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The moonlight is like water, shining through the gaps between the leaves.

The bright and cold moonlight sprinkled on Su Yu's face, setting off his evil handsome face even more evilly.

Leaning his back against the tree pole, Su Yu held the yellowed book in both hands, reading it with relish.

The sharp sword was stuck in the tree pole, and half of the sword was submerged in it.

In the distance, a pair of beautiful eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring straight at Su Yu, cold to the bone.

Sensing Liu Feiyu's gaze, Su Yu raised his eyes and said lightly: "If you look at me with charming eyes, maybe I will let you go!"

"As for this fierce gaze, tsk!" Su Yu shook his head, immersed in the book again.

Liu Feiyu's soft and slender body was tied to the tree pole by the five flowers, and she couldn't move, except for the two eyeballs that turned, and the evil qi condensed at the eyebrows.

The tight vines set off the willow feathers more fullly, especially the proud twin peaks, and the pink double dots loomed under the white dress.

However, this kind of style did not attract Su Fei's attention, Su Luo's eyes looked at the book in his hand motionlessly, and his eyes did not move to Liu Feiyu's side.

"How can the second-grade sword technique Moon Water Shadow Sword be cultivated by a waste like you!" Seeing Su Yu's thoughtful expression, Liu Feiyu sneered.

Second-grade sword skills, martial arts four realms, entering the Dao, condensing qi, Tiangang, and innate. The martial arts are divided into ten grades, followed by not entering the stream, and nine grades being the most.

The second-grade sword skills that Liu Feiyu said were the martial arts recorded in the book in Su Feiyu's hand, and it was obvious that this Liu Feiyu had also read this book.

Hearing this, Su Wei didn't even raise his eyelids, and he didn't bother to pay attention to Liu Feiyu.

The book is only a few dozen pages, and there are simple sword styles recorded on it, even so, Su Yu can also see the extraordinary features of these sword styles.

"It's worthy of being a second-grade sword skill, much more mysterious than my mountain-breaking sword style. Su Yu muttered to himself.

These words fell into Liu Feiyu's ears, and Liu Feiyu sneered again, "Even when Senior Brother Liu Dong got this book, he couldn't understand this martial art, and you just browsed it to see the mystery?"

The beautiful eyes were overflowing with cold light, and Liu Feiyu spared no effort to strike: "Pretend!"

In this regard, Su Yu just smiled faintly, and the moment he closed the book, a cold voice sounded in Su Fu's mind: "Congratulations to the host for cultivating the second-grade sword technique Moon Water Shadow Sword, and the proficiency is 0!"

"This son is extremely talented, how can it be compared to Liu Dong and others!" Su Yu waved the book in his hand and chuckled.

"It's up to you?" Liu Feiyu sneered, and the look of disdain in her beautiful eyes was not concealed.

Su Yu held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and the book in his hand threw up into the sky, and the sword came out, bringing up several sword shadows, hiss!

The sword fell, and the pieces of paper fell from the sky. Looking at this scene, Liu Feiyu was suddenly shocked and exclaimed: "You scum, you actually ruined the book!"

Swinging the sword, with a sharp sword wind, with a piece of paper, it rolled upside down.

Walking forward, looking at Liu Feiyu with a shocked face, Su Yu bent down, his lips were almost against Liu Feiyu's white earlobes, and murmured softly: "The thing is mine, do you still need the consent of your girl to do it?"

If there is a heat in her ears, Liu Feiyu's delicate body is tingling, and the coldness in her eyes is even stronger, and this tingling feeling makes her feel inexplicably ashamed.

"Take away your cheap mouth, if you move me in the slightest, then in the future, Senior Brother Liu Dong will definitely divide your five horses!" Liu Feiyu's voice trembled a little, and his delicate body became softer and softer, and he was weak for a while.

Su Yu laughed softly, crossed this beautiful face with his sword finger, and said lightly: "Is it that the disciples of Langya Sect are like this, they can't tell the situation, even if I do you here, how can Liu Dong know?"

"Besides, a pair of broken shoes has also lost the capital that makes men work hard, isn't it?" got up, Su Yu was a little tasteless.

Hearing this, Liu Feiyu's expression was stunned at first, and then she immediately regained her composure, she knew that although Su Fei's words were a little ugly, the truth was so cruel.

Liu Feiyu stared coldly at the pieces of paper falling around him, a look of sadness and indignation flashed in his beautiful eyes, and the martial arts that he and others had desperately snatched were destroyed by the scum in front of him.

Ignoring Liu Feiyu's regretful eyes, Su Yu raised his head and looked at the silver moon in the sky, the night, all silent, and the terrible silence around him, except for the rustle of the leaves blown by the breeze.

"I hope it's as I imagined!" Su Yu muttered to himself, his body jumped, as if he had lost his weight, and gently landed on the dead leaves, and the dark sword light like water diffused out, bringing up a sharp sound of breaking wind.

Liu Feiyu stared coldly at the figure of the sword under the moon, a contempt flashed on his pretty face, the second-grade sword skills in the Langya Sect are only accessible to those inner disciples, and those talented inner disciples also have to spend several days to practice, not to mention the waste of Su scum, it is a fool's dream to just browse and change it.

"If you learn the second-grade sword technique just by watching it once, then the talent of the inner senior brother in the sect will not live on the body of a dog!" Liu Feiyu sneered, and the corners of his mouth curled into a beautiful arc.

The Moon Water Shadow Sword is a second-grade sword skill, compared to the sword style of the Mountain Breaking Sword Style, the Moon Shadow Sword is more of a change, and one after another sword shadows are transformed, like the moonlight of water, outlined, condensed, and gradually formed a round of crescent moon.

Su Yu closed his eyes, and the sword style he had seen before seemed to be imprinted in his mind, and he couldn't wave it or erase it.

The dead leaves fell down, Su Yu stabbed out with a sword, the sword body shook slightly, bringing up a slight sword shadow, the sword was like the moon flowing water, and it fell lightly on the dead leaves in front of him, and the whole dead leaves immediately turned into pieces.

There are a total of twelve styles of the Moon Water Shadow Sword, and the twelve styles are gathered together to be the real Moon Water Shadow Sword, so the sword style must be coherent.

Each sword style is interlocked together, and Su Yu remembers this sword style, but when Su Yu first unleashed it, it was still extremely difficult, and the sword style was intermittent and very obscure, and he couldn't exert the power of this sword technique at all.

When the twelfth form fell, the voice of the system sounded in Su Yu's mind: "Congratulations to the host for mastering the second-grade sword technique, proficiency +1!"

The sword light dissipated, and a smile appeared on Su Fu's face, sure enough, as long as I can change this sword style, then I will learn this style of sword skills, and the sword realm, as long as the proficiency is reached, the sword skill realm will naturally improve, and it will come naturally.

Sweating profusely all over his body, he used his sword skills once, and Su Shi spent a lot of energy.

"Second-grade sword skills, if you master it to the realm of a first-generation grandmaster, then it will be easy to kill people by leapfrogging!" Su Yu's eyes sparkled, he closed his eyes, and recalled the entire set of Moon Water Shadow Sword, but he had a few gains.

Opening his eyes, Su Yu clenched the hilt of his sword and whispered, "Go on!"

A sword stabbed out, and a fierce sword wind emerged, rolling up the fallen leaves all over the ground, and the fallen leaves flew, and the figure of Su Yu holding the sword flickered in it.

Compared with before, Su Yu was a little less stiff and a little more spiritual.

Glimpsing this scene, Liu Feiyu let out bursts of laughter, as crisp as a pearl falling on a jade plate: "Draw a scoop according to the gourd, just learn from it!"

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