Chapter 55 Kendo Psychic (Please Recommend and Collect)

After settling her mind, Zhao Yanran recalled carefully, only then did she confirm that Cai Zongshou's sword just now was far from reaching the level of sword intent.

However, when recalling his figure, sword skills, steps, and even every smallest movement at this moment, he immediately felt a unique 'rhyme' contained in it.

As long as any martial artist can get a first glimpse of the door of martial arts and master certain essentials of martial arts, then every move, every move, every move can have a unique rhythm.

And Zong Shou's swordsmanship not only has the charm of the sword, but also makes people pleasing to the eye. It's more like sword rhyme, sword power, and sword intent, and even faintly reached the level of'soul'!

It has not really been realized, but it does contain a profound, unpredictable, elusive, and extremely powerful martial arts idea!

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yanran looked at Zong Shou again. I didn't think it before, but when I look at it now, I feel that the figure of this half-demon boy looks a little thin and weak, but in fact he has a heroic spirit inside, he is really tall and straight, and his talent is also terrifyingly outstanding.

A murderous intent rose deep in his heart, rising almost uncontrollably. The aura around Zhao Yanran immediately changed. Countless ice particles fluttered in the wind. In a radius of 100 zhang, snowflakes were floating, and the sword in his hand gradually became transparent, clear and clear, like crystal.

The bone-chilling killing intent was firmly locked thirty feet away. Such a character, she would never allow him to live!

Zong Shou was also slightly moved, raised his eyelids, and gave her a cold look. Taking half a step back, the long sword tilted slightly to the left, and the aura of the whole person also changed accordingly, and it was a completely different temperament from before.

Before, it was calm and elegant, but now it is a rock that stands firm and immovable. Under the oppression of this thought, that thin body is as majestic as a mountain.

Zhao Yanran frowned slightly, only to feel that the sword momentum that she was preparing to strike had stagnated again.

A sentence flashed subconsciously in my mind - defend like Yuanshan, attack like a flamingo!

The so-called Yuanshan is the tallest huge one in the Central Cloud Continent, with a height of 34,000 zhang. There are peaks forty-nine, which are extremely huge. And the flamingo is a flamingo in the Western Sea of ​​Clouds. It was born as a fifth-order monster. It is famous for its swiftness. It is invisible to the naked eye when flying, and it is fleeting. Known as the Flamingo.

The last sword in the fight just now is indeed worthy of the victory of the flamingo. Under her fierce attack, she held on to a full sixty-five swords without retreating half a step, which can also be said to be as solid as Yuanshan!

However, Zong Shou's defense at that time was far from what it is now, which left a deep impression on her.

A simple action, but it involves the confrontation of martial arts.

Just like the situation when playing the Netherworld Song before, it was prepared for a long time, but at the most critical moment, the rhythm was interrupted.

Even though the sword in his hand hadn't been issued yet, there was a feeling that it was hard to continue.

——And the front and the back are actually two completely different martial arts ideas!

At this moment, she is almost certain that Ling Yunlong will regret it in the future, and maybe even beat his chest and legs for what happened today.

And he couldn't help but began to imagine viciously, if the lord of Lingyun Sect saw this scene, would he also drive Long Ruo into the Wanfeng Pagoda and suppress him for ten or eight years?

Looking sideways, I saw that Yin Yang had arrived behind Zongshou, about twenty feet away. The whole person is like an open bowstring, full of hostility. Zhao Yanran frowned, the murderous intent in her eyes gradually receded. Instead, he asked curiously, "Zong Shou, do you know the sword intent?"

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, feeling that the crazy woman in front of him not only had no killing intent, but even had little fighting intent left. But he still didn't dare to be careless, just nodded slightly, and lied without blinking an eye: "I've heard that there are many records in the classics, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes—"

In his previous life, as the Sword Emperor Tanqiu, one of the Seven Emperors of the Cloud Realm in the God Emperor game, how could he have never seen Sword Intent?

Even in reality, it has already been mastered.

However, with the thirteen years of experience of this 'Zong Shou', it is indeed impossible to see this kind of thing that is exclusive to heavenly warriors.

