Qin Dynasty Sword Demon

Feeling that his own situation is not good, the corner of Li Jing's mouth raised a crazy arc, "Since I choose to do this, am I still afraid?!"

The more painful, the more crazy!

Let's see, who is afraid of whom?At worst, it will be rebuilt after death, and it will only be returned to the furnace once.

If you can't control it, let it go, and face difficulties with the attitude of a strong person. Your strength can be weak now, but you must not tolerate a weak heart.

Li Jing's arrogance did not allow him to retreat at a critical moment, even if it was a small, insignificant step.

Gritting his teeth with greater strength, allowing the violent sword energy to erode him, impact his body, and even his soul, only by accepting it completely can he have a chance of victory.

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Text Chapter 32 First Meeting Han Fei, Epee Sword

When people are in extreme pain, they may hallucinate.

This is exactly what Li Jing is doing now. Visions appear frequently in his mind, and various unreal scenes appear ----- butterflies imprisoned in layers of thick cocoons, birds whose wings are beaten by wind and rain, and giants trapped between dark clouds and thunderstorms. Peng wants to break through the shackles and soar in the vast world.

All of them can only be walked out after countless bumps, struggles, and bloody footprints every step of the way!

screaming, cracking

The sun is rising higher and higher, and people talking and walking around can be heard, but there are small grasses and flowers guarding them, so they are not afraid of being disturbed.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and success and failure were close at hand.

Li Jing, whose mood was unpredictable, gradually got used to the heart-piercing pain. When the breeze blew, the dry leaves in the courtyard below rustled, drifted, and twirled. When a leaf flew up and approached him, suddenly Shattered and annihilated, gone with the wind, like quicksand.

The sword energy permeating the whole body became stronger and stronger, and at the same time, the blood-stained level of the white clothes became even more exaggerated, turning into blossoming wintersweet.

Boom---boom!

The roaring sound in the body became longer and longer, and suddenly there was a loud noise in the mind.

His body seemed to have broken some kind of shackles, and his mighty sword energy shuttled freely in his body, and he couldn't feel any pain.

The aura of the whole body skyrocketed in vain, the sharp sword energy split the surrounding air, and cracks appeared on the solid wooden floor.

At this time, a stream of light flashed in the dark eyes, which was breathtaking, as bright as the night sky full of stars, reflecting each other.

"The second stage, success!" Li Jing let out a long breath and stood up slowly.

Immediately, there was a crisp crackling sound from all over the body, like firecrackers, or a broken cocoon, no matter what, an indescribable joy arises in my heart.

Regardless of whether he is a swordsman or not, for a martial artist, the greatest happiness is to become stronger, and every moment of becoming stronger is like a heavenly feeling.

"Integrate the sword energy into every inch of your body, it's time to create your own complete swordsmanship, the Seven Strikes Excalibur, Vertical Swordsmanship, Horizontal Swordsmanship, the powerful swordsmanship of various schools of thought, etc., all have to surpass Target!"

"Death without life, instant kill without trace, the pursuit is the transcendence of speed and strength, and the unrivaled momentum! To perfect one's swordsmanship, it is not so simple to think about it. How can we build up the strength from the fragmented sword moves? There are no flaws in the connection, the way of the sword, it is really difficult."

Li Jingmo's black eyes were full of contemplation, and the sword energy lingering around him slowly subsided, and finally returned to ordinary, but the dots of enchanting wintersweet on the white clothes reminded that something unusual happened.

Don't be in a hurry to create your own complete swordsmanship, because it doesn't happen overnight, it needs years of accumulation, and understanding alone is absolutely impossible.

"Huh---, I finally made it through. Xiao Cao Xiao Hua went to ask someone to get some hot water. This young master wants to take a bath and change clothes."

The body is sticky and uncomfortable, so he has to wash.

Later, I have to meet someone worthy of attention.

The autumn wind was blowing, the golden sun was shining, and straight hair rose with it. The young man in brocade was carrying a bronze wide sword wrapped in cloth on his back, and a distinctive iron sword was slung around his waist.

Amidst the whirring of his clothes, he just stood quietly outside the pavilion, staring straight ahead until several figures appeared.

"The ancients were very punctual, neither came early nor late, and the sun was just at the top of the sky." Li Jing looked at the few people who came, and secretly sighed a few times.

People came and looked at each other.

Then they cupped their hands at the same time, holding their fists together in a magnificent manner.

"Brother Li Jing!"

"Brother Han Fei!"

"When we met for the first time, I was really young and talented, not worldly."

"Thank you, I heard about you from the second senior brother, the son of King Han, one of the most outstanding heroes in the world."

Those who appeared in front of Li Jing were Zhang Liang and, of course, Han Fei who was the home team. The rest were not in his eyes.Han Fei is in the prime of his life, about 20 years old. He is worthy of being a master of Legalism later, and he has no contempt for his young age.

Just when he was about to say something again, he heard a piercing sound, and behind Han Fei, a man with unremarkable appearance and tangle of muscles rushed towards him.The rocks and soil on the ground shattered and splashed, and the man slammed out the huge bronze sword behind him, with a frightening momentum and strong air currents.

Just like that, the man stepped into the air and jumped up, hitting his head with an extremely exaggerated sword.

It was obvious that Han Fei's subordinates made a sudden move, which surprised Li Jing a little bit, but the biggest surprise was that this man was so powerful that he hadn't noticed it just now.

This powerful blow is far from what a second-rate swordsman can do, and he should be regarded as a master of sword use.

Facing this attack earlier this morning, he might have been in a hurry, but now it is different, even though he faces it calmly and enjoys fighting against a master.

He didn't draw a sword, but just raised his hand, and the sword energy condensed into a sword gang!

Back up, up.

Boom! --

With a huge sound, the arm and the sword were handed over, and the energy burst suddenly, setting off a violent wind and rushing in all directions.