The two of them walked one after the other on the empty street, and it was already late at night, and most of the people in the city had already slept, and it was not like a city except for the occasional sound of drums in the city.

Xie Xiaofeng didn't speak, but walked forward silently, and soon reached the base of the city wall. Mu Yi followed behind him, and naturally walked under the wall.

"Get out of town, keep up." The Third Young Master's words were always brief.

"Okay." Mu Yi nodded, silently lifted his breath and lightened his body, stepped in a few steps into the mottled cracks on the city wall, and after a few borrowed strength, he appeared on the city tower.

And the third young master was already waiting here: "Follow me." ”

As he spoke, he jumped down, the city wall was not low, but he still jumped straight down, and he seemed to click a few times in mid-air, and finally fell to the ground very easily.

Mu Yi was silent for a moment, and finally jumped down, but this time he was a little embarrassed, and after landing on the ground, he rolled three times to unload the strength of his body.

However, when he stood up again, he found that he could only see the back of the third young master from a distance, which made him cheer up and run up.

The two of them walked for a long time one after the other, and the third young master stopped under a maple tree.

"You're in good shape." The third young master turned around and nodded with satisfaction.

Mu Yi scratched his head: "It's over, it's still far from you." ”

"Sit down, I need to know your understanding of the sword." The third young master found a clean stone and sat down, and at the same time made a gesture of please.

Mu Yi slowly walked below him: "Master, please ask." ”

"What do you think is a sword?" The third young master asked with a smile.

Mu Yi thought for a moment and then said: "Sword, the holy product of the ancients, is supreme and noble, and the gods and gods are worshipped. It is the ancestor of short soldiers, the weapon of close combat, and with profound Taoist art, it has entered the legend of Xuan. In fact, because of its lightness, wear, and swiftness, the princes and emperors of the past dynasties, the scribes and knights, and the merchants and the common people are all proud of their perseverance. Sword and art, since ancient times, often across the battlefield, dominating the martial arts, standing up for the country, doing benevolence and righteousness, so it has been passed down to this day, still loved by the world, but also with its glorious history, deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, Si Ke has been passed down through the ages. ”

The third young master laughed: "It seems that you are a scholar, and you know a lot of allusions, but what I asked is, what you think is the sword, and you are answering after thinking about it." ”

Mu Yi was silent for a long time, and finally said his inner answer: "Sword, a weapon to kill." ”

"Very well, that's your answer." The Third Young Master nodded, "The status of the sword in everyone's heart is different, for example, some people from the Sword Sect, a portable sword is the same as their life. And I, as long as I have a sword in my hand, no matter what kind of sword it is, I can shoot it. ”

"Is this the gap in the realm?" Mu Yi asked.

Xie Xiaofeng shook his head: "Everyone has their own sword path, my way is different from theirs, and your way is different from mine, you will understand the truth later." ”

These words were mysterious, and Mu Yi was confused when he heard them.

However, the third young master didn't seem to be ready for him to think.

"Borrow a sword." The third young master got up and reached out, and the whole person had already appeared on Mu Yi's right side as he spoke.

However, Mu Yi had already guessed that the other party might make a move to grab the sword, so at this time his sword was already unsheathed: "It's not so easy to grab the sword!" ”

I saw a flash of sword light, and the sharp Qingfeng Sword had already appeared on the chest of the third young master.

But the third young master also seemed to have been prepared, his figure was blurred again, and when he reappeared, Mu Yi had already lost the sword in his hand.

No one can describe the speed of his strike, and no one can describe the ingenuity and variation of this move, I can't see clearly, how to describe it? How to analyze?

At this moment, Mu Yi felt that his elbow was suddenly gently supported, and his entire right hand lost its strength, as if it had been eaten by a poisonous snake, and at this moment the sword had been taken off.

By the time he reacted, his sword was already in Xie Xiaofeng's hand.

"What a move, 'stealing the sky and changing the day to seize the sword'!" Mu Yi sighed, "I can't break this move." ”

That's right, this move is not a miracle, nor is it magic, this is the unparalleled stunt of the third young master of the Xie family.

"You should feel it, the function of the sword changes with my heart." The third young master smiled and shook the Qingfeng sword in his hand and praised, "This is a good sword." ”

"It's over, please come out with a sword." Mu Yi felt that his spirit had reached its peak, so he said his request.

The third young master nodded and said, "You see, I will only use this sword once." ”

At this time, Mu Yi saw the third young master's shot for the fourth time, but the other party's shot seemed to be different every time, but the third young master's sword had one thing in common, it was vast and bright, it was an upright gentleman's sword!

