While deeply understanding the words of the old man Mi Zhongzheng, Xu Lang absorbed and digested the skills sent to him by the old man Mi Zhongzheng. At the same time, he also felt that the enemy outside was slowly approaching, and the sense of strong pressure became stronger and stronger. However, Xu Lang's power was also increasing rapidly, which could be described as "leap".

In Xu Lang's mind, it seemed that a knife really appeared, flying up and down, exploring each other's left and right, and countering each other with moves. While cleverly resolving the other party's sword technique, he was also practicing this profound sword technique at the same time. With his profound understanding of sword technique, he became even more amazed. The sword is like a person and a knife, and it has indeed achieved the unity of man and sword, which is rich and radiant, flying in spirit, quiet and melancholy, which is breathtaking.

In the eyes of others, Xu Lang is almost unable to hold on, and his body begins to distort. However, in fact, Xu Lang is comprehending the realm of "unity of man and sword", because if you want to defeat the other party, you must first break the other party's sword skills, otherwise everything will be in vain.

The other party who was fighting against Xu Lang couldn't help but be secretly surprised, because he had already clearly felt that Xu Lang's internal strength was increasing rapidly, and Xu Lang was also constantly cracking his sword technique, which shocked him greatly. How could anyone crack his sword technique?

With the understanding of the sword technique, Xu Lang clearly felt that the other party was not at close range, but was far away from a thousand meters. Even such a person who was far away from a thousand meters could control his sword from a distance, which shows how strong his strength was.

The next moment, the old man Mi Zhongzheng said softly: "Langer, go and crack his sky sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Lang responded to the sound and jumped up. Although there was no knife in his hand, there were swords everywhere. There seemed to be countless swords hidden in his palm. Xu Lang flew up and down in the cave, with free sword skills, either churning in the air or crossing his hands, as if drawing crosses or circles.

However, this is not a one-man show for Xu Lang alone. At the same time, the sword also flew in the air, confronting Xu Lang, attacking and defending, advancing and retreating, allowing the people around him to see it. It was not like watching a fierce fight, but more like appreciating the graceful dance.

When the qi in Xu Lang's palm hit the sword in the other party's hand, it was like a meteor cutting through the sky, emitting dazzling sparks, or like a bronze ware hitting each other, making a jingle sound. Although Xu Lang did not have any weapons in his hand.

After a few loud "bang bang" sounds, the entire cave was shaking, and the sand and stones falling on the stone wall made the people inside unable to open their eyes.

However, Xu Weiguo and others wanted to go over and help but could not move their bodies at all. The stone wall behind them seemed to have endless adsorption power, tightly absorbing their bodies, making it difficult to move in an instant. In fact, it was not the stone wall that had adsorption power, but the breath of the people outside had a strong sense of pressure, which made them feel difficult to breathe, let alone moving their bodies.

Xu Lang also felt that he might not be able to defeat the other party in the shortest time using the seven-color Buddhist beads and the golden left hand at this time, because the other party is too powerful and has such explosive power when he is thousands of meters away.

As time went on, Xu Lang clearly sensed that the other party seemed to be getting closer and closer, so he had to fight back with all his might.

"Roar! Let me taste my true power!" An old man's voice came from outside.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Lang felt that the other party was approaching quickly. It seemed that he was going to confront him head-on.

"Lang'er, forget the knife when you get the knife, forget the Dharma when you get the Dharma. No knife is better than a knife. Don't stick to the knife method itself." Old Master Mi Zhongzheng reminded in time.

Xu Lang suddenly realized that it seemed that he had not yet deeply understood the essence of sword technique. If it was turned into a knife, it would still be a knife. Why should he stick to the "knife" itself?

Xu Lang suddenly realized that at this moment, his palms suddenly stopped their power and forgot all the sword techniques he had just remembered. As the saying goes, "break and then stand up", only by breaking, integrating, destroying the old and establishing the new eight sword techniques taught by Mil's previous one can we generate more infinite power.

