Huaying stood still in place as if angry, with the sword against her legs, slowly brewing her momentum.

The sword energy has consumed a lot of energy the previous two times, and now I have to come again, so it naturally needs some brewing.

Concentrate and calm your energy, use visualization to transport the magic power in your body, adjust your breathing, and let your body enter a stable state again, and then gently raise your hand.

The sword body drew an arc in the air, started from the front of the body, lifted it to the waist, and swung it to the side. The whole process has been practiced nearly a million times. During the movements of flowing clouds, the mind also flowed into the sword body along the arms and mixed magic power.

0:5 seconds? Or 0:3 seconds? Or shorter?

From the accumulation of momentum of painting and shadow, this sword has reached the end point it should have reached in just a blink of an eye.

According to the previous situation, here, Huaying's will will mix her magic power and flew out from the tip of the sword and turned into sword energy. However, Huaying stopped this behavior, but let go of her hand as Feng Xue said.

Habits are not so easy to change, but Huaying did not intend to give Feng Xue a chance to get sloppy. She used a small amount of mana to stimulate the acupoints on the wrist. While the sword was completed, she lost her grip strength just right.

The paralysis of wrists was nothing at this moment. Huaying stared at her hunting equipment, watching it turn into a dazzling white light, easily penetrated the target, piercing deeply into the land under her feet. Then, a fountain also sprayed out of the hole, rushing obliquely on the back of the target, splashing everywhere.

"Tsk, poke the groundwater out!" Feng Xue confirmed that this was not the case that it had exploded the water pipe, and waved her hard in front of Huaying, who had already fallen into a dull state, signaling her to come back to her senses quickly.

"This... I did it? You won't control me secretly again, right?" Huaying looked at the target that was poked in disbelief. It had a foot thick high-strength material penetrated through it with one blow. The notch was as smooth as a mirror, not like being pierced, but like an effect that it had been achieved after countless polishes.

"Of course you did it! But hurry up and block the groundwater for me! Otherwise, the garden will become a saline-alkali land!" Feng Xue stared at her eyes, and Huaying reacted, quickly raised her fingers, pointed at the fountain, and then nothing happened.

"I have no magic power anymore." Huaying's face turned slightly red. While the sword had escaped, it also drained all her magic power, so that she could not have any strength left.

Hanguang, who finally came to his senses, heard this and then walked over. He pointed his hands and the spring water stopped immediately. Then, the land rolled like water near the spring. Soon, the Huaying Sword that was deeply inserted into the strata was pushed out by the soil, and the spring was once again flattened.

"That moment just now is so powerful!" Ling Yi murmured, but Feng Xue understood that this girl wanted to teach her something more powerful.

However, the previous words should have been of some effect. This girl did not show much jealousy at this time, because she had realized that whether others are strong or not has much to do with her, as long as she continues to become stronger.

However, there is no problem with Zero Yi, Huaying is still in a daze, just like a poor student suddenly got a full mark for no reason. Not to mention the teacher's suspicion, he himself was confused.

"Don't be stupid, remember how I felt before?" Feng Xue reached out and rubbed Huaying's hair. To be honest, he had wanted to do this for a long time, but he had never had a chance. Now, while Huaying was in a daze, he finally enjoyed the texture of a slight resistance in the smoothness.

"It seems that even the soul has been pulled away." Huaying slowly came back to her senses and recalled the moment before, the feeling of all the magic power, will and energy being pulled away. Not only did she not have a sense of fear, but she also had the urge to do it again.

This is not a pathological idea, because that feeling is actually not unfamiliar to male compatriots. Yes, the feeling of being pulled out of power at that moment is extremely similar to the feeling of [musk spirit]. However, if you have to say it, you should have experienced the feeling of a high-stimulating cup before you learn to make coffee.

The description of almost shooting out the soul is not just a description.

"In fact, your soul was almost pulled away." Feng Xue said, "The so-called sword control means pouring your will into the sword. In this process, the sword will have a subtle connection with your soul, just like your own body. Only in this way can the flying sword run as expected, rather than like a puppet lifting. If you give him a command, it will move."

"But this is a hunting tool! It has already been connected with my soul!" Huaying's desire for knowledge is very strong, or the responsibility she bears makes her have to ask every detail. Since Han Guang has decided to take the emotional route, the number of this question is so many that the characters who are annoying can only come by themselves.

"It's not the same thing. The connection you talk about is more like a remote control toy. You bind a signal frequency to it. Through this frequency, you can pass on preset commands to it. The method I teach you is to keep pets and convey the commands. How to do it depends on the spirituality it has. Of course, this spirituality is drawn from your spirit, so I say that it is almost draining the soul away.

Your next training is to try to issue a turn command to it after throwing the sword out. When you can perfectly change the direction, your will intensity will almost reach the standard of practicing true sword control. Then, I will teach you the next step of practice."

Feng Xue said, but found that Lingyi's gaze had become anxious. Not only Lingyi, but Hanguang's expression of looking at him became full of desire. Feng Xue shook her head and said to the two:

"Don't look at me like this. You two are in a row. When the sword energy turns into sword intent, you will naturally learn to fly with the sword. The reason why I teach painting movies like this is because painting movie swords are suitable for such training. You two fight the swords and stab the swords, and you still want to throw them away and play with them?"
Chapter completed!