A ray of cold light fell from the sky, cut into irregular light spots by the mottled tree shadows.
Wind, quiet.
People, stand still.
Lingfeng was like a lonely pine, standing among the broken branches and fallen leaves. The fallen leaves were scattered along the direction of the moonlight. His shoulders and hair had turned into dots of silvery green. He held a handle in his hand.
The wooden blade and the whole person exuded fierce energy.
"Miscellaneous..."
With the wooden blade in hand, he rushed out like a lonely soul under the moon, like lightning, taking four steps in succession. The blade light was like lightning under the moon, silver light and dark gold intertwined, like madness under the glass.
dance.
Beautiful and handsome!
Chilling, horrified!
After the four blades passed by, the entire world was filled with a fierce aura, causing the light on Lingfeng's body to reach a peak, and the wooden blade cracked open.
"call out"
Finally, he stabbed out the fifth kill. He was like a dragon and his blade was like lightning. In the night, he was like a ghost, ghostly and dazzling.
A blade slashed through it, and traces of fine dust fell. An ancient tree swayed slightly, as if blown by the wind, and a hole as big as a fist appeared in the eyes of Ling Feng and Liu Shushu.
This is the fifth kill!
The ultimate condensation burst out. Only the blade light was visible, but no momentum. The five rays of light were all killed in one place. The combat power was unmatched by ordinary warriors. In this case, Ling Feng only used three incinerators.
Flame, and its power would change the color of even the fifth-level Martial Emperor.
Undoubtedly, this made Xiao Diaoman's eyes sparkle.
There was a "click" sound.
The wooden blade broke again. Ling Feng still stood in the same place. Nine wooden blades had been broken under his feet. However, he could still only kill five times, which made him frown and sigh. This was his understanding of Burning Flame.
, control has not reached the level of small success.
"Jiutiansha, there are some evildoers." The proud bird popped its head up, its eyes were deep in thought. It must be said that this kind of mentality even moved it.
However, it is in a different direction from Ling Feng.
Ling Feng only practiced Nine Heavens Killing to improve his strength to a stronger level when his martial arts, physical training, and mental power had all reached a limit and he could no longer break through for the time being.
And it is far from reaching the level of a monster like Ling Feng. It needs to advance. Whether it is a warrior or a spiritual power, it is eager to catch up with Ling Feng.
What's more, now that Lingfeng has realized it again, with his experience and understanding, when he realizes it in the future, he will get twice the result with half the effort.
"Ling Feng, how did you do that?" Xiao Diaoman stood up and asked with extremely envious eyes.
The Nine Heavens Kill came from that martial saint. Ling Feng had never practiced and understood it before. However, just now, he had killed five times in a row. His ability to comprehend it was too domineering and astonishing, right?
"Enlightenment!"
Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "I am different from you. I have tempered Burning Flame before, and my control ability is not comparable to yours. If we distinguish it according to Nine Heavens Killing, I should be considered to have reached the level of Xiaocheng.
"
"evildoer!"
Liu Shushu bared his teeth and said.
For another person, she would just curl her lips and think it was bragging. However, these words coming from Ling Feng's mouth are so convincing. Without such condensed burning flames, how can Ling Feng challenge the Martial Saint?
It can be said that this is a guy with a basic foundation and a starting point that is almost like a monster.
"Then what should I do?" Liu Shushu couldn't help but ask.
"Condensate the power of the Martial Emperor and suppress it continuously until you can control it." Ling Feng said coldly: "Nine Heavenly Killing is to multiply your Martial Emperor's power and merge you with the weapon."
"How can we merge?"
Ling Feng chuckled, pointed to his head, and said, "This depends on your brain."
…
Liu Shushu was so angry that he gritted his teeth and almost threw "Nine Heavens of Death" out. Why is this stinky guy still so annoying?
However, she also knew that the condensed power of the Martial Emperor could be expressed in words, but the complete integration of people and weapons with the Martial Emperor's power was a feeling that could not be described in words, but had to be understood!
She curled her lips and stood in the wind. The software in her hand shook out in the wind, like a silver snake, and the pale golden flames were like bright fireworks. It suddenly rushed up and shot out a sword energy.
"That's not right." Ling Feng shook his head. The lethality of a Martial Emperor's power was only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary ninth-level martial spirit. This meant it was weak.
Jiutiansha is strong, not weak!
The power of the Martial Emperor was not condensed enough, and Liu Shushu was not settled enough, so he could not kill with such a sword.
"How to condense it?" Liu Shushu frowned. She also felt that this sword could not be compared with Ling Feng, and its momentum was not even inferior. He was like the bright moon in the sky, and she was like the light of fireflies.
"This also depends on your brain." Ling Feng pointed to his head again.
…
Liu Shushu suffocated and felt a puff of air spurting out of her chest and pulsing along her meridians to her limbs. Then, she clenched her hands and rushed to the top of her head, causing her hair to stand on end.
She really wanted to take this stinky guy over and beat him up. He was so deceptive.
"snort!"
