Yan Chixia was stunned, Xiahou had been pestering him, which made him annoyed, but he admired this person's dedication to the sword, so he felt a little sympathy.

Xiahou died in the hands of Chen Feiyang, he soon heard about it, and later found out that Chen Feiyang and they actually came to Qingpu, thinking that this young man must have received Xiahou's will, and came to meet himself, but he had the intention to avoid it, but he didn't expect them to find Wenchang Temple and fight fiercely with the water demon.

During the battle, Yan Chixia admired Chen Feiyang quite a lot, and was also surprised that they could hold on for so long, so she showed up to make a move.

Later, they talked happily, and Yan Chixia simply forgot about it.

I didn't expect Chen Feiyang to show Xiahou's swordsmanship in front of him?

Could it be that in the past few years, Xiahou has made any breakthroughs? But what does this young man mean by suddenly bringing up this topic at this time?

"Okay, you young man, then let's take a look, I want to see, what do you mean by this swordsmanship?" Yan Chixia opened her eyes half-drunk and stared at Chen Feiyang like a bull's eye.

Chen Feiyang smiled, walked down with his sword, and danced lightly in front of the hall, only to see the sword light dazzling, refracting the rising light under the rising sun.

"Huh?"

Pomegranate and Sirius shark were stunned.

The sword moves used by Chen Feiyang were obviously not his own swordsmanship.

They could see that Yan Chixia was naturally more able to see it, "Xiahou Secret Spectrum?"

Xiahou's swordsmanship came from the family tradition, and after decades of addition, deletion and improvement, it became practical and straightforward.

Now what Chen Feiyang is using in his hand is Xiahou's swordsmanship, Yan Chixia has seen it countless times, and every time she can see Xiahou's obvious progress.

This time. The Xiahou swordsmanship he had seen from Chen Feiyang's hands. But there is a noticeable difference.

"That's amazing!"

Yan Chixia was dazzled. He was shocked by the change in swordsmanship.

This is no longer just the swordsmanship of martial arts.

Xiahou's sword has a soul.

Even a dead branch, or an ordinary long sword, can shine in the hand.

"It's ......"

Yan Chixia frowned sometimes and was overjoyed, because she saw the new path of martial arts from Chen Feiyang's hands.

"Xiahou, my old friend, have you come this far?"

Yan Chixia sighed. Shaking his head in pain.

Xiahou's qualifications are the same as Chen Feiyang's, they belong to the top of the world, so he can rely on ordinary swordsmanship to achieve a supreme grandmaster.

But the path of martial arts, at least in this world, is extinct.

Martial arts masters above the Grand Grandmaster have not appeared in this world for hundreds of years.

If you want to go further, you must turn to the Immortal Dao.

Xiahou has been pestering Yan Chixia to compete with the sword, in addition to seeking an opponent, in order to seek a further step in the way of the sword.

Yan Chixia knew his thoughts, but she was helpless, so she always felt guilty.

I didn't expect to see Xiahou's new swordsmanship today. Although it is not yet systematic, it already has a new direction for kendo. This mercury-like attack coincides with the sword immortal's path.

Thinking that before he died, he was still seeking the supreme sword path, but he was never allowed to enter the door, Yan Chixia smiled bitterly, and looked at Chen Feiyang's gaze a little different.

"What is this suggesting?"

If these three people pleaded, they could have been registered disciples and refused to pass on the true law of Shushan to them, but seeing that this young man surpassed Xiahou's qualifications and was in the same predicament as Xiahou, Yan Chixia's heart moved and sighed.

After Chen Feiyang finished dancing with a set of swordsmanship, the wolf shark and the pomegranate didn't know what they meant, but Yan Chixia sighed, suddenly jumped up, and jumped out of the Wenchang Temple wall.

"Come with me!"

In the ruined temple, only a message was left for him.

Chen Feiyang got up when he heard the sound, followed his trail and chased him out, and followed Yan Chixia into the dense forest outside the temple.

Yan Chixia galloped for a while and stopped in a clearing in the forest, followed by Chen Feiyang, standing behind him.

Yan Chixia's robe flew, and the sword behind her flashed with golden light, but she never turned her head.

"Chen Feiyang, what do you want to learn swords for?"

He asked softly, not so much asking Chen Feiyang as asking himself.

"Slay demons and eliminate demons, and clarify the universe. ”

Chen Feiyang replied in only eight words, and the meaning of the sword to him now lies in this. He hopes that he can become a legend and be able to stop the endless war between humans and demons, which requires his great strength.

Learning swords is exactly his process.

Yan Chixia shook her head and sighed softly, "Chen Feiyang, you are a martial artist, but you are actually not a swordsman, although you have the sword qi on your body, and you have the sword qi of my Shushan sect, but you also have the protection of Buddhism and Taoism." You're still young, and you have a lot of paths to choose from, do you really want to learn my sword?"

Chen Feiyang raised his head, his eyes blazing, "Senior, I want to learn the sword, but not the sword of the senior, but my own sword." ”

His attitude was very clear.

Any kind of swordsmanship, mental method or martial arts is a tool for him to achieve himself, and he is not like Xiahou, who is only obsessed with swords, but devotes himself to martial arts.

The sword, just a small part of him, but that doesn't mean it's not important.

Yan Chixia smiled.

"You kid, if you join my Shushan Sword Sect, you don't need anything else, you won't be able to pass this level of conscience alone. ”

He shook his head and turned around, "I can't pass on your Shushan sword technique, but I can demonstrate it to you, and it's up to you how much you can remember." ”

Chen Feiyang knew that this was already the limit, and immediately nodded.

Yan Chixia let out a long laugh and jumped up, and at some point, the sword behind her back suddenly hung in the air, dripping and spinning, emitting countless blazing lights.

The sword qi spans 30,000 miles!

The sword light like a meteor was speeding in the dark dense forest, the branches and leaves were falling and falling, Chen Feiyang's eyes were chaotic, only the messy light and shadow were seen, and Yan Chixia could not even be seen.

In his ears, he could only hear the whirring wind, and before he could see what was happening, the big trees beside him were cut off by the waist and fell to the ground with a bang.

Chen Feiyang closed his eyes, he no longer looked with the naked eye-because it was impossible for the naked eye to catch up with the speed of Shangyan Chixia, and he could only comprehend it with his heart.

About a stick of incense, Yan Chixia just put away her sword, and the sword light in the sky suddenly stopped, condensed together, and formed Yan Chixia's figure.

The surrounding trees had fallen to the ground, and the place had been completely razed to the ground.

"How much do you remember?"

Yan Chixia smiled and turned to ask Chen Feiyang.

Chen Feiyang thought seriously for a moment, "One point." ”

Shushan swordsmanship, subtle and mysterious, just demonstrate once, how can you remember too much.

However, this is just one point, for Chen Feiyang, it is enough!

Drip, drip!

On the task list, a prompt appears that the second task objective has been completed. (To be continued......)