Eternal Reverence Chapter 1203: Sword Qi lasts forever
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"Big brother, I heard them say, your sword skills are very good, can you teach me to practice sword? My mother said I am too young to practice sword."
Xicunkou, a group of children were playing. Seeing Li Fuchen's return, a three or four-year-old girl jumped up.
In the blink of an eye, Li Fuchen has been in Jianhe Village for two months and has met many villagers.
The little girl is Weiwei, the youngest daughter of villager Aniu. She is three and a half years old this year, and she is a median god.
Of course, it is also a middle god, the middle **** of the Xiaoqian God Realm can hang the middle **** of the Ziyun God Realm.
The middle **** of the Ziyun God Realm has a supernatural power without any actual combat experience, and it is even more impossible to create supernatural skills.
Not all middle-ranked gods are like the youngest son of Jianhe Village Deputy Chief Xisuo. He started practicing swords at the age of three, and created the lower-level magical skills at the age of seven, and created the middle-ranked magical skills at the age of ten. The undisputed number one genius in Jianhe Village.
The last time Li Fuchen was on the bank of Jianhe River and caused the phantom of Jianqi, it spread throughout Jianhe Village within a few days.
Many lower-level Lingshen villagers and non-villagers in Jianhe Village have challenged Li Fuchen.
The result is of course self-evident, these lower spirit gods, where could be Li Fuchen's opponents, and they don't even have the qualifications to make Li Fuchen take it seriously.
During this period, several middle-ranked spirit gods and Li Fuchen had discussed with each other, and the results remained the same.
At this point, Li Fuchen has achieved the title of the first lower spiritual **** in Jianhe Village.
"Do you want to practice sword?" Li Fuchen squeezed the opponent's face, sucked with his right hand, and a dead branch was sucked into his hand by him, "I look good."
Li Fuchen lifted the dead branch, and with one horizontal and one wave, a sword gas sprayed out, leaving a sword mark on the ground.
"When you can do this, I will teach you how to practice swords."
To inspire a supernatural sword aura, it is not too difficult for a middle-ranked god, even if the opponent is just a three-year-old child.
But it's not a simple matter to use dead branches to inspire magical sword energy.
After all, the dead branches are too fragile to the magical sword qi.
"Okay, it's a deal." Weiwei nodded solemnly.
For a long time, in the small courtyard of Aniu's house in Jianhe Village, Weiwei was using dead branches to inspire supernatural sword energy, and his determination made Aniu quite surprised.
Li Fuchen didn't treat Weiwei's affairs as the same thing. Most of his thoughts were on creating kendo spirit magic skills.
On the banks of the Jianhe River, the mist that sword gas has turned into, is impermanent, and the smell of timelessness is diffused.
"Are you Li Fuchen, the Sword God of Floating Dust?"
Li Fuchen's name has long been spread, and those who have good things, according to Li Fuchen's name, gave Li Fuchen a title-Fuchen Sword God.
A icy sword gas forced away the fog, and cut a deep trace on the ground on Li Fuchen's side, which spread out hundreds of meters long.
"What about it?" Li Fuchen raised his brows, and the cold light appeared in his eyes.
"Aohan Jian Shen Sheng Qianjue."
Sheng Qianjue held a crystal sword in his hand and said indifferently.
"It's Aohan Sword Shensheng Qianjue, I'm watching it now."
"How arrogant Sheng Qianjue is. As a true disciple of the Nanshan Sword Sect, there are few talents in kendo. This Floating Sword God, whose name is louder than Sheng Qianjue in recent days, must have caused the opponent to refuse to admit defeat. Psychological."
"Which is stronger and weaker, you won't know until you have fought, guess who is better."
"I guess it is Sheng Qianjue! After all, the opponent is a true disciple of the Nanshan Sword Sect, and he must have practiced a lot of Nanshan Sword Sect's unique skills."
"I think so, the foundation of a four-star sect is not so simple and can be surpassed."
Relatively speaking, everyone is more optimistic about Sheng Qianjue.
"If yes, take the sword."
Sheng Qianjue is very domineering. With a wave of the Crystal Sword, with a splash, the sword shines like rain, and it is cold to the bones.
As a true disciple of the Nanshan Sword Sect, Sheng Qianjue naturally has his confidence. As a lower spirit god, his kendo rules have reached the middle spirit **** realm, and his divine power index is as high as 100 million. He has created his own The next level of swordsmanship is ice rain.
It is not an exaggeration to say that within the Nanshan Sword Sect's sphere of influence, Sheng Qianjue has never seen a lower sword spirit spirit stronger than him.
The power of Jian Yu is very powerful. The sound of the sneer breaking through the sky is so powerful that everyone around them thinks that if they are replaced by them, even if three or five people join forces, they can’t resist the power of the sword. It’s inevitable. Will fail miserably, and even die miserably.
"Go back."
Li Fuchen waved his hand and understatement, all the sword rain that struck was turned back.
The weird scene is amazing.
If everyone hadn't seen it with their own eyes, did they think that Jian Yu was caused by Li Fuchen?
"What kind of kendo magic is this?" Sheng Qianjue frowned, and the crystal sword waved again, and a layer of sword screen resisted before the sword rain.
Unfortunately, he underestimated the power of Jian Yu.
Although he sent this sword rain, the power of the returned sword rain has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Puff puff...
The sword curtain was penetrated, and then, Sheng Qianjue's body was also penetrated.
Sheng Qianjue's divine power index was as high as 100 million, and it was exhausted in an instant, leaving only a trace.
This remnant is the result of Li Fuchen's mercy.
Otherwise, one hundred Shengqianjue would be exhausted and die at this moment.
As for Li Fuchen, only a little bit of Yuanji Slash was leaked, and he didn't use Yuanji Slash in any serious manner.
