On the silent dark wilderness, but I heard the sound of fierce fighting, two swords, two figures collided in the night, bringing out a little dazzling sparks, Mars reflected the appearance of the two, one eyebrow peak is cold, domineering, it is the proud disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, the most anticipated genius Ren Jiuxiao, the other has a calm face and a high-spirited posture, but it is an unknown outer disciple should fly.

Should fly like a crane, swift and fast, Ren Jiuxiao sword like a dragon, endless changes, the two chess opponents, difficult to distinguish up and down, in the blink of an eye, it has been more than a thousand rounds.

The sound of the clashing became denser and denser, and the sparks that burst out became more and more dazzling, and suddenly there was a sound of swords, and as the blades merged, a dazzling white light spread out from the place of the clash, illuminating the wilderness as bright as day.

It's not as bright as day, it's really three poles in the sun, Ying Feiyang woke up from his dream with a sigh of surprise, got up and put a basin of cold water, and applied the dark circles left by the rare sleep.

Since he easily agreed to practice the sword with a painstaking method, he has been with the sword scripture all day long, studying the sword theory every day, but he can't practice the sword theory he has learned in person, for a person who loves the sword and is obsessed with the sword, this feeling is like holding ten thousand gold but not finding a place to spend it and being starved to death, how can it not make people angry and depressed.

During the day, he wanted to use a sword but it was impossible, and when he fell asleep, these various tricks fell into a dream, in which he was no longer bound by any constraints, and he could laugh unscrupulously and let completely different sword moves appear in his hands.

He once used to cut the clouds of different shapes in the sky into neat squares by breaking through the wind and slashing the clouds, and he also went back to the primeval period to kill the ten golden crows that were raging at that time with the sword technique of shooting the sun, and once danced the Phantom Feather Dream Butterfly Sword among the flowers, and the dancer became a butterfly watching his own sword dance. Thousands of strange dreams, but they all fit the sword intent, but every time I wake up when I use the sword to the most hearty, the dream bubble of the sword move disappears in an instant, leaving only the loss of falling from the clouds and the exhaustion caused by not being able to sleep.

After packing up, Ying Feiyang stepped on the gate of the Lingxiao Sword Sect again, Xu was not distracted because of sleepiness, and he had unconsciously arrived at the sword stage in front of the hall.

Today's Imam is not an old man, but a tall and beautiful young woman, who is dressed in a girdle and is very skilled. Ying Feiyang was not only attracted to her.

The woman at this time is the spirit snake Yihe sword, it is rumored to be the seventh generation head of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, Songtao Zhenren, watching the snake and crane fight each other to understand the sword moves, the sword moves are sometimes like snakes swimming, sometimes like cranes flying, Lingyi changes, and the twists are unpredictable.

But seeing the woman's figure swimming, the long sword flying, straight like a crane chiseling, curved like a snake swimming, the mermaid and sword complement each other, lining the person more beautiful, the sword is more strange, obviously the essence of swordsmanship.

Ying Feiyang's heart admiration, and then look at the disciples in front of the hall, can't help but shake their heads, Xu is the woman who teaches swordsmanship is too beautiful, so that the disciples' minds are not on the swordsmanship at all, the spirit snake Yihe sword is a smart sword, the essence is all in the footwork and swordsmanship, the footwork is divided into snakes, cranes and two ** doors, the most light and elegant, but the steps of the disciples in the audience are dignified, occasionally a few are fast enough, and can only be counted as fast and fast, and the word "light" looks close, but it is far away.

"It's all bad. Ying Feiyang said softly to himself, and at the same time secretly doubted in his heart, he used this set of swordsmanship to fight Ren Jiuxiao in his dream, and let him bump into the professor's swordsmanship this morning, isn't this tempting him to peek.

The woman on the stage also seemed to be annoyed that the disciple was not successful, and reprimanded them a few words, so they disbanded first.

Ying Feiyang suddenly realized that he could see it in a daze, delayed the hour, and was about to hurry, when suddenly two disciples outside the hall blocked the way, and a tall man said with a fierce face: "That kid, you said that you have practiced poorly, what do you mean." ”

Ying Feiyang knew that he had lost his words, and hugged his fists and said: "It's nothing, it's just nonsense, don't blame it, senior brother." ”

A triangular-eyed disciple next to him smiled strangely: "Hey, which is your senior brother, look at your dress, but you are just an outer disciple, and you are also worthy of being called a brother and sister with us, let's say, how did you get mixed up the mountain?" The disciple shouted, and the other disciples also gathered around to join in the fun.

Ying Feiyang saw that the two of them were deliberately provocative, and took out the token given by Shangying and said: "I have the permission of Shangying real person, and I can go out of the door freely, please don't get in the way." ”

The two disciples did not relent, and said, "Master Shang allowed you to go out of the sect, but did you allow you to learn secret......ly?

