"Go and get your sword."

Yan Chixia opened her mouth to speak, but saw Ye Ye smile slightly, her right hand flipped, and the bright red feather knife flashed in her palm.

"No, the sword is here!"

"The sun and moon in the pot, Sumeru mustard seeds?" Yan Chixia was quite surprised, he really didn't expect Ye Ye to do this, but after looking at the Red Feather Knife, his brows furrowed again: "The blade is light and sharp, and the steel edge of the blade is good, but this is obviously a knife, how can it be said to be a sword?" ”

"Ugh!" Ye Ye's face was stunned, and he smashed his mouth and said with a dry smile: "Slip of the tongue, my junior brother once traveled to Fusang, Dongying, where this kind of blade is called a sword, and the sword technique is called a sword, so it is misnamed for a while." ”

To be honest, for Ye Ye of Ye Luzi, there is really no difference between this knife and a sword, anyway, they are both holding and slashing people, but it is obvious that for Yan Chixia, who is a swordsman, the two are completely different concepts.

"How can this be reasonable, there is no distinction between swords and swords, swords go green, swords go black, how can they be mixed up." Yan Chixia was a little disappointed in her heart, she didn't even understand the most basic concepts, Ye Ye's so-called gold content of learning a few swordsmanship can be imagined.

"Ahem, don't worry about this, Brother Yan, where is your sword? Are you going to fight me with this little sword? Ye Ye changed the subject awkwardly.

"That's right."

The small sword in Yan Chixia's hand, which was a few sizes smaller than the "Green Rainbow", suddenly shook in the wind, and quickly grew to the size of an ordinary sword, and the brilliance was completely restrained, leaving only the unpretentious bronze sword body, just like a copper sword that can be seen everywhere, and there is no way to see the previous supernatural psychic.

This kind of swordsman's flying sword is no longer a secular mortal soldier, but similar to the magic weapon first-class, naturally can change at will, weekdays often shrink into an inch size placed in the sword bag to nourish, and so on to show the power of the gods, some swordsmen even like to practice their own flying sword into a sword pill hidden under the tongue, when encountering the enemy, open their mouths and spit into a liuhong to kill.

"Instructed!"

Ye Ye's eyes closed slightly, the blade of the knife drooped and pointed to the ground, the aura around his body was silent like an abyss, and his spirit was firmly locked on to the target, just like the tranquility before the eruption of a volcano.

Feeling the faint pressure, Yan Chixia's expression became serious, dispelling the contempt in her heart, and her sword body was slightly raised, and she was also ready to attack.

Phew!

Ye Ye's eyes opened and the light burst out, and the stone was shattered!

The figure changed from extremely quiet to extremely moving, only a flash of shadow appeared in front of Yan Chixia, a simple one-style force split Huashan, the swift long knife brought up a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Sen Sen's cold carried the momentum of no waves, and the wind and waves brought up by the high speed, the sound of the long knife swinging through the air had not yet arrived, and the knife was approaching like a phantom.

Yan Chixia's heart was awe-inspiring, and she suddenly jumped diagonally and was already seven or eight meters away, the long sword in her hand was hidden, but Sen Luo's sword intent had already shrouded Ye Ye everywhere around him.

Now!

Ye Ye flicked his wrist, and the sound of tearing the air like a crack sounded, and the slash that seemed to be too strong and had been exhausted turned sharply under the powerful physical ability of the master level, and brought a continuous knife light to roll towards Yan Chixia who had avoided to the side, and the mighty and endless stretch swept like a river tide that destroyed everything.

Facing the mighty sword wave, Yan Chixia frowned, not because he felt dangerous, but in his eyes, this seemingly powerful attack was simply chaotic and flawed.

Taking a deep breath, the red feather knife in Ye Ye's hand swayed in Vientiane, opening and closing vertically and horizontally, and the magnificent sword light was shocked to swirl around the courtyard like a dragon, and the sharp and clear knife light was like lightning and light intertwined, slashing, slashing, slashing, and slashing...... The stormy Dao Dao Dao Shadow turned into an impenetrable net, countless sounds of air tearing were rapidly superimposed, and the brilliant and dazzling sword waves suddenly stretched in all directions like a blooming flower.

Regardless of the wind and rain, I walked around at leisure.

Yan Chixia moved under her feet, her body was like an ape jumping over at will, almost turning into a phantom shuttling back and forth in the sky in the sword light, not showing any scarcity, but a comfortable posture. At the beginning, he was a spicy judge in the twenty-six provinces before he entered the Tao, and he rarely encountered opponents in the rivers and lakes of martial arts, and later learned the swordsmanship inherited from Zhao Virgin by chance, and went further.

Zhao virgin is the famous Yue girl in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, teaching swordsmanship to the soldiers to help Yue Wang Goujian destroy Wu, a swordsmanship is uniquely bestowed with supernatural skills, the most famous is her deeds with the white ape technique three defeats. What Yan Chixia is using now is the Yuan Gong body method that the legendary Yue Nu turned into a white ape, and she advanced and retreated freely under Ye Ye's rapid and fierce sword light.

In the flickering of her body, Yan Chixia either handed out a sword at will, or stabbed a sword with her backhand, although the sword move in her hand was not as powerful as Ye Ye's, the sword momentum was ever-changing, and she moved freely and appropriately, and every time she broke through the sword in an impossible place, she approached Ye Ye's vital point, and just a light sword blocked the stormy attack.

