"hehe."

The sword demon smiled. The young man now is really confident enough. Although he was very arrogant when he was young, he was really inferior to the young man in front of him.

After all, the other party is using his life to show off.

real.

Judging from his decades of experience in the world, this is true.

"Senior Sword Demon, please use the younger one's sword."

Wuming handed the sword, his sword was no longer his, at least it was his, but now, for some reason, it is actually developing towards the direction of a bus.

Lin Fan used his sword.

Now, he also wants to hand the sword to the sword demon.

It must have been a bit uncomfortable at first, but now I am used to it. Being able to be used by the strong is also an honor for this sword.

The sword demon looked at Wuming and couldn't help laughing, "You young man, your swordsmanship is pretty good, but... your realm is a little bit short. You still need a sword in your hand to treat yourself as a swordsman?"

"Forehead……"

Wuming stood there in a daze, not a fool, how could he not hear the meaning of this? Looking at the sword in his hand and the sword demon, he didn't know what to do for a moment.

"When I reach this level, what's the difference between having a sword and not having a sword? Look at it carefully and learn it carefully." The sword demon seemed to be saying it for Wuming, or it seemed to be saying it for Lin Fan.

Yu Guang looked at Lin Fan and found that Lin Fan had no sword in his hand, muttering in his heart.

Could it be that he has reached this level?

Wuming withdrew his sword and stood obediently.

Since following Lin Fan, he has felt that he has been hit frequently, which is accustomed to it.

"Open your eyes wide and look good."

Just finished speaking.

The aura emitted by the sword demon became mysterious. He stretched out his finger and saw Wuming breathing, not daring to scream, and not even dared to blink, for fear of missing out.

Suddenly.

Wuming's heart suddenly shook. He felt a strong sword intent from the sword demon. He couldn't say what this sword intent represented, but it was very strong.

He was like a small boat in the vast ocean, swinging with the waves.

"So strong, this is the sword intent of the sword demon. It just emits a little, which makes me unbearable."

Wuming looked solemn.

He has seen many kendo masters.

But these sword masters are just masters for ordinary people. A presence like a sword demon is hard to come by. In the past, the dragon was always looking at the head but not the tail. If you want to meet them, it depends on luck.

at this time.

The sword demon uses his fingers as his sword, and his fingers move across the air, leaving traces on the ground. Each trace contains the sword demon's supreme sword-track true meaning.

It was done in one go without hesitation.

"alright."

The sword demon stood with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face, and was full of confidence in his own sword cultivation.

"Look at it."

He signaled the two to take a good look.

This is the gap between the strong.

There is a word left on the ground.

sword!

This word seems simple, but it has a terrible impact on Wuming.

Boom!

A door in Wuming's mind seemed to be pushed open, and his spiritual consciousness seemed to be brought into a mysterious space, in the sword tomb.

All kinds of swords were inserted around.

"What's this……"

To Wuming, it seems like he is in the real world.

He knew that this was the impact of the sword demon's sword intent on him. When he saw this word, his consciousness was already shrouded in the sword demon's sword intent.

After a long time.

Wuming was sweating profusely, and the sky was spinning. Everything in front of him disappeared. His consciousness returned. He opened his mouth, wanted to say but stopped. He obviously had a lot to say, but at this time, he didn't know what to say.

That true meaning of swordsmanship has helped him a lot.

Even if you only realize a little bit, it will be of great help to him.

"how?"

The sword demon smiled. He already knew that Wuming was shrouded by his sword intent and escaped into his sword intent fantasy. If he could stabilize his original heart, he might be able to really understand some of his sword-tracking true teachings from this.

Wuming Dao: "The senior's sword skills...it has benefited a lot from the younger generation."

"I didn't ask you, I asked him."

The sword demon pointed at Lin Fan, and he naturally knew that Wuming had stolen masters in his fantasy of sword intent, but he was not afraid of others stealing his masters and stealing them. It was not his insights in the process of practicing swordsmanship. Even Wuming's genius had a complete enlightenment, but he was just following his old path.

There are thousands of sword paths, and everyone's sword path is unique. Copying other people's sword paths will eventually live in the shadow of others.

I think that the sword demon was learning other swords before he was twenty years old. After he was twenty, he began to explore his own swordsmanship path. He finally achieved something at the age of thirty. From then on, he sang all the way and was called the Demon of Sword and Sword Demon.

brush!

Wuming looked at Lin Fan.

Both of them are strong swordsmen. Wuming was very excited. Seeing the competition between the two strong swordsmen, he felt that this life was really worth it.

However, he found that Lin Fan was very calm and there was a smile on his lips.

The sword demon said: "Boy, why don't you talk anymore?"

Lin Fan looked at the sword demon and said calmly: "Is this the strongest sword path of the sword demon senior? "

"Haha, I have been practicing sword art for decades, and the essence of sword intent is here, you can compare it." The sword demon was very confident, and he never thought that he would lose.

Lin Fan slowly raised a finger, and this finger swayed in front of the sword demon.

The sword demon frowned.

I don't quite understand what he means.

What do you want to show when you raise a finger?

"I'm optimistic."

Just finished speaking.

Lin Fan just saw him stepping towards the ground with one finger, leaving only a trace on the ground with one finger.

Um?

The sword demon was very confused and did not feel any extraordinary.

On the other hand, Lin Fan retracted his fingers, stood with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the distance, and the sound came from the night.

"Look at it well, understand it well, don't be too shocked. I hope Senior Sword Demon can keep his promise and will see Senior Sword Demon in the Inspection House tomorrow."

Gradually, his figure disappeared into the night.

It's very stylish and stylish.

"This kid didn't know he lost, so he got away in advance."

The sword demon looked at the disappearing figure and muttered to himself.

But at this moment.

He heard Wuming's voice.

“Ah…ah.”

"There is light, there is light..."

Wuming's tone was shocked, as if he saw something terrible.

The sword demon frowned, and felt more and more that the boy around him seemed to have something wrong. What's the point of making a fuss about? What's more than anything else...

He looked down at the trace left by Lin Fan.

Just one glance...

The sword demon's face changed drastically.

Light, there is really light.
To be continued...