"I didn't know you were so powerful......

Just now, Song Yi seized the opportunity, but this retreat, although it boosted his true qi, also gave the man in red a chance to wake up. When his companion fell to the ground, he naturally stepped forward, and a layer of red light faintly revealed on the red artist's sword, and then he threw the sword into the air, only to see wisps of true qi flowing out of his fingertips, and the sword floated in the air, like a boat on the water, without falling.

Song Yi's heart sank, knowing that this was the technique of using qi to resist the sword, this person's skill was better than Gao Zhan, Gao Zhan could only release the primary true qi, but he could not use the true qi to manipulate the physical sword to resist the enemy, this person had already mastered this level.

Before he could think about it, the sword of the man in red had already stabbed at Song Yi, which was not transformed by true qi, but real metal, and if he stabbed it, it would be a blood hole. Song Yi raised his sword to meet the attack, let the sword be accurate and ruthless, and also gave him a move, and hit it away one by one.

In the courtyard, I saw the cold light flickering, the sword blade roared, the flying sword of the man in red was approaching step by step, as fast as lightning, Song Yi was also a sword dance, guarding it without leaking, and after dozens of moves, the flying sword still failed to break through Song Yi's protective net.

Just like this, you come and go, advance and retreat, attack and defend, Song Yi is more and more fluent, and the more he defends, the smoother he is, but the other side is more and more impatient, and the more he attacks, the more he loses his head. Unconsciously, Song Yi practiced the Zhaoyue swordsmanship thoroughly, at this moment it is not a practice from beginning to end, from one to two, in order, but a real offensive and defensive battle, every move may change, every shot is irregular, you can only rely on your own mastery of swordsmanship to deal with, if you are not careful, you may be disemboweled, blood spattered on the spot!

This is a double test of basic skills and flexibility.

The sonorous sound of the collision of swords and blades resounded in the courtyard, Song Yi closed his eyes, he had already made more than a hundred moves with the man in red, and he no longer needed to rely on his eyesight to capture the other party's sword style, and more mobilized the perception of the whole body to deal with it-

is the same as the Moon Sword Technique, and the same is under the Yuequan Sect, and the opponent's moves and styles are also engraved in their hearts, advancing and retreating, resisting, dissolving, and counterattacking...... There are endless variations, endless mysteries, all around these seven dances.

Song Yi was keenly aware that the situation was changing, and he had gone from the first sword he received to the countless swords now, and as time went on, he became more and more active, from being forced to defend to counterattacking with ease.

What's more, he has a huge advantage.

With the True Qi Imperial Sword, its consumption is several times that of the Flesh Imperial Sword, the other party is only a disciple, it is impossible to have a deep foundation, and there is not enough True Qi to support him for a long time like this Imperial Sword, the power of the blow has become weaker, and several swords have lost their heads, and they can bounce off with a light touch.

Right now...... As long as you take a few steps forward and take the initiative to attack, the opponent's sword momentum may completely collapse!

However, Song Yi was not in a hurry, he still maintained the previous pattern, and occasionally even let go, revealing a little stretched, not only did not overpower the sword of the man in red, but also entangled his sword, so that he could not put away the sword and go back to completely change his moves. At the same time, Song Yi secretly accumulated strength and quietly condensed his true qi into his left hand, he knew that Gao Zhan had not given up yet......

After more than ten moves, Song Yi suddenly felt a stream of air burst into the circle between him and the man in red, and immediately opened his eyes, only to see Gao Zhan rushing over with a sword, and slashed down on his head viciously!

Here it is.

What Song Yi is waiting for is now!

The sword of the man in red happened to attack the front door, Song Yi held the sword of the man in red, and at the same time stretched out his left hand, grasped the hilt of the man in red, and the true qi that had been prepared for a long time in the heart of his left hand suddenly exploded, like a bomb, immediately broke the true qi link between the man in red and the sword, and snatched the sword alive!

Shocked by this, the man in red seemed to punch someone in the chest, and the whole person flew out, sat on the ground with his buttocks, and gasped.

With the two swords in his hands, Song Yi's spirits were greatly lifted, his hands were sent up, and the two sword blades pointed at Gao Zhan at the same time. Gao Zhan was already close at hand, unable to retreat, and without even letting out a scream, he watched these two swords burst through his shoulders and poke two bloody holes in his body!

The severe pain struck, and the sword could no longer be sent, dissipating in front of Song Yimei's heart!

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, Gao Zhan put Song Yi on the sword, blood gurgled down his arm, and the whole person was like a dying chicken, trembling.

"Tsk, that's heavy. ”

Song Yi took a sip and kicked Gao Zhan down, breathing a long sigh of relief. Looking around the battlefield, the courtyard was stained with blood, the man in blue has not gotten up so far, and the man in red has no intention of fighting again......

"Don't cry, it's noisy. Song Yi dropped his sword and stepped forward to slap Gao Zhan twice, Gao Zhan's face immediately swollen, and he didn't dare to cry, let alone mention asking Song Yi to return things.

"If you increase your ability in the future, you can find me to fight alone, accompany you at any time, don't look for someone to help blindly, just harm a few more people. ”

After speaking, Song Yi threw the red-clothed man's sword back to him, still only taking his own sword. The man in red got up, took out the wound medicine from his arms, hurriedly applied it to Gao Zhan and the man in blue, stopped the bleeding, and took the person away.

