Ye Tianheng stood in a clearing in the middle of the garden with short hair and a long robe.

The Ye family's old mansion was originally relatively large, which made the area of the garden quite objective. At this time, although the harsh winter has just passed, and the early spring season has not yet arrived, the garden is still dark green, and of course there are many flowers quietly blooming.

The breeze blew gently, and the hem of the white robe danced with the wind, and Ye Tianheng, who was already slender and straight, actually gave people a sense of freedom and independence like a fairy bone Taoist at this time.

Ye Ziyu, who was dressed in black to practice kung fu, held a long sword in his hand, and quietly appeared behind Ye Tianheng. Today is the day he agreed with his father, can the harvest and insights of the past five years be recognized by his father?

"You're here." Ye Tianheng's voice came.

"Yes, father."

"Ready? Let me take a good look at what you have learned in the past five years. Ye Tianheng turned around and looked directly at his son Ye Ziyu.

Ye Ziyu was slightly stunned, he was surprised to find that his father's face was already empty and real at this time. In the past five years, he has been improving, and his father, a super powerhouse who has reached the god realm, is also improving. Ye Ziyu understood that the reason for this situation was because his father's strength was close to bursting, reaching the realm of the unity of man and god.

"Yes, father." Ye Ziyu bowed his head slightly.

With a "cang", the sword was unsheathed, and Ye Ziyu stepped on a strange step and rushed towards Ye Tianheng with a long sword in his hand.

In the past five years, Ye Ziyu has never touched a sword. But just because he hasn't touched a sword doesn't mean that his swordsmanship hasn't improved. He got his father's guidance, and he didn't touch the sword in order to achieve the realm of forgetting the sword. Although I haven't practiced swords, I have a sword in my heart.

The sword is natural, and it begins with peace. Do what you want, no desire, no desire.

When Ye Ziyu accepted the challenge of others five years ago, although he held a long sword in his hand, he rarely drew his sword, at least he did not draw his sword to attack each other at the beginning. The others basically did not have the ability to force him to use his sword, and not drawing the sword was equivalent to hiding what he was best at.

But in the face of his father, Ye Ziyu had to give 200% of his energy. When he saw his father, he felt like he couldn't make a move. The inability to make a move was not because he forgot how to make a move, but because Ye Tianheng hid all the flaws that he would expose or could be exposed and became impeccable.

Father is a respectable and serious person, he must draw his sword and show his housekeeping skills, so that he will have some confidence.

Ye Ziyu stabbed straight at Ye Tianheng without any fancy movements. Where the sword fell, there was not the slightest sound.

The first fist and the back leg are grappled, and the small ones can be used to enter the weapon.

When Ye Ziyu held the sword for the first time, it was the sound of "ho ho", which became a "hoo hoo" sound as the swordsmanship continued to improve. When he left five years ago, the sword he swung out was a "whoosh" sound with a hint of sword energy that was indistinguishable to the naked eye. And now, five years later, his sword has reached the point where it is silent. Within five years, no one has pointed out but it has reached this point, and I have to say that Ye Ziyu does have his own talent and attainments in swordsmanship.

A trace of surprise crossed Ye Tianheng's eyes. Ye Ziyu's swordsmanship does not have the so-called one sword and seven flowers, nor does it have a sharp sword shadow full of flowers and rain, but simply a straight stab. However, the head of his sword was pointed at the midline of his body, gently tilting left to right or up and down a little, and the stabbing position was his own vital point.

There is no so-called sword flower, but it can easily create a sword flower in the sky; There is no so-called sharp sword shadow, but the whole world is full of his sword shadow.

There are no tricks to win, and the most concise and the most home-to-basics moves can often change endlessly, and in the most unexpected places, surprise them, so as to achieve the purpose of hitting the opponent hard.

Something unexpected happened, and the long sword in Ye Ziyu's hand stabbed straight into Ye Tianheng's chest. There was no sound of clothes breaking, no "pop" of sharp objects entering the flesh, and no scenes of blood backflowing.

