clatter!

Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and the Shenxuan Red Blood Sword turned gently, pulled out a sword flower, and hit back the long sword like a rubber band. Then the sword tip shook, and several sword energy condensed from the breath of Lingshen cuts straight to Feng Lingsheng.

Feng Lingsheng flipped the hilt of the sword with his fingers, took back the sword, then slammed the ground, and swung his arms, and thrust! A wall of air composed of wind aura appeared. The sword energy hit the wall of air and was absorbed directly. Then he swung the sword again, and the sword body swallowed the wall of air like a big mouth, and the halo of the sword body became stronger and stronger.

What a strange sword! It can not only stretch and shorten, but also recover the released spiritual mysterious energy. If so, the consumption of spiritual mysterious energy in his body will be very low, and he will definitely lose when fighting a protracted battle!

"Don't be scared by my sword!" Feng Lingsheng smiled proudly and waved his hand again. The sword flew out like a rubber band and stabbed Su Yun. But just as the sword edge was about to approach Su Yun, the sword edge suddenly split into two halves, one left and one right attacking and killing.

It can still be split!

Ordinary people have long been fooled when facing such a strange sword trick, but when the sword splits, Su Yun waved his arms violently, one left and one right toward the split sword.

Dangdang!

The Shenxuan Red Blood Sword flew away on one side, but the other side was even more strange. Su Yun's left hand clearly didn't hold anything, but he shook the other side's sword from the air.

Feng Lingsheng's pupils were slightly stunned: "Is the invisible sword?"

Whoosh!

Su Yun rushed over, holding Chang Xiao in one hand and Shen Xuan Chi Blood in the other, but to the eyes of others, he only held a sword.

"Interesting!" Feng Lingsheng recovered, and the split sword returned to its original state again. His five fingers moved slightly, and his eyes flashed with a trace of golden light. When the opponent rushed over, he suddenly shook the water-blue sword and stabbed him fiercely and violently.

No sword is a false move.

The sword tip faces the tendons and veins at the head, neck, heart, wrists, and the main qi veins.

He showed no mercy. In his opinion, the two of them had to hold back even more when they were more sword-like, which was an insult to the sword-user.

Feng Lingsheng's sword was so fast that it was unpredictable. After careful calculation, it even knocked out more than 300 swords in one second!

What frequency should this be?

But! What makes people even more shocking is that Su Yun blocks them all.

His arms were spinning like a windmill, and the two swords were reciprocating each other. The sword energy was raging wildly between the two people, and the clanging sound was even more dense than the firecrackers!

"Haha, the sword is fast enough, the eyes are accurate enough! But your sword intent is weak!"

At this time, Feng Lingsheng suddenly chuckled, then his eyes sank, and an unprecedentedly powerful sword intent overflowed all over his body!

Tag.

The spiritual mysterious energy in Su Yun's body was suppressed at this moment. The mysterious energy was blocked, and the sword in both hands immediately sank three points.

Whoosh!

Feng Lingsheng showed a successful smile and raised his sword.

However, what surprised Feng Lingsheng was that at this moment, Su Yun released the Shenxuan Red Blood Sword in his hand, and actually held another invisible sword in both hands and stabbed Feng Ling with all his might.

Whoosh!

The sword energy swept open.

The two men stopped swords.

Feng Lingsheng and Su Yun stood up, and Feng Lingsheng raised the water blue long sword with one hand, and the sword tip pressed against Su Yun's chin.

But the long Xiao sword held by Su Yun in both hands also pressed against Feng Lingsheng's heart. The sword edge pressed against his sword suit. Although the sword was invisible, Feng Lingsheng could feel the existence of this sword.

"Oh? I used the sword intent to suppress your spiritual breath, making it impossible for you to control the sword with your energy. The speed of swinging the sword was slowed down by 30%. Then you gave up one sword and concentrated your strength to maintain the attack speed of another sword. Is there some tricks, which is not bad!"

Feng Lingsheng put down the sword and smiled: "Cunning, my sword skills surprised me. This fight was so exciting, hahahaha."

"I've given up!"

Su Yun exhaled, took the sword back, and said with a slight breath.

Although the two tied, Su Yun was already breathing, while Feng Lingsheng's face remained unchanged, which was enough to show that he had not tried his best.

"You have strong speed and accuracy. If you continue to practice, you will definitely be able to do something in the sword path, but your sword intent still needs to be continued to be trained!"

"Sword Intention?" is indeed a little exercise. Usually, I only focus on training my cultivation or practicing sword techniques.

"Don't underestimate the sword intent, it is the original power of a swordsman! Just like the deterrent power emitted when a tiger preys! When you fight with someone, the sword intent is enough, and you can use this to suppress the opponent's spiritual breath first, make the opponent frightened, and completely lose the idea of ​​being an enemy with you! The powerful sword intent can even kill the opponent silently! Cunning, your understanding of the sword intent is still too shallow!"

Feng Lingsheng smiled and said.

"How to cultivate powerful sword intent?" Su Yun asked hurriedly. The method of practicing sword intent in the past was just a simple sword enlightenment, which was completely a kind of self-taught practice. Not to mention that the cultivation was not effective, even Su Yun himself felt extremely difficult.

