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Lin Feng just briefly looked at the weapons around him, and then his attention was attracted by the fight between Mr. Wang and the middle-aged man in windbreaker.

The two held wooden swords against each other and struck quickly.

The wooden sword kept hitting.

However, during the collision, Lin Feng discovered that none of them exerted any magical power.

It's just pure swordsmanship.

Extremely fierce.

Full of killing atmosphere.

Even without magical power, some parts that can be attacked are also fatal.

It can be said that even if it is just a wooden sword and just pure swordsmanship, whether it is Mr. Wang or a middle-aged man in a windbreaker with a wooden sword in his hand, he can easily kill many people.

Lin Feng was naturally very interested in their swordsmanship.

After all, he has good strength.

But the fighting skills are all self-taught through some videos.

The videos on the Internet are always abridged versions.

Not all videos are available though.

But there are so many tricks and embroidered legs.

It couldn't compare to the swordsmanship of Mr. Wang and the middle-aged man in windbreaker.

However, although both of them are very strong in swordsmanship.

But the swordsmanship of the middle-aged man in trench coat was obviously not as good as that of Mr. Wang.

Soon he was forced into danger by Mr. Wang.

Even more so, he was suddenly sent flying by Mr. Wang's sword and hit the ground heavily.

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More than an hour later.

Lin Feng walked out of the detective agency with satisfaction

"This time it was not in vain. Not only did I get some information, but at the same time, I also gained swordsmanship and boxing skills in vain."

Lin Feng felt happy just thinking about it.

Then he moved, soared into the air, and rushed towards the suburbs.

Soon he appeared on a mountain peak.

At this time, the sky was already dark. There were only a few exceptions on this mountain peak. Lin Feng, there is no one else.

And this mountain is clearly the Lion Peak.

Originally, Lin Feng was planning to find another mountain to practice, but as the saying goes, the more dangerous the place, the safer he is. The live broadcast was true, but the sword holder never expected that he would come back here to practice, not to mention that he was not here to practice the Xingchen Body Training Technique.

He wanted to refine the flying sword first and practice sword control.

However, before practicing, Lin Feng first practiced boxing and kicking for a while based on the scenes he had memorized in the detective scene, and then picked up a wooden stick and practiced for a while. Swordsmanship.

If the middle-aged uncle in windbreaker and Mr. Wang were here, they would definitely be able to see that Lin Feng had completely replicated their swordsmanship and boxing skills, and there was no difference between the two. The difference is purely due to the difference in on-the-spot combat experience and their own strength.

"This swordsmanship and boxing skills are really good!"

After Lin Feng practiced for a while, he stopped practicing with satisfaction, and then took out a sword from the storage bag.

It was a sword only the size of the index finger.

There was no scabbard.

It was all white.

This is what Lin Feng has become from Although the flying sword purchased from No. 88 looks so small, it can actually become larger.

However, if you want to make the sword larger, you must first refine it. Flying swords require a drop of blood to recognize the owner.

However, the use of flying swords is only the most basic.

If you want to fully exert the power of the flying swords, you must activate your own power to enter the flying swords. Completely refine his own flying sword.

Of course, Lin Feng is not ready to completely refine the flying sword into his own magical weapon. Once the flying sword is damaged, the magical weapon and the monk will have a very special connection.

The master will also be injured.

The flying sword in front of him is just a low-grade flying sword.

It is not even an immortal weapon. Unless there was something wrong with Lin Feng's mind, it would be absolutely impossible for him to do that. The sword in front of him was just a transitional item at most.

The blood dripped into Feijian, and he immediately developed a close connection with Feijian.

Then he activated the power of Qi and blood to perform blood refining on Feijian, but he only stopped after a certain degree of blood refining. Let's continue.

Again...

He doesn't want this flying sword to become his own flying sword.

What he wants is to be able to recognize the master through blood and a certain degree of blood refining..

At this time, this flying sword has been completely branded by him.

It can exert a good lethality and will not be easily taken away. After the refining is completed, it is enough.

As soon as he moved, he saw that the flying sword that was about the size of his index finger suddenly grew in size and turned into a long sword of about 80 centimeters.

Although Lin Feng had already known that there would be such a change, he still couldn't help but marvel.

After all, this was his first time owning a flying sword. In the past, he had only seen it in novels and TV shows, so when the flying sword grew longer and was held in his hand. For a moment, Lin Feng couldn't suppress the smile on his face. He was really happy, so in the next moment, he held the flying sword and used the sword skills he saw from Mr. Wang and the middle-aged uncle in the windbreaker. It was unleashed again, and the air suddenly shone sharply.

"Cool!"

"So cool!"

"I've wanted to own a long sword like this since I was a kid."

"Now is the time to finally realize that dream! hey-hey……"

Lin Feng was in agitated mood, and during the process of using his sword technique, he moved around and chopped down some trees, flowers and plants on the top of the mountain.

Suddenly the vegetation and flowers moved with the wind.

But very quickly, no flowers, plants or trees appeared within ten meters of Lin Feng.

They were all chopped off by him.

It can be said to be quite naive.

But which man can suppress the excitement of holding such a big sword in his hand?

After ten minutes of tossing, Lin Feng suppressed the idea of continuing to toss.

Then take a deep breath to calm your agitated mood.

Then sit cross-legged.

He placed the flying sword on his lap.

At the same time, a jade slip recording the skill of sword control was taken out from the storage bag.

As soon as I took it out, I integrated my spiritual thoughts into it and sensed the skill information inside.

Soon all the information about the sword-control technique was absorbed by him.

After doing all this, he put away the jade slips of the exercises.

Close your eyes and carefully comprehend the sword-control techniques in your mind.

After some understanding, he started to formally practice sword control based on the information on the technique.

In the art of sword control, there are sword control with Qi, and sword control with spirit.