More than ten breaths passed, and when they saw the zombie lying on the ground still motionless, the spectators in the wine shop finally understood what was going on.

"Taixu, dead?"

The Cheng family's tone is too high, the steps are too big, and the momentum is too vain and exaggerated.

After Xiao Wanfengyun Danfeng struck a sword lightly...

Taixu fell.

Too weak to get up.

Is this too dramatic? The Cheng family has become a clown?

"No, it's impossible..."

Cheng Xie's face turned green and white, with disbelief written all over his face.

He knows the Heart Sword Technique, the Hidden Sword Technique, and he has some knowledge of the Emotional Sword Technique, but combined with all of them, even he can't create such a swordsmanship effect.

"Heart Lake?"

"Is this ancient swordsmanship? Where is this ancient swordsmanship!"

The effect of the Heart Lake is almost no less than that of Prajna Nothingness, and it is also essentially different from Prajna Nothingness.

It only passes through the use of the Heart Sword Technique, and is supplemented by the first level of most other major sword techniques.

But the fusion of the first realm can also create the lethality of the second realm?

"Are you surprised?"

Sheathing her sword and standing in awe, Xiao Wanfeng felt it was natural.

Over the years, he has understood, questioned, overturned and reshaped the nine major sword arts. When he did not draw his sword, it could only be said to be just talk on paper.

After gaining Xuan Cang's approval, Xiao Wanfeng became confident:

There is no wrong path, as long as the destination is clear, the process only depends on how people choose, how they go, and whether they persist.

He fixedly looked at Cheng Xie, looking at the ancient sword cultivators who were following the rules like Cheng Xie, took a deep breath, and explained his own way in front of outsiders for the first time:

"You practice the way of living beings, and I practice the way of evening wind. I am alone and not the same as others."

Buzz——

The divine sword Xuan Cang chanted for a long time, shaking continuously.

It seemed that only this moment, this moment, he and Xiao Wanfeng became one, which was also the fundamental reason why it chose Xiao Wanfeng instead of Rao Yaoyao.

"I am alone and not the same as others..."

Cheng Xie's eyes averted and he stepped back again and again, causing an uproar in his mood.

Xiao Wanfeng's sword slashed away all his knowledge of his lifelong career as an ancient swordsman. Those words made him doubt whether his path was correct.

When everyone is chasing the Eighteen Swordsmanship and "skills", this kid started directly from "Daogen"?

Is this right?

But this isn’t even a shortcut!

The path he took was clearly the most difficult one!

"So he can be recognized by Xuan Cang..."

Gu Qing'er clicked his tongue in amazement and looked at his senior brother, "And we are all Rao Yao Yao."

Rao Yaoyao is not synonymous with being weak.

It's just that ancient sword cultivators all over the world are following the path marked out by the Sword God, and are following the steps step by step, and the Sword Tomb is no exception.

"What about Xiao Wanfeng, who is the originator of this way?" Gu Qing has a good talent for three days and has never heard of this inhuman way of cultivation.

This is no different from just being born. Others are still practicing talking and climbing. Xiao Wanfeng whines and has already begun to practice taking off.

Taking off was so difficult that for seventeen years, he seemed unable to even speak or climb.

But when the day came to fly, it really became a blockbuster!

Gu Qing frowned and thought. He felt that he had heard of this method of sword cultivation somewhere. He quickly remembered it and shook his head at his third junior brother:

"You should have heard of a saying..."

"What?"

"The road built by the ancient sword has been destroyed long ago."

"Elder brother, what do you mean..."

Gu Qing's second, third, and fourth all turned around. Even Lu Shi and the spectators in the surrounding wine shop couldn't help but look sideways at the knowledgeable and knowledgeable Senior Brother of the Sword Burial Tomb.

Gu Qing said: "There is no record in the book, but I vaguely remember that Master said that some people have actually tried this weird way of cultivation."

Xiao Wanfeng stiffened and turned around.

Am I not number one?

Everyone thought for a moment, and soon someone in the crowd exclaimed:

"Eight Masters?"

Xiao Wanfeng's heart skipped a beat.

He has always kept his own sword-practicing methods secret, and even when Lingyushan asked the Eight Masters for advice, he only made circumstantial remarks.

He is very confident!

Ba Zun is well versed in relying on experience, but he has always been able to answer questions fluently. Now it seems that maybe that experience does not come from his many years of practicing swordsmanship, but from...

Gu Qing nodded: "Yes, the Eighth Sword Immortal."

It really comes from, he has also practiced?!

Xiao Wanfeng's body swayed, but he quickly regained consciousness. It didn't matter if he had practiced it before. He was not as proficient as me, and he was not as profound as me.

Gu Qingyi did not disappoint: "But Master said that the Eighth Sword Immortal has only scratched the surface."

Xiao Wanfeng took a long breath, it was better.

Gu Qing said again and again: "He tried it and found that the method was different and the result was the same, and the difficulty level was not much different. Since he had made achievements in other methods, there was no need to start from scratch."

?

Listening to this, Xiao Wanfeng sweated on his forehead.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that nothing came out.

Cheng Xie looked away in surprise: "How much is the difficulty level?"

Even if he observed Xiao Wanfeng's sword ten more times, he still couldn't fully understand it. Once the basics are clearly understood, they become obscure and difficult to understand.

How is this method the same as the general public’s way of practicing swordsmanship?

Gu Qing looked at it:

"He is the Eight Masters."

There was silence for a moment near the wine shop.

Yes, he is the Eighth Master and the Eighth Sword Immortal.

Not to mention those in the past and those who have fallen, all swordsmen in this world have to face a high mountain, and that is the Eighth Sword Immortal.

He can do everything you know.

Even if you can't, he can.

When you consciously find a new path and are excited about it, eager to try it, others may think it is similar and dispensable.

This is the past thirty years.

From now on, anyone who practices swordsmanship will have to face two high mountains, the Eighth Sword Immortal and Master Shou!

Xiao Wanfeng took a deep breath and smiled in relief.

Just follow your own path. There are so many talented and beautiful people in the world. How can you let other people's opinions, views, and words influence your own will?

"Young man, the Eight Masters are familiar with..."

The people around the wine shop, even the semi-saints, looked at Xiao Wanfeng in a different way, becoming extremely intense.

To say that he is a young boy is a bit exaggerated.

After all, he is only walking one of the paths that the eight masters have walked.

However, he possesses the talent of swordsmanship that Bazun is familiar with and directly cultivates the "Tao Root". Looking at the five realms, this kind of talent is feared to be matched by no one except Baxu.

"I……"

Cheng Xie looked at the two Taixu corpses on the ground, then glanced at Xiao Wanfeng, the young man holding Xuan Cang, with his eyes averted.

The dividing line on the ground suddenly became so heavy!

It stands to reason that when things have developed to this point, two Taixu members of the Cheng family have fallen, and it is already a no-death situation.
To be continued...