He looked at the children of the Yun family, "The purpose of today's competition is to test whether your swordsmanship has improved, and you are not allowed to use other means." After saying that, the Great Ancestor retreated to the pavilion.

Yun Shijin said, "Miss Feng, you came to the Yun family as a guest, it's not good to insult people like this."

Feng Nianxi glanced at him lightly, "I don't mean anything else, I'm in a hurry, it's too troublesome to come one by one." Please forgive me if you are offended. ”

"Okay then, prepare."

The selected children of the Yun family secretly worked hard, ready to teach Feng Nianxi a profound lesson.

With a clear sound, Feng Nianxi's figure was gone. It seemed that all the forces of this sky were converging in one place. The wind rose suddenly, and as soon as the eleven members of the Yun family had reached the halfway point of their moves, they saw ten thousand sword qi passing by like meteors, surrounding them in all directions. This is the last type of 10,000-point streamer in the three swords of the Yun family's cloud piercing.

For their own sword style, the children of the Yun family are very familiar with it. Although it looks much more powerful than them, it is not impossible to dodge.

Eleven people hurriedly dodged this wave of attacks, and before they could stand firm, they felt like they had been stung, and there was a little stinging on their bodies. Everyone looked down and couldn't help but change their faces suddenly.

The practice clothes are covered with small holes the size of beans. If Feng Nian had hurt them, they would have become a leaky sieve.

"That's not how you tricked the Yun family's 10,000-point streamer." A concubine in the second room of the Yun family was not convinced.

"Stupid" Yun Jingtian's eyes were as cold as a knife. Looking at these juniors of the Yun family, their faces were full of disappointment, "You have been practicing the three swords of the Yun family since you were born, but you don't have as many things as Feng Yatou has learned in one day." She just didn't follow the old routine and hid a small part of the offensive, and you were fooled. ”

Feng Nianxi nodded, "The sword is in hand, I am the sword, and the sword is me." I can use it however I want. The purpose of our martial arts learning is to win against our opponents, and since the goal is to win, we don't have to stick to what routines to use. ”

"You have practiced swords for so many years, and the reason why you have not made much progress is because you are trapped by the established sword style, and you don't know how to adapt and dare not try. You must know that this set of swordsmanship handed down by your ancestors is not completely suitable for each of you. Like Feng Yatou, she changed the method that was not suitable for her, which not only fit her habits, but also increased the power of the sword style. ”

If it weren't for his own children and grandchildren, Yun Jingtian would really be too lazy to bother with so many words. Compared to the cultivation wizards who can learn it, these waste materials can't be wanted.

Tired

With the help of the Great Ancestor, Yun Poyue had already recovered to the Divine Transformation Realm. In order to compete with Feng Nianxi, he suppressed his cultivation to one star in the God Emperor Realm.

"Please, please"

The handsome face that looked soft at the last moment, this moment is like a sharp sword out of the sheath, standing between heaven and earth, and the momentum is awe-inspiring.

Feng Nian regretted that he didn't dare to slack off at all. Yun Poyue is a sword cultivation wizard, and she is not sure whether she can complete the three moves under his hands. Read the book

This time, Feng Nianxi didn't preemptively strike as soon as he came up. Instead, he unleashed the three swords of cloud piercing according to his own understanding.

Yun Poyue is not far behind, and he makes moves in an orderly manner. Compared with Yun Shijin and others, he is much more comfortable to deal with.

Yun Jingtian nodded secretly, and his mind was finally balanced. It doesn't make sense to have his own family heirloom swordsmanship, it's better to be played by an outsider. This is going to get out, and the Yun family's face is lost.

The wind is blowing. Fallen leaves swirled, flying up and down around the two. Yun Shijin and the others couldn't see the moves of the two of them clearly at all, and they only felt dazzled and dizzy. The disdain for Yun Poyue in my heart also disappeared. No wonder the Great Ancestor valued him, his cultivation talent was indeed beyond their reach.

"Take" Yun Poyue closed the momentum first. If you fight hard,,