Chapter 104 The Trueness of Swordsmanship
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"This is beautiful, haha, the dog bites the dog's hair..." The beggar lay in the corner of the wall dancing and laughing.
As soon as the words fell, a dark shadow suddenly appeared on the street. This man's face is yellow, his expression is withered, and his eyes are half open and half open, which is the snow battle of the elders of the Xue clan!
Since Xueheng's death 50 years ago, there have been only two Yuanying swordsmen, Xue Zhan and Xue Ce. But even so, under the leadership of the new patriarch Xue Huaibei, the Xue family has become the most powerful family in Wanyuan City through 50 years of efforts.
And as the elder of the Xue clan, Xue Zhan's power can be seen.
"See the elder Xue Zhan!"
Xue Huai and other Xue's children saw Xue Zhan, cheered in unison, took their heads and worshiped.
Xue Zhan nodded slightly, glanced at the beggar in the corner of the wall, waved his sleeves, and directly shot an invisible air wave to separate the beggar from his flesh and blood and completely died.
"Something disgusting!"
Xue Zhan hummed coldly, then looked up at Zhang Yan and said gloomily, "You killed seven of my Xue's children and swaggered to escape. Don't you pay too much attention to my Xue?"
At this time, many Xue's children gushed out of the gate. Everyone stood with their swords, stuffed the whole street with water, and their eyes fell coldly on Zhang Yan.
"His name is Xue Zhan..."
Zhang Yan looked a little absent-minded and remembered the battle 50 years ago.
At that time, after Qingyi swept the ten Yuanying swords of Lianqiu Ershi in an unparalleled posture, he wanted to clear the obstacles for Xue Huaibei and killed Xue Heng with another sword. He was going to kill again, but Zhang Yan saw his eyebrows beating and jumped out to stop him.
And the person Qingyi wants to kill is Xue Zhan and another Yuan Yingjie Jianxiu in front of him. According to this calculation, Zhang Yan is still the lifesaver of Xue Zhan.
However, the current situation is that Xue Zhan doesn't seem to remember himself...
Zhang Yan then laughed at himself and said that he was a little person. How could he fall into the eyes of Yuanying's sword cultivation?
His self-deprecating smile fell into the eyes of others and became a naked provocative act. These Xue's children couldn't help shouting and cursing in unison.
"Dog, didn't you hear the elder's question?"
"Smile Nima's head, and then Xiaoye cut off your face with a sword!"
"Kill this boy and avenge our dead Xue brothers!"
......
Zhang Yan's face became gloomy little by little, and his eyes rose.
He took a gentle step forward, and with this step, his eyes became extremely sharp. The originally calm breath suddenly became bleak and awe-inspiring.
Airflow is windless!
The roaring airflow like a rolling earth dragon forced those Xue's children to retreat repeatedly, and they couldn't help breathing and turning pale.
The aura around also began to suddenly become violent, like a great stimulus, raging and scattering in the airflow and raging around.
What a terrible aura!
Everyone's expression became frightened.
"Infancy..."
However, Xue Zhan's eyes gradually narrowed and narrowed into a sharp and eye-catching gap.
This murmur-like voice, like a signal, instantly caused all Xue's uproar. They looked at the young man in front of them in disbelief and their hearts pounded.
Sword cultivation in the Yuanying period!
This boy turned out to be a sword practice in the Yuanying period!
Everyone put away their contempt and looked full of awe.
They trusted the words of the elder Xue Zhan. Since the elder Xue Zhan said so, he could never be wrong. This young man is... Yuanying Jianxiu!
"Who are your Taoist friends?"
Xue Zhan's tone is slightly relaxed.
Zhang Yan ignored him and walked straight forward a few steps. Then he swept away the many Xue children who had just insulted him, pointed to the seven dead bodies on the ground, and said coldly, "Like their conditions, kneel down and kowtowed a hundred times, one person handed over 10,000 medium-grade spiritual stones, and then slapped you a hundred times. I will let you go. ."
It's an uproar!
Xue's son was stunned and looked at the elder Xue Zhan in front of him. He was so sure that no one foolishly followed what Zhang Yan said.
Joke, this is at the doorstep of my Xue family. Even if you are a sword in the Yuanying period, you can't humiliate me so much!
"Taoist friends..."
Before the snow war finished speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank. In his eyes, Zhang Yan drew his sword and stepped like a meteor, and came!
This guy is so domineering!
Xue Zhan was completely excited. As the elder of the Xue family, everywhere he has won in the past 50 years is full of awe. How has there ever been a situation?
He no longer talked nonsense. His breath soared, and the long sword gently stabbed forward. The aura that had been surging crazily in the void seemed to be attracted and gathered towards the tip of his sword.
[Breaking Flame]!
Xue Zhan shouted loudly and split it fiercely with the help of a sword of heaven and earth aura into a dazzling electric light. This sword is like an electric dragon appearing out of thin air, with sharp claws tearing the void and roaring to Zhang Yan.
The horrible power of Yuan Yingjie Jianxiu was revealed in this hit!
Feeling the fierce murderous intention, the fighting spirit in Zhang Yan's heart suddenly soared to the extreme, like lava all over his body.
This is his first battle since he advanced to the Yuanying level, and it is also the first time he has directly confronted the Yuanying monks who have always been superior. How can he not be excited?
If you want to fight, stand there. Are you afraid you can't?!
Zhang Yan's sword is like a crazy rotating whirlpool, simply and directly piercing the dragon's head.
Boom!
The violent airflow suddenly exploded, and endless waves swept the whole scene like a hurricane, instantly lifting many Xue's children out in the distance.
