique skill created by Xianjun Jian Taixu. If it can be mastered and mastered, it will be enough to traverse the six realms. Therefore, although Jian Beichen is a guardian
More attacks but less, but it is not easy for Feng Luochen to defeat him.
"Oh? Really? Then I'll let you see if I'm just wishful thinking."
Feng Luochen smiled slightly, and his sword moves suddenly changed accordingly. His sword moves at this time were elegant and agile. The sword moves were sometimes fast and slow, but also light and heavy. At the same time, the sword moves were wonderful and wonderful.
But it was also unpredictable. Feng Luochen's swordsmanship at this time seemed to be similar to Jian Beichen's.
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. How do you know the Dream Sword Technique? This is Master's secret that has not been passed down. There will never be a third person in this world who knows it."
Seeing Feng Luochen's sword skills, Jian Beichen was suddenly horrified. The sword skills Feng Luochen used at this time were actually the same as his own. And these sword skills were undoubtedly the Huanmeng sword skills.
You must know that this fantasy sword technique is the secret of Immortal Lord Jian Taixu. After Jian Taixu created this sword technique, he also passed it on to Jian Beichen. At this time, this fantasy sword technique was actually used by a person.
Jie Xiaozi used it. Could it be that Feng Luochen was the disciple that Jian Taixu secretly accepted?
"It turns out that it is called Huanmeng Sword Technique. It is like a dream and an illusion, the sword moves are erratic, unpredictable and elusive. Huanmengmeng is a good name."
Feng Luochen murmured to himself, and the sword in his hand was as fast as lightning. At this moment, he was like Jian Beichen just now. What he was thinking was the direction of the sword. His sword moves left no trace
Ke Xun was hit by Jian Beichen, who was dodging left and right, and was in great embarrassment.
"This boy actually knows the swordsmanship of the Immortal Lord? Could it be that he has some kind of relationship with the Immortal Lord? Fortunately, I didn't take action rashly just now. If I offended the Immortal Lord because of this, it would be more of a loss than the gain."
Fa Hai stood proudly in the night sky, and the look of surprise in his eyes was needless to express. He looked at Feng Luochen and Jian Beichen in the battle, and made his own little calculation in his mind.
In this moment, the two of them exchanged dozens of moves. Jian Beichen was in a very awkward position when he parried Feng Luochen's sword moves. If it weren't for Taixu Xiaoyaobu's exquisiteness, he might have been beaten by Feng Luochen.
Luo Chen was stabbed.
"No, this kid's sword skills are similar in appearance but not in spirit. His Dream Sword Skill does not seem to be a true inheritance from the Immortal Lord. Could it be that he used the Fantasy Sword through a fight with Jian Beichen and followed the example of a gourd?
Is it legal?"
The two of them were fighting endlessly, and Fa Hai became more and more frightened as he watched. Although Feng Luochen's Dream Sword Technique had its form, it didn't have its spirit. It can be seen that his Fantasy Sword Technique was definitely not the Jian Tai's.
Virtual personal biography.
At the same time, there was also a trace of amazement in Fahai's eyes. His ability to comprehend the opponent's sword moves on the spot alone was enough to show that Feng Luochen's understanding of the sword was far beyond comparison with others.
"Since I am not the descendant of the Immortal Lord, I don't have to worry about it. But now that Jian Beichen has not been defeated, if I force the attack, it will be a loss of face for him. If I let him hold grudges against me in the future, it will not be beautiful.
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"Oh, let's wait a little longer. Anyway, with my cultivation, I can suppress the whole crowd. No matter how powerful this kid is, he can't create any big waves."
Fa Hai had made up his mind and didn't think much about it. He looked at the two people fighting in the field, and his eyes also shone with a strange light. He actually didn't care whether Jian Beichen won or lost. What he cared about was how to do it.
Get the maximum benefit from this storm.
The so-called villain dies because he talks too much, maybe that's the case. If Fahai at this time can stop thinking and just go up and slap Feng Luochen to death. Then there will be no more story for us.
Maybe this book "One Sword Holds the Sky" will be finished early because of Fahai's slap. Unfortunately, he did not choose this way. So our story will continue, the legend of the Sky-Qing Sword Emperor Feng Luochen
, and it didn’t end there.
"If what I have predicted is correct, Mr. Feng must have learned the Fantasy Sword Technique during his fight with Jian Beichen. With such talent in swordsmanship, he would not be second to none in this world."
Su Xiner looked at Feng Luochen who was holding a sword, and she was filled with admiration. Although she had no feelings for Jian Beichen, his talent was indeed far beyond that of his peers. But she didn't expect that he would be fighting against him now.
Feng Luochen is the real evildoer.
"This boy named Feng is quite powerful. Why do I suddenly feel that he will be more powerful than my elder brother in the future?"
Long Yimeng looked at Feng Luochen's peerless grace, and her beautiful eyes were full of brilliance. The eldest brother in her mouth was the prince of the Dragon Clan - Long Xiaoyao. This Long Xiaoyao and Feng Jiutian of the Feng Clan
As famous as they are, both of them are peerless experts among the younger generation of the demon clan.
At this time, Feng Luochen used the Fantasy Sword Technique, which surprised Jian Beichen, but he could not easily defeat him. You must know that Jian Beichen had been practicing the Fantasy Sword Technique for many years, and he was already familiar with every move of it.
In the heart.
Therefore, although Feng Luochen's sword moves were exquisite, they were not able to completely defeat Jian Beichen. Moreover, Jian Beichen was, after all, the number one master of the younger generation in the immortal world. At this time, he adjusted his mentality and began to gradually counterattack.
Both of them had elegant swordsmanship. They were going back and forth with their swords, and they were dismantling each other's sword moves. Both of them used the dream swordsmanship. Feng Luochen's dream swordsmanship was similar in appearance but different in spirit. However, he
But he added his own ideas to this dreamy sword technique.
During the sword competition between the two, Feng Luochen gradually perfected the fantasy sword technique, and even derived a brand-new sword technique from it. This type of sword technique is not Jian Taixu's fantasy sword technique, but
Feng Luochen's own fantasy sword technique.
At this time, Feng Luochen was playing very happily. Jian Beichen was like his own whetstone, constantly trying out moves. The so-called Fantasy Sword Technique actually did not have fixed sword moves. The word Huan Meng was
The true meaning of this sword technique.
Dreams are traceless, traceless and invisible. Dreams are like illusions, shadowless and traceless. And this is the true meaning of fantasy swordsmanship. It's a pity that Jian Beichen has been practicing hard for many years and has never understood the key. This
The true meaning of Fantasy Swordsmanship does not actually lie in sword moves, but in sword intention.
Therefore, although Feng Luochen's initial sword move was similar to Jian Beichen's, the sword move he used now, even he himself did not know what sword move it was.
Perhaps all the sword moves in this world lead to the same goal through different paths. And all the sword techniques in this world are like a dream. Only when you use your moves as you like can you be invincible. This is Feng Luochen's understanding of the sword technique of the fantasy dream.
The sword intention of fantasy dream is invisible, and the sword techniques in the world are all illusory dreams. The sword comes out invisible and breaks all methods. The sword follows the heart and leaves no trace. The sword follows the heart, the sword comes from the heart, and the moves leave no trace, formless, shadowless, and traceless. The heart.
The thought of the direction of the sword is like a dream or an illusion, it is an illusion.