The biting sword energy is coming towards my face. Look.
As soon as he entered, Lin Feng felt the majestic world of knives. The entire space was densely covered with suffocating knives, and his body could hardly move. As far as he could see, the walls, the ground, and even the top made of unknown metal materials were in chaos.
Intersecting with endless knife marks.
"What a terrifying sword intent." Lin Feng secretly said.
Just a knife mark can have such power. It would be hard to imagine if it were a real sword technique.
"The realm of strength is at least the third level."
"Moreover, the purest sword heart has reached the third level again, if it is the military leader himself."
The fourth level of sword heart!
Lin Feng felt deep admiration in his heart.
This is a military leader who is truly obsessed with the sword. Even if he is a strong man in the Nirvana, his power realm may not reach the fourth level, let alone the pure heart of the sword. The power realm is often composed of many aspects, and fusion is the strength.
The fastest way to improve is if your sword world reaches the second level limit, but the sword heart is only the first level limit.
"I was wrong." Lin Feng smiled.
In fact, Tianying Xiu couldn't feel such a strong sword intention outside. Only entering this house and having direct contact with these knife marks was immersive. The reason why he chose this place was to feel the sword intention and practice.
Sword moves, but now
"Chi! Chi!"
Close your eyes, you can clearly see those knife marks, and your body is completely restrained.
Surrounded by endless sword intent, like countless knives exploding in an instant, sharpening the heart of his sword in every possible way, Lin Feng felt as if he was in a sword demon purgatory, sinking in an instant.
"What!" Commander Bai Jie jumped up.
With a gloomy expression on his face, he looked directly at Army Leader Yiwu: "Are you telling the truth?"
The next day, Army Leader Wu shrugged: "My stupid apprentice told me. Later I went to Qian Dao Ting to take a look, and Lin Feng was indeed inside."
"This kid is so daring!" Commander Baijie raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Don't he know that he will get hurt if he does this?" He glared at Commander Yiwu, and Commander Baijie said: "Since you are here, why don't you
Let him come out?"
"I sent a message to him, but he ignored me." Army Leader Yi Wu looked innocent.
"You!" Bai Jiejun gritted his teeth angrily.
Instantly, the figure flashed and disappeared directly.
Qian Dao Ting is quite famous in the Seventh District.
It was once the residence of the Lord of Thousand Swords. A military leader who was addicted to swords was like a devil. Even if he died, he would leave behind Thousand Swords Ting, which was full of sword intent. He gathered all his life's efforts. Entering Thousand Swords Ting will sharpen the warrior's sword heart, as if it were all the time.
Fight with swords and improve the state of sword mind.
Just like natural selection, survival of the fittest, if you can survive, your strength will naturally increase. If you can't survive, you will be eliminated.
Of course, Thousand Blades Ting does not lead to death, but once the warrior cannot bear it, injury is inevitable.
It doesn't matter on weekdays, but now it is a critical moment in the battle for the Twelve Alliances.
"Lin Feng!" Commander Bai Jie shouted from outside Qian Dao Ting, instilling force.
As the leader of the seven league contestants this time, he did not want to see Lin Feng injured and miss the opportunity. Depending on the severity, you can practice at any time, but the competition for the twelve leagues only happens once a year. The ninth group and the
The tenth group has only an o% chance.
Don't miss this opportunity!
"Lin Feng! Lin Feng!!" He shouted continuously, and Commander Bai Jie looked a little ugly.
However, he did not get any response from Lin Feng.
"Leave it to him." The next day, the black army leader suddenly appeared behind him, swinging the black black fan: "This kid should be at the critical moment of realization, otherwise he would have responded long ago. It is a blessing, not a curse. Bai Jie, you are sometimes too serious and too serious.
I don’t care, so what if I lose to the Six Alliances, these are just external things.”
Commander Bai Jie's face turned cold and he snorted coldly.
He glanced at Qian Daoting with complicated eyes, then turned and left with a gloomy look. The Holy Land has its rules. Not to mention him, even the warlord cannot violate it. Otherwise, he would have caught Lin Feng out long ago, and in
From his point of view, Lin Feng simply didn't know what was important.
The next day, Army Leader Wu didn't pay attention. He smiled lightly and shook his fan.
He knew this old friend well, and he seemed to be unkind but actually had good intentions. However, this Lin Feng
"It's just a coward." Army Leader Yiwu said with a smile: "Although cramming for the moment can be useful, how much can you improve in just three days?" Army Leader Yiwu said with a click of his tongue: "In the end, the harm is greater than the benefit, you are too pushy.
.”
Shaking his head, Army Lord Wu would not mind his own business.
Then he left.
At this moment, Lin Feng in Qian Dao Ting was indeed at a critical moment.
The prepared bloodline holy fruit has not yet been taken. How can one imagine that entering Thousand Blades Ting is like stepping into a training ground? The most profound and profound training begins immediately without a moment's pause, because the moment of pause, the sword heart will inevitably be damaged, including oneself.
Injuried.
It's like swimming in the ocean with a giant shark chasing behind you.
If you don't want to be caught up by it, you have to swim forward as hard as you can, swimming faster and faster.
This is Lin Feng's current state.
Only when you are under pressure will you suppress your own potential. Lin Feng knows this very well. Now he has reached the limit of the first level of Sword Heart, and he is only one step away from breaking through the lack of it. This step is not difficult to say, but it is not easy to say that it is simple. Right now
It's the perfect time.
Either get injured or break through.
There are only two ways.
"If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent person." Lin Feng tried his best and gritted his teeth. At this time, he felt like he was in the devil's prison of swords. Every moment he faced the endless sword light. His heart and body were completely immersed in it, constantly resisting.
, a constant battle.
There is no way out.
The strength of the sword and the intention of the sword have reached the extreme.
"I want to become stronger."
"I want to enter qualifying!"
Lin Feng's eyes were red and he clenched his teeth.
Lei Huolie, Ji Xinling, Shi Yun, Chi Zhi, Kui Dou and the Twelve Leagues battle strong men came to mind one by one. Each one has his first-class combat power. The thoughts in his heart are extremely firm. Seeing these future opponents
, Lin Feng felt his blood boiling and full of challenges.
In an instant, the ugly face of the evil army leader of the Six Alliances appeared again, and Lin Feng deeply hated him.
Pressure can turn into a burden, a mountain, which can make people breathless, decadent or even collapse; but it can also encourage people to make progress, work hard, try their best, and turn pressure into motivation. Lin Feng is obviously the latter, in Thousand Knife Ting Endless
Under the strong pressure of the sword, one after another, round after round
For two days, there was no pause.
The ground was covered with Lin Feng's sweat and was completely soaked. Willpower became the key to this secret battle. Lin Feng, who possessed Tianying cultivation and was extremely determined, finally withstood the impact of the sword's intention one after another, and the sword's heart was as if it was tempered into steel.
, eventually transformed and sublimated by tempering.
A clear feeling of "wow" came over his heart. Lin Feng felt that his body strength had taken a huge step forward. His whole body felt comfortable and he had entered a new level.
The heart of the knife is the second level.
(There is another chapter. I had a lot of sequelae of fatigue and paralysis a while ago. I have had a cold recently. Xiaoxiao has been adjusting. Please forgive me aa) (To be continued.)