In the valley.

Junziyi and Li Jianxin were guarding the distance, watching Lu Feng and Junzimo fighting fiercely.

Every move and every move is all familiar sword techniques.

Moreover, in order to cater to gentleman mo, Lu Feng deliberately imitated the other party for most of his moves;

But a discerning person can see the difference between the two at a glance.

"This kid..."

Li Jianxin was a little surprised at Lu Feng's current strength. Just this ease and calm performance was much better than his face against Jun Zi Mo.

In addition, Lu Feng showed his sword skills and strengths.

This shouldn't happen unless...

A guess came to Li Jianxin's mind, but then he felt a little ridiculous and retreated.

With his equal understanding of the sword-making at the realm of Swordlessness, if he wants to have such an unexplorable situation, unless the other party has already left this realm.

But Lu Feng is only this age...

He did not believe that he could achieve such a level of kendo attainment.

After Junziyi looked at the stable battle situation in the distance and couldn't stop for a while, based on the curiosity in her heart, she took advantage of the opportunity to ask indignantly: "Grandpa Jiu, what's going on in the wound on your arm that my master said earlier?"

Li Jianxin looked embarrassed, "Don't ask about adults' affairs."

"Tell me," the gentleman said softly in his pleasing voice.

Seeing that Li Jianxin was unmoved, he changed his tone again and suddenly smiled and said, "Oh, I understand, Grandpa Jiu must be unable to compare with my master's sword skills, and he was injured by him."

"Well, it must be so, otherwise why would you be ashamed to speak up?"

"You!" Li Jianxin was so angry that his eyebrows were raised and he said speechlessly: "Stop using these inferior provocation methods."

Junzi Yi said in a disgusting manner: "Grandpa Jiu, just talk. I promise not to talk to others. I just want to know more about the master's past."

Li Jianxin raised his eyebrows and glanced at Junziyi for a long time, sighed, "Actually it's nothing, it's just a fun thing back then. At that time, your brother Mo was also present."

The gentleman's eyes were a little brighter, full of expectation and curiosity.

Li Jianxin smiled in memory: "I originally wanted to teach those two guys some lessons, and lowered my strength and fought with them. Unexpectedly, not only did they cooperate very well, but in the end they used a skillful strategy of pretending to be injured, which attracted my attention and cut my clothes."

"By calculating, this is the only battle I have lost in the past century."

"It's worthy of being my master and my brother," Junziyi's eyes were filled with surprise smiles. She was about to speak further, but she heard a sudden roar in the distance.

Looking back, Lu Feng's figure was suddenly knocked to one side of the mountain wall by shock.

This scene instantly made Junziyi's smile completely calm, full of panic, "How could it be, the master has not fought well just now?"

Li Jianxin frowned and said solemnly: "He was afraid of hurting Xiao Mo, so he kept his hand on the attack move of using injuries to exchange for injuries; but Xiao Mo did not have any intention of restraining it. In order not to let Xiao Mo get injured, he retreated to resist the attack."

Junziyi suddenly became stunned, "Master..."

His eyes looked at the two people fighting again in the distance, and they were choked and speechless for a while.

At this moment, the gentleman's silent fighting style was extremely crazy, only attacking but not defending, regardless of his own flaws, and the sword technique he used had no rules at all, and he was indeed like a madman.

But as long as you can still hold the sword and use every move, the sword heart will not be completely collapsed!

This is the only thing Land Feng is grateful for.

Since the fight, he has gained a further understanding of the symptoms of Junzimo;

Although Jun Zimo does look like he has lost his mind due to his sword heart, he does not feel like he has a simple sword heart damage.

Lu Fengyu is so familiar with these sword moves and sword styles, so familiar that he is even more familiar than Jun Zimo himself.

Even deeper, I thought about it, and felt that if my sword heart was damaged, it shouldn't be like this.

Especially the basic moves of several of them can be said to have been engraved in my bones. Even if the sword heart is lost, it will never be so chaotic with the use of physical instinct.

Lu Feng noticed a little incongruous and looked more focused on his face.

After another fierce battle, Yu's conjecture became much more certain.

Judging from this series of familiar moves, Junzimo gave him the feeling that he could not control the long sword in his hand steadily, rather than the ordinary sword heart loss syndrome.

It was more like...who was confused by something, making him want to use the sword technique he wanted to perform, but was hindered and could not be presented perfectly.

It is like the whole person's mental consciousness is bound in a cage and completely isolated from the outside world, and can only show some unconscious mad behavior.

The chaotic battle may be his external manifestation of his efforts to resist the bound cage.

It is only because he is not insightful by the outside world that he mistakenly thinks that his sword heart has been damaged.

Based on this, the discovery is made.

Lu Feng deliberately used several flawed sword moves, and he silently fed the gentleman as he did back then.

But there was no reaction.

This made Lu Feng completely believe in what he thought.

No matter how much a person's sword heart is damaged, it is impossible for him to completely disappear in the reaction engraved in his bones.

This is like an ordinary person who has no reaction when facing the sudden prick of his eyes being stabbed with a long needle.

