"Spring returns to the earth!"

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Song Yifei held the Feihong Sword in his hand, dancing among the trees, more gentle than a lady, softer than a play, a faint joy and vitality, hidden in the drizzling swordsmanship.

A trace of sword qi pierced through the fallen leaves, but it did not affect the trajectory of its fall in the slightest.

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"Leafy!"

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"The sun is scorching!"

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"The sun is blazing!"

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"Tree-shady!"

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The drizzle in Song Yifei's swordsmanship turned into a colorful summer, peach and willow green, and the faint vitality became intense and unrestrained.

The sword qi was tangled like the wind, sweeping in all directions, and the trees were twisted and scarred, like a storm destroying it.

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"Autumn is cool!"

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"The sky is high and the clouds are light!"

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"Fruitful!"

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"Eyes full of gloom!"

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The strong and unrestrained sword aura has become tepid, tranquil, and meticulous.

The wind rises, and the air is like water, rippling.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the breath of slaughter fills the heaven and earth.

The fallen leaves, swaying down one by one, seem to have really entered autumn, from verdant green to yellow and dry.

The autumn rain continues, and the swordsmanship is like a flowing ink painting.

Song Yifei's changing posture is like a piece of bread pole, dancing with long sleeves, dancing in the wind.

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Snowflakes are flying!

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Cold!

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Everything is withering!

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Winter thunder rolls!

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Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow. In the bleak autumn wind, the cold killing machine was slowly bred, getting colder and colder, the cold embedded in the bone marrow, the cold frozen soul, freezing the earth and covering the vastness.

Within a radius of ten zhang from Song Yifei, layers of hoarfrost were formed. As the chill continues to rise, the hoarfrost turns into ice crystals, producing crystal clear glass. The rain that falls from the sky turns into regular six-diamond-shaped snowflakes, each one unique and crystal clear.

Frozen for thousands of miles, full of snow!

Thundered!

True Qi and Sword Light merged, and the void shook slightly, and a dull thunderous voice sounded. Representing the alternation of winter and spring, the cold air slowly dissipated, and a faint vitality was nurtured in the swordsmanship.

Song Yifei put the sword back into the sheath, stood in the rain with his eyes closed, let the rain wet his clothes, and quietly comprehended the true meaning of the four seasons swordsmanship, and quietly recalled the subtlety of the swordsmanship.

I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly stabbed a straight sword!

"The Thirty-sixth Style of the Four Seasons Sword Technique - Four Seasons Reincarnation!"

This sword contains birth, old age, sickness and death, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the swordsmanship has transcended the moves and fused the spirit of the swordsman.

"This move is no longer about winning with moves and sword qi, but about influencing the opponent with spirit, not so much a sword move, but an illusion!"

"Compared to the absolute speed of the Flying Immortals Outside the Sky, the Four Seasons Sword Technique is equivalent to the other extreme! Sure enough, every peerless divine skill is not simple!"

He was very satisfied with the effect of "Four Seasons Sword Technique"!

Comprehending the last form of the "Four Seasons Sword Technique", the reincarnation of the four seasons, also represents that Song Yifei has cultivated the "Four Seasons Sword Technique" to a consummation level of supernatural perfection.

As the swordsmanship reached the consummation realm, the ultimate sword intent of the four seasons of reincarnation rushed into Song Yifei's spiritual world, and the illusory and transparent true intent of the sword path merged into one.

Airplanes!

The originally illusory and transparent lightsaber instantly became solid, looking crystal clear and beautiful, as if it was about to truly turn the virtual into reality.

Airplanes!

The sharp edge is exposed, cutting everything, permeating all directions, and the air is like a non-existent vibration, as if it is wailing.

"I don't know how much the power has increased?" Song Yifei said to himself.

After the true intent of the kendo is enhanced, the additional attack power should also rise.

The original Song Yifei already had the strength to kill the congenital perfection in seconds, and now, killing the congenital perfection should be like mowing the grass mustard.

It is impossible for an opponent to exist in the Innate Realm, unless the opponent comprehends the sword intent like him.

"Roar!"

Song Yifei looked left and right, and was about to find something to test the power of swordsmanship, when a black bear roared and rushed out of the jungle.

It is estimated that Song Yifei's sword practice just now was too loud, and it attracted it.

The black bear man stood upright, nearly ten feet tall, covered with long black hair, with a fat body, thick and powerful limbs, and huge soles, especially the forepaws, with five sharp claw hooks, which were very frightening.

