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"Fancy swordsmanship doesn't make you victorious in battle. "

"Sword practice, as the name suggests, is sword practice, not swordsmanship. "

"No matter how many detours you take, it's a detour. "

"From this day onwards, you shall not touch any other sword, and you shall not touch any other sword weapon at a time, and you shall touch a hundred rods at a time. "

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Cheng Jingyu is definitely unqualified as a master, he has taught Mo Yi very few times, he cherishes words like gold, and the words he has said add up to less than what others say in a day.

But in retrospect, there are really not many good words, but essence.

The true meaning of the sword, the achievement that the sword cultivator wants to get in his life, the way with the sword, the sky, and the enlightenment.

No matter how much swordsmanship is cultivated, it is just to get a glimpse of the true sword intent from it, learn ten thousand methods, take its essence and remove its dross, and get the only way of the sword.

This is the path of ordinary people in the ninth layer, and only the people who are less than one layer, they or "zero zero zero" are unworldly sword cultivation geniuses, born to know, learn swords in the morning, and realize the Tao at dusk.

But there are very few of these kendo geniuses, which can be called extinct, and one out of ten million people loses.

But the rest of the people in the first layer are the descendants and disciples of these geniuses, who can learn the true meaning of kendo from their masters, and go through countless detours to reach the final true meaning.

And these descendants usually require a great deal of talent to be able to do just a bit.

And Mo Yi naturally belongs to the category of talented, but because of various things in the world, he did not complete his cultivation according to Cheng Jingyu's teachings, and it is no wonder that the old man who snatched the sky said that his sword intent was poor.

But it's not yet night.

Cheng Jingyu asked Mo Yi to only use the Demon Sealing Sword made of a black wooden stick, because he swung the Sword with the Demon Sealing Sword many times, and engraved his understanding of the way of the sword in it.

With the carefully engraved sword intent of a phaseless kendo giant, no matter how stupid the villager is with the Demon Seal Sword and chopping firewood for a few years, he can become a generation of immortal swordsmen, not to mention the outrageous Mo Yi with high understanding.

"It's not too late. Mo Yi shook his head and thought to himself, he had been taking advantage of the sharpness of the Blood Sword itself to kill the Quartet, and only by breaking through ten thousand methods would he ignore the importance of the Demon Sealing Sword and miss the opportunity to comprehend the way of the sword as soon as possible.

But this is also inevitable, if it weren't for the bloody sword, he would have died in the mountain, or he would have been suppressed by the powerless power of eternity.

If it weren't for the Eight Swords of Ying Long taught by the Blood Sword, he wouldn't be able to fight the necromantic puppet in the Immortal Treasure and finally win, and in the face of the Thunder Qilin, he would not be able to contain it with the Thunder Sword Technique, and finally survive.

There are gains and losses, and besides, it's not night, is it?

Mo Yi raised the Demon Sealing Sword, his eyes were blazing, and the old man in front of him came from the east with a sword, and the sword light covered the sky like a flying immortal outside the sky.

Mo Yiping launched a sword, and the innocent sword intent slammed into the sword light, shattering the sword light of the old man who captured the sky, and then collided with the Zhongshi sword made of 10,000 tons of fine stone, and continued to shatter, and finally made a hideous gap in the opponent's body.

"How can your sword intent ......" The eyes of the sky-seizing old man Mi were full of surprise, Mo Yi's sword intent rose several notches in an instant, making him unable to resist, but he was obviously a completely learned Mo Yi's sword intent, which should be equal, but now it is too inferior.

"Through the teachings left by my predecessors, I have understood the sword on this sword, and the sword intent is strong, which can be regarded as opportunistic. Mo Yi casually stood the Demon Seal Sword in front of him and made a basic sword technique

The sword intent left by Cheng Jingyu on the Demon Sealing Sword has just been triggered, and Mo Yi will use it for a period of time, which will increase his sword intent geometrically, which is naturally not something that the Heaven Conquering Old Man who was equal to Mo Yi before could resist.

