"If the Flowing Wind Sword is so easy to catch, then what is it called the Flowing Wind Sword?"
Seeing Shi Sanyi's behavior, Dashan laughed.
The Flowing Wind Sword is spiritual, and when Shi Sanyi reached out and grabbed the Flowing Wind Sword, the Flowing Wind Sword moved at the fastest speed.
It was like a gust of wind, blowing gently, but Shi Sanyi's hands didn't touch the Flowing Wind Sword at all.
"Hmm" The Flowing Wind Sword appeared in the other direction, and Shi Sanyi did not stop at all, and chased after it again.
It's a pity that the Flowing Wind Sword turned into a light wind again and disappeared in front of Shi Sanyi.
Obviously, the Flowing Wind Sword didn't want to be caught by Shi Sanyi, and the movement speed of the Flowing Wind Sword was not slow compared to Shi Sanyi.
"And such a sword" Shi Sanyi seemed to not believe in evil, and flew towards the Flowing Wind Sword again.
This time, Shi Sanyi even displayed a grasping palm technique, and the heavy palm shadow shrouded the Flowing Wind Sword.
He is also a mid-stage martial artist in the Star Realm, if he can't even grasp a sword, wouldn't it be a little embarrassing "I don't believe I can't catch you" In Shi Sanyi's opinion, there is absolutely no escape from this obscene wind sword.
Each palm shadow is the evolution of the origin of gold, it is not illusory, and there is no problem at all in holding the Flowing Wind Sword.
It's a pity that he still underestimated the Flowing Wind Sword, this superb sword weapon with spirituality, which is not so easy to grasp.
"How can this be" The next scene made Shi Sanyi's eyes widen, and even Ling Dao and Li Bingyan were a little surprised.
The Flowing Wind Sword really turned into a gust of wind this time and floated out of the shadows of the palms.
If it was a sword, it would be impossible to escape from these palm shadows, but a gust of wind would be different.
"It's worthy of being the best sword, no matter what, I want to get the Flowing Wind Sword" Li Bingyan's eyes had a strong color of greed, and he looked at the depths of Ling Dao and Shi Sanyi's eyes, which already contained murderous intent.
Now that he had disguised himself as seriously injured, Ling Dao and Shi Sanyi had no defense against him.
"You two should try it too" Dashan said with a smile, Ling Dao, Li Bingyan and Shi Sanyi were surprised by the strangeness of the Flowing Wind Sword, he had long been accustomed to it.
If the Flowing Wind Sword was so easy to be caught by Shi Sanyi, then it would be impossible for the Flowing Wind Sword to stay here forever.
Over the years, the Flowing Wind Monument has been opened more than once, but unfortunately no one has ever been able to take the Flowing Wind Sword.
Even if it's the Thirteen Styles of the Flowing Wind, no one can comprehend it.
If those people had been given enough time, I'm afraid that the Thirteen Styles of Flowing Wind would have been taken away long ago.
Fortunately, Dashan has his own thoughts, and he only gives a certain amount of time.
If it takes longer than he expected, he will drive those warriors away.
Of course, the other swordsmanship of the Flowing Wind Sword King was comprehended by someone.
Later, these people came here, but unfortunately they used many methods, but they couldn't take the Flowing Wind Sword away.
There is a big mountain, and they can't use it, if they destroy this place, I'm afraid the big mountain won't let them go.
"Good" Li Bingyan walked slowly towards the Flowing Wind Sword, and then reached out and grabbed it.
He had to pretend to be seriously injured now, so naturally he couldn't show his desire for the Flowing Wind Sword.
With such a move, it was naturally impossible for him to catch the Flowing Wind Sword, and he couldn't even touch the shadow of the Flowing Wind Sword.
"Flowing Wind Thirteen Styles, Flowing Wind Sword King, Flowing Wind Sword, if you want to take away the Flowing Wind Sword, I'm afraid you have to rely on the Flowing Wind Thirteen Styles" The martial artists who have been here must have the Star Realm, and if they can't take the Flowing Wind Sword, it means that it is useless to rely on brute force.
Ling Dao felt that his advantage was in the Thirteenth Style of the Flowing Wind, so he did not rush to make a move, but took out the ancient book and looked at it.
In Ling Dao's eyes, two long swords appeared, and they automatically swung them.
Li Bingyan and Shi Sanyi were both thinking about how to get the Flowing Wind Sword, but only Dashan looked at Ling Dao.
Because Ling Dao had not taken action until now, it naturally aroused Dashan's curiosity.
"No wonder, no wonder his comprehension is so high, he has such a pair of eyes, but unfortunately it hasn't been fully developed, otherwise he will definitely comprehend swordsmanship faster" In ancient times, it was said that there was a supreme sword cultivator, who was able to cultivate a third eye, called the true eye of the sword.
Using the true eye of the kendo to practice swordsmanship, it is incredibly fast, basically equivalent to getting your hands on it, and using it a few more times is just to be more proficient.
But even if it is a true eye of the sword, it can't be compared to Ling Dao's eyes.
From ancient times to the present, the mountains have never seen such eyes.
He had seen such an account in an ancient book, so he was only guessing, not completely sure.
Even Ling Dao himself didn't discover the special features of his eyes.
He only knew that although he was a kendo genius in his previous life, the speed of cultivating swordsmanship was not as perverted as it is now.
With the improvement of his realm, the speed at which he learned swordsmanship became faster and faster.
"Zheng Zheng" At this moment, the Flowing Wind Sword let out a crisp sword roar, and then flew in the direction where Ling Dao was.
It's just that Ling Dao's eyes were still staring at the sword spectrum, and he didn't look at the Flowing Wind Sword.
