Yi Yong was a little happy, this is not to blame Yi Yong, anyone who has practiced swordsmanship for months and sweated for months will be very excited if they finally have results.

After calming down, Yi Yong waved the Yilong Sword again and continued to practice swordsmanship.

As the saying goes: the sword is practiced a hundred times, and its secret is revealed. No matter what kind of swordsmanship, it is always right to practice diligently, not to mention that Yi Yong is just getting a glimpse of the door now, so naturally he has to practice hard.

Whew.

At night, under the bright moon, in the courtyard, only the constant sound of the sword wind records the rise of a young man......

It wasn't until late at night that the frogs in the wild no longer sounded, and Yi Yong took the sword and dragged his tired body back to the room to meditate and cultivate.

In the silent cultivation, there was nothing to say all night.

Day 2......

Yi Yong is used to getting up early, and after washing, he will do morning exercises.

Because Yi Feng has not yet taught Yi Yong's martial arts and swordsmanship, Yi Yong is practicing a set of basic swordsmanship with the Yilong Sword.

Although he did not use his true qi, after long-term training and tempering of the sandbag road, Yi Yong's physical strength could not be underestimated, and a set of the most basic swordsmanship in Yi Yong's hands also showed a strong momentum, whistling and whistling, so not majestic.

Yi Yong was just practicing his sword, and Yi Feng walked out.

"Your basic swordsmanship is completely embroidery!" Yi Feng watched Yi Yong practice for a while, his face gradually turned cold, and he scolded loudly.

"How is it possible!" Yi Yong retorted: "I have been practicing this set of basic sword techniques for more than a month, and I have fully comprehended the essence, and I have been able to achieve the same basic sword moves as described in the sword spectrum." Where do you come from embroidery!"

"Hmph. What are you practicing for?" Yi Feng was not angry when he heard Yi Yong's rebuttal, and asked Yi Yong with a smile.

"Practicing the sword, of course, becoming a real swordsman! ”

"Huh. These are all false, and if you want to survive on the road to becoming a strong man in the future, you will have to face countless opponents, and they all want to kill you. Yi Feng's expression became serious, his face was filled with a taste of iron and blood, and he said: "And if you want to be immortal, if you want to become a powerful swordsman, then you must kill them!"

"Are you saying that my sword is missing a bit of murderous aura?" Yi Yong asked after thinking for a while.

"It can't be called murderous, murderous is more of a momentum and state of mind, and it is difficult for people who have not really killed people to understand. Yi Feng shook his head and said, "Your current swordsmanship is a little less agile and sharp. Because when you really fight against people, they can't stand still like a wooden stake and let you chop down. ”

Yi Yong: "So, my swordsmanship should be flexible and changeable, and I don't want to blindly follow the sword spectrum?"

Yi Feng: "It can be said that your current swordsmanship is too rigid, and there is no difference between the swordsmanship of Dacheng and Dacheng's swordsmanship for the wooden stake that can't move, but once you fight with people, you will naturally fall into disadvantage." ”

Yi Yong: "Then how should I train, how to practice the sword to make the sword flexible?"

Yi Feng: "This is useless to rely on practice alone, only real combat can do, because only actual combat can make you understand the sense of crisis in a moment of life and death with the enemy, which can make you quickly become flexible and sharp in swordsmanship." ”

"You mean let me find someone to fight to the death?" Yi Yong was a little surprised, and then said helplessly: "But there are no monks here." ”

Yi Feng shook his head, showed a sinister smile, and said, "It doesn't have to be human." Hahaha......"

......

After breakfast, Yi Feng gave Yi Yong an ordinary iron sword, which was exactly the same in shape and weight as the Yilong Sword, but it was not as sharp and spiritual as the Yilong Sword.

"Go, hold on to me. After Yi Feng gave the iron sword to Yi Yong, he directly beckoned Yi Yong to be careful, and then directly stepped forward and hugged Yi Yong...... Take off!!

Flying! This is something that only Wu Zong can do! That's right, it's Wu Zong!

Yi Yong looked at Yi Feng with a calm face, and suddenly felt that this father had become mysterious.

In the air, the huge wind flow made it difficult for Yi Yong to open his eyes, and Yi Yong squinted his eyes to see the mountains within a radius of dozens of miles below quickly disappear from sight......

What a speed, what an amazing ability, what a man!

Isn't it just that a man wants to be such a person when he is alive!

Yi Yong's enthusiasm for cultivation in his heart increased to the extreme again!

Whew.

The sound of the wind in his ears slowly became smaller, and Yi Yong saw a boundless mountain range appear in front of him from above, which was truly boundless! Yi Yong couldn't see the edge at all in the sky high above the clouds.

In this boundless mountain range, one or two huge demonic beast roars came from time to time, which made some weak people feel frightened, and Yi Yong also felt a cool breeze on his back when he listened to these roars.

Slowly, the wind descended.

"This is the Demon Beast Mountain Range in the north of the Shangwu Empire, there are countless Demon Beasts in it, and you can easily kill you if you come out, so I will put you here, and you will ask for more blessings, and I will come to pick you up in three months. ”

Yi Feng threw Yi Yong on a piece of grass, said a word to Yi Yong, and then flew directly and floated away.

"Damn!

Yi Yong was completely stunned, and just threw me here alone?Is there any mistake, you yourself said that there are countless powerful demonic beasts here, and you can easily kill me at any time, and you just threw me here?

Yi Yong knows what it means to be called, Daddy!

Looking at Yi Feng who was already far away in the sky, then listening to the roars of beasts around him, and then looking at the dense woods next to him, Yi Yong felt helpless for the first time.

Although Yi Yong's mind belongs to the category of precociousness, he is just a child, an eight-year-old child! Although he has already cultivated, the years are not long, and he lacks training, this time he directly threw Yi Yong here, so that Yi Yong really felt a sense of impending great disaster.

Yi Yong looked at the sky, that was where Yi Feng had gone.

After seeing it for a while, Yi Yong held the iron sword in his hand tightly with both hands, and began to wander cautiously and aimlessly.

It's just that no one noticed that as soon as Yi Yong left, there was a figure behind him, it was Yi Feng who should have been gone long ago!

It is definitely not a good way to stay in one place for a long time, knowing that there are many demonic beasts here, and there are countless powerful demonic beasts, Yi Yong can only walk with the highest vigilance.

Yi Yong walked for more than ten minutes in a row, and fortunately he didn't encounter the demonic beast, but Yi Yong's vigilance still did not decrease at all, and he still walked slowly with his sword in both hands......

"There's a creek ahead. The temperature in this Demon Beast Mountain Range is very high, and Yi Yong, who has been nervous and walking for a long time, is already sweating and thirsty, and when he sees a stream in front of him, he immediately runs happily.

"Roar!" Just as Yi Yong was about to reach the stream, a beast roared, and a huge black shadow pounced on Yi Yong......