Yun Qingyan's parents were both sword cultivators, and they were a rare couple in the past in Zhanwang Academy. As their cultivation level became stronger, they were unwilling to start a sect outside, and they also secretly practiced in Zhanwang Academy and served as the elder of Zhanwang Academy. They had a daughter, Yun Qingyan.

Two sword cultivators, there are countless sword scriptures in the Zangjian Pavilion, and Lin Feng stepped into the Zangjian Pavilion and saw that the bookshelf was neatly arranged. Whether it was paper or jade books, they all carved names on the bookshelf and classified them. At the same time, many ancient swords were hung on the walls. Although they were all sheathed, Lin Feng seemed to be able to feel the extraordinary.

"Lin Feng, this is the sword scripture owned by my husband and wife. You can read it at will, and you all are also at will. Although you are not a sword cultivator, there are some ways to understand martial arts." Yun's father smiled at everyone, with a broad mind and very generous attitude.

"Thank you for yourselves." Lin Feng was grateful. When he met for the first time, the other party wanted to invite Zang Jian Pavilion. This kind of courage is something that ordinary people can do.

"You have to be polite. My daughter is not good at swords. I rarely bring friends with people with good swords. What's wrong with watching? These swords are hidden here and are buried. Why not make some contributions to the younger generation?" Yun's father smiled indifferently.

"You can see here. My husband and I are here to disturb you." Yun's father said to Yun Qingyan: "Come with me."

Yun Qingyan showed a trembling look, then made an expression at Lin Feng, and followed her parents out of Zangjian Pavilion.

Lin Feng walked to the bookshelf and looked at the tags. They were all sword arts, water-based sword techniques, angry seas; gold-based sword techniques, Qiankun sword techniques; death-based sword techniques, endless fallen trees; each sword technique was full of sword techniques, Lin Feng carefully looked through them one by one. These sword techniques were all swords of law. Some sword techniques required a kind of law power from beginning to end, while some sword techniques had multiple styles and required several laws to achieve the strongest power. Those who created this sword technique must be the ultimate body, with many palm-based laws, and even sword practitioners, like Lin Feng.

"Sword Technique, the sunset falls." Lin Feng looked at the One-step Law Sword Technique. This sword Technique actually requires the cooperation of four laws to exert its strongest power. The first step is to use the power of the supreme earth law to cut out the power of the falling sky, crushing people down and taking the lead; the second step is to use the law of flame to activate the sun sword light, stabbing people's eyes, and fire spreading; the third step is to chase the wind sword, and use the power of the wind-based law to descend from the sky, so that the opponent has no chance to breathe; the fourth step is to use the sword of fall, and the sword of death.

If the four styles are blended perfectly and used in one go, one sword will be stronger than one sword. The next sword is superimposed with the power of one sword. When the last sword reaches the last sword, it will not only have the power of death, but also have the power of the first three, as if the four laws converge and have supreme power. If the first three styles can fully bloom, the fourth sword will almost be dead.

The general outline of the sword technique requires the sword's shape and intention to be connected, tangible or unintentional. This complete set of sword techniques is like a split, just four swords with equal power, with a lethality. Only by connecting the shape and intention can the sword power be integrated, truly integrating the laws into magical powers at the same time, and possessing infinite power.

"There is a very powerful sword technique, but the conditions are also harsh, and it is extremely easy to use by people." Lin Feng whispered in his heart. To practice this set of sword techniques, he must first understand the artistic conception of the sword. This sword intent is no longer the "sword intent" that was randomly referred to in the past, but really needs to understand the artistic conception of the sword. At the same time, the same needs to be connected with the same spirit and master the four-system laws. The conditions are extremely harsh. However, Lin Feng still secretly recorded this set of sword techniques.

How can a sword technique be used to exert its powerful power without being harsh?

Lin Feng continued to watch the sword technique in the Zangjian Pavilion. Some sword technique had similarities, and they could even try to integrate and use different sword techniques. Gradually, Lin Feng seemed to be immersed in the Zangjian Pavilion, so that Qingfeng and others left silently and didn't know.

A few days later, Lin Feng was lying on the wall in the Zangjian Pavilion, sinking into a dream and pursuing the sword.

In the virtual Yangzhou City, among the continuous green peaks of Yunhai Sect, Lin Feng waved his palms and kept dancing the shape of a sword, one sword after another, endless, and the leaves around him continued to rust down and were cut off by the shape.

"Reaching the form without gravity, focusing on the mind without gravity, focusing on the form without gravity, and then blooming with force can exert the strongest power." Lin Feng murmured to himself, looking at his movements slightly absent.

