The next day.

When Li Mutian left the Zhilong Mountain Yuan Martial Arts School, he realized that he was being targeted.

The other party was hanging from a distance or near, without any intention of attacking, just following.

Li Mutian wanted to rush to the road, ignore it, rush at normal speed, and after entering Shangyong City, more eyes were staring at him.

There are many eyeliners, obviously not just a group of people.

Li Mutian suddenly accelerated and fled away.

The stalker had to show up from the shadows of every corner.

The sound of clothes breaking through the air sounded continuously. In a blink of an eye, there were almost a dozen men and women in strong clothes near where Li Mutian had just stood.

Most of them are masked with cloth or veils.

Under the shade of the trees, it was a little crowded, and more than a dozen men and women in strong outfits could not find Li Mutian's trace. Look at me, and I look at you, the atmosphere became a little cramped.

Some people recognize each other.

"Yuqian?"

"Yu Ru? What a coincidence."

Xiao Yuru and Yuqian were once close friends, and even with veils, they could recognize each other at a glance.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into embarrassment.

On the other side.

Li Mutian sat by the river outside the city and deduced the sword.

A poem suddenly came to my mind.

He picked up a wooden stick and wrote it on the beach by the river.

"The great roc rises with the wind in one day, soaring up to 90,000 miles."

After writing, Li Mutian's eyes burst out with sharp eyes like sword light, and it was fleeting.

"It seems that the extremely advanced swordsmanship has been deduced!"

Li Mutian picked up a long wooden stick, used it as a sword, gestured a few times, frowned, and bitterly appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying, "It's a pity that I am currently in the swordsmanship realm, and I can't use sword moves."

"This sword move gives me the feeling that it is unfathomable, with a powerful sword. I swung my sword out with one sword, as if I was going to tear the void and penetrate the world."

Li Mutian recalled his feelings and said slowly, but his mood still could not calm down. This feeling of depression was like owning a treasure and countless wealth, but he could not take it out.

As he felt something, Li Mutian activated the "Extreme Dao God and Demon Visualization" and at the same time communicated with the soul of the giant sword Qingtian, his eyes moved away from the handwriting, and slowly swept towards everything in front of him.

The river rolls and flows, the wind rises and waves, the river surface is swelling, the birds fly and fish leaps, the sky is sunset and the moon rises, the stars are moving...

Whether it is as small as dust or as vast as the world, everything is moving with a certain "momentum", never stopping.

Everything in the world has power.

The water momentum, aura, fire, terrain, and the movement of the stars in the world also contains endless vast momentum.

All things can produce momentum, gestures, poetry, word momentum, sword momentum———

"Understood!"

Li Mutian shouted excitedly in his heart.

Understand that the sword’s way is “powerful”!

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the dark storm was wrapped in, and the soul of the giant sword in the sky burning with gorgeous flames suddenly shook and made a strong sound, as if responding enthusiastically.

Li Mutian's swordsmanship has gone to the next level and entered the "State of Power" in one fell swoop!

Li Mutian stood up slowly and spread his palms.

He has no sword in his hand,

But there is a sword in my eyes,

There is a sword in my heart,

There is a sword in the sea of ​​consciousness,

He is the sword.

The three-color source power is held from the palm of the hand, condensed and intertwined, and instantly gathered into a sword form. If there is substance, the source energy of heaven and earth will gather wildly, and Xiaoshuo resonates.

"Zheng!"

With a dragon-like sword sound, a strange-shaped golden wood sword appeared in Li Mutian's hand, as if the sword's life soul was reduced. The dark stream of light flew past the sword blade, emitting an extremely sharp aura.

This is a sword of source power that is condensed by the magic soul of the sword and the three-type source power as the shape.

Li Mutian danced the sword of power, and suddenly the strong wind swelled backwards, raising the endless sword momentum!

His sword moves with his mind, and uses the profound sword technique he could not use before, and slashes against the wind.

