Although it is said that the conceit of the sun and the moon is not the sword intent of the instant sword flow, this does not mean that the moon Izumo has long abandoned the instant sword flow, but has integrated it into his own sword path. Moreover, although the Instant Sword Flow was comprehended by Yue Chuyun a long time ago, it was not so simple to really want to cultivate the Instant Sword Flow.

Otherwise, with Ling Yue being by Allure's side for so long, at least he would be able to cast the Instant Sword Flow Sword Intent. However, although Ling Yue can see it almost every day, he still can't comprehend the instantaneous sword flow sword intent, naturally not because Ling Yue's qualifications are not enough.

Sun Feiliang is a genius, at least for kendo.

What's more, at the moment when Sun Fei showed his sword, Yue Izuyun had already seen the strongest part of his apprentice, not his swordsmanship, but his state of mind.

There is no doubt that the opposite side is a master, but Sun Feiliang clearly knows this, but when he takes out the sword, he does not see the slightest retreat from the sword momentum, and as soon as he makes a move, it is an instant sword flow, even if the strength of the opposite side is above him, he will use the most dangerous way to try to suppress it closely.

The sword is fast, but it is also very stable, and similarly, Sun Feiliang's heart is also undisturbed. Once the sword is out, there is no concept of a master in my heart, and the only thought is to win. This sword is for victory, and there is naturally no distraction in my heart.

So this is Sun Feiliang's purest sword at the moment, and it is also the strongest sword he can cast without using Qixiu martial arts.

Butterfly is worthy of Qixiu's strongest body, and as far as the sword can reach, it seems that only a vague pink figure can be seen in the air. With two swords in hand, Sun Feiliang shot with one sword, and his change of moves was more than twice as fast as that of a one-handed sword, even if Yue Chuyun himself could not have changed his moves so quickly.

The sword between the lightning and flint stabbed head-on, and just waiting for the opponent's counterattack to make a move, Sun Feiliang had already reflexively carried the sword, holding the sword in his left hand and pulling out a sword flower from behind him, bringing it up from below, and then picking it up at a faster speed.

"What a fast sword! faster than I did!"

Yue Izumo couldn't help but admire in his heart, and then he was completely relieved.

Tsing Yi's sword was originally much shorter than the Luan Ge Feng Dance in Sun Feiliang's hand, so he should have had more advantages in hand-to-hand combat. It's a pity that not all short blades can gain an advantage in close quarters, because in terms of the speed of changing moves, Sun Feiliang is faster than him.

With a sword up, the move was connected to the point under the feet of the young Sun Feiliang, and the body rotated flat, and the sword shadow in his right hand immediately swept over. The man in Tsing Yi blocked the top with a sword, and then there was already a faint chill from his waist.

There is no way to catch this sword, you can only dodge, if you forcibly take this sword, the people in Tsing Yi themselves know that Sun Feiliang's sword shot in his left hand will definitely make him unavoidable.

A little figure under his feet retreated, and the people in Tsing Yi chose the safest response, but it was so easy to get rid of it. The figure rushed obliquely, and after a sword sweep, Sun Feiliang immediately used the force of the sword to sweep himself out, and his body seemed to have lost all its weight, completely turning into a butterfly in the sky.

The left hand was slightly loose, Luan Gefeng danced with a forehand and a backhand, a smile flashed in Sun Feiliang's eyes, and the speed under his feet was a little faster than before.

The backhand oblique belt, before the sword was moved, Sun Feiliang's figure had already appeared in front of Tsing Yi.

"Ding!"

The two swords intersected, Sun Feiliang reflexively passed by the man in Tsing Yi, and the sword intent in his right hand finally broke out. Hanging upside down in the air, a sword in his right hand slashed downward, the cold raged, and he carried the sword in his left hand to the first to come, bringing it out from the bottom up.

