Chapter 707: Waste is not as good

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In fact, it is clear to think about it. Although Ling Yichen also consulted Mo Kongyuan and others, but after all, the time is too short. In contrast, the same great consummation state, Jiang Wuhen, who was born in the sect, was affected by Xiao Er. Budo’s understanding and artistic conception must have exceeded Ling Yichen a lot, otherwise it is impossible to fight with Ye Qingyun until now.
Moreover, after all, Mo Kongyuan has been immersed in martial arts for nearly a hundred years. No matter how he suppresses his strength, his century of experience and artistic conception cannot be suppressed. Perhaps it is just a simple sword and sword. Ling Yichen needs to spend a lot of time to understand.
Ling Yichen concentrated on watching the two meet, Jiang Wuhen's fighting strength was comparable to Ling Yichen, and the sword conception was also easier to understand.
Gradually, Ling Yichen's mind gradually merged into it, as if he were in between himself, every time the long sword was swung and the interweaving of sword qi brought him a deep touch.
If Ye Qingyun's sword power is extremely magnificent in the vast starry sky, then Jiang Wuhen's sword power is like the night wind, seemingly invisible but ubiquitous. At this moment, Ling Yichen had a feeling that although they used a sword, they were actually separated from the sword itself, but integrated into the perception of everything in the universe.
This is their sword, what about mine?
Unconsciously, Ling Yichen's mind seemed to have a trace of enlightenment, getting clearer and clearer. Just like a cocoon that is about to break open, a gap is exposed, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger, only waiting for the moment when the disc emerges.
No one in the hands of the two realized that between the vast world, a spirit was quietly surging, and Ling Yichen's cold eyes sparkled a strange charm.
Around the two people fighting, the star points of Jianmang became denser and denser, but Jiang Wuhen's body style became more and more sluggish. Finally, with a muffled sound, Jiang Wujian even carried his sword and Ye Feiyun flew with his sword. Blood was dripping from the thigh.
Although his artistic conception of martial arts and swordsmanship is not bad, his strength is still one level behind the opponent.
"You just used Qingfeng Jianyi. I didn't expect that even your elder brother could understand the imperceptible Qingfeng Jianyi, but you were enlightened by it. But the waste is waste. As a descendant of the Zongmen, it only has the strength of the Great Consummation. , Even if there is a breeze sword intention?" Ye Qingyun said with disdain when he dropped the blood on the sword.
"What about the waste, depending on the state of the great consummation, it will not be able to leave a mark on you. The Star Sword Array is nothing more than that." Jiang Wuhen said indifferently.
"What are you talking about!" Ye Qingyun looked down Jiang Jianghen's mocking gaze, his abdomen's clothes were cut, and a slanting sword wound was pulled down diagonally, and thin blood beads came out. The scars were too shallow, and if it were not Jiang Wujian, he could hardly feel the pain.
"Clear and no trace, you waste, dare to hurt me." Although the injury was almost negligible, Ye Qingyun was furious. With the strength of his true Yuan realm, he was wounded under the sword of two opponents of the Great Consummation Realm in just one hour, including Qing Wuhen, a waste that has long been reduced to Zongmen jokes. How could he stand it?
"Even a piece of waste can hurt you, then what should you be?" Jiang Wuhen sneered.
"Qing Wuhen, do you really think that you are the person of Qingfeng Sect, I would not dare to kill you?" Ye Qingyun said with spitting eyes.
"My name is Jiang Wuhen, and it has nothing to do with Qingfeng Sect." Jiang Wuhen said coldly.