Chapter 171 Sword and Sword

"Luo Changfeng?"

Lin He's good memory is amazing, but some things that he doesn't seem to care much have passed for a long time, and it will take some time to recall. Now 200 percent of Lin He's attention is on the man in front of him, but it seems that this strange name will be difficult to evoke memory for a while.

"Your weapon." Luo Changfeng is not like a monk, but more like a reckless and green man. Although his words are gentle, the tempered temperament on his body can't be concealed in any case. There will be no regrets in Lin He's defeat in the hands of such a person. Instead, a dignified battle can achieve a breakthrough in the realm.

Luo Changfeng smiled and was very satisfied with Lin He's problem. Whether in ancient times and today, there were more monks than ordinary people, and their lives were like grass, and they didn't agree to draw their swords. Lin He could have launched a thunder strike while Luo Changfeng was unprepared. Even if the power gap between the two sides was huge, he could have taken the lead, but he did not do so.

"My weapon is in your hand." Luo Changfeng's voice fell, and the smile in his eyes was even more full. Under what he did, Lin He's two swords seemed to have been manipulated by the sword spirit. They broke away from Lin He's right hand and were led away by Luo Changfeng's void.

The two swords of Qingtian have been integrated with the sword of Lin Heren. Normally, no one can control it before Lin He's death, unless the huge Zhenyuan is used to break through the layers of prohibition, destroy the law of heaven and earth, and forcibly subdue it. Although Lin He's cultivation is only in the late Yuanying period, and there are still many monks above him in the cultivation world, but Lin He's special body of the bright moon, combined with the sharp Haoyue Zhenli, even the late monks who want to seize the flying sword of Lin He, not to mention that Lin He's flying sword is still excellent at the ground level. Flying sword.

When the two swords of Qingtian were about to fall into the hands of Luo Changfeng, Lin He's mind was full of consciousness, and the short reaction time left for him was almost negligible. The other party had completed the control of the flying sword before he completely reacted. If the flying sword completely fell into the hands of Luo Changfeng, the consequences would be unimaginable. With the unity of the sword, the movement of the mind and the feeling of the sword, Lin He tried his best to control his consciousness, finally stopped the trend of the flying sword and slowly pulled it back.

Luo Changfeng was slightly surprised. As far as he knew, Yuanying was far from reaching the realm of the integration of human and swords in the later period. Lin He had already given Luo Changfeng enough surprises at the beginning of this battle. At a young age, opportunity or anything else is no longer important, because you have done well enough, but if that's all, it's not enough to satisfy me.

After saying this with a smile, Luo Changfeng's smile finally became serious. The body exuded a powerful momentum, which shocked the world like a huge wave. At this moment, Luo Changfeng was no longer the kind middle-aged man with a gentle smile. He was confident and almost overflowed from his body. Any difficulties between heaven and earth were not enough to stop him from moving forward. Even if the heaven and earth are discolored, it is difficult to cover its sharp edge when time and space are cracked. .

Just retreated one-third of the distance, Lin He suddenly felt the strong pulling force of the other party. Even if Lin He's consciousness was exhausted, it was difficult to compete with it. Lin He couldn't help but be angry and anxious. He has never met such a powerful enemy, and the strength of the other party has not been fully demonstrated. It is just a mess of Lin He, who has been defeated through his profound consciousness.

"Since it has reached the point of unity of human and sword, why bother to use God to know the sword? The art of the sword lies in the heart. The sword with the heart is the highest realm of the sword. The divine consciousness is just a paving stone for monks at a low level. If you don't rely on it, it is difficult to achieve both the skill of sword or the realm of cultivation. Although his smile was restrained, Luo Changfeng's words were still not like an enemy, but more like a teacher who taught skills in war.

His heart moved slightly. Luo Changfeng's words seemed to make Lin He figured out something in an instant. The lotus flower in his heart bloomed to its peak. This time, it was not a flash in the pan, but really maintained its most beautiful state. The divine consciousness was taken back, and Lin He seemed to see a gorgeous red lotus slowly flying out of his chest until it fell on the struggling sword, and then stopped.

The red lotus is not very big, and it has no amazing spirit. It is like duckweed in the wind at first glance. However, this thin and powerless red lotus has done what Lin He has not done before, pulling the trend of flying sword forward, and starting to retreat without leaving a trace of room.

When Luo Changfeng saw the red lotus, his rock-solid heart couldn't help trembling. He had predicted that the people who came to practice this time were a little extraordinary, but in front of a surprise, the young man was about to break through the range that Luo Changfeng could bear. This burden did not refer to the level of strength, and It is the spiritual level that can withstand the continuous impact of thought.

