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Full Text Advertisement Chapter 341 Sword Intent, Turning Grief into Murderous Aura

Some people, when they learn something, are naturally sensitive to it, learn it immediately, and draw inferences from one instance, and have excellent imagination and creativity. People call this kind of person a genius.Just like the little qin sage who is one of the three little sages recognized in the world who is playing the piano, just like the young man wielding a long knife and gradually entering a certain wonderful realm.Many onlookers with a certain vision couldn't help showing envious and jealous eyes to them.

You Yong and the leader of the Royal Cavaliers looked at each other, and they both showed shocking expressions in each other's eyes.Their shock was not because Xiaoqin Sheng was able to compose the tune after only listening to the song twice. With Xiaoqin Sheng's fame and talent, that should be and is inevitable.

The reason why they were shocked was the young man wielding a long knife, the young earl.

At first, they thought that the inexplicable sadness was caused by the little count's singing, but when the little count stopped singing and was confined to his own wonderful realm, they thought that the sad feeling came from the little count. The sound of Xiaoqin Sheng who is playing the piano.

However, when they looked seriously at the little earl's disorderly knife, they suddenly discovered that the disorderly knife gave them an inexplicable throbbing and sadness.Looking at it, they seemed to feel that what they saw was no longer a knife, but scenes of joys and sorrows.

This feeling, while shocking them, is envy, jealousy and hatred!The ones who hate are naturally themselves, because they know what it is, and it is exactly what they are after, but they can't get it.It can be said that the two have been at the peak of sword kings for quite some years, especially You Ji who was traded as a slave.You Ji is already over a hundred years old. Although he still has many years to live, he has already passed the peak of his prime, and the age of the captain of the Royal Knights is also in his fifties or sixties. At the peak of his prime, but if he can't overcome this hurdle, he can only be the sword king in his life.

What is needed to break through from the sword king to the sword master is exactly what the little count in front of him is comprehending.

That is - meaning!

Intent, here it is the intent of the sword, and it is also the intent of the sword!

This is a kind of power of thought, and it is one of the necessary conditions for the sword king to become a saint.A sword king who can comprehend the 'intent' is one in a million. One can imagine how difficult it is to comprehend the sword's will and become a sword master!This is also one of the goals pursued by the sword king.

But what the two of them didn't expect was that they actually saw the embryonic form of 'intent' in this young little earl. Given time, the formation of the sword will is no longer a dream.What shocked them the most was that they didn't feel the slightest wave of grudge in this little earl.

In other words, this young little earl is just a magician, not a true master of both magic and martial arts.

A magician actually comprehended the sword master's "sword intent", or "sword intent", what's the reason?

This kind of thing that subverts its common sense, although it feels very outrageous and unbelievable.However, it actually happened in front of them.From the other people with lower strength watching and watching, couldn't help crying, it can be seen that their feelings are not wrong, this is indeed the suspicion of 'sword intent'.

You Chun and the knight leader saw the problem, and the little Qin Saint Mo Qianqian naturally also saw Wu Huang's problem, even stronger than the two sword kings.

If a magician wants to become a saint, he naturally needs his own artistic conception. However, it is relatively easier for a magician to have his own artistic conception than a swordsman.

The artistic conception of Xiaoqin Sheng has long been possessed. The reason why he is still at the peak of the magister and has not become a saint is just accumulating.If the accumulation is insufficient, it is impossible to break the barrier that prevents thousands of magisters from entering the holy magus, and sanctification is likely to become a luxury.

When he saw Wu Huang comprehend his artistic conception, he naturally felt happy for him.Artistic conception is something that not everyone can comprehend.And once comprehended, the strength will double absolutely.The reason why the three little sages in the world can overwhelm the dragon knight in the temple is because they have all realized their own artistic conception, but the dragon knight has not yet.When that Dragon Knight also has his own artistic conception, it will be difficult to suppress him.

Therefore, at this time, she didn't disturb the little junior brother's comprehension, but used the sound of the piano to cooperate with him, so that he could comprehend more thoroughly.

And with the cooperation of Xiaoqin Sheng's piano sound, as Wu Huang's sword intent became more and more intense, the sad atmosphere became more and more intense, as if what he danced was not a sword, but a kind of loneliness and sadness.This kind of weird feeling didn't make other people feel weird. They didn't know why they were sad, but they just thought of many sad past events, and they couldn't help but feel sad...

At this time, Bauhinia Qiangwei, who is usually active and lively, is also crying like a princess, without any image of a princess.Not to mention Wan Jiang Yiyi, a girl with a gentle personality. She was holding Gong Yu and Gong Xue's two little lolitas, and she was crying silently while looking at Wu Huang.

And the two little lolitas even thought of their past, those days of wandering, and those days when they had suffered countless stares.The two little girls kept their mouths flat, tears and snot flowing...

