Li Shang tribe In a huge martial arts venue, Feng Xuan was sitting calmly on a huge stone tripod used for strength training. He was carefully flipping through a book of swordsmanship and martial arts called "The Water-Breaking Knife". Beside him were piled several different sword and martial arts books. "Chongyuan Sword Technique" "Blowing Fire Knife Technique" ... And the extremely sharp sword intent emanated from his body, covering the place dozens of meters in front. The sword intention is as thick as a whirlpool in the water, but there is some sharpness hidden in it, as if a sharp knife is trying to cut through the whirlpool. However, this situation only lasted for a moment and immediately transformed into another artistic conception, as thick as a mountain. Some leaves that fell within this range seemed to be pressed down directly to the ground by an invisible force. And within the scope of his sword intent in front of him, several figures were gritting their teeth in cold sweat under his pressure and waving the swords in their hands. They were constantly fighting against the sword that enveloped them with their own sword skills. The sword intention.
There is even a figure of Beili Kuang among them. However, compared to the other people who looked ugly and struggled to support him, he was not so miserable, but his face was also a bit ugly, and he looked extremely uncomfortable. After all, his sword is a domineering sword, but with his own rudimentary level of sword intention, he cannot break through the surrounding artistic conception at all. Instead, he has endured more pressure than others, and has a deeper understanding of this. If it were not for his strength, With the support of his martial arts strength, I am afraid that his energy and blood have been disordered and he has gone crazy. "Bei Liqing, your knife is messed up!" Suddenly Feng Xuanfan paused slightly as he looked at Po Shui Knife's hand, and then a plain word came out of his mouth. Bei Liqing, who was swinging his sword, could no longer hold on after hearing these words. Suddenly, his body softened and he fell to one knee with a thud. "Aqing!" "Aqing, how are you?" The faces of the people around him changed slightly when they saw this. They quickly put away their swords and took a few steps forward to help Bei Liqing, who was kneeling on the ground. "I……" Bei Liqing turned pale and was about to say something. "He is fine. He just suffered the backlash from his own sword skills. He will be fine after taking a rest." At this moment, Feng Xuan put away the letters in his hand, along with several books on sword skills that he had already read, jumped down from the stone tripod, and slowly walked towards the group of people. "Your Excellency Feng Xuan!" "Your Excellency Feng Xuan!" Except for Bei Li Kuang, several other people immediately saluted Feng Xuan with clasped fists in awe. Although Feng Xuan is similar in age to them, or even younger, his cultivation level has reached a terrifying level of blood energy, which is even more amazing than Bei Li Kuang. His combat power is even more terrifying, and his understanding of martial arts is also incredibly powerful. Even with the arrogance of these geniuses from the Li Shang tribe, several people have already been impressed by Feng Xuan in the past few days. "Okay, let's stop here today, otherwise it will not be a good thing for you to persist. If the mark of my sword intention is left in your heart, I am afraid it will be difficult to break this shackles again in this life."
Feng Xuan handed the letter in his hand to Bei Li Kuang's hand, with a faint smile on his face. "The collection of the Li Shang tribe is indeed rich. These martial arts are indeed of great use to me. I will wait until I thank Uncle Xiong Tian and the Great Witch of Yunshan" Bei Li turned over his hands and put away the scroll, and also showed a smile to Feng Xuan. "It's good as long as it's useful. Speaking of which, I, Li Shang, have taken advantage of me, allowing a low-level genius to continuously release the sword's intention to hone my understanding of the sword's intention. I'm afraid even the geniuses from the big tribes will be jealous if they find out. No matter what, some martial arts below the middle level of the mountain level are nothing, they are just for you to watch. If they are not high-level mountain level martial arts and cannot be easily spread, there is no harm in letting you see them!" It turns out that in the past few days, the Yunshan Great Witch Festival, under the suggestion of Beili Xiongtian, specially opened the door for Fengxuan. As long as it is a martial arts from the Li Shang tribe, except for the mountain-level martial arts, Fengxuan can use it. Observe. There is only one condition for this, that is, Feng Xuan uses the power of the sword to help several geniuses from the Li Shang tribe who are good at using swords to practice and teach them sword and martial arts. What they were thinking about was Feng Xuanming, but they just wanted to see if they could leave some seeds of sword intent. If a few people really understood it, it would not be impossible. After a few days of hard work, Feng Xuan had read through dozens of martial arts books of the Li Shang Tribe. Although most of them were only mountain-level low-grade martial arts, this did not prevent him from proving his own martial arts and making up for his shortcomings. insufficient. Whether it was fists, feet, swords or halberds, he never let go of them. Even if he had never practiced, he secretly remembered them in his mind. After all, the deduction of Dayan Monument must be improved based on his own knowledge reserve. The more he knew, the more he knew. The more you can deduce something deeper. He can feel that his sword intention has become more profound during this period of time. Not only can he evolve different sword techniques at any time, but his coverage has also expanded. It gave him the feeling that if he was only in the early stage of micro-level before, I am afraid that he is about to enter the middle stage now. But Feng Xuan didn't know the divisions among them, so he only went to the Holy Land to see if there was a way to verify it. "It's just what we need to support each other. Let's not talk about it. Speaking of which, it has been several days. Why haven't the Holy Land envoys arrived yet?" Feng Xuan asked with some confusion. After all, he had said before that the Holy Land messenger would arrive in the next few days, but this was already the sixth day. "It's just a normal situation. Our Lishang tribe is the last medium-sized tribe that the void warship has arrived at among all the human tribes in the Canglan Mountains. After picking us up, we will fly directly to Canglan City and use the teleportation formation of Canglan City to teleport through the void." Bei Li Kuang looked like he was not surprised. After all, he had seen the void warship that the Holy Land envoy rode several times and knew some of the things about it. Void warship? Feng Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this word from Bei Li Kuang. He had never known these things, but it sounded like a tool for carrying people. While Feng Xuan was talking to Bei Li Kuang, there was a canyon area with huge rocks everywhere, which was unknown how many miles away from Qishan. "Dongling Qinghe! Do you really want to fight to the death with me? You have been chasing me for almost ten days. Do you really want to fight to the death?" An extremely angry shout resounded throughout the canyon. Some wild beasts and insects living in the canyon suddenly heard the shout and immediately hid in their nests. Some of the bolder wild beasts did not forget to carefully look towards the place where the sound came from while hiding, observing what kind of creature had such great power. Boom! With a loud bang, a rock collapsed, and a wild beast with a red body, a dragon head, and a body like a lizard suddenly rushed out of a canyon, and its huge body hit a rock wall heavily.