The blood mist was filled, Sun Feiliang passed sideways, and there was not a trace of blood around his body, but the man in Tsing Yi behind him had already fallen to the ground.

The sword in the right hand was a cover from the beginning, and the sword in the left hand allowed the sword blade to be slashed directly from the left waist of the Tsing Yi man to the right shoulder, which was Sun Feiliang's purpose.

"I seem to ...... Some of them understand what the sword I want!"

Sun Feiliang didn't put away his sword, but couldn't help whispering to himself, and then lowered his head to look at the Luan Ge Fengwu in his hand, and Sun Feiliang felt a little more cordial.

"My own sword is already like this, what will become of my sword?"

Asking softly is like asking yourself as if you were asking someone else.

Yue Izumo didn't speak, but slowly took off the Snow Phoenix Ice King Flute from his waist. Sun Feiliang needs some guidance at the moment, but Yue Chuyun won't say more, because no matter what he says, it is something that belongs to him, and Sun Feiliang still needs to comprehend his own swordsmanship, sword intent and even kendao.

Therefore, Yueyuyun naturally chose to use a more perfect way to pass the sword heart in a song style, if Sun Feiliang can understand, it will naturally be better.

This should have been a song played on the piano, but with Yuezuyun's current music cultivation, it is played by changing the flute of the Snow Phoenix Ice King, and it can barely have a seven-point artistic conception.

The sound of the flute is ethereal, invisible and traceless, but it is like a vast avenue, giving birth to all things.

Allure's eyes finally lit up, and the sound of this flute made her can't help but look forward to it.

This expectation is not the expectation of the song itself, but the rhyme that reverberates in the song.

Dao Yun is for Sun Feiliang to hear, and only he can best understand what is contained in the flute.

"The head of Allure, this flute sounds so weird, it seems to be ......"

Ling Yue wanted to say something, but as the flute continued, she couldn't say a word.

Allure smiled lightly: "The apprentice has high expectations for Xiao Feiliang, but he wants Xiao Feiliang to be completely reborn." ”

"What!"

"This song is about the most special birds, the first of a hundred birds, but in its life, it must go through destruction after destruction. When it has gone through the ordeal and struggled to break through the desperate situation of death, it will be reborn. ”

Allure said and looked back at Ling Yue, nodded and smiled before continuing: "But this is just the thing of this song itself, I think Ling Yue you also heard this feeling, but this song is different, the apprentice is very careful to integrate his own experience into it, although it has changed the essence of a lot of songs, but it is more in line with Xiao Feiliang's situation at the moment." Listen, the genre has changed. ”

The ethereal sound came from the sky, like the chanting of a sage in the void, which was reassuring.

This is the sound of such an empty flute, and after a phoenix chirp seems to come from the sky, the music turns into a struggle without jerkiness.

After the struggle, there is a new life, that feeling is like seeing the sun through the clouds, the clouds break through the moonrise, Sun Feiliang doesn't need to think about anything, he just needs to follow this feeling to make a sword. The warmth of his whole body as if bathed in a glimmer of light actually made him do every sword as he wished.

"Sword Breaks the Void!"

The sword blade in the hand of the oncoming figure carried residual light, Sun Feiliang did not avoid it at all, raising his hand was a stunt in Qixiu martial arts, and only this sword could let him release the comprehension in his heart.

Phoenix Nirvana, the sword breaks through the void, after this sword, Sun Feiliang will not be the Sun Feiliang he once was.

"Emperor Dragon!"

"Thunder Fury!"

The sound of the flute dissipated, and it was only a moment from Sun Feiliang's hand to the time he stopped.

Sun Feiliang smiled and immersed himself in his own world, and there was a third corpse on the ground.

Yue Izumo smiled, he was very satisfied with Sun Feiliang's transformation. Therefore, the next apprentice's comprehension of the way of the sword should naturally not be disturbed, and the people in front of him should be cleaned up by himself so that Sun Feiliang can comprehend quietly.