Chapter 663: Qingfeng Swordsmanship
The two of them, who were just about to leave the cave, heard a voice coming from behind them, and they quickly looked back and began to look around for the person who spoke, but the voice just now seemed to be coming from all directions, making it impossible for them to distinguish the specific location of the other party.
"Hmph, two rude juniors, they fought and killed people at my residence, leaving a pool of blood and leaving this place, it's really rude!"
The voice was full of anger again, making Yang Yifan and Xu Ling'er look at each other, this time Yang Yifan did not continue to look, but arched his hand in front and said: "Senior, I don't know if this is the residence of my senior, how offensive, please bear with me." ”
When Yang Yifan finished speaking, an old man in a white robe walked out of the corner of the cave, he had white hair, walked slowly with his hands on his back, his face was wrinkled, he was not young, he looked like he was seventy or eighty years old, but he walked briskly and powerfully, not like an old man at all, but like a young and strong young man.
After walking out, his sharp eyes looked at Yang Yifan and the others for a moment, and said lightly: "Don't say that those who don't know are not guilty, you broke into my residence, and even stole the medicinal materials I planted, don't you see that I, an old man, am I a bully?" ”
Yang Yifan didn't think that the old man in front of him was easy to bully, because this cave was not naturally formed, it must have been done by manpower, and the person who could create this kind of magical treasure land must not be a weak person, the strength of the other party was really unfathomable, and Yang Yifan couldn't detect what realm the other party's strength was.
And the breath on the other party's body was flat, just like an ordinary person, which made Yang Yifan secretly frightened, what is the strength of the old man in front of him, and why can the breath on his body be so clean and thorough, that people can't detect it.
This old man has a straight body, his eyes are extremely sharp, as if a sword is standing not far away, and the sharp aura makes people feel a sense of oppression, to say that such a person is an ordinary person, even a fool will not believe it.
The next moment, Yang Yifan arched his hand again and said: "Senior, I think this is a treasure land that has been abandoned, these medicinal materials are also grown naturally, I really don't know that they were carefully planted by my predecessors, please forgive my predecessors." ”
"Stinky boy." The old man scolded a little unhappily: "Do you know what the black grass you picked up has done? ”
Yang Yifan nodded and said, "I know, it's called Soul Grass, and it has the effect of enhancing the soul of the device." ”
"Oh?" The old man's eyes became much stranger when he looked at Yang Yifan, and he nodded lightly and said, "You are right, these soul grasses are all used by me to forge swords, you take them all away for me, how can I forge swords?" Give it back to me. ”
Yang Yifan wanted to cry without tears and said: "Senior, I was in danger of my life just now, so I used the soul grass to forge my soul in desperation, and now the soul grass has long been used, how can you let me change it for you." ”
"Fart." The old man scolded: "You are a junior at the seventh level of the Qi refining period, how can you have a magic weapon, do you know that only a magic weapon can have a magic soul, the old man has practiced swords all his life, and he only uses a sword in this life, and he has not forged it into a magic weapon." ”
"Really." Yang Yifan explained.
"Okay, you take out the magic weapon and let the old man open his eyes, if it's true, then these soul grasses will be given to you, if you can't take out the magic weapon, I will let your head fall to the ground." After saying this, the old man stretched out his hand and waved, and suddenly the cave shook.
A white sword burst out of the wall and quickly flew into the old man's hand.
When the old man who got the sword, the fierce aura on his body was even worse, and the terrifying coercion was completely released at this moment, and the oppressed Yang Yifan and Xu Ling'er were a little out of breath, which made Yang Yifan quickly take out the Soul Divine Sword and said: "Senior, this is my weapon, please take a look." ”
Taking the Soul Divine Sword thrown by Yang Yifan, the old man looked at it for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, he could clearly feel the existence of the soul, and his face was full of incredulity, he never thought that this junior really had a magic weapon.
Magic weapons! This is the goal that the old man has been working hard all his life, and when he saw it today, he was very envious, and couldn't help but say: "Good sword, good sword!" ”
"Where did you get this weapon?" The old man returned the sword to Yang Yifan and asked with a restrained breath.
Without coercion, Yang Yifan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Senior, this is what I got by chance,
The old man stared at the Imperial Soul Divine Sword, and said with envy on his face: "The old man has lived for one hundred and twenty years, from the age of three to learn the sword with the master, to walk the rivers and lakes at the age of twenty, to live in seclusion here at the age of forty, all his life to practice the sword, but he has not forged this sword into a magic weapon, regret and regret!" ”
After finishing speaking, the old man glanced down at the weapon in his hand, and couldn't help but say, "My greatest wish in this life is to use magic weapons to display the swordsmanship that I have studied all my life. ”
Hearing this, Yang Yifan hurriedly offered the Soul Divine Sword with both hands, and said, "Senior, if you don't mind, you can use my weapon to perform your swordsmanship, and my friend and I can go outside and wait." ”
"Hahaha." The old man was happy, he took the Imperial Soul Sword, and said with a smile: "The old man has lived in seclusion here for more than 80 years, and no one has spoken to me to talk to me. ”
Now Yang Yifan wants to learn swordsmanship the most, although he can't learn the swordsmanship of his predecessors, but it's still good to see it, Yang Yifan immediately said: "It's an honor for juniors to be able to watch their seniors practice swords." ”
The old man nodded lightly and said lightly: "The old man's name is Yun Qingfeng, and the swordsmanship that I have practiced all my life is called Qingfeng Swordsmanship, there are three styles in total, the first style: the sword follows the wind." ”
After saying this, Yun Qingfeng stretched out his hand and swung his sword, and when he danced the sword, a wisp of wind blew, and suddenly the dust flew, and the sword qi immediately diffused out, and the Imperial Soul Sword in Yun Qingfeng's hand floated in the air like a breeze.
It seems to be light and weak, but when I feel it carefully, I find that the air is full of sword energy, and all the sword energy is hidden in the breeze, soft and powerful, Yang Yifan who saw it was directly stunned, this swordsmanship is really elegant, so handsome that he has no friends.
Just like the name of this move, the sword goes with the wind!
"Second Form: Wind Remnant Sword Shadow!"
As soon as this move came out, the breeze disappeared, and then the sword shadow in the sky covered the sky, the sword light flickered, and in an instant, hundreds of sword marks appeared on the wall, dense, and people couldn't help but gasp.
This speed is simply fast to a certain level, and if you fight, you can instantly cut people into hundreds of pieces without bloodshed.
"The Third Form: The Wind and the Clouds."
Yun Qingfeng, who was originally like a breeze swaying in the air, disappeared into the air in an instant, and one after another sword qi fell as scheduled, instantly forming a sword qi tornado, and the stones wrapped in the tornado instantly turned into crumbs, Yang Yifan and Xu Ling'er on the side were forced to retreat a few steps by the sharp sword qi, and looked at the sword qi tornado not far away with an incredible face, and a deep envy could be seen in his eyes.
(End of chapter)