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Chapter 18 You are still not qualified

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    <script></script>? After the words fell, there was a soft pop. There was already an extra person in the courtyard. He was tall, wearing a green gown, and holding an iron sword in his palm.  An iron sword without a scabbard.  The iron sword was stained with rust, like an ancient sword that had been used for decades. It could be broken with a single blow.  The man in Tsing Yi walked in slowly. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The temperature in the hall suddenly dropped, and Ye Feng was targeted with murderous intent.  Not only is there murderous intent, there is also a hint of death.  Just like ghosts and gods, no one has seen it, and no one can tell clearly what the death energy is, but they just know that this is the death energy.  "Mysterious and mysterious, it's wonderful beyond words."  A lifeless sword is also a lifeless person. The person's face is indifferent and his eyes are not blind, but they give people an illusion of emptiness. They are a pair of eyes without any emotion, neither the desire for life nor the slightest sense of love.  The fear of death.  Lifeless eyes, lifeless swords, lifeless people!  Jing has no life.  "Looking at the vastness of the world, there are countless masters, but who else but Jing Wuming can have such eyes, wear such an iron sword, and exude such death energy?  Ye Feng chuckled softly and said: "Jing Wuming, I haven't seen you for decades, and it's really rare that you are still the same." Jing Wuming said: "If I weren't me, I would have lost to myself, so what?  Are you talking about challenging your Excellency? " This was said in a fog. Although there were many experts on the scene, not many could really understand it. A Fei counted one, Fu Hongxue counted one, Ye Kai counted half, and even the successor of Lu Xiaojia did not  It can only be counted as half.  Ah Fei understands it because he was that kind of person before; Fu Hongxue also understands it because he is that kind of person now.  Ye Kai doesn¡¯t understand because he is not this kind of person at all; Lu Xiaojia also doesn¡¯t explain, because he looks like this kind of person on the surface, but he is definitely not this kind of person in his heart.  As for Ma Kongqun, Xiao Bielie and others, they cannot say they understand or understand it, because they have not reached this state at all.  Only by being at your heart can you be at your best with the sword, can you integrate your swordsmanship with yourself, and can you practice your swordsmanship to the point of becoming spiritual. This is what Jing Wuming wants to express. Of course Ye Feng understands that he is not this ruthless.  A good person, but he has a commanding position.  He just understands.  Ye Feng nodded and said: "Unifying the heart and sword is not a bad idea." Jing Wuming's eyes gained a hint of color, and he suddenly sighed softly and said: "Ye Feng is indeed Ye Feng, you really understand.  "Ye Feng said: "Of course I understand, but you don't understand." Jing Wuming said: "What don't you understand?" "Ye Feng said: "If you want to use swordsmanship, this is not the only way."  Silent, after a while, he nodded and said: "Yes. Although I don't understand, I must admit that there is more than one way to push swordsmanship to the realm of immortals and Buddhas. For example, I don't understand your martial arts, but regardless of me  Whether you understand or not, your martial arts skills are there." Khan!  Ye Feng almost fell down, but the others did not get the point of this sentence and remained indifferent.  Jing Wuming said: "Decades ago, when you killed Long Xiaoyun, you said that my sword energy was damaged, my strength was not at its peak, and I was definitely no match for you. I have been looking for an opportunity to challenge you, and now I finally got this opportunity.  ¡± Lu Xiaojia turned his back to Jing Wuming and was still winking at Ye Feng.  That was to make Ye Feng show mercy.  Therefore, although he is Jing Wuming's successor, he will never understand Jing Wuming's sword, simply because he is not a person like Jing Wuming in his heart.  Ye Feng suddenly sat down and shook his head.  Jing Wuming said: "You are unwilling to accept the challenge? This sentence is wrong. It should be said that you are unwilling to fulfill the agreement made back then." Ye Feng said: "There must be a purpose in sword competition. Why are you competing with me?  ? You are not qualified yet." Why?  This is indeed a problem. For Jing Wuming, when he challenged Ye Feng before, it was for Shangguan Jinhong. Now that Shangguan Jinhong is no longer here, what is he doing for?  For the dead Shangguan Jinhong, or for nothing but to challenge?  Jing Wuming thought for a while and suddenly said: "Just because of you, you are not qualified yet!" "Okay." Ye Feng accepted decisively and said, "Let's draw the sword." Jing Wuming turned his palm and choked.  There was a soft whistle, and the rusty iron sword made a sharp and harsh trembling sound, which made people's eyes tremble.  The long sword pointed directly at Ye Feng and said: "This is my sword, where is your sword?" Ye Feng spread his hands and found nothing, but said: "The sword is here." Jing Wuming's pupils suddenly shrank,  word one?, and slowly said: "Everything is everywhere, so it is everywhere. It is indeed the first-class swordsmanship. If your swordsmanship is really like this, there is no need to compete in this battle. I have already lost." Ye Feng said: "Oh,  Then you can go back." Jing Wuming said: "Since I'm here, I don't plan to go back. No matter what, I still want to give it a try."  Fighting spirit!  If others encounter such a situation where they know that the opponent is powerful and they will definitely lose, the battle has not started yet and most of their fighting spirit has been lost. There is no need to fight this battle again. However, Jing Wuming is different. He has stronger fighting spirit and fights.  The meaning is more exciting!  Ye Feng's expression moved slightly. The strong fighting spirit and passionate fighting spirit gave him goosebumps all over his body.  Long time no see!  He often felt this way before, but as his cultivation level got higher and higher, this feeling became less and less. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? !  The iron sword suddenly trembled violently, like an iron tree blooming. The black rust on the iron sword suddenly peeled off. The iron sword was actually a smaller size. It was easy to think of a word: Phoenix Nirvana, rebirth from the ashes.  Although it is just a sword, these eight characters are extremely appropriate when used on this iron sword.  Jing Wuming turned into a black shadow, leaving a series of afterimages in the sky.  In an instant, the entire hall was filled with countless afterimages.     quick!  The speed was so incredibly fast that Ma Kongqun, Xiao Bielie and others took a deep breath and felt stunned.  To be precise, Ma Kongqun, Ah Fei and Jing Wuming are actually the same generation. However, when the two became legends, he was still just the master of Wanma Hall, and his cultivation level was even more different. The scene before him was like this.  It's ironclad evidence.  In an instant, the afterimage of Jing Wuming flashed across the entire hall. This swordsmanship was as good as Ye Kai's Xiao Li Flying Knife, leaving no trace and nowhere to fall.  Ye Feng was still sitting in his original position, looking as usual.  Choking!  !  He didn¡¯t have any weapons in his hands. He just put his index and middle fingers together and waved them diagonally, but he let out a rapid and sharp roar.  Three points of divine fingers.  A sudden movement of thought.  Bang!  clang!  clang!  clang!  clang!  Bang¡ª¡ª In an instant, Jing Wuming had struck out seventy-seven forty-nine swords, and Ye Feng had also blocked seventy-seven forty-nine times.  His fingers were his swords, and the two swords struck each other, making a crisp sound.  The shadow of the sword filled the void, and the momentum was overwhelming.  Ye Feng's fingering technique is simple and unpretentious, and his speed is surprisingly slow. At least even Ma Kongqun, Xiao Bielie and others can see it clearly and clearly.
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