Song Yi looked at the mess in the courtyard and sighed: It seems that he was a little ruthless just now, and now the beam is bigger.

But then again, people don't offend me, I don't offend people, these people obviously not only come to find fault, but also really want their own lives, they can't be ruthless, where to wander for a second, or the subordinates are relaxed for a moment, and when the little brother comes back, I'm afraid I will only see Song Yi's tombstone, maybe there won't even be a tombstone, and there will be no place to bury him.

Gao Zhan's words mentioned "Senior Sister Ji" more than once...... Ji Yushu is the daughter of Elder Tianji, and the person who wanted to kill him before was also in their line.

There are still some things that Song Yi can't understand about this matter, but now he can only temporarily understand that Elder Tianji wants to be unfavorable to his own sect, to be precise, to be precise, to be unfavorable to his master, and Gao Zhan should also know this intention. Now that the master and senior brother are missing, and the junior brother is out again, as the only seedling of the master, he has naturally become the target of Gao Zhan.

As for what Gao Zhan wants to return himself...... Song Yi took out the bag from his arms, the healing jade cream had been used for the big bird, and what the other strange black porcelain bottle was, I still don't know, but looking at Gao Zhan's anxious appearance, most of it is a good product, so I will take it first. One day, Gao Zhan will really open his mind, and he will be able to take it back from his own hands with his ability.

The eldest husband dares to act boldly, Song Yi does not cause trouble, but he is never afraid of things.

"Chirp ......"

There was a bird's cry behind him, and the big bird, who had just been hiding, saw that the battle had subsided, and the thief came out of the house.

"Yo, you're not hiding. Gao Zhan turned around and smiled at the big bird: "It's useless, eat my food, but you don't know how to help me fight." ”

"Chirp. ”

"It's okay, don't be afraid, go wherever you want, be careful not to be caught. Song Yi rubbed its crest, and the big bird pecked lightly on his hand, flapped its wings and ran away.

......

After the big bird left, Song Yi cleaned the yard, washed off the blood, and changed his clothes, and it was still early. In the past few days, the weather has gradually warmed up, and the days have become longer, Song Yi practiced the Zhaoyue sword technique in the courtyard again, and finally felt a little tired, so he sat down to breathe.

Yesterday afternoon, I peeped at the fellow practitioner to practice the sword, and won the four styles after the Zhaoyue sword technique, which is considered a cramming assault study, after all, the time is too short, but I swallowed the dates and ate it, and many details and subtleties could not be integrated.

Today, he fought against Gao Zhan and the other three, especially the attack and defense of the flying sword of the man in red, and only then did he use the swordsmanship in actual combat, which greatly improved his comprehension and understanding of the entire set of swordsmanship.

However...... It's not enough. Song Yi always felt that there was still something missing, and he couldn't say what was missing.

Sitting cross-legged, calm and concentrating, the true qi wandered in Song Yi's body, he tried to find the black shadow hidden in the depths of his body, but he found nothing, so he only mobilized the true qi according to the method of the flowing spring heart trick and ran Zhou Tian. After three rounds, the fatigue had completely subsided, Song Yi reined in his true qi, opened his eyes, and looked at the spotless ground, the quiet courtyard wall, except for the occasional passing wind, the birds on the branches and the insects outside the threshold.

Quiet, quiet, with a hint of anxiety.

The voice in his head was still sleeping, Song Yi didn't disturb it, he looked away, and saw a house standing on the cliff in the east, with green smoke and faint light, listening carefully, he could hear one or two piano notes plucked in it, and he could see several disciples coming in and out. Song Yi inquired, it was the courtyard of Master Yu under the seat of Elder Tianquan, and now there are four disciples who are practicing with him.

As far as Song Yi knew, the daily study and life of the disciples of the Yuequan Sect were arranged by the master, and under the leadership of their respective masters, they studied step by step according to the recent schedule, practicing swords in the morning, practicing the mind in the afternoon, reading and practicing calligraphy in the evening, or practicing some other methods at the same time. For example, Ye Ming will practice whipping, and Luo Zhen will learn the trick of forging swords.

Every once in a while, the masters would bring their disciples to exchange ideas with other masters' disciples and benefit each other. It is said that in the Upper Academy, the disciples also have the opportunity to travel once a year, according to the arrangement of the master and the elders, or go to other brother sects for apprenticeship, or trace Range Rover, visit the world's masters, or visit famous mountains and rivers to cultivate their temperament.

However, these are far, far away from Song Yi.

Without a master, it is like a duckweed without roots, although the little senior brother is powerful, he is not a serious master of the Yuequan Sect, and many things cannot be arranged in his identity. In addition, the little senior brother is also very busy - not only to improve his own cultivation, but also to teach Song Yi over and over again, and to complete various homework to accumulate scores, plus some trivial things in life, the time is really not enough.

Before in the Bounty Court, when Song Yi handed in his homework with Senior Brother Guo, the round-faced junior sister sitting next to him heard that he was Bai Yunzheng's junior brother, so she stood up after "rubbing", looked him up and down, and couldn't help but interject:

"Senior Brother Bai Yunzheng Bai, he is amazing, he can actually save more than 3,000 points, breaking the record!" The round-faced girl said in an exaggerated tone: "I have been working in the Bounty Court for a year and a half, and he was almost 3,000 points when he first came, and now he has a few hundred more points, which is simply ......"