In the hands of Lin Feng, there is a sword mang, and it instantly condenses into a sword, the sword of the real yuan.

Lin Feng’s first sword was a sword that raised his hand. The movement was very slow. The sword, slowly rising from the parallel line, was like the rising sun of the newborn, full of vitality.

When the sword reached mid-air, it stopped abruptly. Lin Feng stopped again and his brow wrinkled.

"No, the sword of the sun, taking the meaning of the sun, although energetic, but the lethality of the sword is too weak."

Lin Feng muttered to himself, and then, it was a sword, and still could not wave the mood.

This time, Lin Feng practicing swords, did not go to the meaning of destruction and the meaning of fighting into the sword, a sword with many artistic concepts, can enhance the power of the sword, but can not go to another level of the sword, to a certain extent, It is only the purest artistic conception, and each sword has its own sword meaning. This should be the kendo.

One sword and another sword, Lin Feng, seems to have forgotten the time, did not stop, what I saw in my eyes, thought in my heart, only the sword.

"Slow, not right, although there is a rising sun, but such a slow sword can not kill people."

"Quick, this sword is too fast, not like the sword of the sun."

Every sword that Lin Feng throws seems to have flaws and can't find a balance point.

At this point, Lin Feng suddenly stopped, no longer swinging his sword, looking at the nine Jianfeng in the distance, revealing a thoughtful color.

Nine Jianfeng, seemingly the same, are swords, but different. Each time you change the angle, Jianfeng gives him different feelings, especially from the bottom and from the top, at the bottom of Guanjian Peak, Lin Feng He saw the overbearing sword of the sky, and looked at Jianfeng, Jian, sharp, unstoppable, the same sword and different changes from the peak of Guanjian.

"The same sword gives a different feeling."

Lin Feng's eyes are condensed, the light is shining, and then the sun at the top of the head is gradually rising, becoming more and more awkward, and the sun's light is getting stronger and stronger.

The sword once again appeared in the hands of Lin Feng.

Without any hesitation, Lin Feng, the sword, is still from the bottom up, rising, this sword, when you first look at it, it is very gorgeous, very slow, it seems to be only a beautiful but not lethal sword, but wait until you ignore At the time, the sword was more and more embarrassing and full of endless vitality. In the end, the sword was half empty, bursting with dazzling luster and vying with the sun.

This sword, there should be no speed, it should be fast, slow or slow, such as the rising sun of the newborn, attracting you from the beginning, unconsciously, more and more intense, until you feel it, the sun, Has turned into a hot sun.

The sword of the rising sun, lifted to the air, the brilliance of the brilliance will shine around, all the things have lost their brilliance, only the sword.

"Big Sword of Light!"

Lin Feng’s mouth spits a voice, the sun rises into a hot sun, and there is no boundary in the middle. It is a natural harmony. When the sword of the sun is the most embarrassing, the sword of the big light should naturally appear.

"Hey, hehe..." The subtle sounds, the space, there is a long rainbow of a hundred meters long sword, running through, everything in front, can not escape the ultimate sword of the scorpion, the sun, Nowhere to stop, the sword of the big light is out, and everything is covered.

"The sword of the setting sun."

The ray of light is still blooming, and the sword is abruptly changed. It seems to be a prosperous ending. It gives birth to a feeling of fading out of history. In the most dazzling time, it suddenly gives people the feeling of ending. The three swords should be so in one go, just like Chaoyang. The sun, the sun, and the setting sun are all integrated. The evolution of the world for hundreds of millions of years will not change.

"Booming!"

The sound of the explosion broke out in the heavens and the earth, and the boulder of the Jianfeng Peak exploded, and a deep sword mark was printed inside the foothills of the mountain, as if a sword was embedded in it.

"Good power."

Lin Feng’s look at it gradually dissipated Guanghua, and she sighed in her heart. At the moment, she was simply a sword and a sword. Even he did not burn the Great Heaven to burn the scriptures. The law, supplemented by these three strokes to comprehend the sword of the sun, will certainly multiply the power.

Thinking of this, the Great Day Burning of the Classics, and suddenly on the body of Lin Feng, the fire of the real fire of the real thing, Lin Feng, the whole body, the flame bathed in the sun flame.

