The purple moon knife in his hand gestured and drew different and very casual arcs in the air.

Chen Feng is not practicing some knife skills, but is experiencing the intention of the knife.

When he was in Daning City, Chen Feng once experienced the intention of the sword by chance. The mysterious and inexplicable feeling at that moment made him completely immersed in it and indulged in it.

That was an extremely profound understanding of the knife, but that feeling was fleeting.

In half a month, Chen Feng always wanted to find the feeling of sword intention and understanding of sword intention again, but he never succeeded.

Perhaps he was too anxious to rush to the road, immersed in the anxiety of killing and finding Han Cong early, and couldn't calm down.

After rushing thousands of miles, he came here. It was only fifty miles away from the edge of the Demon-Suppressing Valley and could reach it within one day.

Chen Feng is preparing to leave early tomorrow morning, but before leaving, he wants to make his strength stronger.

There is no doubt that practicing the newly obtained Great Dragon Subduing Divine Fist and the Three Swords of the Death are a good choice.

He had been here for two days. Within these two days, he burned incense and bathed, calmed down, ate only wild fruits and drank water. He neither killed monsters nor rushed to the road, and adjusted his mentality to a very calm level.

Now, he vaguely felt that he seemed to be able to touch that feeling again.

The feeling was like floating in front of me and seemed to be able to grab it with just stretching out my hand. After this emotion appeared, Chen Feng immediately became a little impatient, but it was just this short moment of impatience that disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Ying Ziyue appeared beside him and hovered in the air.

She looked at Chen Feng and said softly: "Chen Feng, don't worry. Although I have not understood the intention of the sword, I have seen others understand it. To be honest, it is not that difficult, nor so out of reach."

"Don't just want to catch it when you see a little hope, then it will just run away, and let this thing go naturally!"

Then she said, "You can recall the tricks I saw from me. The meaning of that knife is similar to the intention of the knife. If you think about it, it may be helpful to you."

Chen Feng nodded and began to recall that he only wished that Zi Yue's move with the Zi Yue knife would be extremely mysterious.

After inheriting the mystery of that sword, Chen Feng has now understood something, probably less than 10%, but he has also reached it. After all, this sword move is too mysterious.

Sure enough, what Zi Yue said made sense. Chen Feng calmly focused and began to visualize the trick. Suddenly, an extremely mysterious feeling surged into his heart.

Chen Feng knew that this was his understanding of the sword intent.

At this moment, he was ecstatic: he finally captured this trace of emotion and this trace of understanding again.

But in a blink of an eye, he remembered Zi Yuedao's advice, and quickly suppressed the joy of leaning on it, making him feel extremely calm, and then carefully observed it.

Chen Feng was still walking slowly in the cave, but his mind was completely immersed in it, and his body seemed to be instinctively controlling it.

If you observe carefully, you will find that every step he takes is three feet long, without a single minute or a slight difference, just like he has measured it with the most precise ruler.

After almost a cup of tea left, Chen Feng suddenly stopped, and he suddenly held the Purple Moon Knife in his hand tightly.

Open your eyes and the light bursts out.

He is now trying to figure out the Three Swords of Jue Mie. In fact, this is not the first time he has figured out the Three Swords of Jue Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mie Mi

All the actions, all the mystery, and even the most subtle details have been remembered in his heart.

But he has been waiting for today, waiting for his understanding of the sword intent. If he does not understand the sword intent, it will be impossible to cultivate the three swords of the Absolute Destruction.

So now, although Chen Feng was just echoing in his mind, the Three Demon Swords seemed to be in front of him.

The three swords of the Abyssal only have three moves, and there are only three swords.

The first knife, the death-death sword!

After this knife was handed out, it was like an invitation handed over by King Yama. It was cut out and destroyed his life!

Following the imprint in his mind, Chen Feng kept waving the purple moon knife in his hand and drew arcs in the air.

At the beginning, the arc was messy and unformed, but later, the arc he drew had gradually added a touch of charm, which made people feel a long experience.

Zi Yue next to her smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Chen Feng is really a genius who uses swords. He seems to be born with a knife. He has gained such a deep understanding of the Three Swords of Deep.

You know, the Three Swords of the Abyssal is a very high-level martial art!

I don’t know how many times I practiced it, but after a few hours, it was already dark outside. Chen Feng suddenly shouted softly, opened his eyes suddenly, and the light in his eyes burst into flames.

He jumped up in the air and slashed out with one sword. It was extremely mysterious and had all the secrets!

The sword of death, the sword of death produces the sword of death!

An extremely sharp sword energy burst out, and with a slight sound, a very deep knife mark appeared at the bottom of the cave.
Chapter completed!