The wind from the north howled over Qingmang Mountain, bringing the breath of winter.

However, in the Qingyuan small building in the upper courtyard of Jingyun Wuyuan, there are still green trees and evergreen flowers in full bloom, as if they are not affected by the changes of the four seasons at all, and it is faintly like a small paradise outside the world.

Bite!

In the small courtyard, Wei Changfeng jumped high on the wooden stake, he lightly stretched his ape arm, and the Qingfeng sword in his hand drew a dazzling trajectory, accurately sweeping a copper coin that had just fallen from the sky.

Smack!

This yellow and clear Great Qin Tongbao was instantly split in half by the swept sword light, and they all fell to the ground.

Wei Changfeng turned around in the air, leaned out his right foot and stepped on another wooden stake, and stopped steadily.

Around him, dozens of stout wooden stakes were scattered high and low.

Whoa!

At this moment, all of a sudden, more than a dozen copper coins were thrown at him.

All the copper plates flew fast and fast, casting a sparse net of money in the air, refracting a thousand shining rays of light in the sunlight.

Wei Changfeng had already prepared, and the long sword that had just been withdrawn was handed out again, and it sparked at the flying copper coins like lightning.

The sound of clanging was endless, and in the snap of a finger, copper coins were knocked to the ground in the air and crackled against the hard floor tiles.

However, although his interception was superb, the number of copper coins thrown by him was too large, and five of them still leaked, two of which hit his arm and chest respectively, and the other three fell to the ground.

Wei Changfeng put away the Qingfeng Sword and shook his head a little dissatisfied.

"Senior brother, you have made great progress!"

Yu Qinghong walked over from behind a row of wooden stakes, and said with a smile: "Seventeen copper coins can hit twelve, and the sword style of Spring Rain has mastered the essence!"

Beside her, there was also a cute little girl with her hair combed and bearded, it was Tie Xinlan.

Point spring rain is one of the twelve sword styles of Wanzong swordsmanship, highlighting the "point" character in the swordsmanship, requiring raindrops falling in the air at the moment of the sword.

The spring rain is as thin as silk, and it is definitely not easy to do this, without a good eye and control of the sword, it is extremely difficult to meet the requirements of "quasi".

In addition, Dian Chunyu also pays attention to the word "fast", shoot quickly, contract the arm and twist the wrist, and the more times you point the sword in an instant, the better.

Fast and accurate, it is the essence of the spring rain style!

Wei Changfeng was able to connect the twelve copper coins in a single breath, which was already considered to be a master in this sword move, and his skills were impeccable, but what he lacked was the proficiency that required long-term practice.

And it has only been half a month since he learned the Ten Thousand Sects Sword Technique!

"Senior brother is so powerful!"

Tie Xinlan clapped her little hands and said, "Do it again!"

Wei Changfeng smiled: "The copper plates I exchanged in the city were all lost by your senior sister."

He jumped down from the stake, reached out and touched Tie Xinlan's little head lovingly: "Can you help me pick up everything that fell on the ground?"

Tie Xinlan looked up and smiled: "Okay, I like to pick up copper plates the most!"

Half a month ago, Tie Xinlan was introduced by Wei Changfeng to worship under the Dongfang Caibai Sect, and has become a registered disciple of the latter, just waiting to return to the mountain gate in the future to perform a formal apprenticeship.

When she first came to Qingyuan Xiaozhu, Tie Xinlan was still very timid and shy, and she didn't dare to speak.

But whether it is Dongfang Caibai or Yu Qinghong, she is very good to her, so under getting along day and night, she gradually becomes cheerful and lively, and her silver bell-like laughter can often be heard in Qingyuan Xiaozhu.

Interestingly, compared to Yu Qinghong, who treated her like a sister, Tie Xinlan preferred to be close to Wei Changfeng, who was immersed in kendo cultivation, and came to the small courtyard every day to watch Wei Changfeng practice swords.

"How much is this, and I'll pay it back to you tomorrow"

Yu Qinghong glared at him angrily and said, "Don't practice first, the master will let you go!"

Hearing her tone, Wei Changfeng couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"What can happen to the master?"

Yu Qinghong said stupidly: "It's your sweetheart who is back!"

"Sweetheart?"

Wei Changfeng, who was confused, couldn't react in time: "Who?"

However, he immediately came to his senses and said with a wry smile: "Are you talking about Ye Qingxuan? She is not my sweetheart." ”

Yu Qinghong pursed her lips: "Duplicity, go quickly, the master is waiting for you!"

Wei Changfeng, who couldn't cry or laugh, could only say goodbye to Tie Xinlan and hurriedly went to the small pavilion.

In the pavilion, Dongfang Caibai and a young girl sat opposite each other, talking and laughing with genuine tea.

The moment Wei Changfeng's footsteps stepped into the pavilion, the young girl turned her head and looked at him.

Ye Qingxuan!

When they met again after nearly a month, this beautiful woman who had made Wei Changfeng's predecessor upside down had lost a lot, with a faint trace of melancholy between her eyebrows.

She looked at Wei Changfeng's eyes very clearly, but she quickly became a little more curious and surprised.

Compared with the same month ago, Wei Changfeng has really changed a lot now.

