The first three days of sword training on the edge of the cliff can be said to be the hardest period of martial arts practice in Fei Feiyu's life.

At first, he couldn't find the trick at all, as long as the wind was together, he began to stab randomly, not to mention "a sword to stop the wind", even the wind could not be mastered, but the "feather death" was extremely light, often as soon as the sword came out, it was blown crooked by the wind, and it was impossible to make a move.

It wasn't until the third day that Fei Feiyu, who had always been lazy in practicing martial arts, finally dropped the "Feather Death" and sat down angrily to stop practicing.

He sat on the ground for a long time, and finally laughed self-deprecatingly, and lay down on his back.

Extraordinary Yu stared at the sky and thought of the scene of the creation of the "sky".

Why do you give up so easily every time?

Isn't it to avenge the blood feud of your parents, brothers and sisters? Why can't you even bear this little bit of suffering?

Fei Feiyu laughed again, laughing at his own weakness, laughing at himself for using the idea of "revenge" to give himself an excuse to continue to linger.

He finally knew why it was Night Dance, Adam, Fang Bubai, Feng Potian, Ruthless Child, or Master.

He could see a trace of sadness in the eyes of the other party.

That's because of myself!

It's a reflection of the sadness in my eyes!!

Fei Fei Yu closed his eyes, eager to hide his sadness again.

Hide deeper.

Then he felt the wind.

It's as if the world suddenly brightened, and everything that is formless and insubstantial is given light.

So see the trail of the wind.

Fei Fei Yu jumped to his feet, picked up the "Feather Death", and stabbed out a sword.

This sword has driven thousands of swords.

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Han Shuangshuang's sword net was already approaching in front of him, but Fei Feiyu didn't even blink.

He stabbed a sword.

As soon as it comes out, it's a simple sword.

However, this sword passed through the thousands of sword shadows wielded by Han Shuangshuang, through the gap in time and space, through the sadness bound by memories, and through everything.

The second tip: "Breaking the word"!!

This sword was fast, but not so fast that Han Shuangshuang couldn't react, the reason why it broke through Han Shuangshuang's sword net so easily was only because the place it stabbed happened to be the place where all the movements of the sword net converged.

Eye of the Broken Wind.

The "Feather Death" stabbed Han Shuangshuang in front of the throat.

At this moment, Fei Feiyu hesitated.

Is that going to take his life?

So easily, kill as you say?

However, how can blood feuds not be avenged?

When Extraordinary Yu Shang was hesitating, he found that the "Feather Death" in his hand, because it was too light and agile, trembled slightly as if it was a living thing as if it was castrated with the sword.

This tremor just happened to make the extremely sharp tip of the sword slash through Han Shuangshuang's throat.

"Feather Death" stained with blood!

The sword net disappeared suddenly, and Han Shuangshuang's eyes widened, and his handsome face with an evil aura twisted in pain, looking at Extraordinary Yu in disbelief.

He threw away the sword in his right hand, which pressed against the ground, and pressed his right hand against his own throat, which was oozing blood.

The audience around all exclaimed, this is not the first murder in this martial showdown, but it is the most regrettable and touching one.

Han Shuangshuang slowly fell to his knees, about to lose his life.

Just like at that time, he took the life of an extraordinary sword.

And this is the first time that Extraordinary Yu has killed someone with his own hands and with his own sword.

For a moment, a little horror appeared on Fei Feiyu's face.

However, looking at Han Shuangshuang's painful expression, he couldn't help but involuntarily stack the picture in front of him with the blackened faces of his parents.

Then a strange, inexplicable pleasure swelled up from the depths of his heart.

Is this revenge?

The black ashes that he shook down to the endless cliff seemed to fly back again.

Circling around him, flying around, laughing loudly.

Adam in the audience, for some reason, looked at Fei Feiyu with a sad expression.

In the viewing area of the participating teams, dressed in white and as beautiful as a dreamy poem, the snow was gently frowned.

At the highest point in the arena, the "first man in the world" emperor also saw this scene.

His lips were slightly ......

A cold ...... emerged

Grin.