Red flame red lotus, there is no guarantee that there will be a supreme mood in this thousand years, but it has actually appeared! No wonder he can unite people and swords and control the sword with his heart. Even the pain caused by the sword spirit may not be able to shake his supreme state of mind. Red flame red lotus, the pure and positive power of pure yang, may only be comparable to the Shaoyang body of Buddhism. I don't expect this pure masculine power to appear on a young man with an extremely negative cold body. Red flame red lotus merges with the body of the bright moon, and I don't know what kind of sparks will eventually collide.

After the surprise, Luo Changfeng decided to take a hand and push the rare grand event in a thousand years to the peak, thinking that the work in his hand did not fall. The void was grasped, and a huge grip appeared out of thin air, and the red flame red lotus fell into an insoluble entanglement. Although Red Flame Honglian is a rare supreme state of mind in a thousand years, after all, Lin He's cultivation is far inferior to Luo Changfeng. This supreme master relies on the absolute power gap between the two and is entangled with Red Flame Honglian.

The moment Luo Changfeng's void power hit the red lotus, almost at the same time, Lin He's chest was stuffy, and his blood surged up restlessly, and he was almost shocked and vomited blood. It was not clear that Luo Changfeng had exerted some strength. Lin He only kept his own heart, and the sword shadows were summoned out by Lin He from the red lotus, strangling Luo Changfeng's void power.

"Good boy, he has learned the heart lotus sword. His master must be a shocking ancient man." Luo Changfeng sighed secretly in his heart that if he knew that Lin He had understood the heart lotus sword under no one to teach him, the expression on his face must be wonderful at this moment.

An idea came to his mind. Luo Changfeng decided to give up the competition for the flying sword. Now that Lin He has understood the heart lotus sword, he can make another way to make progress, and this method will be much more interesting in Luo Changfeng's own opinion. After countless years of silence, Luo Changfeng also wanted to find an opportunity to examine his strength.

Since the sword is used to protect the sword, it is no longer important whether the sword is around or not. It's a great opportunity. If you can't grasp it well, it's a pity!

The flying sword that should have embarked on the return journey turned into ten thousand sword lights and attacked the feverish Luo Changfeng in his eyes. At this distance, even if the suddenly launched Wandao Jianguang was expected by the opponent, it was a difficult problem to deal with it in a very short time. However, Luo Changfeng did not dodge as Lin He expected, but completed a more incredible scene.

Ten thousand sword lights are also covered with blue light, and the sky is blue flashing. The touch of the sword light and the sword light blows up a ball of blue fog. The red flame red lotus of the forest river is particularly dazzling under this blue surround, as if dotted with a shocking painting of ancient and modern times.

Constantly pouring his own strength to supplement the dissipated sword light. Although Lin He realized the heart lotus and refined his heart, it is the same as the greatness of the body, and there is still a long distance from the peak of the true sense. This distance cannot be broken with the help of drugs or the power of others, as if a natural gap is insurmountable, restricting the gap between the master and the peak. Fighting with super-level masters and constantly pouring his own strength, Lin He's weakness of lack of mental strength soon appeared.

In the other way, Lin He seems to be a little powerless in the face of the same attack, and in terms of endurance, Luo Changfeng, the predecessor of Shushan on the opposite side, seems to be more than one or two. Feeling that the heart lotus faintly and withered, Lin He couldn't help but think of the terrible consequences of the last heart lotus withering, and the situation of trance was actually dominated by Luo Changfeng.

"Gather! Broken!" With Luo Changfeng's soft shouts, hundreds of sword lights condensed into one, instantly breaking more than a thousand sword lights from Linhe. This is not measured by ordinary calculation methods in the general sense. More than 100 sword light condensed, and its power must be stronger than the scattered sword light, like a sharp iron gun killing into layers of encirclement. Although the power of the collection of encirclement is unmatched by iron guns, the concentration of each attack can make the iron gun turn the situation around.

As if it was a deliberate hint, Lin He suddenly remembered that the other party made a difficult edge with an invisible sword when he saw the huge sword shadow condensed from more than 100 swords. Why can't he make a difference? Thousands of swords were collected in the sword body of the two swords, and for a moment, the blue light was even more, as if it was dazzling as breaking through the sky.

"Go!" Lin He's Xinlian returned to the standard, and two fine light in his eyes disappeared, as if forming an entity to lead the way. Qingtian's two swords followed closely, and the speed became faster and faster until it exceeded the two fine lights, destroying all the ten thousand swords laid by Luo Changfeng in an instant.

Ten thousand swords were destroyed. According to reason, Luo Changfeng should have been angry, but he smiled abnormally and smiled with great relief. When Lin He's heart lotus returned to the standard, he clearly saw the huge red flame behind Lin He. This is a harbinger of the complete integration of red lotus and Lin He's heart refining to reach the peak. Luo Changfeng was very satisfied at this point, but he had no idea of giving it. Since Lin He could give him so many surprises, why? Can't there be more surprises? Before Lin He could resist, Luo Changfeng wanted to see how much potential this young man, who was very likely to grow into the first master of the world of cultivation, still had.

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