Su Changyu left.

But soon it came back again.

It's not that he forgot to take something, the main thing is that the more Su Changyu thinks about it, the more scared he feels.

After all, the set of swordsmanship just now was his own blind swordsmanship.

The starting style is indeed the Chuanhe swordsmanship, but the middle moves are all made up blindly, purely the kind of sword moves that look majestic, but in fact have absolutely no effect in actual combat.

Ye Ping is relatively upright, and Su Changyu is afraid that Ye Ping will be too upright, and it will be troublesome to turn back and enter the demon.

So Su Changyu is back.

I plan to let Ye Ping rehearse it for himself, and then tell him repeatedly, so that he will not be too persistent.

Soon, Su Changyu came to the back cliff.

And Ye Ping did not practice swords, but closed his eyes and cultivated his mind, as if he was thinking about something.

"Little junior brother."

Su Changyu shouted, and then Ye Ping opened his eyes, revealing a look of doubt.

"Senior brother, why are you back again?"

Ye Ping was a little curious, not long after he sat down, he was meditating on the Tianhe Sword Technique, but what he didn't expect was why Su Changyu came again.

"Little junior brother, Fang Cai's Tianhe sword technique, you give it a rehearsal to senior brother, senior brother is worried that you are not suitable for this set of sword techniques."

Su Changyu got straight to the point, but he didn't implicit anything.

"Oh, okay."

Ye Ping nodded, and then picked up the sword beside him.

"Senior brother, can you wait? I just had some ideas and wanted to think about it. ”

Ye Ping was a little nervous.

After all, practicing swordsmanship for a peerless kendo powerhouse, isn't this a big sword in front of Guan Gong?

Especially after reading it once, Ye Ping was afraid of making mistakes, so he wanted to think about it before talking.

"It's okay, senior brother is waiting for you."

Su Changyu didn't feel anything.

"Then please wait a minute, senior brother."

Ye Ping didn't speak, stood in place, closed his eyes, and then began to think about this set of swordsmanship.

The sword move instantly appeared in Ye Ping's mind.

In his mind, the sword shadow was heavy.

Nine sword moves, and then continue to deduce.

This set of Tianhe swordsmanship, the sword momentum is majestic, and in the mind, the sword moves are extremely exquisite, giving people an incomparable sense of suppression.

It is as if you are not facing a river, but an ocean.

But why is it called Tianhe Sword Technique?

For a moment, Ye Ping fell into deep thought.

But after a while, Ye Ping suddenly realized.

What is Tianhe?

The Milky Way hanging above the sky is the Tianhe.

Tianhe is the Milky Way.

No ocean is bigger than the Milky Way.

Suddenly, Ye Ping was completely enlightened.

Not far away.

Su Changyu's feet were a little numb.

He regretted it a little, why did he come over, and he was even more depressed, why did Ye Ping have such a poor memory?

The sword move he just cast, how could he think about it for so long?

Can't you hurry up?

I'm so tired.

Hurry up, okay?

Just when Su Changyu was thinking nonsense.

Suddenly, Ye Ping took out his sword.

Wow.

It's the sound of the waves.

It's not the sound of swords, it's the sound of the waves.

In an instant, Su Changyu was stunned.

Ye Ping's sword was like a rainbow, and after the first move was killed, he would perform the next move like a cloud.

Every move is like a wave of the ocean.

One move is stronger than the other.

Twentieth trick.

The fiftieth move.

The hundredth move.

Su Changyu was stunned, he just demonstrated nine moves to Ye Ping, why are there more than a hundred moves now.

And the farther the move goes, the stronger Ye Ping's momentum becomes, just like the waves in the ocean.

Repeat and heavy, and repeated, infinitely superimposed.

Whew!

Whew!

The wind swept, and all the stumps and leaves within a few dozen meters were rolled up, and the ancient trees trembled even more.

This is not a sword momentum.

This is just a sword move, Ye Ping kept swinging his sword, and the dead leaves were like ocean waves, undulating with each other.

Rumble.

Three hundred and sixty-five moves.

Ye Ping stabbed out a sword.

