Reincarnation of the Empress: My Brother Has the Appearance of a Great Emperor

Senior brother is a peerless sword cultivator?

There was a hint of confusion in Leng Yiyi's eyes.

It was as if he saw Su Yun's peerless independence and arrogance at his peak.

wrong!

She shook her head.

Looking back, Su Yun was still smiling, standing quietly in the distance.

"what's going on?"

Leng Yiyi was shocked.

She found that she couldn't lift the sword to Su Yun!

The sword bearer is a sword repairer.

And Jianxiu's sword is what his heart wants.

There is a thought in the heart, or anger, or killing, or learning from each other, the sword follows the heart.

Conversely, if there is no such thought in his heart, the sword in his hand will naturally not be able to pierce.

At this moment, Leng Yiyi looked at Su Yun and couldn't even think of stabbing the sword.

"Brother, I..."

"Did you forget what I said?"

"If you are a swordsman, you must have a sword in your heart. If you have a sword in your heart, everything can be a sword. Don't focus on the sword in your hand."

"Before you take out your sword, ask your heart."

"Ask your heart..."

Leng Yiyi murmured in his mouth.

The sword follows the heart.

She put down the sword that was raised in the air, and then closed her eyes.

Did you realize this?

Su Yun was speechless.

He still has a lot of 'hard truths' to say.

Indeed a monster.

Seeing Leng Yiyi falling into comprehension, Su Yun waited with an axe in hand.

an hour.

two hours.

The night is getting darker.

In the distance, Liu Jiu'er, who noticed the situation here, watched curiously.

"What the hell are you doing, brother?"

She is not Leng Yiyi, and she does not have the mood that she felt when she first faced Su Yun.

But looking at Leng Yiyi's epiphany, it was obvious that Su Yun had done something.

was thinking.

A sword cry resounded.

Clang! ——

Leng Yiyi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were as calm as water, without joy or sadness, without him or me!

I have no mood!

At this moment, the long sword in his hand slanted.

Reflecting the faint moonlight, it exudes a dazzling cold light!

"Brother."

Leng Yiyi's voice was cold.

"bring it on."

Su Yun laughed loudly.

Ding! ——

The moment he raised his hand, Leng Yiyi's sword tip was already stabbed.

The swords and axes collided, making a crisp sound, and swayed around.

Liu Jiu'er was immediately surprised.

This...