C912 A Shocking Sword Strike
C912 A Shocking Sword Strike
Although he had a new subordinate who was contracted to the Sovereign, Xingyun was still a senior. Therefore, Yang Xuan didn't consider himself to be his master. Instead, he respectfully communicated with Xingyun.
Although Yang Xuan had always been very puzzled about Xingyun's matter, he didn't have much time to study this matter as time was of the essence.
"I can see that your sword technique is very good, but it's still just a sword technique after all. No matter how powerful the external form is, when facing a real enemy, it can't display that much strength."
"Senior, your words are too profound. I don't quite understand."
"Let's put it this way. When a real swordsman picks up a sword, he will know how long and how heavy this sword is. He will know how much power it can unleash and how much power it can unleash.
For a swordsman, a good sword should be his closest friend. It should be a part of his extended body and not just a tool. "
Xingyun slowly said to Yang Xuan, which made Yang Xuan's eyes light up. He had also talked about the realm of 'One with the Sword' in the Seven Star Sword Spell, but Yang Xuan was very curious about this realm. However, he had never been able to touch it.
What Xingyun said now, wasn't it the same as what was said in the Seven Star Sword Spell?
Yang Xuan felt as if something had appeared in his mind, but he couldn't figure it out for a moment. He suddenly felt an itch in his boot.
Xingyun sighed again and said to Yang Xuan, "Alright, maybe this is too profound for you. But I can give you a shortcut. It's just that this shortcut is very difficult. I wonder if you are willing? "
"Senior, please take it. I'm all ears."
"From now on, you must try your best to reduce the number of times you attack, but you must not give up on the sword in your hand so easily."
"What you mean is, I want to hold my sword in my hand, but I can't use my sword, right?" When Yang Xuan heard Xingyun's words, he couldn't help frowning and said, "But, isn't this equivalent to getting beaten up for nothing?"
"Just do as I say. Although we haven't been together for a long time, you can do as I say. I definitely won't harm you. Remember, you must do your best. Do not use your sword unless absolutely necessary."
"Alright, I understand" Yang Xuan nodded, as if he had heard Xingyun's words. As the saying went, 'know a person's face but not his heart'. Yang Xuan would not change anything just because of a few words from a person. However, don't forget that Xingyun still had a contract with Yang Xuan. Through this contract imprint, Yang Xuan could still roughly sense the changes in Xingyun's emotions.
When Xingyun said those words just now, his emotions were very calm. There wasn't much change in his emotions. Obviously, he didn't intend to harm Yang Xuan.
Behind Yang Xuan, Feng Baifan and Zheng Shan had already caught up to him.
"Hahaha! Stinky brat, don't forget that the cultivation technique I cultivate is a wind-attribute cultivation technique. Furthermore, I have the Lightning Wings with me. How can you easily escape with your speed? " Feng Baifan said proudly to Yang Xuan. Then, he flapped the Lightning Wings behind him. With a sudden acceleration, he arrived in front of Yang Xuan and kicked him in the face.
Yang Xuan subconsciously wanted to raise his sword to block, but he recalled what Xingyun had said just now. He raised his arm and lowered it again. He took two steps back to dodge Feng Baifan's attack.
Feng Baifan saw this and could not help frowning. Yang Xuan's movement just now seemed a little awkward. Obviously, he wanted to attack but did not attack. According to the past, Yang Xuan was very powerful. He shouldn't be stingy with using his weapon.
However, he threw this thought aside randomly because while he was thinking, he used the Divine Sense to scan his surroundings, but he did not find anyone else.
Since Yang Xuan didn't take the initiative to fight back, Feng Baifan would be a bastard if he didn't take advantage of the situation. Immediately after, he took out the Water Cutting Sword and stabbed towards Yang Xuan. Although Feng Baifan hadn't used his sword in the previous battles, Yang Xuan could tell that Feng Baifan still had some foundation in the way of the sword. When he wielded his sword, he did not randomly slash with it. Every move and style was aimed at Yang Xuan's vital points.
However, Yang Xuan still didn't use the sword in his hand. It was only at this moment that Yang Xuan realized that he had so many flaws when he was using his sword. There were so many movements that he didn't need to do.
At the same time, Yang Xuan held the sword in his hand, but he didn't use it. This made Feng Baifan feel even more strange. Just like how curiosity killed a cat, Feng Baifan was still thinking about this matter when he was fighting. It was inevitable that he would be distracted.
In addition, he was afraid that Yang Xuan's sword could be used at any time, which made Feng Baifan have a lot of considerations. He did not dare to use some of his moves randomly.
At this moment, Yang Xuan suddenly felt that there seemed to be something extra on the sword in his hand. It was a desire to fight.
The Black Dragon Horn in Yang Xuan's hand and the Water Cutting Sword in Feng Baifan's hand belonged to the weapon manual. However, the ranking of the weapons on the weapon manual was only considered as ranking. There was not much meaning in actual combat. After all, different weapons were different for different people. It was just like the swords in Feng Baifan and Yang Xuan's hands. If they were to exchange the swords in their hands, the power of their swords would definitely be reduced by a lot.
Yang Xuan felt that the Black Dragon Horn in his hand was getting restless, as if it was eager to fight the Water Cutting Sword. However, this impulse was forcefully suppressed by Yang Xuan.
Along with these changes, Yang Xuan seemed to have caught a glimpse of something. After all, before today, he had never felt anything from a weapon. Whether it was the Black Dragon Horn or the wooden sword, it was the same principle.
The Water Cutting Sword in Feng Baifan's hand seemed to be showing off in front of the Black Dragon Horn. Every time Feng Baifan swung his sword, the Black Dragon Horn in Yang Xuan's hand would have an even stronger desire to attack.
However, after this feeling was suppressed by Yang Xuan, he would feel that the next time he attacked, it would be... * Hong Long...... * That's right, the sharpness and material of the weapon in his hand... However, Yang Xuan could clearly feel his next attack. It would definitely be stronger than before.
"Why aren't you using your sword?" After thrusting dozens of times at Yang Xuan, Feng Baifan finally couldn't bear it anymore. He asked in confusion, but Yang Xuan just smiled and said, "You are not worthy of it."