Chapter 197 This is the sword between heaven and earth

Yang Jing listened to Gu Lian's explanation again, and then he focused on it. Remember that in the dungeon in Salt Lake City, Su Qianyang said that there should be no distractment, let alone fear when practicing. Although Yang Jing knows that it is extremely difficult to practice, if he can't practice successfully now, it will be difficult to go out.

After explaining, Gu Lian sat aside at ease. From her expression, it can be seen that Gu Lian was still full of confidence in Yang Jing. But after swallowing the crystal, he saw that half of his face was swollen with blood red, and half of his cheeks were blue. He felt slightly afraid, but when he saw that he was full of energy and his eyes were bright, he knew no doubt. After another half hour, Yang Jing's face suddenly turned blue and red, and his body trembled slightly, like falling into the ice. When his face was red, his forehead was sweating like rain.

Gu Lian took out his handkerchief and stretched it to his head to wipe his sweat. As soon as the handkerchief touched his forehead, his arm suddenly shook, his body leaned back, and almost fell down. Yang Jing stood up, stretched out his sleeves to wipe away his sweat. For a moment, he was confused, but he did not know that he had trained one of them. Yang Jing knew that once Du Ming succeeded in training, he would no longer be himself, but a happy person. The most important thing is that his internal strength will be stronger than before. Even if he has not fully integrated Su Qianyang's spirit into his internal strength, it will far exceed Bai Shiyun and Gu Lian or even Zhang Chengfeng and Long Zhantian. A hero who walked alone for a while.

It turns out that this refining crystal is a very ingenious method. The fundamental reason is to give full play to everyone's own potential and then change the human body through the transformation of inner strength and true qi, which is also the characteristic of "blue blood crystal". It should be noted that the potential in everyone's body is extremely huge, but it can't be used at ordinary times. Whenever there is an emergency such as a fire, a weak person with no power to bind chickens can often bear a thousand pounds. Since Yang Jing received Su Qianyang's spirit transfer, the power he has accumulated is unmatched in the world, but he has not been instructed by a master and can't use it. At this time, as soon as he refines this "blue-blooded crystal", his potential in his body is like a mountain torrent, and he is unable to control it. However, this alien transformation is really difficult to achieve, so if you are not careful, you will go crazy. It is completely because the method of luck is extremely complex and ingenious, and if the trainer does not have a strong internal force to match it. It's just like a seven or eight-year-old child to dance a hundred catties of big iron cone. The more subtle the cone method is, the more it will break his head and burst his brain. But if the cone dancer is a strong man, he will do what he can do. In the past, people who practiced this magic skill only struggled to practice because of their limited internal strength, and became weak in their hearts. Who is willing to retreat from every martial artist who gets this "blue-blooded crystal"? Therefore, Gu Lian hopes that Yang Jing can practice, be very clear about his strength and have enough confidence in him.

After Yang Jing practiced to the fifth, he only felt that the indescribable strength of his whole body was good. He wanted to send it and receive it as soon as he wanted to. Everything depends on his heart and his whole body was full of bones, which was really indescribably comfortable.

Night falls.

The eagle hit the sky, and the roar tore through the warmth of the sunset glow, leaving only a trace of beautiful atmosphere. On one side, Bai Shiyun and the little girl sat side by side. They stopped talking and were both anxious. On the one hand, Zhang Chengfeng held a day-by-day knife to press the dragon Zhantian step by step, and Fuhai's interference with the "knife saint" is not uncomfortable, and the protracted war is more unfavorable to Zhang Chengfeng and Fuhai. After all, Long Zhantian's internal strength is superior.

At present, it has been more than 100 rounds between the three people. The two sides closed their own momentum.

Long Zhantian said, "Forty years, my aggressive temper has not changed at all. But when I face your domineering knife and swords, I know that there are people outside. There is a day outside, and I will fight again. Let's see how much progress have we made in each other this year?

Zhang Chengfeng was silent at first, and his figure was like a loose position. It seemed that even if there was a gust of strong wind, his sleeves could not be blown and shaken. His people became as purer as his wine, reflecting the fierce and huge momentum of Long Zhantian. Zhang Chengfeng's free and easyness also suddenly rose, and was around him. The air melts into one, the water and milk melt together, and there is no flaw between standing with a knife.

In the face of the increasing aggressive popularity of Long Zhantian, Zhang Chengfeng remained calm and still me. Like a ten-thousand-year-old reef standing in the stormy waves, the wind blows and waves still stands still.

But he also put away his earlier relaxed smile and took root firmly, as if standing on the ground, with a hunched back. At this moment, it looks more like a mountain standing in ancient times, dignified and thick.

Although his left hand is still behind his back and his right hand clenched the day-by-day knife, his cuffs are slightly bulging, obviously moving and quiet, ready to make an earth-shaking blow.

The sun gradually went west, and the three confronted each other for half an hour, but no one refused to move first. Like a pair of clay bodhisattvas, standing quietly and always maintaining the posture of starting.

Bai Shiyun and the little girl originally thought that there could be a battle between dragons and tigers.

I have been waiting patiently for a long time, but there is no movement at all.

It took a long time for Zhang Chengfeng to answer, "Maybe this knife is more powerful in the hands of the 'knife saint'. If I am not the master of the faction, I may give up."

Hearing this, Fuhai and Long Zhantian both looked shocked.

"Haha, I like your temperament. Indeed, if you are not from Qingcheng and I am not an elder taught by heaven and earth, you and I must be friends in the world." Long Zhantian laughed so wildly.

Fuhai knows that Long Zhantian is still testing Zhang Chengfeng's strength of "day-to-day knife" is still hidden behind, and he has done his best. I don't know how long he can hold on, but since ancient times, good and evil have been difficult to complete this matter. He must protect Zhang Chengfeng to defend the day-by-day knife, even if he is stronger than himself. Many demon elders, known as the "Sword Saint", Long Zhantian.