Although it was covered by a veil, Tang Jinlou could still vaguely see Dongfang Bubai's smiling expression at this moment.

Ren Woxing moved twice, gradually stopped, and seemed to have calmed down. At this moment, Dongfang Bubai called out again: "Ren Woxing."

Ren Woxing, who was lying in the room, suddenly opened his eyes. Although Tang Jinlou had not seen him personally, Ren Woxing's breath changed very clearly and he had clearly woken up. Fortunately, the acupoints on his body were not untied, and he could not move at all and could not hear the sound.

However, Dongfang Bubai woke him up from the air without any sound when Ren Woxing could not hear any sound. Such magical internal power was simply incredible. Although Tang Jinlou faintly touched this threshold, he had not truly reached this level after all, and he was shocked and shocked.

He remembered the last move of Dugu Nine Swords, which was able to break the best internal power. He had always thought that this move should be a magical skill like Ren Woxing's Star-Absorbing** that hurt people with internal power. But today he finally realized that the breaking of Qi-Absorbing Style clearly refers to the peerless magical skill of a person like Dongfang Bubai. Such an opponent has already made the key ways of Tianren. He can't defeat him by relying solely on the tricks. Compared with Dongfang Bubai's peerless martial arts, what is Ren Woxing's internal power of Star-Absorbing**?

Thinking of this, he finally had a vague sense of the deqi-style mantra "It is clear to the spirit and one mind". He raised his head and looked at Dongfang Bubai, who stood proudly on the wall, and a trace of fear arose in his heart.

At this time, he suddenly realized how arrogant he was to dare to accept Fang Zheng’s invitation. Although he was extremely afraid of Dongfang Bubai’s martial arts, deep in his heart, he was not as conceited as himself? Perhaps deep in his heart, he always felt that with his joining forces with Linghu Chong, he might not be able to win Dongfang Bubai.

But now he knows that he can't win.

He had to understand this point, such as Fang Zheng, Taoist Master Chongxu, Yue Buqun, Mr. Mo Da, and Master Dingyi. Even if the five people had already suffered a great loss in Dongfang Bubai's hands, Tang Jinlou could understand this point because he had begun to touch the supreme realm, and Dongfang Bubai himself personally showed him the incredible realm of this realm.

Because he went the farthest in martial arts, Tang Jinlou was most afraid at this moment. He now knew clearly that only by understanding the key path of the transformation of heaven and man could he have a chance to win him. If there is really any martial arts in the world that can surpass him, Tang Jinlou believed that only one sword with a broken Qi style was the only one.

"The gods understand it. It depends on one mind." It is said clearly. Understanding this sword force is the unity of the heart and sword. This is the real sword without swords is better than swords! It's ridiculous a day ago, when he used his fists to make a sword, he was still complacent, thinking that he had already understood the key points of swordsmanship. It was really ignorant and sad.

Thinking of this, a look of sadness and fear appeared in his eyes. He was shocked and realized that his mind had been in chaos all night and was no longer in his best condition at this time. As soon as he understood this situation, Tang Jinlou couldn't help but feel even more sank. He could not win with all his strength. Now that his sword intent is frustrated, wouldn't it be even worse?

His mind was confused, and all kinds of thoughts emerged, and his whole mind began to be uncontrollable. The originally quiet and unwavering heart lake seemed to be thrown into stones one after another, and waves began to inevitably arise. Tang Jinlou quickly realized this situation, and he held his breath and calmed down. Unfortunately, as soon as he saw Dongfang Bubai, the mountain of thought that could not win would be overwhelmed by the mountains of thoughts, making it difficult for him to calm down.

This heavy pressure made him unable to move forward and backward. If he had asked him to take action at this time, his posture of drawing the sword would probably be distorted. Tang Jinlou realized that his sword intent had been intimidated by Dongfang Bubai's supreme internal strength and could hardly be used.

At this moment, Linghu Chong, who was standing under the tree, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were sharp, like a sharp and revealing magical sword. He glanced at Tang Jinlou. The intention of sword drawing in his eyes was so clear and clear, like the first purple light shining, unstoppable. Tang Jinlou had his help, and the Haoran sword intent in his heart finally unfolded, and in an instant, it dispelled the haze of anxiety. At this moment, the so-called fear that could not be defeated was melted like ice and snow, leaving no trace.

Tang Jinlou sighed, looked up at Dongfang Bubai, and said, "I just had a little insight. The sword heart was slightly loose, and the sword intent was completely suppressed by the senior's internal strength, and even the desire to fight could not rise. I admire this kind of magical skill very much." His eyes were warm and his sharpness was restrained, but he was full of energy. Obviously, he had already adjusted his mind to the best state.

Dongfang Bubai sighed, looked at Linghu Chong, and said, "I thought it was a young man who pretended to be a stance and wanted to learn the style of a swordsman in books, but I didn't expect that he was also a true master with the true meaning of swordsmanship. With this move just now, you are also qualified to draw a sword at me."

Linghu Chong looked up, and the desire for war in his eyes was unstoppable. He said frankly: "Okay, I'll ask for advice." Before he finished speaking, he snorted and floated onto the wall and stabbed Dongfang Bubai. Dongfang Bubai snorted and laughed. When the red shadow flashed, he actually came down from the wall and arrived in the courtyard in an instant, and came to Tang Jinlou.

Tang Jinlou remained calm in the face of danger, took a deep breath, put aside any thoughts, stared at the unseen red shadow, and stabbed a sword in a flat manner.

This sword is different from any sword that Tang Jinlou has learned from Dugu Nine Swords. He has always used Dugu Nine Swords Final Style as the program. When facing the enemy, he naturally used various Huashan sword techniques. Under the guidance of Dugu Nine Swords, Huashan sword techniques have always been invincible, and the subtle and mysterious aspects are fully presented.

But when he met Dongfang Bubai today, he had to give up any exquisiteness in his swordsmanship. It was meaningless to Dongfang Bubai for dealing with such an opponent. Tang Jinlou could only stare at the flaws he exposed, and stabbed out the sword with the fastest speed without any traps, without any exquisite tricks, and the simplest but purest sword.

The so-called magic sword has no edge, and great tricks are not skilled.

The sword seemed ordinary, but Dongfang Bubai's face changed. He couldn't help but praise: "Good sword!" He raised his right hand, and a light and thin needle blocked the sword, and then pushed the sword away. Then he was about to stab Tang Jinlou's Yintang. Tang Jinlou seemed to be unaware of the danger of his key acupoints, and the sword shook and slashed towards Dongfang Bubai's neck. This sword was not good. Tang Jinlou's chest and abdomen were wide open at this time, and the cutting itself was powerless, and it even fluttered and lost the sense of using the sword.
Chapter completed!