In an instant, it seemed that the wind was cut into two pieces.

At this moment, the evening breeze blew past his side, but he couldn't carry a strand of his hair, as if time had been cut off and stopped for a moment.

The sword's momentum remained unabated, and the blazing sword energy surged, as fast as lightning, crossing the river.

"Cheer--"

The river surface was split through, and a broken stream of more than ten feet long appeared. You could see the riverbed, and a deep ditch was plowed out by the sword energy.

Wherever the sword energy reaches, everything will be destroyed!

If there is not a big river that is hundreds of feet wide in front of you, but a small river that is more than ten feet wide, at this moment, a sword will break the flow!

Use sword force to suppress the waves and water force.

Li Mutian was shocked himself.

This sword technique is so crazy, powerful and terrifying.

If the sword realm is further improved, it is likely that the river will be cut off.

Of course, this was his use of the three-system source power to connect the giant sword soul, and using the "power" of the sword art he had just understood, he used the extremely advanced sword technique and slashed out with all his strength.

Li Mutian received the move, and the source power was exhausted and his mind was in his body.

It should be because of the fact that the cultivation level is not enough to match such a top sword technique.

I was immersed in the sword path just now, and it was the first time that I could condense the sword of source power, which made me feel refreshed and had no time to think about it.

After the sword was closed, the river water flooded the broken stream in a while, and after a wave of surging, it seemed that nothing had happened. The amazing sword marks left at the bottom of the river would probably be covered with mud and sand soon.

At the same time, many broken fish and shrimp corpses floated on the river surface, including big fish as thick as buckets, floating in the water with the waves.

Li Mutian couldn't help but feel ecstasy in his heart. He swung his hand, dissipated the sword of the source power, and turned around and left with laughter.

He wants to return to Yuanwu Academy and consolidate it for a few more days.

"feeling" cannot be grasped or held, but understanding "momentum" is to "see" the true secret of the rules and grasp them firmly, and fill the feeling in your heart and will not be lost.

As for the name of the sword technique, Li Mutian will temporarily call it - Qinglian sword!

Because I feel that there is a second sword, a third sword, and a fourth sword...

In infinite deduction, understanding only takes one opportunity.

Shortly after Li Mutian left.

A black shadow appeared, staring at the poem written by Li Mutian on the sand by the river. In the dark eyes, strange light shone.

"The Lord's poems are really great. Just one sentence will make you soar in your talent, have lofty ambitions, and be proud..."

Liao Li took a closer look and felt the expression suddenly became solemn.

The handwriting on the ground is full of poetry and magnificent momentum. If you carefully savor it, you feel that the handwriting seems to be alive and reflected into your mind.

The horizontal and horizontal hooks, the strokes and strokes were like dragons and snakes rising from the land, circling and dancing, and like a giant roc wing rolling up a storm, facing the thunder, heading straight to the nine heavens, gradually, it turned into sword lights, sweeping open, with unparalleled keenness, as if to tear apart the void and penetrate the world.

Liao Li's heart moved and immediately sat down on the spot, giving insights with his heart.

I don't know how long it took.

"I have broken through, and I have broken through the bottleneck of my kendo! I have been stagnant for twenty years and have finally made a breakthrough!!"

Liao Li opened his eyes, tears flowed all over his body, but his joy was beyond words.

The few words written by Li Mutian on the ground made Liao Li realize the extremely powerful secret of swordsmanship and make a breakthrough in the swordsmanship.

As the west mountains are dusk, the temperature drops, the wind gradually becomes stronger, and the handwriting is gradually blurred.

"It's a pity that the handwriting cannot be preserved, otherwise it can be kept as the treasure of the Demon Alliance."

"No! The Lord should have deliberately pointed out only me. The supreme swordsmanship secrets can be shown to others at will."

"The Lord is willing to teach, which also shows that he has a good impression of me and has a great opportunity to serve me."

"It is my greatest opportunity to meet the Lord in this life."
Chapter completed!