Hearing that Xiao Bai said that the lowest level sword skills mastered by the disciples of the Sword Hall had also reached the high level of the wind level, Ye Feng's heart trembled.

Looking at the major sword cultivation sects in the Yin Shang Kingdom, there are no more than three sects that are qualified to master wind-level sword skills. Take the Lishui Sword Sect as an example, the Zhen Sect's peerless Lishui Sword Technique is a wind-level sword technique. It's just that even a super sword skill like the Lishui Sword Technique is only a low-level wind level, and it is not comparable to the high-level sword skill that Xiao Bai said at all.

Knowing that Xiao Bai had mastered countless high-level sword skills, Ye Feng's eyes flashed with wolf light. He knew in his heart that a person like Xiao Bai was a huge treasure cave, and he, a person who dealt with the treasure cave all day long, if he didn't get some treasures, wouldn't it be equivalent to entering the treasure mountain empty-handed.

"Senior, what do you want to say?" Ye Feng asked earnestly.

The burning eyes and soft salutation made Xiao Bai almost get goosebumps. He suddenly found that he had underestimated the temptation of high-level sword skills to Ye Feng.

However, it is no wonder that Ye Feng was born in the Yin Shang Kingdom, looking at the Tianyuan Continent, the Yin Shang Kingdom is just a small country that does not enter the stream, don't say that Ye Feng will behave like this, I am afraid that when he hears the news of the Wind Level High-level Sword Technique, the sect leader of the Water Sword Sect, Hai Wuya, will also reveal Ye Feng's expression.

"It's nothing, what I'm going to say is that although you can't learn high-level sword skills now, it's not that you can't use any sword skills. In the thousand-year-old sword hall, the predecessors have long thought of this, and they have studied the three types of sword moves. Xiao Bai said.

"Just three moves?" Ye Feng looked at Xiao Bai in astonishment, his eyes full of disappointment.

There are at least dozens of moves that can be called sword skills. Take the line-level mid-level sword technique "Water Sword Technique" cultivated by many disciples in the Water Sword Sect as an example, it contains thirty-six styles and one hundred and eight variations. But Xiao Bai told him that the low-level disciples in the Sword Hall could only practice three sword skills, which couldn't help but disappoint him to the extreme.

Ye Feng's disappointed expression fell in Xiao Bai's eyes, causing Xiao Bai to laugh wildly again. He didn't explain, just as soon as the void movement of his palm moved, he used his soul power to condense a three-foot-long red long sword in his hand.

"Little one, take a good look at the swordsmanship I'm going to teach you. Xiao Bai said loudly, and then his figure rose to the sky, jumping straight into the air above the waterhole.

"The first form of the Three Absolute Sword Techniques - Dividing Water!" Xiao Bai shouted in a low voice. The virtual long sword in his hand slid down suddenly, and immediately there seemed to be a thunderbolt in the void, and when the crimson sword light fell on the water, it immediately made a thunderous explosion, smashing waves hundreds of meters high on the water.

With a loud bang, the long sword broke through the waves and slashed into the water, and at the moment when the sword body entered the water, an incomparably fierce force sprayed out from the sword body, acting on the water surface, and immediately let the pool water disperse to both sides.

In the deep circular pool, the mirror-like surface of the water is neatly divided into two parts. In the center of the two pools, a vacuum zone half a foot wide, revealing the deep black silt at the bottom of the pool, suddenly appeared. It is the action of this vacuum belt that separates the water of the pool into two parts, forming two bottomless deep pools.

Looking at Xiao Bai, who had divided the pool into two parts with a sword, Ye Feng was so shocked that he almost stopped breathing.

After being away from the Water Sword Sect for so long, he was not a hillbilly without any knowledge, but so far it was the first time he had seen someone separate a cold pool with an area of more than three hundred square meters with a single sword.

"I can learn this kind of sword skill. Ye Feng felt a pious mouth.

Xiao Bai withdrew the long sword with his hand, and at the moment when the long sword was withdrawn by him, the pool of water suddenly closed to the middle, and once again merged into a pool of water.

"Of course you can cultivate. I just used the power equivalent to the fifth-level swordsman stage, if you can keep cultivating the Heaven Devouring Determination and become a fifth-level swordsman, you will definitely be able to release even more terrifying power than I just now. Xiao Bai said.

Ye Feng subconsciously swallowed and foamed, his eyes full of horror. A fifth-level swordsman can cut off the flow of water, so how strong should a swordsman and a strong person at the level of a sword king be.

"Senior, what are the last two styles of the three-style swordsmanship you are talking about?" Ye Feng asked.

Xiao Bai's eyes widened, and he snorted coldly: "Little guy, everything is gradual, you still have to master this water-splitting sword technique firmly, and then ponder the next two sword skills." But at this moment, I can tell you the names of the last two styles of swordsmanship, they are called Mountain Splitting and Sky Splitting, and think for yourself how powerful the latter two styles will be. ”

After that, Xiao Bai no longer paid attention to Ye Feng, and returned to play the cultivation method of the Water Splitting Sword Style into Ye Feng's mind, and then drilled into the Soul Fixing Stone again.