"Senior, I don't know if you've heard a sentence. Mo Yi suddenly asked.

"What words?" said the Heavenly Snatcher at the same time as a white bone sword slowly emerged from the palm of his right hand.

"Those who learn from me live, and those who are like me die. "

The next moment, the golden light of Kunpeng's wings skyrocketed, and the power of thunder attached to his body, Mo Yi slashed with a sword, slashing an ordinary slash, but the sword intent rushed into the sky, making it impossible to resist.

The old man snorted coldly, pinched the law, and the inscription full of dark gold climbed on the bone sword, he raised the sword and pushed it out again, and in an instant, the dead air came out of the sky, and there were ten thousand ghosts roaring, like the door of hell opened.

"Finally use his method again, senior, you're running out of skills. Mo Yi smiled, and then slashed away the opponent's ghostly sword with a sword, and the sword light slashed everything.

The old man was shocked by a sword and retreated, his whole body was torn out by the sword intent, and the dark gold inscription on the bone sword was secretly as if it was about to be slashed by a sword.

Cheng Jingyu attached to the sword intent on the Demon Sealing Sword began to fade gradually after Mo Yi comprehended it, taking advantage of this time, Mo Yi must quickly kill the enemy, otherwise the Heaven Conquering Old Man will use the millions of methods he learned in his life one by one, and he will eventually be defeated..........

"Die!"

Mo Yi roared upward, surging mana poured out, and the cracked mouth on the hilt of the Demon Sealing Sword grinded his teeth and drank blood, constantly swallowing the mana that Mo Yi poured out, followed by the sword light soaring dozens of meters, and the power was imposing.

The Heaven Snatching Old Man snorted coldly, slapped his hands into the air, and condensed two mysterious magic circles, among which two brilliant flame phoenixes screamed out and rushed straight towards Mo Yi.

Mo Yi's eyes were sharp, and he pushed a sword out horizontally, the sword light radiated for a hundred meters, the sword intent was sublimated to the extreme, and the two phoenixes were split apart by a sword, but they re-condensed and continued to pounce on the enemy.

"Boy, this method has condensed a trace of the divinity of the immortal fire phoenix, use the Ying Long sword method to contain him, there is no mustard, the sword method is used to control the enemy, as long as you understand the priorities, it will not hinder your comprehension of the true meaning of the sword. "The blood sword transmitted the message to Mo Yi and taught him carefully.

Mo Yi didn't hesitate any longer, raised his hand and slashed out two white cloud mist dragons, the cloud dragon and the immortal fire phoenix collided together in an instant, and the divine brilliance was overflowing, and the momentum was huge.

Seeing that Mo Yi had restrained the fire phoenix, the old man frowned, and suddenly wanted to release a new spell, but suddenly, the skin on his cheek suddenly cracked, and the skin disappeared in the air like ashes.

"It's the limit. The old man stood in place, staring at the blood-colored pillar of light on the stone tower on the edge of the sky in a daze, his eyes swelled with inexplicable brilliance, and his body split into countless phantoms and rushed towards the pillar of blood.

"Don't want to run!5.3" Mo Yi jumped out, and used the Sanqing Xuanhua Gong to form a clone and chase after dozens of phantoms.

These phantoms were all extremely weak, and they were not fast and were immediately broken by Mo Yi with the cooperation of Kunpeng Wings, and in the end, only a figure was left not far away.

The Sky Retainer fell from the sky to the ground, and quietly they returned to the place where they had first confronted, and the Sky Reaper fell into the pit and disappeared.

Mo Yi's mana was high, dazzling like an immortal furnace, and a sword chased down from the sky, and the sword light extended for a hundred meters, unstoppable.

"I still got it. In the deep pit, the old man sighed, lowered his head and picked up the plain white linen cloth on the ground with wisps of blood, and split it on his body.

Mo Yi's sword came just in time and slashed at the old man's back.

In an instant, a brilliant light rose into the sky, and the powerful conflict erupted into a terrifying aura, attracting the terrifying gaze of countless creatures in the ancient city. _

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