Da-da-da-da

Ye Tianfeng walked slowly towards the middle-aged man, and Xiao Hei also looked ahead in fear.

The middle-aged man in green shirt led Ye Tianfeng into the door and waved his hand lightly.

boom

The door of the room suddenly closed shut.

And the middle-aged man in the green shirt also turned his eyes to look behind him at the same time.

But Ye Tianfeng didn't react much, just looked at the middle-aged man in green shirt in front of him honestly.

"Xiaoyou is not afraid?"

The middle-aged man looked approving, and asked softly.

Ye Tianfeng looked at the middle-aged man and said, "The seniors are in green shirts, so naturally they won't harm a hairy boy!"

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Tianfeng with a smile, and said with a meaningful smile: "Hairy boy, I can't see it!"

shout

The middle-aged man sat cross-legged opposite Ye Tianfeng, and with a slight gesture of his hand, a tea set suddenly flew over.

Click

Gently open the teacup, and gently wash the teacup, fill the tea, pour water, and make a fire............

Under Ye Tianfeng's gaze, the middle-aged man seemed to have a series of ordinary and impermanent movements, but there was a faint sense of turbulent sword momentum.

"Seniors also learn swords?"

Feeling the faintly exposed momentum of the middle-aged man, Ye Tianfeng finally couldn't help but speak.

The middle-aged man in the green shirt once again lightly, looked up at Ye Tianfeng and said, "Xiaoyou also cultivates swordsmanship?"

Ye Tianfeng immediately said embarrassedly: "Don't dare to talk about the way of the sword, the kid just likes the cleanliness of the sword!"

“..................”

“..................”

The two continued to chat for a few more words, and the middle-aged man in the green shirt immediately looked at the steaming tea happily and said, "Well, the tea is very hot, drink it carefully!"

Ye Tianfeng immediately looked at the hot tea in front of him, and gently reached out to lift the teacup.

rumble

When his fingers just touched the teacup, he felt a fierce sword momentum invisibly blasting invisibly.

"Huh?"

Ye Tianfeng questioned in his heart for a second, and a sword momentum also emanated, confronting the teacup sword momentum.

Xiao Hei floating next to him looked at this invisible confrontation, and his heart became more and more frightened.

Although the middle-aged man in front of him seemed to be an ordinary person, the kind of confidence exuded by his movement and stillness was overwhelming.

And in Xiao Hei's eyes, the middle-aged man looked like a sky-cutting sword that wanted to rise to the sky.

Click

In the invisible confrontation, Ye Tianfeng was like a thorn in his back, and the crystal sweat on his forehead appeared little by little, and he finally picked up the teacup.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man in front of him, and his eyes became appreciative.

But he knew:

The little sword momentum he sent out at random just now also contained the power of the sword body.

And the boy in front of him, who was only fourteen or fifteen years old, was able to resist.

"The predecessor was the former Sword Emperor?"

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Tianfeng and said meaningfully: "Well, the deity Sword Emperor is light, but this word was used very well!"

Ye Tianfeng suddenly showed an unbelievable gaze, in his eyes: Shouldn't the Sword Emperor be a sharp-edged and decisive character?

Seeing that Ye Tianfeng's eyes had changed, the middle-aged man laughed and said, "Xiaoyou has extraordinary knowledge!"

Whew

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind blew, but Ye Tianfeng and Xiao Hei appeared in the bluestone square again.

And that courtyard has disappeared completely, as if it had never existed.

In the entire bluestone square, only that picture scroll is silent.

Ye Tianfeng and Xiao Hei glanced at each other, and their hearts were inexplicably shocked.

"Xiaoyou, I was a hundred years ago when the Sword Emperor Wind raised a wisp of consciousness, and today since Xiaoyou broke into this place, I think I found this illusion formation!"

"And the key to Xiaoyou's life and death lies in whether he can comprehend the innate consummation sword intent hidden in the picture scroll!"

"Ten days in the fantasy space, if Xiaoyou can comprehend the sword intent, he can kill Xu Feng with the sword intent, if the time still can't, then he will naturally have to face the Demon Emperor Xu Feng alone!"

The middle-aged man's voice resounded clearly throughout the bluestone square, until finally the voice disappeared in mid-air.

Wow

The picture scroll in mid-air gently fell on the square, pulling Ye Tianfeng's flustered thoughts back.

Da-da-da-da

Time was pressing, Ye Tianfeng immediately walked to the front of the scroll, picked it up gently, and stared at the figure in front of him.

rumble

The mind suddenly roared, and in Ye Tianfeng's field of vision, the entire world was only a hollow snow white, which could be said to have a unique charm that the world was white and only black was black.

shout

Suddenly, a figure appeared in this world, and it was the middle-aged figure in the green shirt.

It's a pity that this figure is a bit ethereal and illusory, as if it was dyed with ink, it is not a real figure, and Ye Tianfeng has not been seen.

I saw that the figure of the wind was blowing lightly, and he began to practice from the most basic swordsmanship, and one move after another unpretentious swordsmanship was displayed in his hands.

From the beginning of the trick to recruit difficult to understand the action, to the basic swordsmanship more and more flying smart.

Ye Tianfeng's gaze was always motionless, looking at the set of movements of the ethereal and illusory figure in front of him.

In Ye Tianfeng's opinion, such a basic swordsmanship has exerted even more unimaginable power at this moment.

When he closed his eyes and pondered, Ye Tianfeng was undoubtedly growing.

