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If the other party used a large lid to pin your entire body onto the ground, just like how a blade would do, it would cause the heaven and earth to come crashing down towards you. If you randomly attacked like a headless fly, the effect would be miniscule, but if you used a lower lid to gather all of your strength at one point, it might cause the opponent's attack to instantly dissipate.

The thrust of the sword was to condense all of his mystical Qi on the two sides of the sword, using the rotational force of his wrist to accelerate the rotation of the sword in his hand, in order to drive the momentum of the world.

Backstab was used to prevent sneak attacks. He transferred his strength from the blade of the sword to the tip of the sword, forming a counterattack force.

With the previous lesson, Qin Rufeng did not immediately pick up the Nine Divine Sword Technique and begin to practice according to the contents described above. Instead, he repeatedly tried to figure out the most exquisite part of the description while analyzing it in his heart.

The first method was to not seriously analyze the essence of the technique, resulting in his first failure. What was written was, after all, the description in the book, and there was still a huge gap between it and his actual self.

Only by finding the essence of this technique and combining it with his own understanding of the sword would he be able to reach the Small Success Realm.

Furthermore, the content of this second move was very complicated. It could be said that it was a branch derived from a sharp sword and had many different moves. Thus, Qin Rufeng had to seriously analyze them before he would start practicing.

Because of his first failure, he had to use a total of eight pills to restore his body to its peak condition. Because of his first failure, he had to use eight pills to restore his body to its peak condition.

Medicinal pills could recover the mystical Qi of one's own body, and one could even recover one's own fatigue. However, it would not be as obvious to one's mind and spirit. Furthermore, once Qin Rufeng entered the treasury grounds of the Ancient Xuanming Desolate Lands, he would have to face numerous attacks from ferocious beasts and continuously engage in battle.

He did not have enough time to recover his spirit, so right now, he could not let his mind waste any more time. He needed to constantly maintain a vigilant state of mind, and he did not want to die in the mouth of a vicious beast in this life.

"Flat thorns, vertical thorns, deep thorns, upper thorns, lower thorns, oblique thorns." Qin Rufeng constantly muttered the words described in these moves.

One side of his mouth was muttering to himself while the other side was simply slashing around with his hands. He did not use any mystical Qi nor the strength of his body.

"A straight stab refers to the blade that is pointed towards the center of his palm, pointing either upwards or downwards. The blade of his sword is pointed horizontally to the sides. The entire body of the sword was thrust forward like a thin leaf, and the front end of the leaf was filled with its own profound energy, causing the entire blade of the sword to become incomparably sharp. "

Qin Rufeng chanted these words three times to himself. Suddenly, a glint of light flashed in Qin Rufeng's eyes, as he said excitedly: "The key to the first style is only one light. Then, the essence of the second style of piercing sword is one word 'sharp'."

"The profound arts of this world cannot be broken for profit." This saying was probably just right for this.

Qin Rufeng calmed his breathing, placed both of his hands on his waist, and let out a deep breath of impure air. The profound energy in his body became unperturbed in this split-second, flowing slowly like a small stream day after day in Qin Rufeng's body.

"Whoosh!" A loud sound was heard.

Qin Rufeng's sword, which was originally quiet in Qin Rufeng's hand, instantly trembled. Qin Rufeng opened his eyes at almost the exact same time as the trembling of the sword, and whispered: "Xiao Jiu, so it turns out that you also can't suppress your urge to test the might of the second style of Qin Thirteen!"

Then, a cold light flashed.

At this moment, the tip of the sword was slanted in front of him, and the hilt was then lifted high above his head by Qin Rufeng's right hand.

Although the entire sword seemed to be in a low front and high back state, giving people a 'slanted' feeling, if one looked carefully, one would realize that although the entire sword's trend was to be slanted, the two sides of the sword's blade were incomparably smooth.

The edges of the swords on both sides shone with a cold light as they illuminated the surroundings. It was as if the sword Qi would injure anyone who was not far away from the sword.

However, the profound energy in Qin Rufeng's body did not move at all. He did not seem to want to mobilize it at all, as if this was just a simple sword attack from Qin Rufeng.

This was because in the next second, the Xuan Qi within Qin Rufeng's body that was initially like a calm stream instantly swelled up, as if a docile little kitten had turned into a man-eating tiger in an instant.

The profound energy within Qin Rufeng's body did not stop at all, as it all flowed into the Nine Divine Palace Sword Technique through Qin Rufeng's hands. The profound energy within the Nine Divine Palace Sword Technique instantly reached a state of abundance.

Sufficient profound energy continuously circulated within the Nine Divine Palace Sword, causing the cold glints around the blade to become even more obvious, as a sharp "energy" continuously circulated around the sword.

Qin Rufeng smiled faintly. In the next instant, all the energy in his body exploded out. The enormous energy that had been accumulated in his legs instantly erupted under Qin Rufeng's deliberate push.

If one could see the meridians in Qin Rufeng's legs at this time, then they would see two violent waves of air erupting in his meridians. In the blink of an eye, all of the power in Qin Rufeng's lower body crashed into the meridians at his waist, continuing to push the energy in the meridians at his waist upwards.

This series of actions might sound like a long time, but in reality, it was just moving at a speed as fast as lightning.

The strength from his waist, accompanied by the strength from his legs, reached Qin Rufeng's arms in an instant. The thick muscles on Qin Rufeng's shoulders were slightly bulged by the powerful energy waves produced by his body in an instant.

The terrifying power that reached Qin Rufeng's shoulders did not stop there. Instead, it went along Qin Rufeng's biceps and gathered all the power from the bottom to the top into his right arm, which was holding the sword.