Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

"What they used was not the true Cang Yuan sword technique, or rather, it was not the complete version." The sword Spirit's voice rang out in her mind. He must have heard Ling Chuxi's doubts.

"Isn't it?" Ling Chuxi continued to look at the Wei siblings in confusion.

Just now, he was shocked by the appearance and thought it was the grey abyss sword technique, so he didn't take a closer look. Now that Ling Chuxi was looking at it carefully, she gradually realized that something was wrong. The sword technique used by the Wei siblings was indeed very different from her own Seven Swords of the abyss. Perhaps to outsiders, it was already extremely profound and exquisite, but to Ling Chuxi's eyes, it was similar but not the same. Compared to the real Seven Swords of the abyss, it was still a lot worse. It was more like the incomplete Seven Swords of the abyss.

But even so, the sword intent contained in the swordsmanship was definitely not fake. Although their incomplete swordsmanship could not display the true power of the grey abyss sword technique, with Ling Chuxi's current ability to comprehend sword intent, it was not difficult to see that the unique sword will and sword power of the world's sword were overwhelming.

It was also because of this reason that Ling Chuxi had taken a cursory look at their swordsmanship just now and treated it as the True Blue abyss sword technique. Now, her understanding of martial arts techniques was no longer limited to the moves, but more of it was integrated into the artistic conception.

"It's indeed not the complete grey abyss sword technique? But where did they learn it from? could it be that senior Cang Yuan had once accepted a disciple?" Ling Chuxi asked curiously.

"No, I didn 't," The sword spirit said with certainty.

"Then, could it be that someone secretly learned it?" Ling Chuxi asked doubtfully.

"Do you think it's that easy to steal the sword skills of the sword Master?" The sword spirit said disapprovingly.

"That's true. " Ling Chuxi thought about it and agreed. How could it be so easy to steal the ultimate technique of a peak martial artist?

When it came to learning in secret, Ling Chuxi had the most right to speak. Back then, the Xiao family's turning cloud gesture, spiral battle Qi, and Mo kongyuan's great Sanshou had all been secretly learned by her. However, if she asked herself honestly, if she wanted to secretly learn the Seven Swords of the abyss, she would have to go through tens of thousands of bitter battles.

However, when faced with a peak expert like the Cang Yuan Swordmaster, who would have the chance to fight tens of millions of times? one fight would be enough to kill him.

"If I'm not wrong, their swordsmanship should be derived from the sword intent of the grey abyss sword technique." The sword spirit muttered.

Ling Chuxi was stunned. If she had first comprehended the sword intent, then deduced the sword technique, it would indeed be much easier. However, the problem was, thinking about how to secretly learn the technique and comprehend the concept of the sword, wasn't that even more difficult than secretly learning the moves?

However, looking at Wei Wuji's and Meng Luo's sword techniques, the sword intent and sword power were indeed the Cang Yuan sword technique, but the moves were not. It seemed that the sword spirit was right.

Ling Chuxi could not help but look at ye Xuanfu. She could not help but think about asking the Wei siblings where they had learned these sword techniques. But after thinking about it carefully, he still endured it.

This swordsmanship was definitely a secret of xuanjian sect. Even if she asked, how could ye Xuanfu tell outsiders? not only would she be embarrassed, but others would also think that she was coveting the secret of another sect.

Thus, Ling Chuxi temporarily suppressed the curiosity in her heart and patiently continued to read.

The battle between Wei Wuji and Meng Luo was getting more and more intense, and their strength had been raised to the extreme.

On the peak, Wei Wuji's Black hair was dancing wildly. He raised his broad sword high above his head and slashed down with a thunderous momentum. Under the silver Qi Ji, the surrounding air was rapidly compressed, and the sword made a shrill sound that made people tremble.