The water-splitting sword style is the simplest of the three major sword moves in the sword hall, and it mainly focuses on killing with one hit. Its attack is powerful, but the principle is extremely simple, focusing on concentrating all its power on a single point on the tip of the sword.

Although this kind of exercise seems easy, it is not as easy as it seems. Not to mention that ordinary cultivators are difficult to concentrate all their strength on one point, and even if they do, it will take a lot of preparation time, and when the two are fighting each other, no matter how stupid the enemy is, he will not give the opponent time to gather strength.

After understanding the characteristics of the Water Splitting Sword Style, Ye Feng finally understood Xiao Bai's intentions. Professor Xiao Bai divided the water sword style, in fact, he wanted to give him more means to save his life. Indeed, there is no technique that is more intimidating than the water sword style, and once he has a conflict with others, this style of sword technique alone will probably make many people daunted.

After learning that the Water Splitting Sword Style could not be used casually, Ye Feng could only practice the basic swordsmanship suitable for the sword servant again. In the process of monotonous stabbing, picking, splitting, and slashing, the vitality in his body became more fluid, and the momentum revealed in his gestures was much more powerful than before.

When it was dark, Ye Feng returned to the wooden house where he lived. Before he could get closer to the hut, he heard a slight noise.

"Has someone come to his residence?" Thinking of the jealous expressions of the people around him when he obtained the low-level sword in the daytime, a cold glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes.

The Lishui Sword Sect strictly forbids disciples to fight in private, but this does not mean that the Sword Sect has always been peaceful. As far as Ye Feng knew, there was no shortage of incidents of forcible seizure in the Sword Sect, but those who dared to do so were all disciples with some strength, and people like him who were about to be kicked out of the sect did not dare to do such a thing even if they were killed.

Thinking of someone beating his own idea, a cold glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. Suppressed for too long, he couldn't wait to break out, he wanted to see who was so unlucky to touch this brow when his strength was greatly improved.

Ye Feng did not take the path in front of the wooden house, but walked through the dense forest on one side and went around to the back of the wooden house. Seeing the flickering candlelight in the wooden house, his eyes were even colder.

No matter how bold the robber was, he didn't dare to fight with open fire, and this person dared to enter his room and light a candle openly, which was enough to see his arrogance and didn't take Ye Feng to heart.

Thinking of everyone's contempt for him in the past ten years, Ye Feng's heart rose with rage. Quietly pulled out the murderous sword he had been carrying, like a night owl, and walked lightly to the front of the wooden house.

When he arrived at the door of the wooden house, Ye Feng suddenly stepped out and stepped on the wooden door. As he poured vitality into his legs, the moment he came out of his legs, there was a sharp sound of breaking the air in the air, and when the soles of his feet stepped on the wooden door, the wooden door made of more than a dozen wooden planks shattered, and countless pieces of wood splashed in all directions, releasing a roaring sound.

In the room, three men holding long swords heard the sound of the doorway, and they were all startled. When they saw that it was Ye Feng who entered outside the door, their nervous expressions relaxed at the same time.

The leader of the three was a young man in his early twenties. The man was wearing a bright purple and valuable brocade dress, with a wide-brimmed golden belt wrapped around his waist, and a ring-shaped jade pendant that still released a light green luster in the night light hung on the edge of the belt.

In addition to being extremely well-dressed, the young man was also unusually handsome. Even if it is just surrounded by two people, it still gives people a feeling of standing out from the crowd, and it must be an existence that all female disciples love in the Lishui Sword Sect.

Seeing the man and the two tall and burly young men beside him, who knew that they were powerful at a glance, Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and they were immediately covered by cold eyes.

He knew this young man, or in the entire outer courtyard, there was no one who did not know this young man who was famous in the outer courtyard and was known as the third strongest man in the outer courtyard.

The man's name is Lin Huaiyu, not only has he cultivated to reach the realm of a fifth-level sword servant, but his identity is even more extraordinary. He is the only son of the Iron Marquis of Yin Shang State, and in the future, he will be the heir of the Iron Marquis, the Marquis of Yifang.

On weekdays, Ye Feng and Lin Huaiyu had no intersection, and even said that the two had never said a word in the Sword Sect. Now that Lin Huaiyu entered his room rashly, his intentions were naturally revealed. And thinking that Lin Dui, who he saw in the shop during the day, was a member of the Tie Gu Hou Lin clan, Ye Feng even guessed the purpose of Lin Huaiyu's coming here.

"Does Lin Huaiyu want that Zhanshui Sword?" Ye Feng smiled coldly in his heart.

If in the past, he considered the Ye family behind him, and he might have made compromises.

But now it was different, his eyes were already locked on the assessment in two and a half months, and he was bent on entering the inner courtyard of the Sword Sect. Once he is successfully promoted and qualified to enter the inner courtyard, his identity will be on an equal footing with Lin Huaiyu, and there is no need for him to be afraid of the other party at all.