This kind of scene is not enough to be described as crazy.

Lu Feng found out that he would not have the will to continue fighting. If he continued to fight, he would only suck the gentleman's mental strength even more, and his condition would not improve at all.

After shaking it with absolute strength.

Lu Feng returned to Li Jianxin and the others and asked with concern: "Does the Zen doctor who is seeking the Zen Buddhism have seen Lao Mo's symptoms?"

Junzi Yilian said, "When I have it, after my brother came back, the elders of the clan immediately invited three Zen pharmacists. Like other pharmacists invited to diagnose, they all determined that the brother became like this because his sword heart was damaged, and they were not able to help much."

Li Jianxin frowned slightly and said carelessly: "Did you see something?"

Lu Feng said bluntly: "I think Lao Mo's injury is not an ordinary damage to the sword heart, nor is it even a sword injury, but a special soul-level attack, which makes him lose consciousness, or is imprisoned by someone, and 99% of the self-consciousness. The remaining wisp of consciousness can only subconsciously resist itself, or curl himself up on the ground, or randomly attacking enemies and ourselves like he had just now. This is all his subconscious way of protecting himself."

"No way?" Junzi Yi widened his eyes in shock. "Among those pharmacists who came to diagnose, there are many people from Medicine Valley. They are all famous pharmacists. What kind of soul-level injuries can't even tell them?"

Li Jianxin was silent for a moment, and nodded with some agreement, "Maybe you are right. Since we spent these days together, I vaguely felt that Xiao Mo's injury was not as good as the sword heart was damaged, or it should not be entirely just the sword heart was damaged;"

After a pause, Li Jianxin said suspiciously: "But if it is a soul-level injury, Xiao Mo's soul sea clearly shows no sign of external damage. And what kind of soul attack can't even detect so many top pharmacists in the Medicine Dao Realm?"

Lu Feng fell into deep thought and thought about it carefully, and there were indeed unreasonable points.

Junzi Yi sighed with a sad face, "You are still great master. I can't even see that my brother is not a sword heart damaged. It's so bad."

When Lu Feng heard the words, his mind suddenly flashed and he said in surprise: "Senior Li, we are all good at practicing swordsmanship, and we can only discover this. Unfortunately, the soul is not involved in the soul. Most of the pharmacists invited are like this. Those who are good at diagnosing soul injuries may not be able to do it.

Have some slightest involvement in kendo, do you think there is such a possibility…”

As Lu Feng hesitated, Li Jianxin suddenly understood and took the words:

"If the method that the blood clan knew was based on using soul power to rush to the heart of the soul master's sword, rather than attacking the soul master's soul sea life soul..."

The two of them spoke in unison: "It's really hard to be noticed by others!"

When Junziyi heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned and murmured: "Is there really such a strange means in the world?"

Lu Feng nodded firmly: "Compared to the argument that Jian Xin was damaged, I believe it is based on this reason."

"Even if Lao Mo's sword heart is bad, he has seen my swordsmanship, so he should not be so fragile."

"No matter how bad it is, I will give him a guarantee. Damn it, he lost like he did back then and asked me to get him back."

"You won't be beaten so hard that your sword heart will collapse."

The gentleman listened to Lu Feng's boasting words with a smile, but he didn't feel that it was inconsistent at all. Instead, he felt very warm and envied by the feelings between his brother and his master.

Li Jianxin looked solemn: "Xiao Moruo is really based on this injury. Where should I go to find a pharmacist who can diagnose and treat such symptoms?"

Lu Feng analyzed: "The treatment method should not be too harsh. Otherwise, the blood clan would make all the swordsmen of our clan frightened by this."

Li Jianxin nodded in agreement: "Indeed, they shouldn't be so strong."

As he said that, he looked at Lu Feng and said solemnly: "Is there a way to deal with it? If Xiao Mo can be saved, please mention it if you have any conditions."

Lu Feng smiled calmly and said, "Senior, Lao Mo is my best friend who has been through life and death. He is too flirting with his conditions."

"As for the way to deal with it," Lu Feng said with a solemn expression: "I don't have a good way to deal with it. I can only use the stupidest method to see through resonance what kind of pain Lao Mo is enduring, and try to pull him out of that pain."

"That..." Li Jianxin said a little embarrassedly: "There have already been tried by pharmacists in this Dharma clan."

Junzi Yi said anxiously: "Master, you can't do this. After the pharmacist in the clan explored the brother's state of mind, he couldn't bear it and went crazy on the spot. He had already died two days ago."

Lu Feng said resolutely: "Anyway, I have to try it. Lao Mo can't last much time in this situation. I can't watch him keep mad until he dies."

"Master~" The gentleman's eyes were filled with tears and sobbing.

"Then try it," although Li Jianxin couldn't bear it, but compared to Lu Feng's emphasis, he obviously prefers Jun Zimo. As long as he has the chance to save Jun Zimo, he can not care about Lu Feng's life and death.

"Grandpa Nine~"

Only the gentleman Yi was satisfied and didn't want Lu Feng to try this.

She has almost lost her brother and does not want to experience the pain of losing her master again.
To be continued...