This is My Juggernaut Journey

However, it was too late for Yuxian to sigh at the speed. He heard a soft groan, and the sword edge came out again, and then returned to its sheath again, but after a while, there was nothing in front of his eyes except the light of the sword.

The breath of death rushed, and Yuzuru used the strongest move without even thinking about it.

Flying Heaven Yujian Style-Nine-headed Dragon Flash!

clang clang clang!

Sparks bloomed one after another, like countless fireworks exploding in this snowy night, Yuxian hummed several times, blood dripped down his wrist, but seeing Yixin smiled approvingly, retreated half a step, and pounced on again.

"The third is the body of the sword!"

After the words fell, Wei Mingliu's entry-level swordsmanship attacked with one word, but just like Yuxian used this move to crush miscellaneous soldiers, the sword master's slash was even more amazing.

Before the sword arrived, the strong wind was already blowing, and the snow on the ground was directly blown away, exposing the soil below, and the sword technique was extremely fast, and Yuxian, who couldn't retreat, had to meet him head-on, slashing one word for one word!

How dare!

Cheering wholeheartedly for this confrontation, the collision of the swords that were slashing with all their strength——

clang! ! ! !

There was only one sound, but it echoed in the snowy night like the sound of a cannon, causing the castle tower a hundred meters away to jump up and down, thinking that someone was attacking at night.

But he saw the two of them intertwined in the forest, and there was not even a trace of snow within two meters of their feet.

Yuxian's hind legs were slightly bent, his jaw was numb, and Fuxue had already made a big hole, and he was just about to destroy this high-quality weapon. He just wanted to back up, but found that Yixin had already withdrawn his strength.

"These three are the foundation of all swordsmanship..." The skinny old man stood up straight, and retracted the long knife into the sheath inch by inch. He turned sideways and asked the still somewhat confused Yuxian: "Do you remember?!"

PS: Here is the first update.

Chapter 91 Commitment

"These three, do you remember?"

As soon as the voice fell, the intent of the sword subsided in an instant, Wei Ming Yixin returned to the appearance of an ordinary old man, and Yuxian still maintained the gesture of fighting the sword, as if motionless like a statue.

'Oh, sorry you can't remember for the time being. Yixin smiled, without urging, took out a bamboo tube from his bosom, and took a swig.

puff!

It's still strong enough for the dirty wine, no matter what hurts him or not.

Thick, cloudy liquid flowed down his throat, and he narrowed his eyes as if recalling something.

'But this little ghost has great strength, and his swordsmanship is also extremely exquisite, so he must be another old monster. '

Thinking of the momentary youth of the nine-headed dragon flash, Yixin can certainly see the strength of the person who created the Flying Sword Style, but alas, the little devil is still a little short...

It just so happened that Yuxian came back to his senses at this time, slowly stood up straight, holding the knife in one hand and continued to be in a daze.

"Don't you remember?" Yixin woke him up this time.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Yuzuru raised his head, eyes full of sharpness and clarity, put the severely damaged Fubuki back into the sheath, and solemnly replied: "Remember."

Regardless of his real age or knowledge, he is not a "personal" Nakano samurai. Standing on the shoulders of countless predecessors, it is not difficult to understand Yixin's words.

The so-called three are nothing more than "mind, skill and body", which are the foundation of all martial arts, no, all killing techniques, this is true for swords, fists and spears, the difference between strength and weakness lies between the three.

It's a mouthful to say, but it's actually not esoteric. If you use system terms to replace it, it would be: the heart of the sword corresponds to the spirit, the skill of the sword corresponds to the moves, and the body of the sword corresponds to the physical quality.

All three are indispensable.If there is no sword intent, the will will be weak, not to mention being restrained by spiritual attacks, let alone being able to reach the peak, and when encountering 'Sura', the whole body will be paralyzed, and the strength will not be half exerted.

However, sword skills and sword body complement each other. If there are only moves, it is called flower boxing and embroidered legs. If there is only strength, it is the peasant's three punches, which can easily be broken by people's cleverness.

Just now Yixin perfectly demonstrated the use of the three, and each item is above the string, and when combined, it feels unrivaled.

"You remember?" Yixin was a little suspicious, but looked at Yuxian's face, and threw the bamboo tube away, "Then have a drink!"

Lying would only do him harm, and besides, he didn't have the energy to teach him a few more times.

The turbid wine enters the throat, and the swig after the harvest is even more refreshing, the blood spurts, and the whole body sweats profusely in the snowy night.

Suppressing the desire to binge drink in his heart, he threw the bamboo tube back, and bowed obediently at ninety degrees: "Thank you, Master Yixin!"

Enmity must be avenged, and kindness must be repaid. Now Wei Ming is devoted to the kindness of teaching himself.

It seems that there is no slight increase in strength, but it has benefited a lot. Thousands of worlds and thousands of skills, one-heartedly clearing the clouds and seeing the fog, let Yuxian see the way forward.

Concentrating the sword heart, fusing sword skills, tempering the sword body, closely surrounding the three to improve, the upper limit will be infinite.

But now Jianxin still can't see the way forward, and his sword skills are still good, so he has to find ways to improve his sword body. Unfortunately, Wei Mingliu and Ninjutsu's breathing method has limited improvement, and it is estimated that it will take decades of retreat to improve significantly.

Forget it, let's take it slowly......

"Hmph, the brat doesn't even want to be the enemy of ten thousand people, but wants to be the enemy of one man. It's so stupid, the old man has no choice but to help." Yi Xin turned his back, cursing idiots, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The enemy of one man can defeat ten thousand to a certain extent!" Yuxian straightened his waist, ambitious.

"Wait until you do it before talking big." Yixin laughed loudly, walked forward a few steps and then turned around, "What's the name of your instant Nine Swords just now? Who created it? If you don't want to say it, you can keep silent."

"Flying sword style, nine-headed dragon flash, the creator is Seijuro Hiko." Yuxian replied immediately, very heroic.

This has touched on the origin, but fortunately the Jianhao system does not have functions such as revealing one's identity or erasing it.

Hearing the decisive answer, Yixin was a little relieved, and the more he looked at Yuxian, the more pleasing to his eyes, he muttered: "Feitian Yujianliu, better than Gu Qingjuro? Good! Sounds like a master! Kid, if you have a chance, can you Let me fight this Hiko Seijuro?"

It's two worlds apart, and you're dying of illness...