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Four hundred and sixteenth chapter sword practice on the road

Except for Adong and Bai Lian driving a carriage, most of them were running around. After all, most of them were fifth-level kings, and their footwork was already comparable to the power of four horses. As for Feng Wanqian, he was even a sixth-level saint who could walk on the void, and his speed was far from being comparable to everyone.

Looking at Feng Wanqian who was walking leisurely in the air, people were not only envious, but also felt a sense of awe in their hearts.

Because they learned from Zilong who was the sixth-level saint who was moving forward with the team, Jian Tu Feng Wanqian was famous in the Central Plains. Many people regard him as the successor of the sword saint Mu Rufeng, and they are likely to grow into the next generation of swordsmanship.

In the past five hundred years, the original world has produced four generations of swordsmanship. The first generation was Mu Jianfeng and Chen Liuwu. Since Chen Liuwu's death, Mu Jianfeng has not been able to find a second opponent in his life. He is the ancestor of swordsmanship and is regarded as the ancestor of swordsmanship by later generations. He has had a profound impact on later generations and triggered a sword training frenzy that has been followed by hundreds of years.

The second generation is the Sword Emperor Yan Zhenzi. Yan Zhenzi held the light of the ancient moon in his hand and compared the sword with others more than 7,600 times in his life, but never lost. In his era, no one could do anything to him. He and the Beast King Ye Wuhen were close friends. These two ruled the sword and beast taming era respectively.

But no one knows why. Sixty years ago, the sword emperor Yan Zhenzi folded his sword and the light of the ancient moon, and entered the bamboo forest with a wooden sword in his hand. From then on, he never heard of the world. Whether he was dead or alive, there were many different opinions on the world.

The third generation is the era when the three swords were heard together. The sword saint Mu Rufeng, the controller of the Antian Sword, the name of Xiaotian Sword, Zilong's father, Wei Xiaotian, and Ji Ruming, the owner of Xingyu Sword, are called the three great sword tycoons in the Origin World. The three of them have their own sword skills and compete with each other.

To this day, these three people are the ones who can hold the swordsman in the world.

Among the rising stars who are most promising to lead the next generation of swordsmanship, there is the name of Jiantu Feng Wanqian. As the successor of the Sword Saint, the owner of Huanglong Sword, and the drunkard who is addicted to alcohol... There are too many things that are talked about on Feng Wanqian.

There is such a master who uses swords around me, Zilong did not waste resources. These two people were walking at the front of the team and had the fastest speed, and often had to pull the team back for an hour.

Feng Wanqian originally used this period to find a place to sit down and drink leisurely, but later Zilong came to the door and smiled and wanted to compete with him for a sword.

At the beginning, Feng Wanqian was a little disdainful and was only interested in drinking and was too lazy to compete with Zilong. However, when Zilong showed up to dance with Fengfeng, Feng Wanqian jumped out of the stone.

Although Zhufengliu Wujian is not ranked high in the Ten Directions Weapons, people who exist like Feng Wanqian know that it is because Shen Liuwu died too early. Zhufengliu Wujian not only did not have a soul, but also did not do it.

But Chen Liuwu became the only swordsman who left a sword injury on Mu Jianfeng's back with such a sword, and almost defeated Mu Jianfeng. This legendary sword could be seen in Zilong's hands, which Feng Wan never expected.

Moreover, the Zhufengliuwu Sword has produced a sword soul. Although it is only a young sword soul, it has undergone a qualitative change.

So, Feng Wanqian couldn't wait to compete with Zilong for swords. He suppressed his cultivation and began to compete with Zilong for sword skills.

However, when Feng Wanqian's yellow dragon sword was unsheathed, Zilong was excited to fight against him with the Zhufengliu Dance Sword. For the first time, he only insisted on two moves under Feng Wanqian's hands, and Feng Wanqian's sword was pressed against his neck and declared a failure.

Zilong was naturally dissatisfied, and then lost and then lost. He kept repeating this cycle of reincarnation.

When the large army behind arrived, they saw a ragged Zilong, and Feng Wanqian, who was lying leisurely on a big stone and drinking, his clothes were spotless...

Feng Wanqian is just a drunkard when drinking, and he is not always visible, but when he talks about swords, he is as arrogant as if he has changed his own person.

But he also has arrogance. Zilong, who suffered a lot in the next few days, deeply realized this.

Feng Wanqian's sword is a sword that defeats the enemy without any unnecessary movements. Every time he takes action, he aims to kill his opponent as fast as possible. With all the flashy moves, Feng Wanqian's sword seems to be very mediocre, and it can be said that it is not at all admirable, but if he really fights with him, all opponents will understand how terrifying Feng Wanqian's sword is.

If it is compared with speed, power, and even the skills of fist and foot, Zilong asked himself that it would not be much worse. However, in terms of sword skills, even if Zilong is so kind, he would not give Feng Wanqian two thumbs up.

After five days, Zilong's longest time was when Feng Wanqian persisted in five moves, and he released the gravity of the magnetic wrist guard and turned on the Tianjue state at the same time.