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In his eyes, the long sword moved faster and faster, and Dashan could see that those two long swords were performing the Thirteen Styles of Flowing Wind.
"What's going on" Li Bingyan and Shi Sanyi felt that they were about to vomit blood, they were busy for a long time, and they didn't touch the Flowing Wind Sword at all.
Ling Dao just stood in place, but the Flowing Wind Sword rushed towards Ling Dao.
Could it be that the convection wind sword is good, the flowing wind sword will ignore it, ignore it, and it will be vigorous The Flowing Wind Sword did not touch Ling Dao, but only circled around Ling Dao.
The Flowing Wind Sword was like a child, wanting to approach Ling Dao, but he was a little scared.
In such a situation, Shi Sanyi and Li Bingyan were envious, jealous and hateful.
"It seems that the Flowing Wind Sword is also going to choose him, but fortunately, I was ready to kill both of them a long time ago."
Li Bingyan thought viciously that even the Flowing Wind Sword chose Ling Dao, which naturally made him secretly angry.
He really didn't understand why Ling Dao was so lucky, he was able to get the appreciation of the mountains and the favor of the Flowing Wind Sword.
"I see" After comprehending the thirteen styles of the flowing wind, Ling Dao put away the ancient books.
It was only at this time that he saw the Flowing Wind Sword fluttering around him.
When he looked at the Flowing Wind Sword, the Flowing Wind Sword trembled visibly, and then retreated farther away.
"Wind, formless, colorless, tasteless, shadowless" Ling Dao said slowly, and then used the origin of the sword to condense it into a long sword, and here he performed the Thirteen Styles of Flowing Wind.
In the previous battle, although Ling Dao also used the Thirteen Styles of Flowing Wind, compared to the current one, it was much worse.
He performed the Thirteen Styles of the Flowing Wind over and over again, and the Flowing Wind Sword slowly relaxed.
Later, the Flowing Wind Sword moved on its own, exactly the same as the movement of the long sword in Ling Dao's hand.
"The Flowing Wind Sword is performing the Thirteen Styles of the Flowing Wind by itself" "Even if it's the best sword, it's not so powerful."
Li Bingyan and Shi Sanyi were both dumbfounded, they had seen a sword with spirituality, but they had never seen a long sword that could perform swordsmanship on their own.
If they held the Flowing Wind Sword in their hands, wouldn't it mean that they would also be able to Flowing Wind Thirteen Styles "The Flowing Wind Sword was not forged by the master, but obtained by the master by chance.
Even the master couldn't exert the full power of the Flowing Wind Sword.
It's a pity that after so many years, the Flowing Wind Sword has been damaged, and it has fallen to the level of the best sword weapon."
Dashan explained beside him that with his current strength, he couldn't create a divine sword like the Flowing Wind Sword.
At the beginning, the strength of the Flowing Wind Sword King was not as good as his, so it was naturally impossible to forge such a spiritual divine sword.
Hearing him say this, Li Bingyan and Shi Sanyi were relieved.
"If that's the case, wouldn't it mean that you can sell a lot of spirit stones?"
Originally, Dashan was still proud, but after hearing Shi Sanyi's muttering, he almost fell to the ground.
If it weren't for his identity, Dashan would probably be scolding the street.
With such a spiritual divine sword, Shi Sanyi was actually thinking about selling spirit stones Even Li Bingyan couldn't help but roll his eyes, he had seen someone who was greedy for money, but he had never seen someone so greedy for money.
Such a divine sword, taking it to sell spirit stones, is simply a tyrannical thing.
Fortunately, these are not important, anyway, the Flowing Wind Sword is ultimately his.
"Let's work together" Ling Dao said with a smile, and then grabbed the hilt of the Flowing Wind Sword.
Originally, the Flowing Wind Sword was very close to him, but now that he suddenly made a move, the Flowing Wind Sword naturally did not escape from his palm.
When he held the Flowing Wind Sword in his hand, he could clearly feel the struggle of the Flowing Wind Sword.
Fortunately, the struggle of the Flowing Wind Sword became smaller and smaller, especially after Ling Dao took the Flowing Wind Sword and performed the Thirteen Styles of the Flowing Wind, the Flowing Wind Sword had slowly calmed down.
Shi Sanyi wasted a lot of energy, but he didn't touch the Flowing Wind Sword, and Ling Dao got it so easily.
"Alas, my spirit stone" Shi Sanyi let out a long sigh, if he got the Flowing Wind Sword, it meant that he could get a lot of high-grade spirit stones.
The sword of the Ancient Sword King, just such a name, is very valuable as a spirit stone, not to mention that the Flowing Wind Sword has such spirituality.
"It seems that the Flowing Wind Sword chose you" The Flowing Wind Sword is performing the Thirteenth Style of the Flowing Wind, and so is Ling Dao, and he doesn't know whether it is a person with a sword, or a sword with a person performing swordsmanship.
Anyway, Ling Dao's Thirteen Flowing Wind Styles have become more and more mature, and the power that can be exerted is also extremely impressive.
"It's time" A cold light flashed in Li Bingyan's eyes, and then he walked towards the place where Ling Dao was.
This is not the Sword Pavilion, Ling Dao's strength must have been greatly reduced, not to mention that Ling Dao's shoulder has been pierced, it would be good to be able to exert seventy percent of his combat power.
"Flowing Wind Sword, those who are destined to get it, congratulations" As he spoke, Li Bingyan's right hand had already tightly grasped his long sword.
He had a smile on his face, as if he was really congratulating Ling Dao.
Even Shi Sanyi, who was standing next to him, didn't notice Li Bingyan's small movements at all.
"Nine Nether Swords" Just as Ling Dao was about to respond, Li Bingyan suddenly burst out with all his strength, and he still used the Nine Nether Sword.
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