On the top of the sky, Yang Gu fell on Lin Feng's body, no longer leaving, Lin Feng's body reflected more ambiguous, and, also, there is a faint sun pattern on his body.

Using the Great Day to burn the scriptures and bathe in the sun, Lin Feng feels full of strength, blending with the sun and matching the heavens and the earth.

The sword, once again danced, burst into the air in the air, and the rumbling sound of the rumbling came from Guanjianfeng.

Lin Feng, completely sinking into the kendo, practicing in Wu Jian, Wu Jian in the sword, no distracting thoughts, only swords.

kendo!

In the distance, under the peak of Jianjian, Feng Ting and others looked up and looked at Guan Jianfeng, all eyes were solidified there.

"It's so strong, I don't know which senior man is going to know the sword."

Feng Ting whispered a whisper, only to see that the sword peaks are all sly sun Jianguang, more dazzling than the sun hanging above the sky, although far apart, but Feng Ting seems to be able to feel the sword The power of the sword in Mang.

The sword marks that lingered in the air made her feel shocked.

The people beside Feng Ting are also looking at the Jianfeng Peak. They are all blurred. If they are so powerful, when the sword is thrown, the heavens and the earth are eclipsed, and this is still so long, if you look at each other at close range The sword will definitely make them unable to open their eyes.

"Booming..."

The body of Feng Ting and others swayed, and their eyes were all condensed.

"what happened?"

Feng Ting whispered, and then the sound of the rumble came one after another, constantly coming out.

The ground is as if it is shaking.

"What's wrong, what's wrong with this?"

A group of people, such as Feng Ting, did not dare to move. They stood there, and the ground under their feet was constantly shaking, as if the earth was to be split.

Moreover, this movement is getting bigger and bigger, the earth is shaking more and more.

What the **** is going on, the crowd’s forehead is sweating. They have never seen such a strange scene. The whole earth is shaking. They look up and realize that the mountains in front are shaking. The horror is incomparable, as if the heavens and the earth are going to change dramatically.

Not only Feng Ting, they watched Jianfeng, there are still many people practicing swords, but at this moment, they all stopped down, one by one, the rolling boulder continued to fall from the top of Guanjianfeng, kneeling on the ground. Above the rumbling sound, but even more terrifying is that in front of them, the nine seats of Jianfeng, are shaking in madness, the mountain, cracking!

This horrible earth trembles constantly spread, and the land is full of madness. Wu Xiu stopped practicing, revealing a look of sorrow, and the beasts screamed and screamed wildly.

Only watching the peak of Jianfeng, Lin Feng, still immersed in the practice of swords, as if the heavens and the earth collapsed, they have nothing to do with him, at this moment, only the sword in his heart.

Epiphany and Lin Feng once again stepped into the realm of epiphany. This kind of realm that can be met and not demanded, so that he forgets everything and throws away everything in the world.

It is rumored that the integration of nature and nature, integration into nature, harmony with the heavens, and understanding of the sky, it is easier to step into the peculiar state of epiphany. This rumor is not a false statement. At this time, Lin Feng, who is a combination of heaven and man, is in epiphany.

The artistic conception of a pervasive sword rises up to the sky and suppresses the whole world.

This sword is enough to describe it with madness, and it continues to spread. Soon, the monsters that are hundreds of miles away are all on the ground, and they don’t dare to move, and Wu Xiu is also pale. .

How is it possible, Xueyueguo, how could there be such a strong sword.

This sword meaning can go through the sky.

"Hey!"

There seems to be a sound coming from the heavens and the earth. The sword of the heavens has become more horrible. The nine swords are shaking more and more, as if they might collapse at any time.

At the home of the month, a white-haired old man felt the feeling of this heavenly sword, suddenly awakened from the state of cultivation, his face changed dramatically.

"not good!"

With a roar, the body of the white-haired old man rises up to the sky and directly smashes the roof, looking at the direction of Guanjianfeng.

In the sky, there seems to be a sword, in the shape of the coagulation, the old man’s forehead is constantly sweating.

Seal, to be broken, who led the magic sword seal!

Ps: roaring, streaking for flowers, sleeping at 12:30 yesterday, today at 6 o'clock, brothers look at the bottom of the flowers!