"The method is very simple. Practice more swords and feel more swords!"

"Don't be too profound."

"Okay, I'll just say it straightforwardly!" Feng Lingsheng raised the sword in his hand, placed the sword edge flat in front of him, and smiled and said, "Did you see it?"

"What?"

"My sword!"

Su Yun looked at him and saw that the sword was ordinary and had nothing.

"What is sword intent? It is a kind of sword artistic conception! Cunning, what do you treat the sword as when using the sword? Friends? Enemies? Tools for killing? Or straws for life? These are all the artistic conception of the sword! When you treat it as a friend, the power it exerts is a kind of sword intent. When treating it as an enemy, the power it exerts is another kind of! The strength of the sword lies in yourself, and this is the artistic conception!" Feng Lingsheng waved the sword, and a faint light bloomed on the sword. He smiled and said, "And I neither treat this sword as an enemy nor a friend! I have always regarded it as myself!"

"Treat yourself?"

"Is there anything in this world that is more at will than yourself?" Feng Lingsheng asked with a smile.

Su Yun was silent.

He lowered his head to meditate and digested Feng Lingsheng's words. Although it was just a few simple words, it seemed to open a door for him that he had never noticed before.

He sat on the ground thinking, motionless, staring at the ground, as if he was immersed in his mind.

Oh? Do you understand it in just a few simple sentences? It seems that this person has not weak understanding of swords and must be very talented.

Feng Lingsheng stared at Su Yun for a moment, then called away: "Jiu, Lord Jiu!"

"Hmm?" Su Yun suddenly woke up and came back to his senses and looked at him in surprise.

"I didn't want to disturb you, but before that, can you answer a few questions?" Feng Lingsheng asked with a smile on his face, looking at his eyes.

"I just happen to have a few questions to ask you! But you can talk about it first."

"Oh, it's not anything else. I just want to ask, how did you learn the Lingshen breath?" Feng Lingsheng said.

When Su Yun heard this, his expression became a little darker.

"Is it inconvenient to say? If it is inconvenient, you can not answer."

"It was taught to me by an old man, but he only had a spirit, and because of something his spirit disappeared, I was looking for a way to resurrect him."

"That sorry" Feng Lingsheng seemed to guess something.

"By the way, Lord Feng, how did you know Ling Shen's breath?" Su Yun asked hurriedly.

"Oh, I have fought with people with Lingshen aura before." Feng Lingsheng smiled.

When Su Yun heard this, his heart instantly jumped up: "What happened? Who have you ever fought with?"

"That happened a long time ago. I don't know who he is, but he is a very powerful existence. I guess he has at least the cultivation level of Lingxuan Zun."

"Ling Xuan Zun? How can you, the fourth grade of Ling Xuan Yang, compete with the existence of Ling Xuan Zun?" Su Yun was stunned.

Feng Lingsheng smiled, but didn't say anything, but the narrow eyes under his bangs flashed through the faint silence.

Is this Feng Lingsheng true? But his cultivation level is definitely not an opponent of Ling Xuan Zun? Or is it that he was a very powerful figure in the past, but later he was knocked out of his cultivation level and became the fourth-level Ling Xuanyang existence?

"So, Lord Feng, do you know where you were fighting with that man?" Su Yun asked again.

Ling Shen's aura is the unique aura of the Wuji Sword Sect. Feng Ling Shengding is fighting with the people of the Wuji Sword Sect. After asking, maybe he can find out some of the whereabouts of the Wuji Sword Sect.

"I know, it's in Tianshen Mountain!" Feng Lingsheng said with a harmless smile from humans and animals.

"Tianshen Mountain?"

Su Yun's pupils swelled slightly, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and asked in a low voice: "Do you know where Tianshen Mountain is?"

"I know, hehe, what? Do you know about Tianshen Mountain?"

"I heard it but don't know where it is."

"Tianshen Mountain is just its previous name. Many people have never heard of it, but its current name must have been heard of it, and that is the Prison Dragon Canyon."

"Prison Dragon Canyon?"

"Yes! According to legend, for more than a thousand years, an evil dragon was in chaos in Tianshen Mountain. A peerless powerful man slashed the evil dragon on Tianshen Mountain. The strong man held the peerless magic sword and cut the mountain into two halves with one sword, turning it out of the abyss, and then buried the evil dragon in the abyss. Therefore, Tianshen Mountain was renamed the Prisoner Dragon Canyon."

When Su Yun heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know about Tianshen Mountain, but he knew about the road in the Guilong Canyon.

When the Tianwei Sect matter is over, we will go to find the Wuji Sword Sect.

"It's getting late, it's time for me to leave!"

Su Yun stood up and did not continue to stay here for a long time.

"When will you come again?" Feng Lingsheng asked with a smile.

"Let's talk about it later."

"Cause, although I only have the fourth grade of Lingxuanyang, my sword skills are not just that. If you come here to compete with me every day, maybe I can teach you something, would you like?"

"oh?"

Su Yun glanced at Feng Lingsheng, but did not respond directly. He turned his head and thought for a moment, then waved his hand and left.

Feng Lingsheng looked at the departing back, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!