And Wu Huang himself was immersed in his past, and many of those pasts were also unpleasant ones.When he thought of the incident that made his fate take a turn, falling from the clouds to the trough, when he thought of his parents being far away in a foreign country and unable to return, the sadness in his heart gradually turned into a killing intent.

bass--

The strings snapped, and a powerful murderous intent burst out from the knife body. For a moment, the sadness disappeared and turned into a murderous aura.Immediately, murderous intent rushed to the night...

Turn grief into a power, the power to kill!

At this time, all the talents came back to their senses one after another, looking at the man wielding a long knife, every knife seemed random, but it was full of killing intent, which made them secretly startled.Quietly asked his companion, "What happened just now? Why did you cry so well, a man bleeds and doesn't cry!"

"Fuck you, wipe away your tears before laughing at others!"

"I don't know what happened, it feels like everything has changed!"

"The little Earl doesn't seem to be a swordsman! Let me see why his sword is so murderous!"

"That's not a sword, that's a knife, didn't you see it's just a single edge?"

"Whether it's a knife or a sword, have you noticed that the knife gives people a terrifying feeling!"

Most of the people who talked about it were the royal knights and the slaves under Wu Huang, who were relatively silent.It may be because they have been slaves for a period of time, which made them feel a little inferior in their hearts, or it is not easy to discuss their masters face to face, anyway, they are like stones, silent.

Xiaoqin Sheng turned over his slender hands, and took out a guqin again. His slender hands danced on the strings, and an artistic conception of gold and iron horses was born.Cooperating with Wu Huang's killing intent, this artistic conception was sublimated again...

When Wu Huang's killing intent gradually subsided, and the long knife in his hand slowed down, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.Just now, the sound of Xiaoqin Sheng gave them a feeling of enthusiasm, and they wished they could mount their guns and kill him a few times on the battlefield.

However, Wu Huang, who had restrained his murderous aura, still didn't stop, as if he was reminiscing about the feeling before.

Bauhinia Qiangwei looked at the elder sister thoughtfully, and wanted to open her mouth to ask a question, but seeing the elder sister shaking her head at her, she had no choice but to swallow the words she was about to say.

Everyone didn't bother Wu Huang, but at this moment, it seemed that the saber was still a saber, but the saber technique was no longer the messy chapters before, but possessed an incredible coherence.At first glance, it looks like a mess of knives, but if you look closely, you can find that the knives are connected, like a trickling river...

If coupled with the murderous aura that rushed through the night before, this trickle of water can be like a big river...

I don't know how long it took before Wu Huang came back to his senses from the previous comprehension, and wiped the blade with some aftertaste, with joy on his face.Obviously, he has a lot of insights in his heart, even though his mind is in chaos at this moment, with thousands of threads waiting to be finalized.However, this did not hinder his complacency.

"Everyone is free, I have to think about something!" So, Wu Huang rushed up to the small hill next to him, sat on the top of the hill, and looked at the endless pulse on the other side...

"Everyone set up camp on the spot, and we won't leave today!" Mo Qianqian put away the piano and got up and said.

In half a day, they ran more than 200 micro miles. In their view, it was as easy as traveling.

"Elder sister, what's wrong with Xiaojiu?" Bauhinia Qiangwei asked a little strangely.

Mo Qianqian smiled and said: "Xiao Jiu's luck is good, unexpectedly it is difficult to comprehend the embryonic form of artistic conception like this. Compared with your sword masters, it is equivalent to comprehending the embryonic form of 'Sword Intent'. If he is a sword master , becoming a Juggernaut in the future is inevitable."

"Xiao Jiu is a magician. Could it be that she has artistic conception and can't become a holy magician?" Zijing Qiangwei was a little bit dissatisfied when she heard the tone of the elder sister.

"If you want to become a holy magician, you don't just need to comprehend it. The accumulation of strength is also a difficulty."

At this time, Wu Huang was carefully comprehending the previous psychological changes in his heart.In fact, he didn't understand why he suddenly became sad and sad, and he couldn't understand why the saber techniques he played casually were inexplicably linked together in the end.

But when I think about it now, I feel that this seems very normal. The piano sound of the elder sister has the effect of bewitching people's hearts. It is normal that I will be confused by her piano sound.It seems normal to be sad when the unpleasant memories of the past are evoked by her piano sound.And when thinking of the sad past, thinking of those enemies, murderous aura suddenly arises in the heart, turning grief into strength, which is more normal.

However, what is abnormal is why my sadness can be conveyed through the knife, why I can turn those messy knife moves into a series of knife skills when I dance... This kind of thing, in Wu Huang It seems that it is very inexplicable.

It seems to be like the so-called sudden enlightenment in Buddhism, but the difference is that Wu Huang himself is still a little ignorant!

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