The Ye family's ancient swordsmanship is constantly carried forward on the basis of Ye Tianheng's learning and improvement, and Ye Ziyu is after learning the swordsmanship, he will improve it on the basis of his father, and then create his own swordsmanship.

The Bagua Sword Formation is actually based on the Yin and Yang Bagua Sword Technique, using the strength of the body and a new understanding of the sword technique to create a sword formation.

The Bagua Sword Formation uses the impact caused by the strength to attack, and the strength in Ye Ziyu's realm cannot hurt people, and must be assisted by tools, such as hands and legs, and then such as the sword in the hand and other tangible things. The Bagua Sword Formation is just to make up for the shortcomings caused by his lack of strength.

Without a sword, everything around you can be used as a sword.

As long as you instill energy in any object, it can become a weapon for killing. This kind of move is a practice that Ye Ziyu suddenly realized after going through a lot of hardships in the past five years.

It was dense, like a net laid down by the heavens and the earth, enveloping the vital points of Ye Tianheng's whole body. As long as he was hit by anything, Ye Tianheng would pay a heavy price.

The two men, who were fully engaged in the battle, were not in the slightest aware that there was anyone else's existence, and where they could not see, there were eight eyes, or four pairs of eyes, staring at them.

It's not because the sword god is not very vigilant, but because these guys are perverts of the same level. In terms of cultivation, they are even higher than the sword god Ye Tianheng.

"The Ye family's martial arts have improved a lot, and it seems that he has indeed gained a lot in the past five years."

"The qi array condensed with the strength of the whole body is a bit interesting, our Ye family is really full of talents."

"Big brother, second brother, don't be too happy too early. This kid is too young, and he only has so much energy in his body, and this is a suicidal attack. If the person standing opposite him was not his father, the Sword God, but his opponent, wouldn't this kid's life be in danger? ”

"Don't talk any more, we're just bystanders. Watch. ”

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Ye Tianheng's eyes glowed with a strange look.

Wonderful, really wonderful!

Without the slightest use of external force, he just used his own strength to include everything around him that could be used to attack. Using the interaction between air and wind, coupled with controlling one's own strength to attack people, is indeed a bit unavoidable.

The Bagua Sword Formation was finally set up, and Ye Ziyu pushed forward with both hands. Countless weapons struck Ye Tianheng, who was three meters away from him, with the sound of whirring wind, as if they were going to cut him with a thousand knives.

Ye Tianheng put his hands behind his back, his body straightened up, and his face was still not salty.

It's a feeling of holding everything in his hands, so light and light, as if there is nothing in the world that can make him nervous.

I didn't see Ye Tianheng make any movements, but there was dust one meter away from his feet. It is like a boulder falling from a high altitude to the surface of the lake, in addition to the huge "plop" sound, it is a spectacular scene of water splashing in all directions.

However, an even more spectacular scene appeared, Ye Tianheng's whole body was shrouded in strength, and he completely relied on his own strength to twist into a giant sword, a sword that seemed to be inserted from the clouds to the ground.

Syllable.

It was as if nothing had happened, so peaceful.

And at this time, all the weapons mobilized by Ye Ziyu also disappeared, and Ye Tianheng's body became real again.

Ye Ziyu lamented in his heart, originally thinking that even if he couldn't defeat his father with this gossip sword array, he would be able to be hurt by it. But he didn't expect that the moves he was proud of, his hard work in the past five years had no effect in front of him, and it was so vulnerable.

This is like you want to compare a person, you work hard, hard and serious, when you feel that you are already very good, and you are complacent about it, but you have no opinion and find that the other party is better than you. The gap between you has not narrowed, but has widened. That feeling of powerlessness and deep frustration can drive people crazy.

Father is worthy of being a master who has reached the divine realm, people are swords, and swords are people.

There is no place in the body that is a sword, and there is no place where there is not a sword.

The sword is one, and the sword qi is the method of attack and the art of self-defense. Killing people is invisible, and defense is like a golden cover.

The sword god really lives up to his name!

"It's always you who attack me and defend, so you take my move too."

Ye Ziyu's lips squirmed a few times, but he still didn't say anything after all.

As soon as Ye Tianheng's words stopped, the weapons that Ye Ziyu used to attack him just now instantly stabbed towards Ye Ziyu at an even more rapid speed.

For Ye Tianheng to break Ye Ziyu's gossip sword formation without much effort, it was not surprising that the four people in the corner. The sword god is a strong old monster, and it would be strange if he was injured by the sword formation. But for the same trick, how Ye Ziyu should take this trick is the most concerned question for the four of them.

Ye Ziyu showed his flexibility beyond the limits of human beings, and he was stunned to escape Ye Tianheng's attack with this move. Although his clothes were in tatters by this time, at least there were no major wounds.

Ye Ziyu's eyes looked straight at his father, this god-like man.

For his father's fierce counterattack, he didn't have the slightest resentment in his heart. If you don't escape, your life will be in danger. Even though he dodged, he was slightly injured.

Maybe he still sees himself as his son in the process of playing against himself. But in the process of fighting him, he regarded him as his opponent, even an enemy of life and death.

To be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself, and this is what my father taught me.

Death and injury are inevitable. Even if that person is your own relative, someone you respect. Once they fight, they will go all out. Every move he made just now was aimed at stabbing him in the chest, and he was decisive in killing, without dragging his feet at all.

Ye Ziyu did this to let his father see his progress in the past few years, and going all out was also a sign of respect for an opponent. But Ye Tianheng is different, he will not bury killing opportunities for his son everywhere.

Behind every killing machine is to make him understand a truth, the emergence of a new move, and you must also think of how to deal with it. How many masters in the world have not all died in the end under their own moves. The biggest opponent is never the enemy, but yourself.

Ye Tianheng may not be a good father, but he is a good teacher. He rarely speaks and always uses practical actions to explain his opinions, and then slowly instills in his son, so that he can learn to feel and reflect.

"Yes, you have indeed grown a lot in the past five years."

Ye Ziyu had a smile on his face, and he was just about to speak, but Ye Tianheng had already turned around and left.

Father's words are still not much, but today he praised himself for the first time.

For many years, my father never seemed to boast about himself. No matter how hard he tries, he is still so bad in his eyes. But today he actually praised himself, and Ye Ziyu instantly felt that the five years of suffering were not in vain.

Five years of hard work is just to get a person's approval, and it may be regarded as a joke by others when it is said, but it is really a true portrayal of yourself, and you enjoy it.

Even though Ye Ziyu's father, Ye Tianheng, didn't say much else, he had already taught Ye Ziyu how to deal with his gossip sword formation with his actions. The tattered clothes and some of the skin oozing blood from them made him realize that there were still certain flaws in his way of coping, and he could either improve them or think of other ways to deal with them.

Ye Ziyu bent down and picked up the fragments of the long sword scattered on the ground, it was like the little red flower in his heart, full of the mark of contentment.

Suddenly, Ye Ziyu actually remembered the person Lin Yinghao described to himself - Ye Pu. What about being able to defeat Wind Seven? What about being able to kill Frank Lee in seconds? How big a wave can an ordinary man make? Even though you seem to be very powerful in the eyes of outsiders, I have never taken you seriously.

By the way, I should also ask the uncle why he was not held responsible? There is no one who dares to hurt Ye Zichen and is still alive and sound.