Sheng Qianjue was horrified and desperate, standing there, the crystal sword in his hand fell to the ground.
This battle hit him too much, too big for him to accept.
He thought he would fail.
After all, no one can be undefeated. He is only a true disciple of the four-star sect, not a true disciple of the six-star sect.
What's more, there are super sects above the six-star sect.
But he never thought that he was defeated so badly.
One sword, he couldn't even survive a sword. With a supernatural power index of 100 million, only a trace was annihilated by this sword.
This can no longer be described as miserable.
This is a unilateral crush, without a trace of suspense.
"It's too strong, the sword **** Aohan can't even stop a sword, will I be dazzled."
"This is no longer an order of magnitude. Have you noticed that the Floating Dust Sword God didn't even draw his sword, just a wave of his hand."
"The same is the lower spirit god, why is the gap so big?"
"No wonder it is said that the realm is one inch higher, and the strength is boundless."
Everyone took a breath of air-conditioning one by one, and looked at Li Fuchen's eyes as if they were looking at a monster.
"It's so mediocre, even Sikong's star is far behind."
Without paying attention to the eyes of the crowd and the desperate Sheng Qianjue, Li Fuchen sat down cross-legged and continued to comprehend the new sword intent.
"Today's shame, I have remembered Sheng Qianjue. One day, I will defeat you with my own hands." After all, Sheng Qianjue is a true disciple of the four-star sect. He picked up the crystal sword that fell on the ground. Sheng Qianjue turned and left without looking back.
Li Fuchen seemed unheard of.
After one sword defeated Aohanjian Shensheng Qianjue, Li Fuchen's name became even bigger, with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, Li Fuchen's title as the first inferior swordsman spirit god, almost no one knows. .
"Brother, I can inspire supernatural sword energy."
On this day, at the entrance of the village, Weiwei looked forward to it, waiting for Li Fuchen's return.
Finally, Li Fuchen returned, and Weiwei greeted her with excitement.
"Really? Let me see." Li Fuchen was a little surprised.
Li Fuchen is not too surprised that a three-and-a-half-year-old child can use dead branches to inspire magical sword energy. After all, this is the Ziyun God Realm.
But Li Fuchen was more surprised if a little girl from the sacred village could do this. This shows that the other party really loves kendo and has a kendo will that ordinary people don't have.
"Brother, look."
Weiwei lifted the dead branch that she had held in her hand, and waved it horizontally.
Shit!
A sword aura was aroused, and it looked a bit different.
"Well, yes, starting from today, I will go to your home to teach you swordsmanship, but I don't have much time. I may only teach you a few days a month."
Li Fuchen said to Weiwei.
For Li Fuchen to teach his little daughter to practice swordsmanship, Aniu naturally raised his hands in favor.
He is A Niu, just an ordinary high-level **** in Jianhe Village, and if no accidents happen, he will never become a lower-level true **** in this life.
So he doesn't want his children to be the same as himself, only upper gods all his life, and only ordinary villagers in Jianhe Village for the rest of his life.
Now his little daughter Weiwei's opportunity has come.
Who is Li Fuchen? The opponent is the first lower sword spirit **** in Jianhe Village. It is said that he has now risen to the first lower sword spirit **** in a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.
There is such a person teaching that becoming a true **** is just around the corner.
The small yard of Aniu's house.
"Remember, kendo is most afraid of unstable foundations. In the next days, teach me the basic swordsmanship. Practice every move 10,000 times. I will come over to check the progress at any time." I taught Weiwei a set. After the basic swordsmanship, Li Fuchen left.
"Basic swordsmanship, practice 10,000 times?" On the side, Aniu who was doing housework was a little puzzled. The basic swordsmanship is the lower god-level swordsmanship. No matter how good the basic swordsmanship is, what's the use, like He usually doesn’t bother to look at this kind of basic swordsmanship, but he has several middle-level god-level swordsmanship and upper-level god-level swordsmanship. Fa, not recognized by the rules of the gods, and the magic skills of kendo, but recognized by the rules of the gods, are really good things.
"Perhaps he is just testing Weiwei!"
A Niu is not qualified to judge Li Fuchen.
He is just an ordinary high-level **** who created a lower-level magical skill. He has no qualifications to judge a lower-level spiritual god, let alone judge.
"No matter how powerful the magic of kendo is, it is also derived from the deduction of swordsmanship. Without the support of swordsmanship, the magic of kendo is rootless duckweed."
On the village road in Jianhe Village, Li Fuchen knew better than anyone else that the magical skills of kendo seemed to have only one move, but in fact, when it was separated, it was countless swordsmanship.
The essence of countless swordsmanship is gathered together to form the magical skill of kendo.
Time is flowing like the water of Jianhe River, unknowingly, Li Fuchen has been in Jianhe Village for more than three months.
This day.
The river.
Wow!
Li Fuchen's body suddenly dispersed, turned into countless sword auras, and then gathered together in an instant.
"After more than two months, I finally created the third high-ranking kendo spiritual skill."
Li Fuchen's eyes converged.
This kendo spirit skill is a **** body and spirit skill.
Divine body magic skills are very rare. In terms of creation difficulty and effect, they are almost second only to domain magic skills.
"Let's call the sword aura forever!"
Li Fuchen gave this sacred body and spirit magical skill, named Jian Qi forever.
With sword energy forever, even if the enemy's strength is ten times stronger than him, it is impossible to annihilate all his kendo powers at once.
Because his divine body can gather and disperse at this time, and it is fickle. The enemy seems to be a fatal blow. Once his divine body disperses into countless sword auras, it may only annihilate part of the sword aura, and it will not hurt at all. His roots.
And he can do it at any time, plundering the essence of all things in the world, turning it into sword energy to replenish himself.