Although there are many methods recorded in the moves, the old man named Zhang said without any written records, which is why he could not understand for a long time and could not even reach the first glance.

Now that I know what to do, Mo Linfeng naturally won’t say too much nonsense.

"Teacher, then if this happens, I'll try to see if it can succeed." Before he finished speaking, Mo Linfeng closed his eyes and began to operate his perception, impacting some kind of diaphragm recorded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

According to the old man named Zhang, Mo Linfeng tried to understand that when he focused all his energy, he did not deliberately think about what he would do when he attacked before, but completely regarded himself as a novice who knew nothing.

Imagine that he is now facing the danger of being inconfrontational. He wants to take action but cannot take action, as if something is bound by his hands.

Immediately, waves of gusts of wind appeared in the dantian, which immediately spread toward the body, but did not spread very casually, but had certain rules to follow.

Mo Linfeng felt the law of the movement of the gale wind, a little familiar, a little strange. The gale wind surging in the meridians in the body brought infinite pleasure to Mo Linfeng's body, as if bathed in the warm spring breeze, and there was an indescribable feeling of comfort all over his body.

If the child had not been energetic and had strong mental strength, Mo Linfeng might have closed his eyes and fell asleep at this time.

I don't know that this gale wind had been running in my body for several days, and Mo Linfeng woke up from this state, as if he was in danger now, and he was surrounded by enemies. Mo Linfeng felt that his body was full of infinite vitality, as if he could smash anything with a random move.

Now Mo Linfeng's mind was no longer the tricks of the previous attacks, but rather like a novice who knew nothing, completely like a piece of white paper.

Mo Linfeng took out the scroll again, allowing his mental power to wrap the content of the scroll. Suddenly, the content that recorded the decisive world with a sword was scattered and faint light penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, Mo Linfeng suddenly exclaimed lightly. He didn't expect that this situation would allow him to understand the real move of a sword to determine the universe at this moment.

"It turns out that you don't need to create moves by yourself, but you have to learn to give up and practice new moves again." At this time, a figure appeared in Mo Linfeng's sea of ​​consciousness.

The white clothes were black, and the clothes were all elegant, neither tied nor tied, and slightly fluttered, facing the figure hanging in the air, just like a god coming to the world. There was a faint luster flowing on his skin, and a thousand kinds of glass light flashed in his eyes.

His appearance is like a painting, so beautiful that he is not as good as a real person at all. This appearance and this kind of charm have completely surpassed everything.

Suddenly the figure danced the sword in his hand without warning. The sword was like a white snake spitting out the letter, hissing and breaking the wind, and walking around like a dragon, walking around the four bodies, sometimes lightning like a swallow, rising from the sword, sometimes suddenly like lightning, and falling leaves collapsed. It was a silver light that had been swallowing the blood of the Huns for thousands of miles.

The moves he used were quite familiar with, but they were not the sword moves he often used. At this time, it seemed that the figure was using several times stronger than him.

"It turns out that this move can have such powerful power. I used it so roughly before. No wonder the teacher asked me to forget all the moves. It turns out that this is the reason!"

Before Mo Linfeng could finish his words, the figure moved again.

With a swipe, the figure had already waved dozens of swords, without any fancy or extra movements, and was flashy and simple.

The changes in sword moves and sword techniques are too strange, and the moves are too complicated. Once they come out, they are like mercury leaking into the ground, and they are everywhere. Although this action is simple, it has been tempered and has become an elite among iron and steel among steel.

Mo Linfeng felt ashamed of his own. He was far from trying to do this. It was completely different from the superb sword moves displayed by this figure.

The moves used by this figure seemed to have been carefully crafted. Even a simple sword could take away thousands of power. In just a moment, a hundred moves were used.

Compared with these, Mo Linfeng is indeed quite different.

The figure showed some close-knit fighting skills, which seemed to have nothing to do with him controlling the attack, but it still had a great impact on him.

Mo Linfeng looked at these moving moves and suddenly had a great understanding. His hands began to dance with him without intuitively, but the movement was too fast and he couldn't keep up at all.

Suddenly, the voice of the old man surnamed Zhang came.

"Don't deliberately imitate the previous moves, but you should understand your new moves from those moves. One sword determines the world. What you need is simple, not cumbersome, the simpler the more powerful it is."

Mo Linfeng, who did not keep up with the light and shadow, was completely awakened by the sudden sound. He had just subconsciously thought about imitation, lacking calmness, but fortunately he was stopped in time, so he did not continue.

There is no need to deliberately imitate it, and you can understand your own moves. You need to be simple, so you don’t need any moves. Besides, he just needs control, and the more skills he has, the easier it is to have problems.

After Mo Linfeng calmed down, his heart gradually became calmer.

The figure, which was as graceful as the terrifying geese and as the dragon, became illusory as the calming heart of Mo Linfeng, practice became illusory, but the only one who was extremely easy was the sword with fewer sword moves.

Mo Linfeng's mental power has been fully developed to the extreme, controlling his perception to closely connect with the sword, quietly floating in the air without moving, suddenly a cold light flashed, and the extreme sharp edge slashed in the air.

This move did not have too many moves, just a casual sword produced such earth-shaking power.

"One sword determines the universe. This is not only the name of this move, but also every word has a meaning. First, a sword, integrating all moves into one move, thus generating huge power and achieving the effect of killing one blow."

"The second is to determine. Fix the power and merge all the strength in the whole body into this sword to achieve an unstoppable effect. Of course, the greater the power, the greater the side effects will be, the greater the final effect."

"As for Qiankun, it is to use more fancy moves based on a sword, but these moves are not added casually, but need to be attached according to your own habits. It can be said that this move is basically the simpler, the better."

As the practice continued, Mo Linfeng's understanding of this move gradually became clearer. At the same time, he also knew that the old man surnamed Zhang told him that the old man surnamed Zhang was just the understanding of the old man surnamed Zhang and did not apply to him.

Through these practices, Mo Linfeng gradually found his real trick, which lies in how gorgeous the tricks are, but in terms of practicality. As long as it can be used for attacks, it is a real killer move.
Chapter completed!