The night breeze stared at it slightly, but it was unhurried and pulled out sideways.

"Your sword, it's too slow. The night wind used a branch to pick Ye Qingyu's sword, and his expression was playful.

Ye Qingyu was angry by the night wind saying this, and after snorting, he turned into a stab, and a sword slashed horizontally towards the night wind, and the sword light was loud.

Seeing this, Night Wind still smiled, and the soles of her feet shimmered and moved with a star, and her figure appeared on the side of the sword again, and she pressed a branch against the tip of her sword and said, "It's still too slow, you won't be able to touch me if I don't fight back." ”

The night wind spoke again, Ye Qingyu clenched his silver teeth, and attacked with a backhand to break the wind sword, and the night wind repeated his old skills, avoided it again, and continued to speak.

……

The two of them went back and forth for a few minutes, and finally Ye Qingyu was a little discouraged, and said coquettishly: "What are you always running and fighting, do you dare to make a move against me." ”

Ye Qingyu stopped, and the night breeze smiled faintly.

"If I make a move, you will be defeated. ”

"Hmph, you're a liar, shrunken turtle. Ye Qingyu hugged his sword and said disdainfully.

The night wind was speechless about this, and raised the branch in his hand: "You want to try?"

"Try it, try it, whoever hides is the puppy. Ye Qingyu's words blocked the night wind, making the night wind shake his head and smile.

His words about the wind at night are not casual words. Say that you will lose, you will definitely lose, and there will be no suspense.

Ye Qingyu was a little excited when he saw that the night wind agreed, and immediately quickly poured his Dacheng internal strength into his sword, and for a while, because of the entry of internal strength, the hilt of the sword couldn't stop fluttering.

Ye Qingyu bears the sword, and the sword points to the night wind.

"Are you ready?" asked Ye Qingyu.

"If you are defeated, why prepare. The posture of the night wind shaking his head made Ye Qingyu eager to stab this guy who would die if he didn't pretend to be a day now.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Ye Qingyu said: "Then I'm here." ”

In a word, Ye Qingyu stabbed out with a sword again. It's just that the previous sword is not the same as this one.

Ye Qingyu struck with a sword, the sword body seemed to be invincible under the infusion of internal strength, destroying the withering and decaying, the sword roared constantly, and Ye Dingshan in the distance was secretly frightened, and estimated in his heart how sure he was that he could take over his granddaughter's sword.

Different from Ye Dingshan's nervousness in the distance, the night wind at this time saw Ye Qingyu attacking with a sword, not only did not panic, but lowered his eyes slightly.

"If you lose, you lose, your sword is too bells and whistles. The night wind whispered, provoking Ye Qingyu's sword even more fierce.

The sword light flew by, but the night wind did not react, just when Ye Qingyu hesitated to stop it, the momentum on the night wind changed suddenly.

The madness is shocking, piercing people's hearts and souls, as if it has become the embodiment of a sword, shattering the earth and breaking the heavens and immortals!

Too Xuan Sword Intent!

The true meaning of Taixuan's sword.

If it is said that Taixuan Sword Taixuan Sword Venerable has learned all his life, then Taixuan Sword Intent is the evolution of his divine soul and his will.

Proud of the world, not afraid of the sky!

As the strongest person in the starry sky of a generation, the sword intent of the Taixuan Sword Venerable created by the Taixuan Sword Venerable can be said to be extremely strong.

The sharp sword intent was vividly embodied in the night wind, Ye Qingyu was suddenly hit by this sword intent, like a mang on his back, and when his mind was lost, he subconsciously stabbed at the night wind.

Ye Qingyu's sword light was roaring, and a subconscious sword instantly stabbed into the throat of the night wind.

A sword stab, even the grandmaster will fall.

Ye Dingshan, who was in the distance, had a thunderbolt in his heart, looked at this scene with round eyes, and shouted loudly: "Qingyu, no!"

But Ye Dingshan's words were too late, and at the moment when the voice blurted out, Ye Qingyu's sword stabbed at the throat of the night wind like a shock!

Damn it!