The words were not finished, but he saw that there was nothing in front of him, and he had lost the trace of Ying Feiyang, but he saw that Ying Feiyang's figure moved, and even walked a few "zigzags", his steps were not slow, but he was like a leisurely stroll, bypassing the obstruction of the onlookers and disciples, and walking out of the crowd, and the footwork he used was the essence of the "snake walking" step.

When everyone returned to their senses, Ying Feiyang had left the crowd, bowed his head and walked forward, suddenly, a women's shoe appeared in front of him, although the shoes were simple, but they were fine needles and threads, exquisite workmanship, not the standard shoes of the disciples in front of the same temple, and those who could customize clothes, shoes, and hats so freely, except for the elders of the older generation, there were only personal disciples.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that the female patriarch who had just taught swords was standing in front of him with interest.

"You are Ying Feiyang mentioned by the master and the junior sister, and you really have a little understanding, come, accompany me to live two tricks. ”

Ying Feiyang remembered that Xie Lingyan had said that her senior sister Ji Mingxia became the sword sect leader at a young age, and it was expected that this person was the person, thinking that the women of Danxia Peak were not easy to deal with, Ying Feiyang did not dare to be careless, and saluted: "It turned out to be Senior Sister Ji, Senior Sister Ji has this Yaxing, she shouldn't have disobeyed, but she just had an appointment with her aunt below, and it was inconvenient to delay, so I asked Senior Sister Ji to let me go." ”

Ji Mingxia waved her hand and said, "I know that you have a secret injury, I can't use my true anger and don't bully you, so let's ......" Ji Mingxia's sword slammed to the ground, and the bricks behind her cracked, spreading a line. "If you can pass this line with your footwork, I won't stop you, it's very simple. ”

"This is not simple at all・・・・・・ with Senior Sister Ji alone, this line is like a moat. ”

Ji Mingxia's eyes sharpened: "Pushing and prevarication, there is no courage, since you can't do it, you will gouge out the eyes that peeked at me playing the sword." ”

Seeing that Ji Mingxia was messing around, Ying Feiyang was also annoyed, "Why are Danxia Peak such unreasonable women." "Said coldly, Senior Sister will be mistaken, although the moat is dangerous, but it also has the ability to flutter its wings and cross the sky." When the words fell, Ying Feiyang stepped out.

In one step, Ji Mingxia's face was condensed, but when she saw that she should fly with one leg bent, one leg tense, leaning forward, and her hands attached to her back like wings, just like a spirit crane that will not fly, which is in line with the essence of the "crane vertical" footwork in the spirit snake Yihe sword.

At a glance, it was seen that Ying Feiyang was indeed capable, Ji Mingxia lifted the sword, the sword did not come out, but the qi machine had locked the place where Ying Feiyang had to pass like a sharp arrow, and when the sword moved slightly, Ying Feiyang turned around, retreated backwards, and retreated to the node where her sword momentum turned from prosperity to decline, and then took another step towards the right front.

Ji Mingxia bit her red lip lightly, the sword deviated to the right by two points, Ying Feiyang took another step back, and then pressed forward again like a snake. If this is the case, Ying Feiyang advances and retreats, as if there is an insurmountable gap in front of him, and Ji Mingxia does not draw her sword, but just moves the position of the long sword, but she looks like she is facing a great enemy. All the disciples couldn't figure it out, but the two of them were frightened.

Ji Mingxia admired Ying Feiyang's amazing sense of sword, you need to know that she wants to draw her sword every time, but she moves the sword body a few inches, but Ying Feiyang seems to have insight into the moves she will use, and retreats in time to avoid it. Ying Feiyang praised Ji Mingxia's vision and swordsmanship are all precise and vicious, and the moves are all aimed at his footwork.

After a moment of stalemate, Ying Feiyang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stepped out, and at the same time pointed into a sword, and lightly pointed to the right and down, but Ji Mingxia's expression changed greatly, raised his sword to block, and took a step back! Seeing this situation, if it weren't for Ying Feiyang's young age, they would have thought that he was sending out an invisible sword qi to force Ji Mingxia back.

In fact, as far as Feiyang is concerned, this fight is similar to the time he fought against Gongzi Ling, but although he saw that Ji Mingxia's swordsmanship was flawed, he did not have the deterrent power of Gongzi Ling's gaze like substance, so he had to wave his fingers instead.

Ying Feiyang's footsteps did not stop taking a further step, and the sword finger also moved in a different direction, Ji Mingxia actually took another step back, and at this time, Ying Feiyang calmly took the third step, and one foot had already crossed the boundary drawn by Fang Cai.

Ji Mingxia retreated, groaned softly, the long sword in his hand came out of the sheath in response, bringing out a sword light, although Ying Feiyang always kept a distance of three steps from her, but at this moment, it was like being electrocuted, and his body fell several times, inadvertently, he showed the body of the crane longitudinal, and he actually took seven steps back, as if he wanted to avoid the sword. Although the footwork does not have to consume the true qi, it should fly so quickly and retreat, and the physical strength is already poor.

At this time, a crisp voice suddenly came, "Ying Feiyang, I'm looking for you, why are you fighting with my senior sister." ”