"Today, I will use the wind and clouds to cover the power of Jiuyang Tianwei!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar again, the Wind Breaking Cloud Sword Duel is the lowest sword technique of Ling Xiao Sword Dao, because the moves are simple, the changes are superficial, and there is no need for true yuan skills, at least half of the disciples in the door practice The first sword technique is it, in terms of power changes, it is not much different from the Jiuyang Haotian Sword Duel of the Six Great Towns Sect Sword Duel. If it weren't for the fact that Ying Feiyang's wild words had become a fact, now I don't know how many people would have scolded him for blowing nonsense, Rao is like this, and all the disciples in the audience are still talking about it, unbelievable.

Qingyi Daoist was calm, nodded indifferently and said, "Then let's do our best." ”

Ying Feiyang saw that he answered plainly, only felt that he was looked down upon, and his heart was annoyed, and then he started to move the sword to raise the wind and clouds, and in an instant, the sword qi burst out like the wind, and the sword light shrouded like a cloud, it was already a cloud and clouds intertwined, Ming Ye was about to take the move, and suddenly after the wind and clouds were dense, it was thunder and lightning, and the sword light was like a long lightning bolt, and the thunder and lightning flashed like a dazzling eye, Ming Ye was a point of thought, and then calmed down, and the cold meaning on the sword was already coming.

"How can it be so fast?" Ming Ye was shocked, he also knew something about the sword technique of breaking the wind and cutting the clouds, the key to the starting style "sword rising wind and clouds" was to accumulate momentum rather than racing, but Ying Feiyang could use this move as fast as electricity, although Ming Ye was shocked, but he was not flustered, and he started with a move "The rising sun - breaking the night to restore his sight", the surging qi burst out, and the rising sun flashed a wave of wind and clouds, and suddenly the ring changed very much like a sunny rain and electricity.

"Use the cold energy to urge the sword to stir up the wind and clouds, and use 'suddenly thunder on the ground'?" It is impossible for the sword to be so swift and swift in a single move, and it will come in an instant. It is clear that half of the move should be flying, so he gave up the follow-up cumbersome changes, and replaced the sword move with the starting style of a one-word shocking sword, 'suddenly thundering on the ground'.

The essence of the one-word shocking sword should be all in the four words of "only fast and not broken", and the moves must be rushed to be the first, and the starting style is naturally the same, and the momentum accumulated in the first half of the move is issued in the technique of the one-word shocking sword, and the speed is even faster by three points.

It is not uncommon for the half of the recruitment line to suddenly change its moves, but it is strange that Ying Feiyang used two completely different swordsmanship together, not only did it use it naturally, and there was no far-fetched sense at all, but it was not out of the machine, and it was more powerful than before.

But he heard Ying Feiyang say: "Good eyesight, how about this move again?" Ying Feiyang's body moved instantly, his steps moved slightly, and he actually weaved a sword net of virtual and real changes around Ming Ye's body, "It is the move of Daoyun Immortal Wind." Ming Ye recognized the move at a glance, but felt that the sword style was getting faster and faster, and the sword net was getting tighter and tighter, like being trapped in clouds and mist, which was clearly a breathless offensive, but it should be flying but making it ethereal, without a trace of urgency, like a leisurely stroll, like a fairy traveling.

"The move of 'Dao Feng Xianyun' is coupled with the sword intent of 'making the immortal road untainted'. Rare, rare. On the stage, the head of Qingyue suddenly opened his mouth and praised, his tone was actually relieved with some joy, and the elders sitting together were all stunned for a while, although the head of Qingyue was not a person who cherished words like gold, but he had always been solemn and solemn, and rarely spoke.

Only a few people who have been with the head for a long time know that his first "rare" admiration is that his two sword moves at the same time, but they can fit perfectly, and the second rare is that he praises not only the perfect sword moves, but also the sword intent complements each other, each adding style, the wind and clouds are dense to increase the power of thunder and lightning, and the wind and clouds are surrounding the ethereal state of immortals. If there is only the first sword, Qing Yue can still regard it as an accident under the coincidence of Ying Feiyang, and when he sees the second sword, he knows that this son is indeed extraordinary, and he can no longer hold it.

Under the stage, Ming Ye was surrounded by sword light, impatient, violently raised the yuan, and exuded a brilliant light around his body, in an instant, the flame stream erupted, breaking through the surrounding sword net, Ming Ye took the opportunity to jump into the air, wrapped in the flame light, the whole person was like a sun, and then, the flame flow was like the sun shining all over the world, and the wisps were sprinkled down. It is the Jiuyang Haotian Sword Decisive "The Sun is in the Sky - Shines Thousands of Miles". Unlike the previous sword qi, which was grand and majestic, and the power was incomprehensible, this time the sword qi was thin and dense, but it was also more difficult to prevent.

