Chapter 3318

At the moment when the spirit shell sacrificed his sword, ye Pengfei really realized it. It is not difficult for him to understand the meaning of Dacheng sword.

However, his epiphany to Dacheng's sword idea was only based on the spirit shell's sword idea after all. To put it bluntly, his Dacheng sword idea is nothing more than the spirit shell sword idea.

To pick up a person's teeth and wisdom, one can only have one's style, not one's spirit. Imitating others is doomed to never surpass their original masters.

As a result, ye Pengfei will surely lose the battle of Dacheng sword!

The golden blood wet the lapel of Ye Pengfei. He lay on the ground and coughed softly, but his head didn't stop. He was thinking quickly.

Ye Pengfei is not a person who is afraid of failure. Of course, he understands the reason for his failure and knows that only by forming his own sword will he be able to defeat the other side.

"Did you give up?"

In the distance, Lingke stares at Ye Pengfei on the ground and frowns.

Ye Pengfei did not move, as if he had not heard him at all.

"Are you going to stay on the ground forever?" After waiting for a long time, I saw that ye Pengfei still didn't understand. Lingke was a little impatient. He said in a cold voice, "although I have no hatred for you, if you keep pestering me, I will kill you."

After waiting for a moment, ye Pengfei still didn't move.

This time, Lingke was completely angry. Although he was a child, he was always angry.

This time, he didn't remind Ye Pengfei again. He pointed to the sword formula. The previous huge sword was solidified again and bombarded from the air.

At this time, ye Pengfei suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes had a little more insight than just now. He sprang up with a laugh and his sword finger came out of the air.

This time, ye Pengfei's fingertips burst out with a more solid sword meaning. Instead of forming a huge sword just as he had just formed, it turned into a golden thread that could hardly be distinguished by the naked eye and bombarded the giant sword of the spirit shell from a distance.

"The sword is Qi and potential. The so-called sword meaning is to form one's own sword potential. There is no regret in the sword! That's the meaning of my sword

"Shell, no matter what, today I want to thank you

He realized more than 20 swords. From the earliest Tomb of Qin Yizhi, he had formed his own sword potential. Once the sword potential was formed, it could not be changed without seeing it. If he wanted to change it, he had to abandon it and rebuild it.

Just now, ye Pengfei's Dacheng sword came from the shape of a spiritual shell. Although this sword is also Dacheng's sword intention, it came from the shape, so it lacks his own momentum.

The reason why Ye Pengfei failed is that he was defeated at this point.

After thinking just now, ye Pengfei has formed his own Dacheng sword power in his heart. And his sword power, is the sword without regret, there is no return!

When a sword comes out, either the opponent dies or he dies by himself. Only focus on cutting, but not on defense, sword out of no regret, there is no return.

"Zheng -"

the high pitched sound of the sword resounded through the heaven and earth, which seemed to trigger a certain opportunity. After ye Pengfei sacrificed his sword, the heaven and earth suddenly changed color, as if all the rules of the world had disappeared, and only his sword was left in the world.

Only one sword!

"This sword only focuses on killing, and there is no defense at all. I call this sword the killing sword!"

Ye Pengfei gave a loud drink. The sword, which turned into a thin thread, seemed to hear his call. When he was flying in mid air, he was suddenly excited and his momentum suddenly soared. It looks like a tiny sword, but it cuts on the golden light sword of the spirit shell with incomparable power across a kilometer distance.

"Click -"

"bang -"

this time, there was no earthshaking noise.

After contacting with Ye Pengfei's sword intention, the surface of the giant sword of the spirit shell suddenly cracked countless cracks, and then "bang" broke away from the inside, turning into a little golden light.

But ye Pengfei's sword is intended to disintegrate each other's huge sword, but he has not been castrated, and he bombards the spirit shell straight away.

He couldn't believe that he was defeated by a man who looked like himself.

This is so ironic!

Lingke Lengleng stood in the same place, and even forgot to avoid the sword of Ye Pengfei.

Thousands of meters away, Ye Peng's flying sword Jue leads, and the meaning of the sword suddenly changes its direction. It sweeps directly from the top of the shell and cuts on the house behind the shell. The roof debris flies, and the whole house's roof is directly cut off by a sword, leaving only a section of the wall.

The boy who was captured from Majia village by Lingke screamed and ran out of the house with the girl's hand. They didn't know what had happened.

"This time you are defeated." Ye Pengfei's calm way.

"I How, how... "

The spirit shell is still immersed in the great loss and can't accept this fact for a moment.

"If it wasn't for your appearance, I couldn't have been defeated. If I had to be defeated, I would have been defeated by my own sword, not by you." The shell argued forcibly.In any case, he could not explain the fact that he was defeated.

He is a great genius with double pulse. He has no equal understanding of kendo. It took him 6000 years to understand the meaning of Dacheng sword. If he lost to Ye Pengfei, he can accept it. But if he lost to Ye Pengfei, he really can't accept it.

"Failure means failure. You have to know that there is a heaven outside the world and there are people outside the world. The most indispensable thing in the world is genius." Ye Pengfei looks at Lingke road.

However, no matter what ye Pengfei said, Lingke still shook his head.

The understanding of Kendo is different from that of ordinary people. It is the self-esteem that the spirit shell relies on to survive. Without this self-esteem, he would have hanged himself long ago. Why should he suffer from the six thousand years of loneliness.

Today, ye Pengfei defeated him with his sword will be the biggest blow to his self-esteem. He is still young and can't accept this fact.

"Don't you believe it?" Ye Pengfei has been staring at Lingke's eyes. Seeing how he can't help sighing, he said: "OK, I'll prove to you that the most important thing in the world is genius. You are very strong, and there are many people who are stronger than you, such as this..."

With that, ye Pengfei's body boomed and a white flame suddenly rose.

White flame is pure and pure, more holy than any kind of white. It exudes a kind of atmosphere of purifying all evils in the world. After the flame is ignited, ye Pengfei bathes in the flame, his hair and clothes are windless, and his voice is loud. It really looks like the invincible spirit of the God of fire.

As soon as the white flame passed through the world, the shell's face became very pale, just like white paper, and there was an unprecedented fear in his eyes.

He pointed to the flame on Ye Pengfei's body and said in a trembling voice: "you, you..."