“……”

Poinsettia Mei looked at Fuyun Song in front of the tree. At this moment, he still maintained the action of finishing the swing, the sword had not yet fallen, his back was slightly undulating, and he was secretly adjusting his breath.

Soon, Fu Yunge put his sword back into its sheath. He turned his head and blushed slightly: "Master, I did it." ”

Poinsettia Mei nodded: "During this time, you have made great progress. It seems that you have understood the meaning of breaking the wall very well. ”

The small stone tablet that was originally given to him was a poinsettia plum that often led to slow pace and even complacency due to his lack of calmness and self-confidence in his heart. This kind of truth is not preachable, and it must be carefully understood by the person before he can break through himself.

Unexpectedly, in a short period of time, Fu Yunge really understood the truth, and made rapid progress. Poinsettia Mei was not only relieved, but also felt that this son had a great future.

However, in addition to this, he also observed more nuanced points.

"Yun Ji Thirteen Shu, how are you cultivating now?" He asked faintly.

Fu Yunge scratched his head: "It's time to get to the end." ”

Poinsettia Plum let out an "um". He was not surprised by this answer, on the contrary, looking at Fu Yunge's current cultivation level, he had a further decision.

"That set of martial arts, you don't have to practice it anymore." He brushed away a fallen leaf that was caught in the placket of his clothes, and said, "I will pass on your method of melting gold juice to help you reach a higher level." ”

Fu Yunge's eyes lit up. Before he could get excited, Poinsettia Mei then drew her sword and came out: "Come, I'll try you myself." ”

"Okay." Fu Yunge nodded. He slammed his breath, and the ethereal sword flew out from behind his back, and he took it into his hand.

Poinsettia snorts. Suddenly, the figure was gone, and Fu Yunge's nerves tensed to the extreme in an instant.

Recalling the first time they met, he also had a fight with Poinsettia Plum. But at that time, it was a battle, and it was more like a poinsettia plum observing herself.

From the beginning to the present, he has never stopped forging ahead. Even though his progress may be insignificant for a master like Poinsettia Mei, he ...... Be worthy of yourself!

With a sword, the sword body flew mist and clouds. The sword light flowed, as if a rainbow had been opened.

At the same time, the unique chill of the cold kite plum trail suddenly bloomed behind him. Fu Yunge was already on guard, turned around with a sword, and slashed his waist diagonally.

With a "poof" sound, Fu Yunge felt the strong pressure coming from the sword body.

He took a step forward, and at the same time he was full of breath and rolled into his arm.

The sudden increase in strength caused the two swords that were stuck together to burst into a small spark and separate instantly.

Fu Yunge felt a burst of relaxation, did not relax, slid forward slightly sideways and knelt, did not reach the ground on his knees, and turned back to take out the sword again, this sword contained a lot of strength.

The escaping sword qi shot out a pale white sword qi visible to the naked eye from the tip of the sword, and a long wisp of smoke flowed through it.

Poinsettia Plum cautiously observed Fu Yunge's moves and styles, and gradually felt some surprises that she had never noticed.

Fu Yunge's sword qi was still immature, and when it hit the blade of the poinsettia plum, it immediately shattered like a drop of water. Poinsettia Mei moved her sword again, moving rapidly under her feet, making Fu Yunge overwhelmed several times.

The leaves under his feet were shattered, and they flew sideways quickly with the movement of the figure. Not to be outdone, Fu Yunge resolutely gave up the stake, transported the magic technique, and entangled with the poinsettia plum in the staggered figure like electricity.

Every sword, every move, made Fu Yunge a little unbearable. But the poinsettia plum has already been left behind, so even though Fu Yunge is struggling, he can still barely take it.

Poinsettia plum has no other concerns. I just want to thoroughly dig out Fu Yunge's progress and talent in this hearty temptation.

Flying flowers, electric light longitudinal stone. Gradually, the fallen leaves flew around them, surrounding the two of them. The eyes are full of golden and bright, as if a dust and fog are washed away, and the sunset is reappeared.

Fu Yunge's sweat dripped down his jaw. Under the stimulation of the poinsettia plum, he continued to excite the true qi of the sea of qi, and the power of Tai Sui, which was buried deeply, flowed out again to make up for the shortcomings.

The left sword swiped right, and what he saw in front of him was already an afterimage. Only by relying on the perception of the will to fight can you take the moves that come to you.

Fu Yunge's arm was sore, but he had endured this feeling a lot, and he was a little used to it.

However, Poinsettia Mei felt a touch of unexpected power mixed with Fu Yunge's true qi.

With this discovery, Poinsettia Plum is still silent. He wielded the blade of his sword even more powerfully, so that Fu Yunge had to use all his strength to resist his stormy attack.

"Master...... I can't hold it anymore! After persisting for a long time, Fu Yun Ge's sea of qi gradually dried up, and his body began to stiffen, and he couldn't help shouting.

However, poinsettia plum still fell on deaf ears. Fu Yunge gritted his teeth, put everything on the line, and struggled to resist.

A few swords swept across, and Fu Yunge stirred up a large area of fallen leaves on the ground, blocking the sight of the two, trying to gain a second to breathe. Unexpectedly, Mei Jian instantly pointed straight through the falling leaves, leaving no room at all.

Fu Yunge has no other way. His own true qi had bottomed out, so he had to let the fire qi in the Suzaku Tai Sui go up and roll into his hands to resist the continuous attack of the poinsettia plum.

The poinsettia plum at the other end felt the change in the true qi on Fu Yun Ge Sword's body.

It was completely different from before, and the unexpected anger on Fu Yunge's body made him more sure of the conjecture in his heart.

Fu Yunge himself did not have such a true element, let alone cultivated the Fire Yuan Body, so he should not have such a scorching high temperature.

Even the true yuan that Fu Yunge suddenly continued just now, this power ...... Poinsettia Plum smiled bitterly secretly, and couldn't help but have mixed feelings about the treasure that Fu Yunge picked up.

Bursts of heat rushed in, and the temperature gradually increased.

Poinsettia Mei felt Fu Yunge's physical state with coercion at any time. This kind of strength is undoubtedly a test for his body, but it is also a test with considerable benefits.

The persecution Tai Sui's fire qi rose step by step, and the ethereal sword body had already flashed dark red at this moment.

Suddenly, the dead leaves flying on his side, like the wings of a lamp moth, were ignited by the surrounding heat!

The flames spread in all directions and spread extremely quickly. When they landed, the two of them became a flying flame of ashes, scorching and terrifying!

Seeing this, Fu Yunge hurriedly shouted, "Master, it's not good! ”

Poinsettia Mei raised cold eyebrows, turned from attack to defense with one hand with the sword, and immediately pinched the trick with the other hand.

Suddenly, the cold plum breath is fragrant and elegant. The cold wind fell, and the scorching temperature in the air suddenly sank, and the dead leaves of the rotten wood that had just been burned were immediately cooled and extinguished.

The embers turned into black ashes and swept away with the wind. The poinsettia plum retracted its sword, and the wind pressure around it also subsided.

Fu Yunge was very tired at the moment. After Poinsettia Plum collected his sword, his knees went limp, and he plunged his sword into the dirt covered with broken leaves, half-kneeling on the ground and panting for breath on his chest.