For a while, the sword light flickered horizontally and horizontally, but there was only the sound of the sword splitting the air and no swords clashing, forming a strange stalemate.

Yan Chixia was very puzzled at this time, after a fight, he had already determined that Ye Ye had not learned any superior knife techniques at all, and the knife style was messy and completely unsystematic, but the knife moves were fast and incoherent, and the knife was fierce and fierce, whether it was strength, speed or knife strength, all of which he had only seen in his life, and with his keen reflexes and strong fighting instincts, he often pointed to flaws under the sympathy of qi and machine, as if people who did not know martial arts moves directly jumped to the realm of winning without moves.

Against ordinary martial arts masters, Ye Ye's all-round suppression was enough to defeat the opponent in an instant, but Yan Chixia was not among ordinary masters.

The Tao has a portal, and there is also yin and yang, and the cloth is shaped and waiting, and it goes with God. Yan Chixia is deeply aware of the magic of swordsmanship, her breath is calm, her body is as comfortable as an old ape in the mountains, and the sword light in her palm is uncertain, both rigid and soft, and she breaks through the surging sword momentum like a wave one by one, but it makes Ye Ye feel aggrieved.

Ha!

With a low shout, Ye Ye was full of firepower, and the vast energy around him exploded out of thin air, and suddenly the wind soared and the heat wave rolled, and then a red knife light suddenly fell on the top of Yan Chixia's head like a long rainbow through the sky, and suddenly a knife that was faster and more fierce than before made him unable to dodge for a while.

Yan Chixia's face was solemn, the sword light in her hand rose, and the bronze long sword emitted a brilliant sword light for the first time since the battle, and the tip of the sword stabbed out sharply, and for the first time, there was a sound of sword fighting.

Boom!

It was like the echo of a bowstring that had been stretched to the limit and burst open, but it was much crisper than that, like a jade cup bursting, but it was even sharper.

In one attack, I saw that the red feather knife in Ye Ye's hand that had been tempered suddenly shattered, and a small section of the tip of the knife shot out and broke through the wall to drill a small hole, leaving only most of the knife buzzing.

Yan Chixia's body stepped back a short distance like a wind, and the powerful reaction force was removed, and the bronze long sword in her hand was intact.

"It looks like I can't fight anymore."

Ye Ye looked at the Red Feather Knife with the tip of the knife broken in amazement, and smiled bitterly for a while.

The Red Feather Knife is a well-crafted soldier craftsman, although it is far inferior to the ordinary psychic flying sword in Yan Chixia's hand, but it is more of a gap in spirituality and power rather than material, after the flying sword is full of edge, it should not be broken at the touch of a button, but it is impossible to live by itself, Ye Ye was infected with a layer of blazing heat in the energy after absorbing the sun divinity, and it is okay in normal times, but once the energy is infused too much, the Red Feather Sword will not be able to withstand the power of the sun hidden in the energy, although the appearance is fine, Nei Zhong has become fragile, so the battle with Yan Chixia's flying sword has become the end of the world.

"I have to say, you really surprised Yan." Yan Chixia didn't know what to say about Ye Ye's sword technique, she shook her head speechlessly, the long sword in her palm shrunk into a two-inch crystal small sword again, took out the silk silk and wrapped it layer by layer, and took it back into the broken box.

"Although I can't do it, I can still talk orally, Brother Yan is a generation of swordsmanship, and he must have a lot of advice on me, come on, let's go into the room and continue drinking, just about to invite Brother Yiyan."

Ye Ye put the frustration of the red feather knife damage behind him in a blink of an eye, and greeted Yan Chixia warmly.

The next conversation naturally revolved around the short fight just now, Yan Chixia's eyes were like torches and her swordsmanship was more than enough, and every word fell to the critical place, making Ye Luzi feel like he was a monk halfway. And Ye Ye is not without dry goods, the martial arts concept he learned from the strongest world in history is very different from Yan Chixia's traditional swordsmanship, but it also has advantages, especially in the martial arts developed without the extraordinary power of true qi, the in-depth study of muscles, strength, forging and other physical bodies is completely incomparable to this world, which makes Yan Chixia greatly admired.

It's just that Yan Chixia doesn't agree with the qi that is blindly built on the strength of the body: "This kind of cultivation does have the essence, but it is too extreme, you need to know that the power of people is limited and the power of heaven and earth is infinite. Moreover, this kind of practice, I am afraid that only a talented person like a virtuous brother can achieve such a situation, and ordinary people spend time and effort to barely reach the level of a third-rate good player, which is too worthless. ”

Yan Chixia's words are indeed reasonable, but they are based on his own knowledge, he doesn't know that the rules of the historical world are different from those of this world, and the upper limit that the humans in that world can reach in the body are much higher than those of the humans in this world, but in any case, they can't generate internal force and true qi in the body, and only a time and space traveler like Ye Ye who can freely pass between worlds can have both strengths.

Ye Ye, who knew it well, smiled and said nothing, and instead asked him about the problems he had encountered in the "Spiritual Sky Rejuvenation Technique" during this time. As a swordsman whose Taoism is no less than Wei Qi Niang's, although Yan Chixia's cultivation methods are different, these basic problems are not difficult to touch, which makes Ye Ye feel quite empowered.

The moon sets and the stars sink, the sun rises in the east, and the two who were talking about high spirits unconsciously talked all night, and this time they broke up and went back to their rooms.