Seeing the power of this move, Xie Lingyan, who was watching the battle, interlocked his ten fingers nervously, and his joints were pale, but in an instant, the worry on his face dissipated, he was excited and admired, and shouted without a ladylike demeanor, "Good swordsmanship!"

But seeing that Ying Feiyang once again absorbed the qi into the body, inhaled the flame qi that was emitted when Ming Ye shook the sword net into his body, and then swung his sword and pointed at the sky, suddenly slashing several circles, from slow to fast, ring and set, but the qi was coherent and lined, and the cold light at the beginning of the sword light was full of sleeves, like a sparkling water. There is a pool of deep blue waves and cold pools overhead. The high temperature on the field dropped suddenly, and there was a sense of coolness after the rain, and the dense and sharp flame fell on the cold pool, but it only turned into a filament of autumn rain, leaving a little ripple on the "cold pool".

Miao Miao on the side was even more fascinated by it, and muttered: "This time it's the 'Autumn Wind Muyun' that fuses the 'Autumn Rain Washing Pool' with the three thousand swords of weak water, I didn't expect that the ordinary move in my hands could be used so beautifully by him......"

Ming Ye was ignorant of the exclamation, turned around, and fell straight down from the air, this call was "The sunset is falling in the west - the red glow is dyed". The heat of the heat is a little less, but the strength is more condensed and vigorous, the male power is shrouded in the sky, and the people have not yet fallen into the ring, but the strong wind has been pressed to fly and there is nowhere to dodge.

But seeing Ying Feiyang shaking the sword into silk, the sword qi was soft and slender, but it was difficult to resist the pressure of the sunset, and it was scattered when touched, Ying Feiyang was not flustered, and continued to shake the sword unhurriedly, and the sword qi was immediately like a wicker spitting out new, it was endless, endless, and finally at the moment when the sword blade was approaching, Ming Ye's body shook, and the sword blade was taken crooked by Ying Feiyang, and he cut straight into the ground.

"Good move!" This time it was not the disciple who had already been fooled, but Shang Ying, who was sitting on the side, and then glanced at the Qingyi Daoist demonstratively, and the Qingyi Daoist was instantly covered with dark clouds.

In the crowd, Zhang Liu's face turned pale, shook his head and said with a miserable smile: "The spring willow that used the technique of light wind and soft clouds to use the willow wind sword technique is alive, seeing this wonderful change move, what face do you want me to use the willow wind sword technique in the future." ”

The two sides are one positive and one strange, they are already intersecting lilies, it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser, and it is still Ming Ye's majesty, which has the upper hand, but most of the cheers fall on Ying Feiyang's body, in the eyes of the disciples, although Jiuyang Hao's naïve trick is exquisite and exquisite, but as one of the six sword tricks of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, it is natural to have this power.

And Ying Feiyang used a set of mediocre Wind Breaking Cloud Swords, but most of the swordsmanship in the door was redundant, and it turned into magic in his hands. Whenever Ying Feiyang used the swordsmanship they were familiar with, they didn't feel that they substituted themselves into Ying Feiyang's perspective, as if they were using their own familiar swordsmanship to fight against Jiuyang Hao's naïve trick, and their hearts naturally gave birth to the joy of hating the same enemy.

But the happiest thing in his heart is still Ying Feiyang, every time the sword strikes, the flame energy flows upstreams along the tendons and veins in his hand, but this flame flow is like a candle flame that blows out compared to the frenzy of a wild horse in his heart.

The stronger the enemy, the more excited Ying Feiyang was to fight, and the more powerful and vast the Jiuyang Haotian Divine Technique, the more strange moves he had.

Ying Feiyang continued to integrate other sword moves into the Wind Breaking Cloud Sword, deriving new changes, some of the moves he didn't even think about before he used them, but he felt that these sword moves had been practiced by him thousands of times, but they were forgotten in the depths of his mind, and now the dusty memory box was opened, these strange moves were like fighting to see the light of day again, scrambling to be the first in his hands, the more he fought, the more hearty he felt.

Seeing that the two had been fighting fiercely from morning to almost noon, Qingyi Zhenren couldn't bear it anymore, and raised his voice: "Ming Ye, don't fight with him anymore, use sword qi!"

ps: There is another chapter in the evening