Ye Chuanluo looked at Zi Li in red clothes in front of him in amazement, his long sleeves swayed, and the green silk was open, as if dancing between the vast world and the world, majestic mountains and rivers, the five-foot long sword in his hand, the flowing water that was waved in Zi Li's hand, a free and wanton intention flowed out.

Suddenly, the sword momentum turned, and the pace under Zi Li's feet also became rapid, and the cold light of the long sword in his hand burst out, and the momentum skyrocketed in vain, and Qing Feng burst out with a fierce killing intent, and the momentum was like breaking through the clouds and the sun, and the opening and closing were like a bloodthirsty red lotus descending into the world, and a momentum of slaughtering the people in the world was pervasive.

Zuo Yichen stepped into the courtyard of the cold night, he saw such a scene, the shock in his eyes was not weaker than others, such a world-class posture, such a stunning appearance, such a proud temperament, how could there be another woman in the world who made him fall in love?

Feeling that bloodthirsty and cold killing intent, the faces of the few people present and watching were all as pale as frost, and they couldn't help but release their spiritual power to wrap themselves and resist the substantial murderous aura.

Zi Li tapped her toes, rose in the air, turned around, her long hair flew like a waterfall, her thin skirt bloomed like a cloud, and the long sword cut a dazzling arc in the air, and then closed her momentum, landing gently, silently.

All is calm.

Retracting the long sword in his hand, Zi Li looked back at the people who were amazed and shocked, smiled, walked in front of Ye Han, and threw the long sword in his hand at the other party casually, "The sword is the most common weapon, it is difficult to say that it is simple and simple, it is easy to get started, but it takes heart to learn finely, the so-called ten years of grinding a sword, if you want to achieve the unity of human sword, what you see is personal understanding." ”

"The times create people, everyone has their own personality because of various growth environments and different things they have experienced, so even if it is the same set of swordsmanship, everyone dances with different momentum, this is kendo!"

"The sword has a sword, and people naturally have humanity, everything depends on what kind of way you choose! Of course, all this is premised on the idea of becoming stronger and the heart of perseverance! ”

Zi Li said word by word, although he said it to Ye Han, but it was also said by someone in the same place, whether he can realize it depends on his personal talent.

"Sister Zi Li......" Ye Hanqian looked at the long sword in his hand, his eyes were full of thoughts, and his mind kept thinking about the picture of Zi Li's sword dance just now, one move and one style, but he could only remember eighty percent.

Knowing what Ye Han was thinking, Zi Li couldn't help but say again, "The move is not the main thing, the highest level of the unity of man and sword is the sword dance with your heart!" ”

"Sword Dance with Heart......" Ye Hanyan nodded thoughtfully, and with Zi Li's words, something seemed to flash in his mind, as if he had caught it, and he didn't seem to have caught it.

Seeing Ye Han's slightly realized look, Zi Li was also satisfied, nodded constantly, reached out and patted Ye Han's shoulder, "This green sword, just take it as a gift from me, study hard!" ”

"Give it to me?" Ye Hanqian looked at Zi Li in surprise, looked down at the long sword in his hand, his heart was full of excitement, he kept nodding, and said in a trembling voice, "Thank you, Master!" ”

The corners of Zi Li's mouth twitched slightly, she rolled her eyes helplessly, and stretched out her hand to flick it fiercely on Ye Han's smooth forehead, "Don't call me master, I don't have the habit of confiscating apprentices!" ”

"Hey...... Thank you, Sister Zili! Ye Han stretched out his hand to cover his forehead in pain, but he still looked at Zi Li with a smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, which was quite funny.

"Damn! Xiao Li, do you know what level that green sword is? Ye Muzhen looked at the green sword in Ye Han's hand, and couldn't help shouting, looking at Ye Hanqian with envy and hatred, but said to Zi Li.

"It should be an artifact!" Zi Li frowned, this green sword was also a more pleasing to the eye that she took at random in the blood bracelet space, but she really didn't pay attention to the level of this sword, but now she glanced at the fluctuations on the sword, and said casually.

"Artifact, you still know it's an artifact! Why didn't you give me an artifact? Ye Muzhen looked at the green sword in Ye Han's hand with jealousy, and looked at Zi Li's eyes like a loser, an expression of hatred that iron is not made of steel.

"Second uncle wants? But I remember that my second uncle didn't use weapons! Zi Li looked at Ye Mu Scar in confusion, a little puzzled, isn't Ye Mu Scar as used to using flames as an attack method like her? What do you want a weapon for?

"That's right!" Ye Muchen looked at Zi Li depressedly, obviously wanting to refute, but he didn't know what to say, the feeling of not being able to get out of his breath didn't suffocate him, and finally he couldn't help but want to cry and mumble without tears, "But that's an artifact!" ”

"Sister Zili is eccentric, why does Han have a gift, but I don't?" Feng Wuhan looked at the artifact that Zi Li gave to Ye Han, and he was also unhappy in his heart, so he couldn't help but walk up to Zi Li and pout.

"What do you want?" Zi Li raised her eyebrows and looked at Feng Wuhan, isn't this girl afraid of the cold night and can't be suppressed if she cultivates too high?

"Hmm...... Fans, can fans? Feng Wuhan thought about it a little and looked at Zi Li expectantly, in her heart, Zi Li has always been omnipotent, so since Zi Li asked like this, she would definitely be able to take it out.

"Fans? I remember that your brother also used a fan! Zi Li raised her eyebrows and smiled, the two brothers and sisters who were really worthy of it, could even think of the weapons they used.

"I don't want my brother's cold fan!" Feng Wuhan frowned, thinking of the jade bone fan used by Feng Mingxi, a trace of disgust crossed his eyes.

"I'll look for it!" Zi Li looked at Feng Wuhan's childish actions, a smile flashed in her eyes, and she nodded and released her soul power to rummage in the blood bracelet space.

But after a while, a water-blue light lit up, and Zi Li's hand instantly had a small and gorgeous feather fan, the fan bone was made of the fish bone of the crocodile, the crocodile fish bone was extremely strong, and more importantly, the adult crocodile fish bone was milky white all over, without a trace of flaws.

The fan surface of the feather fan is made of blue feather feathers, and the beautiful silver blue makes the whole feather fan look beautiful, especially in the sunlight refracted bursts of water blue light, making the whole feather fan look gorgeous.

"Wow, that's beautiful!" Feng Wuhan looked at the feather fan in Zi Li's hand and exclaimed, the love in his eyes that could not be concealed.

"God King Weapon, it's barely strong, take it!" Zi Li looked at the gorgeous feather fan in her hand, frowning slightly, the god king weapon, but it was good, before in the blood bracelet space, she also wanted to take it out, just because the fan was too delicate and gorgeous, it was a bit useless for her, so it was always placed in the bamboo house.