And the figure in the picture scroll seemed to find that no one was watching, and he stopped the chic posture of performing swordsmanship.

After half a pillar of incense,

Ye Tianfeng opened his deep eyes, and seemed to have a deep understanding.

Looking at the figure in the scroll again, Ye Tianfeng found that the figure seemed to be waiting for his gaze.

Boom Boom Boom

Suddenly, many blurred figures were once again made in the picture scroll, completely surrounding the middle-aged man in the green shirt.

I saw the wind lightly waving the sword shadow in his hand, fighting fiercely with those figures.

Bang bang bang

The wind was light, and the phantom of the long sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, and the angle was awkward, blasting those figures away one by one.

And his own figure was also stabbed by those figures, and the water-colored figure dripped black water.

I don't know how long,

The illusory body of the wind became much more solidified again.

There are also a few figures whose breath is more powerful than the wind to make a move, wanting to kill the wind lightly and directly.

rumble

The wind is light and fights with the spirit of dying together, and uses domineering swordsmanship to kill those people.

And this time, the wound of the light wind was also more serious, and the wounds all over the body were hideous, and they wanted to scatter.

Whew

The illusory wind lifted lightly, and the figure panted like a cow, dragging the seriously injured body forward firmly.

Ye Tianfeng couldn't help but ponder in his heart and said, "What is the purpose of learning kendo? is it to kill the enemy and keep yourself alive, or is it a kind of killing, or is it a kind of escape?"

The various thoughts in his mind became more and more bloody, and Ye Tianfeng couldn't help but feel irritable and became suspicious.

Thinking of the first time he held an iron sword in his previous life, Ye Tianfeng didn't know why he liked it.

Maybe it's because I like the crispness of the long sword, or maybe I like the feeling of going to the end of the world with a sword.

And in this life, he has become decisive in killing, as long as someone dares to attack him and his relatives, he will do everything to kill them.

And behind all this, is it just for the sake of cultivation and protection?

Ye Tianfeng closed his eyes and pondered, he didn't know how long he had been thinking about it, some fragments of memories from the past kept popping out of his mind, disturbing Ye Tianfeng's heart over and over again.

However, he held the sword in his hand, and he didn't know why he held the sword in the first place.

"Boy, wake up!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from Xiao Hei in his head, which woke him up.

Whew

Ye Tianfeng finally opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him: he was soaked and weak, while Xiao Hei looked at him nervously.

Xiao Hei said nervously: "Boy, there is only half a day in ten days!"

"What!"

Ye Tianfeng looked at Xiao Hei incredulously, but found that Xiao Hei looked serious and didn't joke.

Looking at the scroll in front of him again, Ye Tianfeng did not panic, and his consciousness was immersed in the scroll again.

Wow

The painting style in the painting scroll suddenly changes, and the figure of the wind appears in a densely populated area, wearing a green shirt without wind and automatic, echoing with the flowers, without any sense of disobedience.

The breezy figure carried a wooden sword on his back, lowered his body and sniffed the fragrance of flowers, intoxicated by this piece of world.

Unconsciously, the breezy figure sat in the valley of flowers, closing his eyes and contemplating, not knowing what he was thinking.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a month, it seemed like ten years......

Suddenly there was a thunderclap in the sky, and it suddenly became a dark cloud.

The wind looked at the vagaries of the sky, sighed and said, "It's time to come!"

The sky was thunderous, and the thunder light with thick arms lit up, and the wind towards the ground was lightly blasted.

scold

The wind lifted lightly at the waist of the long sword without wind automatic, when it flew from the scabbard.

There is a sword in the hand, and there are flowers in the sword.

The hilt of the sword appeared in his hand, and the cold light reflected the flowers.

"Where do flowers ...... from?"

"I ...... from Heaven"

Two clear words came into Ye Tianfeng's ears, and at the same time, one after another sword qi flowers condensed in the wind and raised the hilt of the sword.

shout

The colorful sword qi flowers blasted towards the rolling heavenly thunder, and they easily cut the heavenly thunder in two.

"I'm supposed to bury the flower man......"

"Burying flowers also buries people......"

The flowers that were bucking the trend suddenly exploded in the sky, completely shattering the broken thunder light.

Ye Tianfeng looked at the middle-aged man's rebellious approach, confronting Tianlei without giving in, and his heart was inexplicably frightened.

And he seemed to have grasped something at this moment, but it was too difficult and difficult to understand it immediately.

rumble

The figure in the scroll finally stopped moving and returned to its former appearance.

Wow

Ye Tianfeng gently closed the scroll and began to meditate quietly.

"Against the sky?"

"Don't give in?"

“............”

Seeing Ye Tianfeng pondering and saying some inexplicable words, Xiao Hei didn't bother much, knowing that now was the critical moment for Ye Tianfeng to think.

And the more Ye Tianfeng thought about it like this, the more he felt that he had become clearer.

"Unyielding will, unyielding soul, unyielding to man, unyielding to heaven!"

Three hours later,

Ye Tianfeng, who was originally contemplative, suddenly shouted in surprise.

Xiao Hei, who was resting on the ground in the distance, was suddenly frightened and floated.

Ye Tianfeng immediately used this unyielding will to look at the scroll again, and sure enough, there were traces in the scroll.

The figure in the picture scroll suddenly smiled at Ye Tianfeng.

Once again, the swordsmanship was displayed, and with the blessing of this unyielding sword intent, the sword momentum of the figure in the picture scroll became as majestic as the abyss and the sea.