In fact, if you think about it, it is clear, although Ling Yichen has also consulted Mo Kongyuan and others, but after all, the time is too short, in contrast, in the same Great Perfection realm, Jiang Wuxian, who was born in the sect, has been exposed to it since he was a child, and his understanding and artistic conception of martial arts must be much beyond Ling Yichen, otherwise it would be impossible to fight Ye Qingyun until now.

Moreover, after all, Mo Kongyuan has been immersed in martial arts for nearly a hundred years, no matter how much he suppresses his strength, his experience and artistic conception of a hundred years cannot be suppressed, maybe it is just a simple sword intent, Ling Yichen needs to spend a lot of time to comprehend.

Ling Yichen watched the two fight with full attention, Jiang Wuxian's battle strength was on par with Ling Yichen's, and the artistic conception of the sword momentum was also easier to understand.

Gradually, Ling Yichen's mind gradually blended into it, as if he was in the middle of it, every swing of the long sword and the interweaving of sword qi brought him a deep touch.

If Ye Qingyun's sword momentum is the vast starry sky and extremely gorgeous, then Jiang Wuji's sword momentum is like a night wind passing by, seemingly invisible but everywhere. At this moment, Ling Yichen had a feeling that although they were using a sword, they had actually detached themselves from the sword itself, but had integrated it into the perception of all things in the heavens, earth, universe, and world.

This is their sword intent, but what about mine?

Unconsciously, Ling Yichen seemed to have a glimmer of understanding in his mind, which became clearer and clearer. It's like a silkworm cocoon that is about to be opened, revealing a gap, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger, just waiting for the moment when the dish comes out of the cocoon.

Neither of the two people in the battle realized that between the vast heaven and earth, an aura was quietly surging, and Ling Yichen's cold eyes bloomed with a strange charm.

Around the two of them, the sword stars became denser and denser, but Jiang Wuji's body was becoming more and more sluggish, and finally, with a muffled sound, Jiang Wuxian and his sword were slashed by Ye Qingyun's sword, and blood was dripping on his thighs.

Although his artistic conception of martial arts and swordsmanship is not bad, his strength is still one level behind the other party after all.

"What you used just now was the Qingfeng Sword Intent, I didn't expect that the Qingfeng Sword Intent, which even your eldest brother couldn't comprehend, was actually comprehended by you, but waste is waste, as a descendant of the sect, but only the strength of the Great Perfection, even if you have Qingfeng Sword Intent?" Ye Qingyun mixed the blood flowers on the sword and said disdainfully.

"What about the waste, just relying on the Great Perfection Realm, it is not the same as leaving a mark on you, and the Heavenly Star Sword Formation is nothing more than that." Jiang Wuxian said indifferently.

"What did you say!" Ye Qingyun looked down at Jiang Wuji's mocking gaze, the clothes in his lower abdomen were cut, and an oblique sword wound was pulled down obliquely, and thin beads of blood appeared. The scar was too shallow, if it weren't for Jiang Wuxian talking about it, he would hardly feel the pain.

"Without a trace, you waste, you dare to hurt me." Although the injuries were almost negligible, Ye Qingyun was furious. With the strength of his True Yuan Realm, in just one hour, he was injured under the swords of two opponents of the Great Perfection Realm one after another, including Qing Wuxi, a waste who had already become a joke of the sect, how could he bear it.

"Even a piece of waste can hurt you, so what are you?" Jiang Wuxian sneered.

"Qing Wuxi, do you really think that if you are a member of the Qingfeng Sect, I won't dare to kill you?" Ye Qingyun said with fire in his eyes.

"My name is Jiang Wuxian, and I have nothing to do with Qingfeng Sect." Jiang Wuxian said with a cold expression.