The third young master moved, and with the force of his right hand, the sword in his hand turned into a brilliance, an unpredictable brilliance!

Brilliant, brilliant, beautiful... Countless noble and gorgeous adjectives can be placed on top of this style of sword move.

The brilliance was flickering and changing, it seemed to be high above, and it was like a light cloud, Mu Yi felt that this brilliance seemed to be in his eyes, and he couldn't know for sure where it was!

Its changes, almost beyond the limits of human comprehension, are almost unbelievable.

But it's there, and it's everywhere. But just when everyone was sure it existed, it suddenly disappeared again! Miraculously and suddenly, and miraculously disappearing!

All the movements and changes have been completed and terminated in an instant.

It's like a meteor, but it's like lightning, but it's closer to a miracle than a meteor and lightning. Because the power that impelled this change came from one man, an ordinary, flesh-and-blood person.

At the end of the sword, Mu Yi was directly stunned, as if he was shocked by this sword, and seemed to have entered a very strange situation.

The Third Young Master glanced at Mu Yi deeply, and then laughed silently, but no one knew why he was smiling.

He left a message on the ground with Mu Yi's sword, then stuck him in front of Mu Yi's body, and then walked into the distance without looking back.

At this time, in the distant sky, a red light is rising.

Mu Yi's state is naturally not a situation like dementia or loss of consciousness, he has entered the mysterious state of epiphany again after having enough accumulation.

Of course, this time the situation was different from the previous one, as early as when he saw the Third Young Master make a move and fight against Murong Qiudi, his kendo cultivation had already improved by leaps and bounds, not to mention that he had seen the Third Young Master's display twice in a row in the past two days.

Especially the last time, the third young master didn't have anything to keep, all the changes in the sword light were vividly displayed, and even the false loophole and the changes after the loophole appeared in Mu Yi's eyes.

In Mu Yi's heart, the seeds of the wind slowly formed!

The wind is an invisible and insubstantial force, no one knows where it came from or where it will eventually return, but when all kinds of winds appear, people can always feel their presence.

The basis of the wind is agility and swiftness, and no matter what its state is at the time, this characteristic has always existed, whether it is the caress of the breeze or the fierceness of the wind, the formless, massive, and pervasive power is invincible.

And the sword path like the wind is the sword of the third young master, or the sword of the third young master is like the wind!

However, unlike ordinary people, the third young master's sword will carry a kind of flexible power no matter how it is wielded, while normal people can only carry this power in specific moves, just like Mu Yi's "Sword Style: Clumsy".

After many observations, Mu Yi finally understood that real strength was born from skills, maybe this is the meaning of setting up five skill columns, some talented powerhouses will always find this kind of path when they come to the end.

The extreme of power is close to the Tao, this is the first time Mu Yi has seen this kind of truth so clearly, the truth he saw with his own eyes is completely different from the cold words in the book, it is as if a road is directly engraved in Mu Yi's heart.

This kind of power is the road that Mu Yi chased after - there is a rhyme when it comes out!

In the deep understanding, Mu Yi grasped the long sword at his side, and slowly began to dance it, and a childish wind began to surround him.

By the time Mu Yi put down the sword in his hand, it was already in the middle of the day, and countless fine and dense sword marks had appeared beside him, and a tired feeling came from his body, so he did it to the ground.

After looking around, he found that the third young master had long since disappeared, but there were several lines of large characters embedded in the rocks on the rocks beside him, and each word was an iron hook and silver stroke, as if there was a mysterious power hidden in it.

"My disciple Nie Ming, see the words as face:

By the time you see these words, I must have left, don't look for me, I will teach you everything I can teach, from today you are my registered disciple, I will also send letters to the Divine Sword Villa, if you can't get along in the future, go to the Divine Sword Villa to be a sword servant, of course, I believe that a talented Jianghu person like you should not go to that point.

Don't look for it, see you soon!

Xie Xiaofeng. ”

Mu Yi looked at this line of words and knelt down silently and kowtowed three times, and then saw that he had chopped this rock into pieces, and he couldn't help but sigh when he saw Xie Xiaofeng's handwriting disappear in the sword light: "Master go all the way, you will definitely turn evil into good fortune." ”

After being silent for a long time, Mu Yi came to the shade of a nearby tree, and began to meditate and pranayama, this time the epiphany consumed a lot of his internal strength and mental strength, no matter which one he had to recover for a long time, as for this harvest, he would have to wait for the recovery to be completed in the opportunity to study.