Chapter three hundred and seven sword heart transparent
But Jing Wushou had no choice.
Elder Jian Chi was present, and if he didn't take action, Elder Jian Chi would definitely take action. He could only watch helplessly as the huge sword shadow struck the unsuspecting Ye Fei.
Boom!
The sword light, which was enough to destroy the space, swept past Ye Fei's body in an instant. However, the sword light was at the moment when it approached.
Ye Fei, who was deep in thought, suddenly felt something.
"There is sword intent, and even more sword energy! Someone is swinging a sword at me! Why is this sword intent so familiar? By the way, is this the sword intent of Senior Brother Jing?"
When the crisis came, even if Ye Fei was in the "enchanted" state of Wenjian, he quickly reacted, turned around quickly, raised his head, and opened his mouth.
After ten days of contemplation, Ye Fei's eyes burst out with bright sword light. Unknowingly, like Yan Bei, he had developed a sword eye similar to a sword eye.
As far as the eye can see, there is the light of the sword.
"This sword light has no murderous intent! Senior Brother Jing is not trying to kill me. Hey, I can even feel the tension and worry contained in the sword intent. Is that Jing Wushou's inner emotion?"
"Why, why can I feel the sword's intention and also feel the unique emotions of the person wielding the sword?"
"Why!"
Ye Fei roared angrily, he didn't understand, he didn't understand, but he really felt all this, and subconsciously communicated with the Immortal Sword Soul. After all, Jing Wushou was a master of the Martial Master Realm, even if he didn't have murderous intentions , that is not something Wu Zong can resist.
Later, Ye Fei clearly felt the joy and fighting spirit of the Immortal Sword Soul at the moment he communicated with it.
It was a feeling he had never felt before. Although he could feel the sword soul's weird emotions such as disgust, disdain, and fullness when using the Immortal Sword Soul in the past, those feelings were very vague. Many of them were guessed in Ye Fei's subjective consciousness.
But this time, that feeling, that consciousness, was so clear and so shocking that Ye Fei suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.
"Could it be said that the sword also has a soul? The sword has the sword's intention and the sword's soul. Why doesn't it have the sword's mood? Oh yes, it's the sword's heart. The sword actually has the sword's heart?"
boom!
After ten years of hard training, he was not as good as the master. The voice of Elder Jian Chi also entered Ye Fei's mind at the moment when the sword came to his body.
"What is a sword?"
Ye Fei replied loudly: "The will is the sword, the mood is the sword, my will is the sword's intention, my heart is the sword's heart, I understand, this is the sword!"
The sword light on his body became more and more dazzling. The confusion and distress he had been having for many days suddenly became clear during Elder Jianchi's special sword-asking ceremony.
Ye Fei understands, and understands that the sword is just a carrier, and the warrior's will and mood are the essence. This is the sword, and this is me. The other side of the devil is the avenue! Completely solving the confusion in his heart, Ye Fei's sword, Become sharper instantly.
His own realm also rose rapidly in an instant. Just when the sword came to his body, Ye Fei took out the sword, "Brother Jing, take my sword!"
A sword that kills the sky!
boom!
Ye Fei used his hand as a sword, imitating the sword-crazy elder, and used his sword fingers. Although there was no sword in his hand, the power of the Sky Burial Style was greatly reduced.
However, Ye Fei felt that his sword was smoother than the Heaven-Burying Sword he had wielded before with the Soul-Eating Sword, and the feeling of being rejected by the world completely disappeared.
At this time, Ye Fei does not look like a person rejected by heaven and earth, but a person rejected by heaven and earth. This is the real sword to bury the sky!
Zang Tian, Zang Tian, if even the rejection of heaven and earth can't bear, then how can Zang Tian, the shining sword light, making Jing Wushou's huge sword shadow, a millimeter away from Ye Fei's body, completely
Pause.
Devour the sword intent!
Then Ye Fei moved, and with another sword finger, he pointed at Jing Wushou's huge sword shadow without mercy, and at the front of Ye Fei's sword finger, a dark dot suddenly appeared, expanding rapidly, and in an instant
It becomes a huge black hole in space as big as a bucket.
Like a giant beast in the starry sky, it opened its huge mouth and swallowed all of Jing Wushou's sword light in one mouthful, disappearing without a trace.
"My sword light was actually swallowed?"
When Jing Wushou saw this scene, his eyes almost fell to the ground. You must know that it was the sword light of his Martial Master Realm. He could kill any number of martial arts masters. Even though that sword light,
Jing Wushou didn't have any murderous intent, but it couldn't be so simple that he was destroyed in one go.
Then, Jing Wushou suddenly noticed Ye Fei's slowly retracting the Devouring Sword Intention, and Jing Wushou cursed in frustration: "What a pervert, it's actually 50% of the Sword Intent! This sword peak is really perverted!"
Jing Wushou was completely unaware that his words had actually scolded both himself and Elder Jianchi, but only in this way could he express Jing Wushou's depressed mood at this time.
You must know that it took Jing Wushou a full three years to reach 50% Sword Intent back then, but it only took Ye Fei how long to pass the most difficult sword question in Jianfeng in just a few days.
The ceremony was already very exaggerated.
The most outrageous thing is that even the sword intent is like riding a rocket, directly rising from 30% sword intent to 50% sword intent.
How could Jing Wushou not be depressed?
Ye Fei was also startled, "Fifty percent sword intent? By the way, what happened just now? Why was I stunned for a moment, and the sword intent increased from 30% to 50%."
puff!
These words have already caused tons of harm to Jing Wushou. People who show off are not hateful. It is hateful that the other party is clearly showing off but is still ignorant. This is the most depressing thing.
"Damn it, whoever dares to say that Junior Brother Ye is mediocre in the future, I, Jing Wushou, will definitely beat his parents until they recognize him!"
Jing Wushou roared depressedly, then walked over happily, put his arm around Ye Fei's shoulders and smiled: "Haha, Junior Brother Ye, congratulations. In more than ten days, not only did you pass the Sword Peak Sword Questioning Ceremony,
You can also break through 50% of the sword power. Master has tried his best to train you, which makes me, my senior brother, even a little bit jealous."
Of course, it was just a little bit. Jing Wushou was open-minded by nature. Generally speaking, he was mostly happy to see Ye Fei's rapid progress.
Elder Jian Chi also looked at Ye Fei with a smile and asked again: "Now, do you understand swords?"
"Elder, I don't understand swords!" Ye Fei replied sincerely. This time, he had no hesitation or hesitation, only determination.
The more he understood the way of swordsmanship, the more he could feel his own insignificance. The elder Jianchi finally smiled. He turned around alone and casually pulled out a sword polished with an unknown stone on the sword peak.
The stone sword pointed at Ye Fei from a distance: "Now, draw your sword at me!"
boom!
Following the words of Elder Jian Chi, his own realm suddenly began to decline rapidly, from the tenth level of King Wu to the tenth level of Wu Zong. He hesitated for a moment.
The elder Jian Chi controlled his realm to the level of a half-step martial arts master, and then signaled Ye Fei to draw his sword. (To be continued)