Not stingy? Ye Ziyu was shocked. Almost without the slightest hesitation, he shook his wrist slightly, and the head of the sword changed direction very strangely, and the straight stabbing technique became an oblique style.

In fact, it wasn't that Ye Ziyu didn't stab, but that he stabbed Ye Tianheng's phantom. However, after Ye Ziyu's move, the position where the sword head pointed directly was the place where Ye Tianheng's deity appeared.

There was no prediction in advance, let alone seeing which one was the deity and which one was the phantom, and it all relied on the on-the-spot play and timely adaptability. Rather, it's an instinct.

This time, Ye Tianheng didn't dodge, he lightly stretched out his slender and powerful hand, and grabbed the long sword in Ye Ziyu's hand with his fingers.

Originally, because the sword attack position was suddenly changed when the body was rushing rapidly, and because it was in a hurry, the way of exerting force was a little awkward.

Ye Tianheng's two fingers were too strong and too stable, and they forcibly blocked the force coming from the sword. The body of the long sword became a little shaky, and in an instant, a strong force struck at the wrist, and Ye Ziyu was shocked. Instead of being stupid enough to use his strength to fight against it again, he chose the move of unloading.

I saw that Ye Ziyu's right hand was spread out instantly, leaving only the palm position tightly touching the hilt of the sword. The palm of the hand rotates around the hilt of the sword, turning into a backhand grip. This sudden change in sword grip not only immediately unloaded the majestic force, but also was suitable for the attack at this time.

With his right hand, he stabbed the sword to the right, while his left hand thrust the hilt with all his strength. Even though Ye Tianheng's finger strength was amazing, he was gradually at a disadvantage under Ye Ziyu's full strength. The head of the sword slowly passed through his fingers, getting closer and closer to his chest.

A trace of excitement flashed in Ye Ziyu's eyes, and he couldn't bear it, and he pressed all the strength of his body, striving to defeat the enemy quickly.

The shape in front of him was so urgent, but there was no trace of nervousness on Ye Tianheng's face.

Clang! The long sword in Ye Ziyu's hand was broken into two, and the head of the sword was sandwiched between Ye Tianheng's fingers, while the other part was still in his hand.

The sudden change made Ye Ziyu almost fall to the ground. If he fell to the ground, let alone let Ye Tianheng disappoint, even Ye Ziyu would not forgive himself. The right leg stabbed into the ground like a spear, causing the body to miraculously freeze in an instant.

Holding the sword that was half short in his hand and pierced Ye Tianheng's chest again, Ye Tianheng's body swept backwards.

Ye Ziyu refused to give up, holding the short sword and attacking his father again. The fierce energy rolled up the leaves and dust on the ground. Dancing all over the sky, adding color to the exciting fights at the moment.

Wow.

Ye Tianheng's figure disappeared in an instant.

Ye Ziyu's body that violated the principles of physics stopped suddenly, and while his body quickly leaned back, the short sword in his hand stabbed backwards.

Ruthless and tricky, fast as lightning.

Clang!

The short sword in Ye Ziyu's hand was split in two again.

Clang!

At this time, the short sword in Ye Ziyu's hand was only less than ten centimeters long in front of the hilt.

No matter how short the sword is, its lethality is still full. In fact, in the eyes of such a master, a straw can also kill.

Clang!

Ye Tianheng didn't move, and the sword broke again.

The sword was broken by his own master Ye Ziyu, not the so-called madness, or the so-called child's temper, seeing his father breaking his sword vigorously, he was directly annoyed, and then he broke the rest of the sword.

Ye Ziyu took a step back, and his right foot suddenly stepped out like an electric rammer, shaking the ground around him.

At the same time, the fragments of the sword that had fallen to the ground were shaken into the air, and leaves and scattered petals floated up.

Ye Ziyu's hand seemed to swing very casually in mid-air, and the steps under his feet were also moving.

However, a surprising scene occurred, the things that were shaken into the air did not seem to be gravity sensed and fell back to the ground, but floated in the air, and seemed to shake slightly.

As Ye Ziyu's body swung more and more, and the speed became faster and faster, a shape similar to a Bagua diagram appeared in front of him.

Gossip Sword Array.