Xiao Diaoman wrinkled Xiao Qiong's nose, turned around and walked towards another forest. He drew his sword and stabbed it out, and the light golden flame continued to spray out.
There is only one move, but it can evolve into various killing moves.
"Whoosh..."
Under the night sky, the woods were whirling and the whole thing was in chaos. Xiao Diaoman was angry and went out to kill. Unlike Ling Feng who was fierce and domineering, she was killing like crazy and hacking...
Ling Feng looked at Liu Shushu in surprise and bit his tongue secretly. It was too cruel. It would be better to be more careful in the future.
Seven days!
Like the wooden blade in Ling Feng's hand, like Liu Shushu's footsteps, they pass by in an instant. When a warrior is practicing and comprehending, time is in a hurry.
Ling Feng is still standing there, the broken blades beside him have been piled into small firewood, and each piece has been broken into pieces. On the other side, there are wooden blades stuck in it, all of which he cut out.
At this moment, his eyes were dull, as if he was in a trance. His whole person was very ethereal, and he had entered a wonderful realm.
When he releases the Buddha, it is like burning flames. Even if he does not use his mental power, he can feel its pulse, the harmony of his soul, and every flower and grass exudes a faint breath.
"bass!"
Abruptly, he took a step forward, casually and indifferently, as if walking, and gently tapped the wooden blade in his hand. Suddenly, a very faint light appeared, like lightning, like a roaring sky.
Soaring dragon, gone in an instant.
A piece of gravel cracked slowly, without even making a sound, like cutting tofu, like cutting the sky!
A blade flies out and cuts the gravel with electricity!
This was a terrifying scene. Ling Feng still stood on the same spot, but the wooden blade in his hand was broken again, and he also walked out of that ethereal state, his eyes as deep and distant as a long river.
"Seven kills!"
"That martial saint will never understand the Nine Kills." Ling Feng shook his head and said.
When he truly entered that realm, he truly realized how terrifying the Nine Heavens Killing was. It could be said that the Nine Heavens Killing had too high requirements on the talent of the warriors, just like the Nine Heavens Killing itself.
overbearing!
Only these two words can describe it. It can be said that first of all, it has extremely high requirements for the combat effectiveness of warriors. It is not promoted from the ultimate realm, nor has it experienced extremely fierce training. It is simply difficult to maximize the Nine Heavens Killing.
It is impossible to unite people and soldiers into one.
If you don't have enough foundation at the starting point, you will never reach the end.
Obviously, that Martial Saint was not talented enough and was in a very anxious mood, so it was difficult for him to exert the strongest power of Jiutian Kill in every kill. However, Ling Feng was different. Jiutian Kill was truly "alive" in his hands.
Seven kills with a wooden blade!
Ling Feng still only used three burning flames, but that blade shot out made Ling Feng himself feel frightened. Even with the momentum and speed, it was a terrifying lethality that was by no means inferior.
The original eight kills.
This also made Ling Feng look forward to the last two kills even more.
Another forest.
Even though the whole thing was destroyed, the wrath of the little unruly man was still terrifying.
However, today, seven days later, she also calmed down. She stabbed out one sword after another and moved on the ground, as fast as a young phoenix. However, every time she struck out with two swords, she would pause, because that was her.
What I have gained now is that I can only manage to kill the second sword.
Her small face is serious and focused, and she is constantly tempering the pale golden flame in her dantian, suppressing it again and again!
"Miscellaneous..."
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and people are like fire!
It was very difficult for Xiao Diaoman, who had been pampered and pampered all the time. It was very rare to be able to do this. Although he only displayed a light golden flame, when he fired the second sword, he had the fighting power to challenge the second-level Martial Emperor.
Ling Feng calmed down. He felt that he had encountered a threshold. There were some areas that he had not yet understood. If he could step forward, he might discover a new world.
In the past few days, he also secretly observed Xiao Diaoman and gave his own thoughts and insights from time to time, which benefited Xiao Diaoman a lot and made him even more grateful to Ling Feng.
Ten days later, Xiao Diaoman finally exerted the power and momentum of his second sword. Although it was still a bit inferior to Ling Feng, it was not easy.
Not long after, Ling Feng also stood up and explained his understanding of the third attack to Xiao Diaoman. Then, he stood up and left because he had already crossed the threshold.
The Seven Kills with the Wooden Blade is the union between man and burning flames.
The eight kills of the wooden blade are the fusion of man and burning flames.
The Wooden Blade Nine Kills is the fusion of man, weapon, and burning flames.
The burning flame is a blade, the blade is a blade, I can also be a blade!
This is a threshold. Once you see clearly, it will be another world. He is also looking forward to it. What kind of strong will he be in the end?
The heart is like still water, and the sun is like fire!
Ling Feng stabbed out with one blade after another, leaving an afterimage on the spot. He rushed out as fast as lightning, killing seven in a row, all in one go. This was also a process of building momentum. If it was interrupted, it would be very difficult.
It is difficult to exert strong power.
This was also a headache for Ling Feng, but he had a vague feeling that he had to enter the realm of nine kills. That would be a unique world, and perhaps there would be no such limitations.