"The disciples retreated a hundred feet! Let me teach this boy a lesson!"
In the dust and fog, Xue Zhan shouted violently, and his body suddenly appeared in mid-air. The sword in his hand danced in the air. Countless swords and extremely sword spirits fell down. Each sword spirit fell on the ground, directly penetrating the ground hole into a bottomless hole, and the force was extremely fierce.
And Zhang Yan holds the sword in his hand, and his body shuttles through the dense sword spirit like a touch of smoke, and the long sword disperses the inescapable sword spirit from time to time.
"It turns out that he is a child, and he can't even do the method of sword!"
Seeing this scene, Xue Zhan laughed ferociously and said, "Yuanying monks will not use the aura of heaven and earth, but it is rare. You... I will die today!"
With his words, his long sword drew a sharp and mysterious trajectory like a butterfly through flowers, and with the roaring of these sword lights, the aura within a hundred feet was instantly taken out and turned into a sword spirit like a rainstorm!
"Swordsmanship...with the help of the aura of heaven and earth...if you kill it with swordsmanship..."
Zhang Yan thought silently in his heart. He did not seem to be affected by the sword rain around him, and his body did not stop for a moment, like a twisting lightning. Between the light and extinction, his body was in different positions, like teleportation. And for those who can't avoid the sword, the long sword in his hand also seems to have long eyes, piercing and dispersing it when it is not allowed to break, and sweeping away a trace of void.
In this situation, I think of the time when Qingyi killed Lianqiong with swordsmanship 50 years ago, especially the swordsmanship used by Zhang Yan, which was almost exactly the same as Qingyi. They are like protectors with autonomous consciousness, defeating the oncoming sword spirit from any angle of the body.
"Is this... swordsmanship?"
Xue Huai is a sword practice in the middle of Jindan. He has been studying swordsmanship for nearly 100 years. How can he not know the principle of swordsmanship?
However, he is not sure whether Zhang Yan is using swordsmanship or not, because its power is too sharp and huge...
Is it--
The peak of swordsmanship
Sudly, Xue Huai's eyes burst into an extremely hot light.
His expression was so shocked that he dared not imagine that someone could refine his swordsmanship to the peak, and he couldn't help looking at the elder Xue Zhan worriedly.
However, when he saw that Xue Zhan stirred up the heavenly sword spirit with the help of heaven and earth, he couldn't help laughing at himself again, and his nervousness eased.
The elder uses swordsmanship. No matter how powerful his swordsmanship is, I'm afraid he can't beat swordsmanship, right?
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Time is like a very long line. In Zhang Yan's eyes, everything in front of him became slow. His heart was like a mirror, revealing the sword spirit that poured down into his mind.
These swords are very dense and dense, and they are indeed like falling rain. Although there are thousands of them, each track is different and the angle of attack is different.
It seems that all attacks come from all directions, and they don't let go anywhere in their bodies...
Is such an attack a sword?
Puff!
The tip of the sword pierced a sword spirit from under the ribs again, and then turned into a faint airflow and dispersed into the air.
Seeing this scene, an idea vaguely came to Zhang Yan's mind, but he couldn't figure it out. He couldn't help but unconsciously poke it and pierced a sword spirit again.
With a bang, the sword gas once again turned into an airflow and poured into the air, and Zhang Yan's eyes suddenly brightened, and he suddenly understood.
These swords came from the aura of heaven and earth, but they turned into swords after being used by the snow war. And when it is dispersed, it will turn into aura to fill the air and be used by the snow war again...
Weekly, recycling?
buzz!
Zhang Yan's mind was shocked, and his thoughts were easy to reach!
At this moment, he finally figured out the fundamental meaning of the method of the sword without relying on the guidance of others or reading the sword formula!
Indeed, his knowledge has stored 5,000 swords in the sea, including a large number of swordsmanship, but he did not look at it at all before the peak of swordsmanship.
After all, other people's things belong to others. They can only be borrowed and cannot be copied. In that way, they can only go astray and can't prove the road!
Now, after he understands the fundamental meaning of swordsmanship in battle, and then he learns the swordsmanship in the inherited knowledge in the world, and he is bound to be able to achieve it with ease.
Xue Zhan absolutely did not expect Zhang Yan to regard this battle as a place to learn swordsmanship. His expression gradually became excited and crazy, and the sword in his hand became more and more fierce, and he freely performed his most proud sword method.
In his eyes, Zhang Yan is like a struggling little mouse at this time. No matter what means he uses, he can't escape the shackles that have already been cut off in all directions!
Even, a trace of pity rose in his heart. This young man cultivated to the Yuanying level at a young age. How outstanding his qualifications are. Maybe he can still step on the top of the divine level in the future...
Hm.
However, he is going to die in his own hands today. What should he do?
Does it really make me ruin a future peak?
Well...
But this feeling is also good!
Thinking this way, the excitement in Xue Zhan's heart became more intense, and there was a distorted and abnormal excitement on his yellow face.
And at this moment, the change rises sharply!
Zhang Yan, who was like a little mouse in the eyes of Xue Zhan, suddenly stopped, and then the long sword in his hand rolled down like a nine-day galaxy, almost swept away the sword spirit around ten feet in an instant.
The scene is very strange!
It's like a dense rain curtain suddenly appears blank, and no more raindrops dare to fall blank from then on.
"It's time to end..."
Zhang Yan looked up, and the purple lightning flashed in his cold eyes.
PS: Cough, why is it the weekend, but there are fewer and fewer clicks? The collection is also weak.......