After this period of hard work, his cultivation realm has been greatly improved, not to mention, the temperament of the whole person is completely different from before, there is no longer any inferiority cringe and cowardice, there is self-confidence and calmness!

And with the help of Dragon and Tiger Soup's frequent body washing and body training, Wei Changfeng's figure has been raised a little higher, and the original childishness and weakness are no longer there, but more of a man's temperament!

Yu Qinghong didn't know Wei Changfeng's predecessor, and practiced swords with him every day, so he might not feel much about his changes, but for Ye Qingxuan, the impact of this transformation couldn't help but be a little exciting!

But after all, she was born in everyone, and her cultivation was not bad at all, although she was surprised and did not lose her temper, she just nodded at Wei Changfeng and smiled faintly.

Wei Changfeng smiled, strode forward and saluted Dongfang Caibai: "Disciple to meet the master!"

"Sit down and talk"

Dongfang Cai Bai frowned slightly, lifted the teapot on the table, and personally poured him a cup of tea.

Wei Changfeng didn't hesitate, and sat down on Ye Qingxuan's right side, just politely keeping a little distance.

"This is your Senior Sister Ye Qingxuan, she didn't come to her house for anything some time ago"

Dongfang Caibai said: "You can get to know each other again now, Qing Xuan's talent is no less than your senior sister, and the time to learn swords with me is not short, if you don't understand anything in the future, you can ask her for advice." ”

Wei Changfeng couldn't help but look at Ye Qingxuan, the latter's pretty face turned red, and said: "The master praised it falsely, and the disciple didn't dare to be ashamed, and he didn't dare to instruct Senior Brother Wei." ”

Dongfang Caibai shook her head, not continuing to dwell on this topic, she asked: "Wei Changfeng, the day after tomorrow will be the Martial Academy's Xiaobi, how is your Wanzong swordsmanship?"

Since Dongfang Caibai taught the Wanzong Sword Technique to Wei Changfeng half a month ago, he has never asked about his cultivation again, and the reason for asking today is undoubtedly related to the life-and-death duel between him and Hao Xiong.

Wei Changfeng thought for a while and said, "Twelve sword moves, seven moves Xiaocheng!"

"Half Moon Seven Moves Xiaocheng!"

Dongfang Caibai muttered lightly: "Even if it is my master, I don't dare to boast that I can do it, then let me try, what you are talking about is not a lie!"

She suddenly stretched out her slender hand and pressed it lightly on the desk, and the whole person suddenly flew up.

Before Wei Changfeng could react, Dongfang Caibai had already fallen in the center of the pavilion, and his body movements were like flowing water, without the slightest hint of human fireworks.

She stepped barefoot on the cold floor and said in a deep voice, "Draw your sword and attack me with all your might!"

"Disciple obeys!"

Wei Changfeng stood up without thinking, and walked towards the east to pick white.

His pace is not very fast, so he can control the rhythm of his breathing, condense his strength with his true qi, and quickly adjust his state to the best!

This kind of fighting technique comes from the experience of a certain grandmaster-level martial artist in the memory of Wei Changfeng's divine soul, although it is not a peerless technique, but it is very practical and easy to use.

After only taking three steps, Wei Changfeng's momentum and fighting spirit have climbed to the top!

Boom!

And the pavilion is not big, and the distance of three steps also allows him to approach Dongfang Caibai's body, and the Qingfeng sword is unsheathed!

The next moment, a flash of silver sword light swept towards the latter's head and neck from the bottom up.

Side-drawn sword style, stirring the heart!

This is a combination of sword drawing and Wanzong sword style, although the simple side drawing sword style can also attack directly, but there is no change in the sword moves, as long as the opponent is on guard, it is difficult to succeed.

The chaotic heart style of Wanzong's swordsmanship did not move, and the long sword contained three changes, and the trajectory of the sword blade became unpredictable under Wei Changfeng's wrist control, but the degree did not slow down in the slightest!

With this sword, Wei Changfeng shot extremely fast, and even used ninety percent of his strength!

He wasn't worried that he would accidentally hurt Dongfang Caibai, because the latter's cultivation could easily crush his two realms, and trying to keep his hands would only be humiliating and making jokes in vain!

Seeing that this flirtatious move was about to hit Dongfang Caibai, she suddenly moved two feet backwards, avoiding Wei Changfeng's attack.

Wei Changfeng didn't have the slightest surprise, and the long sword swung to a high point in the air, and swung it down violently while stepping forward.

Broken Golden Beam!

Among the twelve sword strokes of the Wanzong Sword Technique, the Broken Golden Beam Style is the most ferocious and domineering, and the sword blade falls straight down, carrying an invincible momentum, and the sword body exudes a faint red light.

That was a unique sign of Wei Changfeng Qianyang's true qi permeating the sword body, and ten percent of the strength made this long sword even sharper and more terrifying, and the blade broke through the air and let out a low roar!

If this second sword is hit, not to mention a living person, even a stubborn stone can be split!

In the face of such a sharp sword, Dongfang Caibai did not dodge anymore, she suddenly raised her slender hand that was as bright as jade, and actually met the sword blade that fell!

"Ahh

Ye Qingxuan, who was watching the battle next to him, couldn't help but exhale softly when he looked at it.

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