However, Zhao Yanran only felt that her mouth was a little bit astringent, and also felt that with Zong Shou's background, it was absolutely impossible for her to have seen such advanced martial arts.

It's just that the complicated emotions in my heart are even more indescribable, and even a little disheartened.

She has never seen it with her own eyes, and has no one to point it out, so she can grasp the sword intent she dreams of——

Abruptly withdrew the sword and put it back into the sheath. Zhao Yanran simply threw the two medicine bottles at Zong Shou.

"Mr. Zongshou is already psychic in the way of swordsmanship. In addition to the flying knife before, he has used three kinds of sword intent. I can't beat you. This is the bet of sword fighting. I am arrogant. With you as the original body of the furnace, Yan Ran will be able to fight in the future." I'm afraid it's less than 10% alive. I just hope that you and I won't see each other again in the future—"

When the medicine bottle was thrown, Zhao Yanran's frivolous smile returned to her face. After taking a deep look at Zong Shou, he turned around and left.

It was impressively skating on the ice, and the water slurry in the swamp froze as it passed along the way. The speed at which he was running at this moment was not inferior to that of Long Ruo's giant flood dragon.

Zong Shou was secretly stunned, thinking that he had really underestimated these ancients, but unexpectedly this ice-type technique was still useful.

But this Zhao Yanran, although only inborn, full of true energy, is also terrifyingly strong and strong. It is really a luxury that it can be used for traveling.

Then he smiled again, looking at the medicine bottle in his hand, the previous master demeanor was gone.

The six pills here are all good things.

The name of Fetal Refining Pill is common, as the name suggests, it is a pill that can assist in the exercise of fetal breath. But often only those big sects and big forces can have it.

And because the prescriptions are different, the efficacy of the medicine is also different. There is also refining in Qiantian Mountain, but the effect is the worst. According to Xue'er, Zong Weiran has saved about forty of them, and in the Sanlu Bank, it has been accumulated in Qiantian Mountain for ten years. It's a pity that it's in the general number, and I can't get it now.

The Embryo Pill of the Qilingzong is a little different. It is called the "Seven Spirits Embryo Pill" by the warriors in the cloud world. Not only for internal training, but also for foundation building. After opening the body veins and entering the level of external training, it also has miraculous effects.

It should be the Seven Spirits Sect, specially prepared for Zhao Yanran. As for the Snow Soul Pill, it is a unique panacea for the soul of the Seven Spirits Sect. Each one can strengthen the soul power and purify the soul sea.

In a sense, the value of these six pills is not inferior to the three treasures presented by Long Ruo.

If it wasn't for this thing, he would be an idiot to fight that crazy woman alone.

This Zhao Yanran's martial arts and spiritual skills are quite extraordinary, he can be called a hero among men, but why hasn't he heard of it in his previous life?

When she was distracted, she suddenly felt that Chuxue came to him, and said with a resentful expression: "This woman has a strange character, and Ling Yunzong is also trying to gain fame. Then Long Ruo, since she knows she is from the Shamo Sect, , why don't you do it?"

Zong Shou smiled, flicked Chuxue's forehead with his finger and said, "Be more polite when you see her in the future. Although this woman's methods are vicious, don't bark like a witch. This Seven Spirit Sect is not the real Demon Sect— —”

Seeing Su Chuxue was stunned, Zong Shou had another headache. Although the Seven Spirits Sect is regarded as a demon, it is somewhat different from the real demon way. Therefore, the Lingyun Sect does not regard it as a real enemy at this moment.

This involves the battle in the ancient era, and Zong Shou himself is a little unclear, he only knows some rough outlines.

ps: I can’t find the wasteland reclamation recommendation for this week’s starting point. I guess this time it will be miserable. I hope everyone will help open up wasteland this week. In the new week, don't fall off the new book list. In addition, regarding book reviews, Kaihuang now codes 6,000 words a day, and there are two books in Taiwan, and I am busy with dating and dating. I can only go to the book review area to read every day, and I really don’t have time to manage it. After entering v, I can appoint a deputy moderator.