What made Zilong despair was that Feng Wanqian's cultivation, even speed and strength, had always been suppressed at the most mediocre level of the fifth-level mid-level level, and Zilong was far superior to ordinary fifth-level mid-level kings in these aspects.

Feng Wanqian relied on his combat experience and superb sword skills to reverse all his disadvantages alive.

On this day, when the set of clothes that Zilong had just changed was peeled into rags by Feng Wanqian, he was so tired that he lay on the ground and gasped and rested.

Although Zilong had not yet fully practiced Shen Liuwu's method of Zhufeng Sword, Zilong had already practiced some of the techniques and sword moves through the guidance of Zhufeng Liu Wu's sword. However, in Feng Wanqian's hands, Zilong discovered that those sword moves that he thought were quite exquisite were full of loopholes in Feng Wanqian's hands.

For the first time, Zilong became suspicious of Zhufeng's sword technique, because compared with Feng Wanqian's simple sword technique, Zhufeng's sword technique seemed to be a bit fancy.

Feng Wanqian, who was leaning next to the big tree, held the Huanglong Sword while drinking sake, shook his head and slowly told him what he had discovered when he was practicing swords with Zilong these days.

"I have never seen such a strong force and speed with the same cultivation level. In contrast, your explosive power is also extremely amazing. If supplemented by high-level close-fitting martial arts, your close-fitting ability is absolutely amazing.

You can say that these advantages are mixed with good or bad when you bring them to ordinary sword moves, but if you want to bring them to the profound mysterious sword moves like Zhufeng Sword Technique, you will be a little out of place. Therefore, your Zhufeng Sword Technique has some differences and does not use the deep marrow of Zhufeng Sword Technique at all."

Listening to Feng Wanqian's voice, Zilong immediately stood up from the ground and said in surprise: "You know the Zhufeng Sword Technique!"

Zilong did not expect Feng Wanqian to recognize the sword technique that Chen Liuwu had lost for many years.

"I once saw Zhufeng Sword Technique in a classical sword technique, which is very similar to some of the sword moves you used. Are you so lucky that you obtained the sword move secrets of Senior Chen Liuwu while obtaining Zhufeng Liuwu's sword? " Feng Wanqian asked.

"That's right." Zilong replied vaguely. Regarding the secret realm of Tiangu Taoist, the same thing is still the case. The fewer people know, the better.

"You just said that my advantages were a little out of place in Zhufeng's sword technique. What does it mean?" Zilong came to Feng Wanqian's side, sat cross-legged, and asked him for advice.

"According to my understanding, Zhufeng Sword Technique emphasizes a kind of elegance and freedom. When it comes out of the sword, it is like a flowing water. It is equivalent to a sword skill with its own body and martial arts. It is integrated with offense and defense, and it can be transformed at any time, with almost no flaws. When you use the sword, you have more strength but less skill. The exquisiteness of Zhufeng Sword Technique that you can make is also produced with the help of Zhufeng Liudian's sword lightness and agility.

You can try it. Once you leave the Zhufengliu Sword Dance, you should hardly use a single Zhufeng Sword Technique. Your own combat skills and Zhufeng Sword Technique style are mutually suppressed. No matter how fierce and violent your close combat ability is, when you pick up the sword, you must abandon your previous combat habits and use the Zhufeng Sword Technique's thoughts to fight.

At least, before you have the ability to integrate the Zhufeng Sword Technique, doing so is the fastest way to practice.”

Feng Wanqian's words made Zilong fall into deep thought. Only then did he realize that the subtle of Zhufeng Sword Technique he thought he had mastered before was actually used by using Zhufeng Liudian Sword...

Looking at Zilong who was in deep thought, Feng Wanqian smiled, then raised the wine pot and slapped two more.

Although Zilong's swordsmanship is "bad" in Feng Wanqian's eyes, Zilong's cultivation and physical fitness really shocked Feng Wanqian's heart. The fifth-level mid-stage king who was only seventeen years old was one of the best even in the previous Central Plains competition. What's even more rare is that his physical fitness far exceeds that of people of the same level.

Even if Feng Wanqian is now a mid-stage saint in the sixth level, it is not easy to surpass Zilong, who has turned on the Tianjue state in the above speed and strength. Of course, speed and strength are not the whole of the battle, otherwise Zilong would not be suppressing his cultivation. Feng Wanqian, who has power and speed, was defeated so miserably.

"Zhufeng Liuwu Sword plus Zhufeng Sword Technique, tsk, brother Zilong's blessing is really profound, but it is probably not enough to fully understand Chen Liuwu's Zhufeng Sword Technique without more than ten or twenty years of time. After all, this is a sword technique that even the sword ancestor Mu Jianfeng is afraid of..."

Thinking of this, Feng Wanqian looked at Zilong again in contemplation, with a little expectation on his face.

"I guess the Central Plains Competition will be even more exciting in four months than ours... Alas, in this flash, four years have passed."

Feng Wanqian looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and his thoughts glanced at him. In a moment, he took out an emerald green jade pendant from his arms.
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