Holding Chaos to Suppress the Heavens

The so-called sword-fighting realm of unity between man and sword can be explained in simple terms:

The sword is me, but I am more than the sword.

That was the correct understanding just now. The simple state of unity between man and sword is that the sword is me and I am the sword.

Anyone who has such a superficial idea does not have enough understanding of his sword.

The swordsman who has the first idea is at the highest level in terms of the state of unity between man and sword.

Taking Hua Ling as an example, her perception is - the sword is me, I am the sword spirit.

This kind of perception of hers made her state of unity between man and sword extremely agile, and her sword-drawing style was mainly based on speed.

And Hua Ling discovered that Feng Yu’s perception was.

The sword is me, and I am the sword master.

Those who have this idea and put it into practice can even achieve a state of unity with swordsmanship that can influence the swords of all sword users.

Turning his eyes to Hua Lian, the sword on her waist was shaking slightly, as if she was extremely yearning for the aura of the Zi Yao Sword, but also quite afraid of it.

This is the horror of the king's will.

What a perverted will it is to be able to make an enemy afraid before they even start fighting.

Guiding the Purple Sword, Feng Yu slowly walked out of the Storm Sword Formation.

To reach the state of unity between man and sword in such a short time is the result of long-term accumulation. As he possesses the Chaos Sword Seed, his swordsmanship realm is improving all the time. Once he practices hard, his swordsmanship realm will grow by leaps and bounds.

It is enough for him to cultivate to the realm of unity between man and sword now. The boiling period of Chaos Sword Seed has passed. Just wait for the next opportunity.

The Zi Yao sword slowly returned to its sheath, and the sword on Hua Lian's waist also returned to calm.

"Thank you, Elder Hua, for activating the Storm Sword Formation for me. It has helped me make progress." Feng Yu said respectfully.

"Improvement? You are making progress?"

Hua Ling widened his eyes, came to Feng Yu and poked his head hard.

Even she was extremely eager to see Feng Yu's kingly will. The hateful thing was that Feng Yu actually said that he had only made some progress.

Hua Ling was almost feeling unbalanced.

If anyone were to tell others that there was a sixteen-year-old swordsman at the stage of unity between man and sword, it would probably shock the sword-cultivating world, right?

"Elder Hua, please stop mocking me." Feng Yu begged for mercy quickly.

Hua Ling continued to tease Feng Yu for a while, and Feng Yu said he couldn't stand it anymore. Then he hurriedly took his leave and hurriedly walked out of Hua Ling Pavilion.

After Feng Yu left, Hua Ling withdrew his sarcastic attitude and looked at the silent Hua Lian.

"Don't think about Feng Yu anymore. I know you are born strong, but if you can't compare, you can't compare. You don't have to belittle yourself."

"Even if I were his teacher, I'm afraid I would be surpassed by him in a few years. His talent is not on the same level as ours."

"Also, the incident in the Fireworks Land must be fake. A swordsman with the will of a king would not do such a thing as wantonly toying with an Oiran. In the final analysis, your cultivation and character are not good enough."

Hua Ling slowly left, leaving Hua Lian alone, not knowing what she was thinking.

Feng Yu naturally didn't know all this, as he was about to return to his own courtyard.

But when he was about to return to his courtyard, a burning smell kept coming, which made Feng Yu stunned.

With a step of his feet, Feng Yu quickly performed the Dragon Footwork and rushed to his own courtyard.

What I saw was a burning courtyard.

That was Feng Yu’s courtyard!

In front of Fengyu Courtyard, Shi Wujin and his Shimen disciples stood there, smiling extremely sinisterly.

"Shi Wujin, you are looking for death."

A crescent moon shot up into the sky, carrying a strong murderous intent, and headed towards Shi Wujing's group of people.

Shi Wujin and his men, who were feeling very proud, saw Feng Yu coming and quickly prepared for battle.

"Feng Yu, you are finally back."

Shi Wujin saw Feng Yu and blocked Feng Yu's attack with his hand, full of hatred.

Just an hour ago, his younger brother came to report to him that Feng Yu had gone to Hualing Pavilion and entered the Storm Sword Formation.

The news made him furious.

You know, he is the only Lingyong Realm expert in the outer sect. Although he could have entered the inner sect long ago, he hesitated to do so because he felt that his strength was not enough.

He is already twenty years old this year. If he does not enter the inner gate, he will be expelled from the Jinhong Sect.

But now, Feng Yu actually used his only chance to grow quickly, causing him to completely lose his mind.

If he had known this, he would have snatched Feng Yu's place forcefully. What a strong man, what a demeanor, anyone who offends me must die.

Feng Yu did not answer. He was also furious at this moment and made eye contact with Shi Wujin.

groan.

Two long swords were unsheathed, and the two men instantly turned into a shadow and collided directly with each other.

A large number of sparks flew up, and all the ground within a fifty-meter radius around the two of them was crushed to pieces by the heavy pressure filled with sword energy, shocking everyone.

Can this level of fighting really be seen in the outer gate?

The two exchanged dozens of moves, causing a huge commotion, which even attracted many outer sect disciples.

"It's Feng Yu. He and Shi Wujin are fighting evenly. Am I dazzled?"

"This is outrageous. Although Shi Wujin is not as strong as those warriors in the Lingyong realm of the inner sect, he is still a warrior in the Lingyong realm. Does Feng Yu have three heads and six arms? He is so powerful."

The two were fighting. Shi Wujin heard the disciples around him praising Feng Yu and became even angrier. He pushed Feng Yu back with a single sword strike.

"Feng Yu, do you dare to step onto the life and death stage with me and fight to the death?"

Shi Wujin said angrily that today he would use Feng Yu's blood to wash away the dignity he lost in the outer sect.

"You will definitely die today." Feng Yu said fiercely, sheathing the Purple Sword.

The two of them rushed towards the life and death stage together.

The Life and Death Stage is a stage set up by the Jinhong Sect for those disciples who must fight to the death. On the Life and Death Stage, the sect will not interfere with what the disciples do.

The news that the two were going to fight to the death spread like wildfire. As soon as Feng Yu and the other man stepped onto the stage, many spectators gathered around.

Many disciples came to witness who would live and who would die between Feng Yu and Shi Wujin.

One is the long-established strongest outer sect warrior, Shi Wujing, who is at the first level of the Lingyong Realm.

One is Feng Yu, a sixteen-year-old genius who showed his talent when he first entered the sect.

We will find out who is better between the two in the future.

Seeing so many people coming, Shi Wujin obviously enjoyed this feeling. He smiled sinisterly: "See? So many outer disciples are here to witness me slaughtering you. Hurry up and wash your neck."

Feng Yu ignored him, as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person, which made Shi Wujin so angry that he stomped his feet.

Fools always love to talk about dreams.

Soon, the atmosphere on the life and death stage became completely lively.

"Come on, Feng Yu, from the moment you don't give me a spot in the Storm Sword Formation, you are destined to die in my hands."

Shi Wujin drew his sword and pointed it directly at Feng Yu. He didn't even bother to hide it.

Feng Yu's eyes were like swords, and the Purple Sword was slowly unsheathed, ready for battle.

This was the first time Feng Yu used his own strength to fight against Ling Yongjing.

In the past, when he faced Lingyong Realm, he mainly relied on fighting, but now it is different.

He is now facing a life-and-death battle.