When he heard Feng Qingyang talking about the last sword, Wei Jian still had some unfinished thoughts.
¡°It is true that having such a master as a sparring partner is of great benefit to me.
Fortunately, he is not a greedy person.
We are not relatives, so it is considered good for someone to be able to give guidance for so long.
So, he braced himself to face Feng Qingyang's last sword.
Generally speaking, it is not easy to be the first to win, or to be the last one.
Although I expected that Feng Qingyang¡¯s sword would not be simple.
But obviously Wei Jian still underestimated this sword.
When this sword really falls, any defense and any plan will be gone.
In an instant, his mind went blank.
This sword is like a sword that is not in this world. It is as fast as lightning, like thunder, as if it has pierced the space. It is completely natural and miraculous.
It is almost reaching the extreme, as if teleporting. The moves cannot be seen clearly, but it carries a strong and unstoppable momentum.
This sword made him feel as if he had returned to the mysterious space constructed by Golden Finger, facing the feeling of divine power.
Wei Jian wanted to dodge, but his body couldn't keep up with the reaction.
At this moment, he seemed to feel the breath of death.
At this moment, he regretted provoking Feng Qingyang. He subconsciously thought that Feng Qingyang wanted to take the opportunity to kill him.
Fortunately, Feng Qingyang was about to pierce Wei Jian's throat with his sword, but stopped at the last moment.
But even so, even though he was three feet away, a little scarlet still appeared in Wei Jian's throat.
From the moment Feng Qingyang drew his sword to the moment it stopped, everything seemed to be just a flash of lightning, but it was full of thrills.
After the sword blow, Wei Jian seemed to be dehydrated, his whole body was soaked in sweat, his face was pale, and he felt as if he had been drained of energy.
"Obviously, although this sword Feng Qingyang did not explode internal power, it did a lot of damage to Wei Jian.
Since he came to this world, Wei Jian has never felt so close to death at that moment.
Of course, he doesn¡¯t feel good, and Feng Qingyang obviously doesn¡¯t feel good either.
This sword is obviously not simple, and using it will consume a lot of energy on Feng Qingyang. In addition, he is old, so the whole person, who was very immortal before, now gives people the feeling of being decrepit.
Linghu Chong blinked his eyes, obviously not reacting to what just happened.
When he came back to his senses, he looked at the two people who had stopped, as if their vitality was severely damaged, and quickly asked with concern,
"Uncle Grand Master, Uncle Master, are you okay?"
"Hmph, are you okay? You can't see with your eyes." Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, "You don't have any eyesight at all, why don't you come over and help me?"
"Oh!!" When Linghu Chong heard this, he quickly ran over to protect Feng Qingyang, then looked at Wei Jian uneasily, and asked with some worry,
"Uncle Taishi, Uncle Wei"
"Don't worry, he's fine." Feng Qingyang waved his hand.
Your family knows your own affairs.
Although he was very measured with that sword strike just now, it was definitely uncomfortable.
? This can be seen by looking at Wei Jian's body feeling like it has been hollowed out.
However, there are gains and losses.
If you want to get something, you naturally need to give something.
Although this sword caused great harm to Wei Jian, the benefits to him are naturally self-evident.
Whenever he learns something from it, it will definitely be of great benefit to his future practice.
Compared with the gains, this effort is obviously nothing.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? If it were not for the fact that he is so fond of him, and so eager to love him, Feng Qingyang would not be so thankless.
After all, it is very important to have a good sense of proportion in order to make Wei Jian realize a lot without hurting him too much.
One more point may cause irreversible damage to Wei Jian, one less point may not achieve the desired effect.
Therefore, Feng Qingyang seemed to be severely damaged at the moment.
However, Feng Qingyang apparently also misjudged one thing.
He originally thought that although he had a good sense of control, Wei Jian would definitely be uncomfortable, his vitality would be severely damaged, and he would need to recover for a long time.
However, unexpectedly, Wei Jian's pale complexion gradually improved, and the feeling of being drained of energy gradually dissipated.
Of courseIt was thanks to Wei Jian's two lifetimes that he had a strong soul. At the same time, when the sword intent struck, the golden finger also moved.
Therefore, although he seemed to have suffered a great disaster, it did not damage his roots, and he did not even suffer much damage.
But the benefits are real. As long as he digests this, it will be of great benefit to his future cultivation.
"Is this sword intention? Or sword power?"
After coming back to his senses, Wei Jian didn't care about anything else and quickly asked Feng Qingyang.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????gave a surprised look at Wei Jian, who obviously did not expect him to recover so quickly, but it is obviously a little unusual to think that the other party can have such achievements at this age.
Therefore, Feng Qingyang did not struggle too much but explained slowly,
"This is both sword intention and sword power. In fact, there is no clear boundary between sword intention and sword power, but in general, sword intention is a very pure thing, and sword power is a very vast thing. "
After briefly explaining the difference between sword intention and sword power, Feng Qingyang continued,
"What I just used was the breaking sword intention that I learned from the Dugu Nine Swords. And because I was in Huashan and my understanding of Huashan, it was mixed with a little bit of the power of Huashan."
Wei Jian couldn't help but nodded secretly when he heard this.
The sword strike just now indeed gave me the pure sharpness of my swordsmanship, as if it could penetrate all things in the world, cut down the stars above, and break through the underworld below.
At the same time, it is like a Huashan suppressing the situation, making it impossible for people to hide and escape.
I could only watch a sword thorn, leading her neck.
This is somewhat different from the way he used the evil-proofing sword technique, which was so fast that people couldn't react.
"Actually, letting you come into contact with sword intent so early is a bit of a drag."
"You are only in the second-rate realm now. At least you need to break through to the top and reach the peak of your energy and spirit. Then it is best to understand the sword's intention."
"Not only is it easier this way, but only by understanding the true meaning can we condense our martial will and use our supreme spiritual will to break through the mysterious barrier and achieve innateness."
Having said this, Feng Qingyang let out a long sigh.
¡°My God, this is a realm that all people in the world dream of.
Not only is the fighting power powerful and innate, the lifespan can also break the limit. This is almost considered a path to transcendence.
"It's a pity that time is also destiny."
Today, apart from the imperial palace, even Shaolin Wudang probably has no innate masters.
Although Feng Qingyang is only one step away from innateness, this step is a natural chasm.
Because, nowadays, this world no longer supports the emergence of innate masters.
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