Chapter 92 The night falls and the moon shines brightly, and the breeze is drunk, and the attacks of the fierce enemies are all sharp

Leaving the courtyard of Xiaoyao Hou Shen Juntian, it was already a bright moon and stars, the breeze was drunk, and the night in Luoyang was soft. Lanterns hung high on the buildings, the night was hazy, the mist and the moon were shining, and the streets had long been deserted.

Because of the influx of people from the rivers and lakes into Luoyang these days, ordinary people no longer dare to walk the streets at night.

The lonely bluestone streets, lined with darkness, make people feel lonely on such nights.

In the Mid-Autumn Festival, the chrysanthemum fragrance is pleasant, almost every household is placed with chrysanthemums in full bloom, and bursts of intoxicating fragrance permeate the air.

Yun Feiyang was still thinking about Shen Juntian's words, maybe Shen Juntian was right. Crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, drunk on the rivers and mountains.

He walked on the ancient street of bluestone slabs, touched the scabbard with his hand, and a smile appeared on his face, but he had already made a decision in his heart to understand the way of the sword and improve his swordsmanship.

After improving your swordsmanship, you can at least protect the people you want to protect regardless of whether you want to make a name for yourself or not. Master once said that the sword realm of Tang poetry sword technique can be said to be unfathomable, and if you really want to give full play to Tang poetry sword technique, you must not only understand the poetry realm, but also understand the poet's state of mind.

Every sentence is mediocre, in fact, it contains the change of the poet's state of mind, from the object and the heart, from the heart to the matter, this word is the key to the change of swordsmanship, many poets have national hatred and family hatred, children are long, and ambition is difficult to pay, so it is reflected in the swordsmanship, which is also completely different.

Moreover, Tang poems range from five to seven words, and each type of poetry contains different swordsmanship.

Yun Feiyang exhaled slightly, all these former master Xie Yin were sincere teachings, and now they are vivid. In the early days, he always felt that as long as he memorized the swordsmanship moves that his master had taught him. He had never thought about the sword realm so carefully, and Shen Juntian's words woke him up.

When he thought about Tang Shi's sword technique so deeply, he felt that there were too many breakthroughs in his swordsmanship for a while. For example, there are generally a few more variations in a seven-character poem than in a five-character poem. But sometimes, the five-word sword technique is a little more powerful than the seven-word sword technique.

Because it is short and fast like lightning, the five-word sword technique is more fast and powerful, while the seven-word sword technique is more rigid and soft, and it can give full play to its power to defeat the enemy.

Yun Feiyang unhooked the wine jug from his waist, unscrewed the spout of the jug, raised his head and poured a sip of spirits, he had drunk a lot of tea in Shen Juntian's courtyard just now, and now he was extremely sober. Tea can sober the mind, wine can intoxicate. He prefers wine because it sobers him up more.

"Wow ......"

He had just taken a sip of the liquor when a chill shot from the back of his head. If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely die.

And Yun Feiyang's internal strength is deep, he has already felt a cold cold, hurriedly tilted his head slightly, and a cold cold crossed the outline of his ears, he not only felt a chill, gasped, and turned around with a wrong footwork.

But in front of him......, the three hidden weapons that glowed with white cold glow were shot in three ways, upper, middle and lower, and it could almost be said that they were completely trying to put Yun Feiyang to death.

Yun Fei raised his sword eyebrows and sank, the wine jug was already pinned to his waist with a turn of his wrist, and with a "bang", an arc crossed in the air, and the remnant sword shook, he floated and jumped up, avoiding the hidden weapon on the lower road, the residual sword slashed, shaking off the hidden weapon in the middle lane, and then his body rotated to avoid the hidden weapon on the upper road.

This series of movements can be described as incisive and flawless, like a dancing elf, so it avoids these three hidden weapons.

"What kind of hero is the rat generation, what kind of hero is hiding his head and showing his tail!" he landed lightly, his face was cold, his eyes were like torches, and his cold eyes swept around the surrounding environment, and the hidden weapon was shot out of an alley in front of him.

This is an endless and somewhat dark alley, so eighty percent of the people who shoot the hidden weapon are hiding in the shadows. It is indeed more appropriate to choose this place to start.

Because in front of it is a dark alley, on both sides of the towering city walls, and behind it is also an open place. And the enemy is dark and I am clear, and if I want to attack, it will be of great benefit to the enemy.

He let out a low roar, but there was no sound in the dark alley, and no one answered. But at this moment, it was another "...... of Woo Woo" that continued to shoot out of the dark alley.

Yun Feiyang took a cold breath and said to himself: "Good ...... This is to take the life of the young master!" He did not hesitate, the remnant sword turned into an endless sword flower, a move "boundless falling wood", the sword roared Xiao Xiao, "Dangdang dang ......" The remnant sword collided with the hidden weapon, sending out fireworks.

To say that Yun Feiyang's martial arts are strong is not false at all, even if the opponent hides in the shadows and casts a secret weapon with such a despicable method, he can still deal with it freely. Immediately followed by a move "misty rain", the sword danced through the wind and rain. For a moment, I felt that his figure and sword shadow were everywhere.

His move may impress his opponent, and the hidden weapon will come to an abrupt end. I only heard a few "rustling" sounds, and the volley fell, and several black shadows fell, like a hungry wolf pounced, and they grabbed the clouds one after another.

Yun Feiyang's eyes were fast, and the changes in each move seemed to have been expected, seeing a few black shadows caught, he smiled coldly, and the remnant sword was raised, and a move "Cangsong welcomes guests", the sword shot fiercely, and the "brush" cast three or four swords one after another, stabbing at the black shadows that rushed in.

When the black shadow saw the situation, how dare it take it hard, it was all a volley "harrier turned over" and flew out upside down and landed on the ground.

Then in the dim light, three masked men in night clothes had already shown their weapons, one of them held a double hook in his hand, and looked a little tall and thin, the other held a three-section stick, slightly short and stocky, and the last one held a meteor hammer, but he was neither tall nor short or medium-sized.

Under the confrontation of the three of them, they all looked at Yun Feiyang angrily, clenched their blades, and looked like they wanted to kill Yun Feiyang.

Yun Feiyang glanced at the three of them, awe-inspiring, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

"Hmph, it's Hades who wants to take your dog's life!" replied the masked man with the double hook.

After Yun Feiyang heard this, he laughed loudly, the laughter was cold, making people laugh a little creepy, he despised these three people from the bottom of his heart, "It's up to you, don't want to take your grandfather's life!"

"Don't talk nonsense, let's die!" The masked man of the Meteor Hammer shook his hands, and the Meteor Hammer struck him head-on, smashing into Yun Feiyang's chest with a move of "Meteor Catching the Moon".

Yun Feiyang snorted coldly in his snort, rolled up the remnant sword, and whispered: "Guangze gives birth to the bright moon, and the mountains are in turmoil!" The sword shot fiercely, and the sword flowers were like snowflakes in winter, extremely powerful.

Instead of avoiding the Meteor Hammer, he went head-on, and the remnant sword collided with the Meteor Hammer, and the masked man of the Meteor Hammer hesitated, hurriedly pulled back the Meteor Hammer, and slashed down, and a figure 8 shaped meteor rolled up.