In an instant, an explosion sounded.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Ten meters in front of Ye Ping, flying sand and rocks, rubble stood indiscriminately, and the terrifying explosion sound was even more deafening.

However, Su Changyu was already stunned.

This horse stepping is the Tianhe sword technique I just taught?

Su Changyu was stunned.

Ye Ping's sword momentum can be seen to have traces of Fang Cai's own teaching, but the power of the two is simply heaven and earth.

Su Changyu didn't know how to describe Ye Ping's sword momentum.

The only thing I know is that if I am against the enemy Ye Ping, it is estimated that I can prepare the coffin in advance.

You must know that although he is mediocre, he is also a monk of the fifth level of Qi cultivation.

And Ye Ping didn't even have cultivation, he was so strong?

Is there any reason left?

Is there any royal law left?

I'm so sour.

When he came back to his senses, Su Changyu was sour.

He really didn't expect that Ye Ping would comprehend the bullshit Tianhe Sword Technique in just one hour.

He's angry and sour.

Not far away, Ye Ping withdrew his long sword, and then looked at Su Changyu with a look of nervousness on his face.

"Senior brother, my junior brother's qualifications are dull, I'm afraid I haven't been able to show the essence of this set of swordsmanship."

Ye Ping said honestly.

Because he felt that this set of sword techniques was extremely different, much more advanced than the Four Thunder Sword Techniques, and it was definitely not as simple as three hundred and sixty-five sword moves.

The Sword of Heaven.

"It's really average, but if you can practice three hundred and sixty-five moves in a short period of time, it's okay, okay, junior brother, you can continue to ponder."

Su Changyu wrote lightly.

But my heart is extremely uncomfortable.

He didn't want to talk anymore.

Just leave.

Ye Ping looked at Su Changyu who was leaving, and subconsciously thought that his qualifications were too dull, so he didn't want to say anything.

Thinking of this, Ye Ping couldn't help but take a deep breath and said.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I will definitely work hard to have one percent of you in my lifetime."

Ye Ping swore an oath.

And Su Changyu almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

Have me one percent?

Is Ning humiliating me?

Murder and heart.

Murder is heart-wrenching.

yes, yes.

Little junior brother, little junior brother.

I, Su Changyu, swear that I must make up a set of swordsmanship that you don't know.

I don't believe that you can learn anything.

If only you could learn my swordsmanship again.

I swallowed all the flying swords in Jin's country.

Dip the sauce to swallow.

Su Changyu's palm hidden in the robe was clenched tightly, and he swore in his heart that he must make up a set of sword scores that Ye Ping could not comprehend.

Certain! Certain! Certain!

He was really struck.

He wanted to be alone right now.

That's it.

It was late at night.

In the Qingyun Dao Sect, Xu Luochen took a book and walked outside the house, his brows locked.

"The four main materials of the Blood Replenishing Pill are, Yi Cao, Blood Vine, Dry Heart Root, Liang Bu Ye, and the nine auxiliary medicines are ......."

Xu Luochen muttered to himself, reciting something.

But soon, he picked up the book in his hand, glanced at it, and then muttered to himself.

"It's wrong again, it's not the dry heart root, the dry heart root is the main medicine of the Violent Death Pill, Xu Luochen, Xu Luochen, why can't you remember? The alchemist assessment is about to begin, and if you want to fail this time, you will fail for the eighth time. ”

Xu Luochen complained to himself.

But soon, Xu Luochen saw a figure in the cliff in the distance.

It is the figure of Su Changyu.

A person quietly stares at the starry sky, looking extremely depressed.

"Senior brother's illness has been getting worse and worse recently."

"Alas, senior brother is just impatient, no matter how bad the junior brother's qualifications are, it won't be like this, right?"

"Isn't it just poor qualifications? Who in our Qingyun Dao Sect is not badly qualified? No patience at all. ”

"As a teacher, I don't have any patience at all, and I can't be hit when I encounter something, it's really useless, how can I sit in the position of head in the future?"

"Tomorrow, I will teach this little junior brother, and give the senior brother a good lesson, so that he can know what it means to be a teacher."

Xu Luochen couldn't help but shake his head, looking disapproving, and then continued to recite the prescription.