v17 Chapter 616： Eat the opponent

They were inspired by the Sword Emperor.

The Sword Emperor is already out.

Ding Qiuyue replied, "Brothers of Wind and Wan Zongbiao, they will directly enter the space on the second floor."

"They learned about the swordsmanship of the sword emperor monument, they don't have to enter the first floor."

It turns out to be so.

Their other acquaintances worry that even if they have passed the first level, they have mastered the knowledge of these swordsman masters; they are far inferior to the martial arts knowledge acquired by Lin Zifeng and Wanzong Table Sword King.

After all, this is the first martial art in Kendo mainland.

Compared with other swordsmen, the owners of other swordsmen worry that it will be different.

"I believe you are not worse than them." Zifeng looked at Ding Qiuyue and smiled.

"let's start."

"Yes." Ding Qiuyue nodded solemnly.

Before the two went to the sword monument, they began to enlighten.

Prosperity…

It was almost the moment when two people closed their eyes.

The paths of both swords and swords are swelling.

Start with the sword and go to the end of the space.

at the same time.

In the distance, there was a loud scream, and the sky was spreading.

Obviously, the remaining sword repairs in this space also began to enlighten.

Zifeng closed his eyes and walked in, but he embarked on the path of swordsmanship behind the sword.

Prosperity…

After entering the Jian Qi Road, Zi Feng felt only a roar in his heart, and then became pale.

He restored his clarity.

In front of him, a young man holding a sword suddenly took a sword.

Zifeng was shocked, and then his eyes were cold.

He didn't know the young man in front of him.

But this young man, Zifeng, could see that he was just a kid behind the scenes.

The Queen, for Zifeng, this was a long time ago.

On this level, Zifeng was afraid that he could fly him at once.

However, I was about to shoot, but suddenly I found that his body was a force, a body repair, all disappeared.

The strength of a person's own body is weak and pitiful. At best, it can only reach the post-modern level.

Zifeng's face changed a lot.

The young man in front of him sneered, "How do you know you are afraid? You are the son of this singer, where is the qualification to compete with the son of the family?"

The young man's sword has come.

Zifeng's eyes were a glimpse, even if he only had one late modification, it couldn't compare with the kid in front of him.

I just want to squeeze my hands, take the young man's sword, and defeat him. However, he suddenly discovered that he could not use these five forms.

"Damn it." Zi Feng snorted and turned sideways, unable to escape the sword.

At this time, the memory that came to my mind was slow.

"Xuanwu Public Law, Jianqi decides."

"Xuanjie sword skill, stone cracking."

Zifeng couldn't help but slapped his face, he had to learn swordsmanship quickly in his mind.

At this time, the young man came out of the sword again.

"Get off." Zifeng took a drink.

Almost a few breaths, Zifeng will defeat the young man in front of him.

In the next second, the number flashed by and suddenly disappeared.

This is a flash of numbers.

The surrounding scene has changed.

Around it, it is a deep forest.

Not far away, a few old people took the opportunity to hunt and hunt.

"Three congenital conditions?"

Zifeng was not in her eyes subconsciously, but when she remembered the past, she suddenly looked at it.

From the inside, Zifeng looked at his face again.

"After nine days of repairs?"

Yes, he can fix it now only after nine days.

The day after tomorrow is born?

This is almost impossible for ordinary people.

But for Tianjiao, it is not difficult.

However, Zifeng found out in the next second that he could use it, except for the Xuanjie sword technique; his other martial arts could not be used at all.

At this time, the hands of the three old people have come to the fore.

All three palms blasted towards Zifeng.

Obviously, these three old people must accept his life.

"Get off." Zifeng took a drink.

There was a sword hanging from his waist.

The costume is not his own original costume.

He suddenly realized that he was in his current situation.

Oh.

Zifeng's sword was thrown out, but it was easily repelled by the three old men.

He hadn't reacted yet, but it was also a palm that flew him several tens of meters.

Zifeng's "wolf" turned a few times on the ground to stabilize this number.

Oh.

Zifeng stood up and clenched his fists.

The sword in his hand is very tight.

"Well, it hasn't been like this for a long time." Zifeng's mouth sneered.

This sneer means that he wants to move the real thing.

At this point, without waiting for the attack of the three old men, Zifeng had already stepped out of the sword.

The two sides fought.

However, there is no gorgeous power outburst in the battle between the two sides, and there is no amazing martial arts.

With three congenital conditions plus nine times in a diva, the intensity of the battle is extremely limited.

A full hour passed.

Zifeng sweats and is almost exhausted.

It has disappeared in front of the three old men, replaced by three corpses.

"Call." Zi Feng took a deep breath.

"Wake up." Zifeng sighed deeply and sighed inwardly.

"Call." Zifeng woke up from the state of enlightenment and took a deep breath again.

I feel a lot, my own body has been repaired and it has not disappeared.

At the same time, he took a few steps on the path of this sword.

"The so-called emotional life is the same." Zifeng understood.

There is no doubt that the battle of Xiao Yi coincided with the battle experienced by Senior Comet.

Of course, that was the battle of his predecessor when he was young.

And all I can use are the skills and martial arts mastered by this predecessor. Xiao Yigang wanted to close his eyes and continue studying.

Suddenly, the ring vibrated.

Zifeng's hands flashed by, and Leng Jian appeared in the air.

"Child, are you sure you really want to continue?" Leng Jian asked suddenly in the sword.

"How is it?" Zifeng frowned.

Sword Spirit said: "Do you know how many years your comet's predecessor is?"

"How much did he fight in his life?"

"You will adopt this sword technique, it will represent you, you will be substituted into his identity, and he will walk the path he has walked in his life."

"Then?" Zifeng asked, frowning.

Jian Ling smiled. "Child, how many years have you lived? But twenty years later."

"And this Comet Kendo, how many years have you lived? Compared with him, the years of your life have fallen in the ocean."

"Are you afraid that I will get lost?" Zifeng shrugged. "As long as the sword is strong, this is not a problem."