Think about it, just as the other party's body appeared at the entrance of the cave and the sky sword under his control suddenly penetrated into Xu Lang's chest, Xu Lang suddenly opened his eyes, clamped his palms hard, and it actually clamped the attacking sword. Only then did he realize that it was not a real sword, but a stream of Hunyuan true energy from the other party. This discovery surprised Xu Lang again.

Xu Lang quickly adjusted his breathing, jumped, and grabbed it with all his internal strength. With a "pili pong" sound, the sword was broken by Xu Lang.

At this moment, the old man outside the cave also flew over and hit Xu Lang with four palms. Each of them had a backflip in the air. Then the two of them slowly landed and stood firm.

At the same time, the sense of pressure and power that others felt was gradually eliminated and they were able to move freely.

When Xu Weiguo saw the visitor, he couldn't help but be shocked, "Uncle Song Shi! It's really you!"

Just now, Xu Weiguo and others also had some speculations in their minds. After all, if someone who can use such exquisite sword skills is unlikely to find anyone else in the world except "Sky Dao Song Que", but they did not expect it to be true.

Xu Lang also met with Song Weifa, the head of the Song family a few days ago. At that time, he felt that this old guy nicknamed "Shen Dao Song Que" must be unfathomable. Now, after some experience, Xu Lang admired even more. If it were not for the help of the mysterious old man Mi Zhongzheng who was hidden and uncovered, he would probably die at the hands of Song Que.

However, Song Que ignored Xu Weiguo, but stared at Xu Lang and said, "The Heavenly Sword is also Tao. Tao can be told, it is very Tao.

The Heavenly Sword is not the Tao, and Song is not short of it.

Boy, say, how could you crack my Tiandao Eight Wonders?"

The reason why Song Weifa, the Song family of the four major families in Yanjing is nicknamed "Tiandao Songque" is because his Tiandao sword technique is inherited from the most important of the Chinese sword art. However, there are nine techniques in the Tiandao sword technique, which is praised by Chinese martial arts fanatics as the world's first sword, and Song Weifa only learned the first eight techniques and missing one sword, so he is called "Song Que".

However, what Song Que never expected was that today, a young man who had just started to crack his sword skills was so strange.

Xu Lang laughed and said, "Is Song Que Negative? Haha, I think you lack a lot."

"What is missing?" Song Que asked casually.

"I'm immoral." Xu Lang smiled casually.

"Ignorance child, I want you to die!" Song Que was furious. He was fighting Xu Lang a thousand meters away just now. He was close to him now and wanted to kill Xu Lang with his own hands to avenge his son Song Jianbang. "Xu Lang, you cruel little beast, you actually ruined my son's hands and kicks. I want you to pay your life today!"

Xu Lang was also ready to face the challenge.

However, just as Song Que was about to hit Xu Lang and Xu Lang was about to strike back, unexpectedly, behind him, the old man Mi Zhongzheng, who had been tied up by ropes, actually shouted, pulled Xu Lang's body, and caught Song Que's palms with one hand.

When Song Que saw Old Man pulling Xu Lang and facing him, he seemed to be shocked. However, when his palms were caught by Old Man with one hand, he couldn't help but be even more shocked. He felt like a thin monkey hitting an elephant. When he felt the severe pain in his body, he couldn't help but bounced out of the hole.

However, the following phenomenon shocked Song Que and the others. The old man Mi Zhongzheng reached out and grabbed it, like a smoker, and pulled Song Que's body back from outside the cave.

Old man Song Que staggered a few times before he could barely stand firm, looking at Old Man Mi Zhongzheng in horror, "You, you are..."

Everyone looked at Old Man Mi Zhongzheng with a stunned face. He never expected that the inconspicuous old man who was beaten was covered in wounds and his clothes were beaten to pieces, had such incredible power.
Chapter completed!