Roar!

The moment he saw Song Yifei, the black bear's eyes revealed a bloody light of cruelty and greed. It roared and rushed towards Song Yifei, and a bloody stench emanated from it.

This bear has eaten people!

Black bears are omnivorous and plant-based, preferring a variety of berries, young leaves, bamboo shoots, and moss, among others. They also love honey, as well as various insects, frogs, fish, and carrion. They will occasionally break into farms to prey on livestock, but rarely attack humans.

There is only one circumstance in which they will see a human attack immediately, and that is if they have eaten a human and tasted the sweetness.

Facing the raging black bear, Song Yifei looked indifferent.

"Let's take your meat first!"

The sharp sword light flashed in his eyes, and then an illusory sword shadow that only he could see flew into the black bear's mind and slashed lightly.

The black bear, which originally looked very vicious, seemed to have lost its strength, pounced, and fell to the ground, without any breath on its body.

Song Yifei shook his head, he didn't take it seriously, he looked at the large jungle in front of him.

"Slash!"

The Feihong sword came out of its sheath, the sword intent was attached, and a pale golden sword qi was instantly slashed out.

Click!

All the trees, rocks, and peaks in front of him were all swept by the golden sword qi, and then slowly tilted, and then collapsed with a bang.

The mountains and rocks are grass and trees, the incision is smooth as a mirror, and the radius is clear.

Twitter!

Many small beasts, hiding under the trees, buried their heads in the earth in fright, screaming and trembling in fear.

Creak!

A large number of birds, insects and ants, fell from the trees, were affected by the sword intent, and lay dying on a messy ground.

"Good, so strong!"

Seeing the terrifying scene he caused, even Song Yifei himself was shocked.

The sword just now, he didn't use all his strength at all, but with a wave of sword intent, he didn't expect that the power was already ten times stronger than the ordinary innate consummation.

"What level of strength have I reached now?"

Song Yifei looked at his hands, trying to suppress the excitement and excitement in his heart, so as to avoid roaring in the sky or venting in a big way.

Ever since he comprehended the sword intent, he knew that his strength had made a qualitative leap, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

"It should be about the same as the Grandmaster, or surpass the Grandmaster, right?"

Since he had never fought with a grandmaster, Song Yifei was not sure if he had reached the level of a grandmaster.

Although he had seen Gu Canglan's sword intent, Gu Canglan was standing at the apex of the sect master, and there was obviously no way to use it as a standard to measure.

However, everything in front of him has already shown that the innate realm and him are already two levels.

Song Yifei really wanted to find a junior grandmaster to fight against, but he had always been cautious and would not take such a risk out of curiosity.

In case he can't win the fight, and the other party is curious about his strength.

I'm afraid it won't turn out too well!

Therefore, continuing to develop obscene is the king!

"Let's go to the Cherry Blossom Country first, find the Holy Land of the Loose Sect, and raise your strength to the Grandmaster Realm!"

The rapid improvement of strength did not make Song Yifei feel satisfied, but became more impatient.

Three days later, Song Yifei returned to Beihai City again and obtained a ticket to the cherry blossom country through some means.

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In the sea area thousands of miles away, there are three irregular islands, which are connected from end to end to form a ring-shaped island community.

I don't know if it's because of the climate or for what reason, but there are a lot of cherry blossoms growing on these islands.

At this time, in a wide and magnificent square near the most prosperous port of Qifeng in the cherry blossom country, a city called Yong'an is being brutally judged.

"Ahh

A terrible howl echoed.

In the center of the square, a middle-aged man with a pale face, an extremely distorted and painful expression, all his teeth had been knocked out, his eyes had been gouged out, and only two blood holes were left.

Shoulders, arms, wrists, knees, and feet were naked, pierced by long nails one by one, and the man kept screaming until the nails ran out, and his whole body was nailed to death, unable to move.

Next to the cross, lay a woman whose abdomen had been cut open and a baby had been removed, covered in blood, her face distorted, her body still trembling slightly, and blood foaming continued to overflow from her mouth, making a ho-ho sound of unknown meaning.

Tick tock!

A baby girl who had been trampled to pieces, with an umbilical cord still attached to her abdomen, and was only six or seven months old, was pierced by a spear and hung in front of the woman, blood dripping with nourishment water.

"Dare to betray the sage! Harbor the demon of the Loose Sect! This is the punishment!"