"The form is moving, the meaning is still; the form is real, the meaning is empty." Lin Feng whispered, and gradually his movements seemed to slow down, as if still and movement, as if it was real and like virtual. Finally, with Lin Feng's movements, an artistic conception spread out, and the branches and leaves that were whispered by the strong wind, fell into suspension, and then they were torn apart severely.

"Only the meaning of the mind, the sword technique can bring out its essence." Lin Feng retracted his hand, and everything in the void suddenly disappeared, as if nothing had passed.

Lin Feng looked at his palm without force or using the rules, but he was still able to create artistic conception.

In the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, Yun Qingyan looked at Lin Feng lying there and curled her lips slightly. This guy was actually asleep here.

"Lin Feng." Yun Qingyan moved Lin Feng's arm, causing Lin Feng's body to tremble slightly, and then his eyes opened slightly. He was subconsciously dreaming and sleeping, and it was easy to wake up. However, because he was in this Zangjian Pavilion, he was not too cautious, and ordinary steps would not wake him up.

"You really know how to enjoy it, you actually fell asleep here." Yun Qingyan pressed her mouth and looked at Lin Feng speechlessly: "The celebration of the King of War College is about to begin, should we go out?"

Lin Feng smiled, then stood up and said, "Let's go."

Yun Qingyan took Lin Feng toward the outside of the Immortal Palace. The immortal land stood one by one, which shows how terrifying the number of strong men in the War King Academy are.

There are also mountains outside the fairy palace. It is said that there are small worlds, and old antique figures from the King of War College are all terrifying figures.

However, that place cannot be easily entered. Through the Immortal Sect, Lin Feng and Yun Qingyan returned to the central area of ​​the Zhanwang Academy. Now there seem to be more people walking in the Zhanwang Academy. The ten-year celebration is coming soon, and the strong martial emperors who have been practicing outside have returned. Lin Feng walked on the road and could easily detect that there were more powerful people in the academy, and the middle emperors could be seen everywhere.

"There is the martial arts venue for the celebration. Many people have arrived." Yun Qingyan pointed to a martial arts venue in the distance, and it seemed that there were several separate martial arts venues combined. Each martial arts venue was full of strong people from different realms. The area where the upper emperor was located was relatively small, while the number of strong people from the middle emperor and the lower emperor was quite large. Moreover, this was just the strong people who came to walk around casually.

The Zhanwang Academy has been strong from generation to generation, but generations of characters have also entered the academy and have continued their inheritance.

"Lin Feng." In the distance, among the crowd where the lower emperor was, Dan Tai and the big pest stood together and shouted at Lin Feng. Lin Feng accelerated his pace and flickered towards the other side.

"Lin Feng?" Passing by the martial arts show stage of the middle emperor, a group of figures stood there. The gaze of Lin Feng was cold, which made Lin Feng frown slightly, but he did not stop.

"Shang Jun, you are already looking for this person, he finally dared to appear." One of them whispered.

"Hide first, wait until the celebration appears again. At least in the academy, Shang Jun cannot kill him. If you appear less, you will naturally suffer less insults." Several people said calmly, looking at Lin Feng with a slight sympathy. It is said that this person has some background in the ancient capital of Wangtian. However, the man from Tianqi was fortunate to be valued by powerful people in the demon world.

However, this is not the ancient capital of Wangtian, but the holy city. The distance cannot relieve the near thirst. Shang Jun and Lin Feng are in the King of War College together. Lin Feng killed Shang Jun's younger brother. How could Shang Jun let him go?

Although Lin Feng heard them, he was not interested. He came to Dan Tai and others. At this moment, Dan Tai's body seemed to be more burly, like an iron tower, giving people a powerful pressure.

"Your head can continue to grow." Lin Feng smiled, causing Dan Tai to scratch his head honestly: "It's all caused by the medicine meridians. The continued power in my body slowly explodes. I hope it won't grow too scary at that time."

"It's already scary." Yun Qingyan curled her lips. She was indeed a little asymmetry when she stood in front of Dan Tai.

Dan Tai smiled awkwardly, then said, "Lin Feng, look at this King of War College, it's so lively. The ten-year celebration, everyone returns, and there are so many strong people. Unfortunately, I am not the protagonist. If I can also become a member of the King's Heavenly List in a few years, that would be wonderful."

"Sooner or later." Lin Feng pounded Dan Tai's arm, then asked Yun Qingyan, "Is today a celebration?"

"This is tomorrow." Yun Qingyan shook her head and said.

"Then let's go back and rest first." Lin Feng said, and then the group left here. Among the crowd behind them, Puyang and Leng Xia's eyes were cold and cold, revealing cold lights.
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