Chapter 1239: Sky and Sea of Clouds

Time passed day by day, and the two lived in a small hut on the top of Qingyun Peak, and Xia Feng's injuries were gradually improving.

....

During this period, another group of so-called martial arts people with a reward order came to the door.

This time, both in terms of numbers and physiognomy, it is stronger than the last time.

In particular, one of the strong men with a wolf's tooth hammer was at least nearly two meters tall, with a face full of flesh and fierce eyes, and a single hammer would weigh hundreds of pounds.

In the face of these menacing wicked, Xia Feng rushed into the hut as fast as he could, and kept rummaging around the straw mats.

"Where's my knife?"

.....

A minute later, when Xia Feng finally found his Shenyue Knife from the bottom of the shop and rushed out, Xiao Li had already single-handedly smashed the strong man into a pig's head.

Xiao Li, this kid doesn't even have a sword, he just relies on a willow branch to get in and out of the crowd, and his seemingly thin figure is actually amazingly explosive, one move and one style, like a green dragon flipped above the nine heavens.

In the face of the siege of dozens of people, Xia Feng didn't even have a chance to intervene, and after a while, this group of killers turned into wriggling caterpillars lying on the ground again.

The strong man who had just held the wolf's tooth hammer was bruised all over his body at the moment, and he begged Xiao Li with red and swollen eyes.

"Big.... Hero, we don't know Taishan, wrong, really wrong, let us live, and promise not to bother you again in the future. ”

Xiao Li raised his eyebrows with excitement on his face.

"Don't mind, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, what's wrong, you'd better call more people after you go back, especially those who are in charge, helpers, pick some powerful ones, I like to fight the most."

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It is hard to imagine that Xiao Li has such martial arts attainments at such a young stage, and he is really a genius among geniuses.

And according to Xia Feng's understanding, Xiao Li's parents died when he was 8 years old, and he ran to Qingyun Mountain to live alone, and now he doesn't even have a master, and all the moves are all made by himself from childhood to adulthood with a broken wicker.

One evening, after the two of them finished eating barbecue in front of the fire, Xia Feng asked out loud.

"Ah Li."

"Huh?"

"Why do you want to do that kind of thing, I mean the big trouble in the martial arts conference on the bounty order."

The light of the fire reflected on Xiao Li's green face, and his voice was flat, as if he was saying something for granted.

"There's no special reason, I just heard that Dongyang City is holding a martial arts conference in the town below the mountain, so I want to go and participate."

Xia Feng looked puzzled.

"Then why did you make such a fuss now, I heard that you still killed someone?"

Xiao Li nodded.

"Actually, I didn't want to kill anyone, I just missed, when I signed up that day, those people asked me who my master was, I said there was no master, and they asked me which sect I was studying, and I said I didn't have a sect, and then, they drove me away."

"And then?"

"Then, I became an audience without qualifications, and I could only watch these people compete in the audience, until I saw the finals from the preliminary round, and finally I couldn't help it, no way, those people are too vegetable, obviously the opponent is all flawed, and the things that can be solved with one move have to be endless."

Hearing this, Xia Feng had probably guessed the ending.

"And then you went on stage, and after you beat someone to death, you absconded in fear of crime?"

Xiao Li did not agree with this statement.

"No, I didn't run away, but defeated all the people in the entire venue who wanted to pull me down, until in the end, even the head of the Seven Great Sects was beaten by me until I couldn't stand up, and I left silently alone."

.....

Listening to Xia Feng's ears, Xiao Li's words in the most insipid tone were outrageous.

It's hard to imagine that this is an era of martial arts talents.

At this time, Xiao Li's body has just developed to the adult standard, and he doesn't even have a sword of his own, according to this trend, if it takes another ten or twenty years, this unprecedented martial arts freak can definitely fight all over the world.

Next to the fire, Xia Feng looked at Xiao Li's side face and asked softly.

"Ah Li, have you thought about what you want to do in the future, continue to challenge the martial arts heroes and become the leader of the martial arts alliance?"

At this moment, Xiao Li's voice was rarely a little melancholy.

"This was my previous dream, but after this incident, I found that it was not a difficult thing, so I gave up being the leader of the martial arts alliance now."

"And what do you want to do?"

"I was stopped by the martial arts conference before, the main reason is that I don't have a sect, but I don't want to join other sects, because they can't beat me, so I think about it now."

Standing up from the fire, Xiao Li made an exaggerated movement, pointing at the sky.

"I want to create my own sect, I even have a name in mind, it's called Qingyunmen!"

"Papa

In the face of such bold words, Xia Feng applauded again and again.