Ye Dingshan closed his eyes, trembling slightly, and regretted in his heart why he wanted the night wind to guide Ye Qingyu, he knew that he was not good at swordsmanship, so he shouldn't be like this!

Ye Dingshan felt remorse in his heart, but he still opened his eyes and looked over there again.

I just want Qingyu to start with a little light.

Ye Dingshan muttered to himself in his heart, looking up, he couldn't believe it at the same time......

The night wind blocked the throat with a branch, and Ye Qingyu's sword couldn't get an inch!

Ye Qingyu's face was shocked when his sword was blocked, but at the same time, he was also happy.

Fortunately, the night wind blocked it, otherwise if he was injured because of his mistake, then Ye Qingyu might have fallen into despair for his kendo attainments from now on.

Night Wind didn't care, and used the wooden sword against the tip of Ye Qingyu's sword and smiled: "Are you done with your moves?"

Ye Qingyu was stunned for a moment, remembering that she had just made a bet with Night Wind to fight head-on, and immediately withdrew and retreated, unwilling to give Night Wind a chance.

Ye Qingyu retreated sharply, and the night wind didn't care, the branches danced in the air, and the leaves that fell on the ground around him were shattered.

"Do you think you ran away?"

As soon as the words came out, Ye Qingyu snorted: "I didn't run." ”

Having said that, Ye Qingyu had already run to the other end of the martial arts training ground, separated from the night wind by a wooden stake in the sandbag.

Seeing that the night breeze over there didn't speak, Ye Qingyu patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

I guess he won't be able to come for a while, right?

However, when he thought of the looming sword intent on Ye Feng's body, Ye Qingyu's heart couldn't stop beating.

Feeling a little relaxed in his heart, Ye Qingyu stared at the figure of the night wind, for fear that the night wind would come over to chase him with speed.

But the night wind didn't move, but stared at Ye Qingyu like a torch, and then replaced the sword with wood, and a sword fell.

"Taixuan a sword. ”

Taixuan sword!

This time, the Taixuan Sword is the Taixuan Sword in the true sense, and what the night wind used before was only to take the form and not contain its god.

But this time, the night wind is too Xuan's sword intent to show, and a sword falls with both form and spirit.

The sword light was three zhang long, flying out of the wooden branches visibly with the naked eye, falling into the wooden stakes and sandbags at lightning speed, and then in Ye Qingyu's unbelievable gaze, it was devastated, like entering the realm of nothing, cutting off all the things that were blocked, and finally reaching Ye Qingyu's body.

Ye Qingyu couldn't help but close his eyes when he saw that the power of a sword was like this, and his heart was blank.

However, just when Ye Qingyu closed her eyes and waited for death, the sword light went from the bottom up, cutting off a wisp of green silk from her and rushing up to the sky, disappearing.

The heart was pounding, Ye Qingyu's eyes were closed, and his body was tense, but the imaginary tearing sensation did not happen, he only felt that there was a breeze blowing on his face, and then disappeared.

There were doubts in his heart, but Ye Qingyu didn't dare to open his eyes, for fear of seeing his flesh and blood blurred body.

The night wind in the distance had already come over, and seeing Ye Qingyu's nervous expression, he couldn't help laughing: "What's the matter, are you daydreaming?"

Hearing the night wind laughing, Ye Qingyu couldn't help but slowly open his eyes, but saw the night wind holding his hands and laughing with a smile on his face.

"You, you ......" Ye Qingyu was speechless, not knowing what to say, and at this time, Ye Dingshan in the distance didn't care about any image, and the internal force was running around.

"Xiaoyou, are you okay?" Ye Dingshan said, but his eyes unconsciously looked at Ye Qingyu.

Nonsense, did that sword just now seem to have come out of someone's ability? Didn't you see that dozens of wooden stakes are still lying on the ground??

For Ye Dingshan's words, Ye Feng shook his head and walked towards the villa with his hands in his hands.

"Her talent is acceptable, but her swordsmanship is too weak, prepare some paper and ink, and I will pass on some swordsmanship to her. ”