"Yes, Ah Li, if you have ambition, then you will be the head of the house in the future."

Retracting his finger, Xiao Li smiled.

"That's a must, Ah Feng, you will be the number one disciple of my Qingyun Sect in the future, come, call Master."

Xia Feng looked disgusted.

", who said they were going to join your sect."

"Huh? Aren't you joining? ”

"Of course not."

"Don't, I can teach you swordsmanship, it's very powerful."

Xia Feng rolled his eyes.

"Your swordsmanship is not learned by people at all, you think everyone is as talented as you, if you don't learn it, Lao Tzu won't learn it."

Xiao Li showed a mysterious expression.

"No, in fact, I have simplified the swordsmanship to ensure that everyone can learn it, if you don't believe me, I will show you."

As if in the mood, Xiao Li ran to the open space in front of him with a broken willow branch.

"Look at it, it's guaranteed to be simple and easy to understand."

"Wait a minute."

Raising his hand, Xia Feng threw his Divine Moon Knife to Xiao Li.

"Since you want to show your swordsmanship, how can you do it with willow branches, use me this."

Taking the Shenyue Knife, Xiao Li showed a relieved expression, but his mouth was still mean.

"Ah Feng, you're not a sword either."

"Hey, make do with it, my big sword is too heavy, I'm afraid you won't be able to play it."

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Under the reflection of the firelight, Xiao Li used the sword as a sword, showing the first set of sword skills he created.

The wind, the flow of the wind appeared.

With Xiao Li's hand, the wind blew on the top of the mountain standing above the clouds.

This set of sword skills seems to be bland, but in fact, the details contained in it have exceeded the comprehension of most sword masters in their lifetimes.

Soft as a spring breeze, quiet as a sea of clouds, as urgent as a rainstorm, chopping as thunder and lightning, every action can be divided into two, two into three, from static to dynamic virtual and real, it can be said that the real move is also false, and the false can become true.

Looking at Xiao Li's sword skills displayed in the firelight, Xia Feng's pupils gradually revealed a strange light.

This set of sword skills .......

.....

After a few minutes, Xiao Li stood up straight and withdrew the Shenyue Knife that Xia Feng had thrown at him.

"How about Ah Feng, it's probably like this, I've only sorted out some of it at present, and the rest has to be pondered again."

"Give me the knife."

"Huh?"

Standing up from the fire, Xia Feng walked up to Xiao Li and asked for the Shenyue Knife.

Then, under Xiao Li's inexplicable gaze, he relied on the muscle memory of his body, and then Xiao Li's sword skills that had just come to an abrupt end, and danced the second half.

Holding a knife in his hand, Xia Feng's heart seemed to echo with the familiar voice of a second child.

[Break the face with a point, break the enemy from the face, break out in an instant, the sword is closed in the snap of the fingers, a close and a close, it is already the autumn wind blowing, and the rainstorm is without a trace. 】

There is no memory in the head, and the moves of this sword technique come entirely from unconscious instinct.

.....

Compared with Xiao Li, Xia Feng's movements at the moment are slightly stiff, but this does not affect the "expert gatekeeper".

A moment later, Xia Feng's movements were interrupted by an exclamation.

"Ah Feng, it turns out that you are also a master!"

Summer Wind stops.

"Huh? I'm just casually ......"

Xiao Li grabbed his hand excitedly.

"Yes, you guy is hiding deep enough, sure enough, the hero sees the same, I won't tell you, the second half of this set of sword skills is similar to what you just showed, don't believe it, I don't have an afterthought, I really think so!"

Looking at Xiao Li's excited appearance, Xia Feng finally smiled.

"Yes."

"Yes!"

Empty-handed, Xiao Li gestured in front of Xia Feng for a long time.

"Oops, I've been thinking about this set of sword skills for a long time, and I've decided, the second half will be based on what you just showed, hehe."

Xia Feng was a little surprised.

"Is it so sloppy, you can improve it again."

Xiao Li waved his hand in a chic manner.

"There is no need to improve, the sword technique is dead and the person is alive, as a sect of the town school swordsmanship, there must always be a standard."

Then, Xiao Li raised his immature face and looked at the moon in the night sky from the top of Qingyun Peak.

"As the first set of sword skills of my Qingyun Sect, I must give it a nice name, Ah Feng, do you have any suggestions?"

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A dead leaf falls with the night breeze, and before you know it, autumn has quietly arrived.

Xia Feng stood beside Xiao Li, looking at the night sky with his gaze.

"The name of the word...... Come to think of it, ..... This set of sword skills is not as good as ........ Let's leave the rain in autumn. ”