As he spoke, Feng Qingyang picked up the dragon sword, his posture was upright, his right hand held the hilt of the silver carved dragon sword, and he pulled it out, and a sonorous sound came out melodiously, and a bright silver light came out of the sheath, and several weeping willow branches beside him broke in response. After repeatedly drawing the sword and collecting the sword more than 100 times, the sword scabbard flew out with a bang, penetrating into the weeping willow trunk, the wind was clear and the body danced with the sword, and the basic swordsmanship came at hand, as if it was a sword that soared into the sky, and the Dapeng spread its wings and had an extraordinary momentum.

After practicing the basic swordsmanship more than 20 times, Feng Qingyang put away his sword and stood, closing his eyes and meditating. A moment later, a wisp of river breeze blew by. I saw that he suddenly drew his sword and swung it, only to hear that this sword carried the power of thunder, and it was the "Return Wind and Willows" used when killing Dong Bai a few days ago. This sword is not so much a swordsmanship, but rather a style of sword moves, this move is created in the early days of the previous life Feng Qingyang, this sword move is feminine, with the skill of the enemy, with the improvement of their own realm, the effect of hurting the enemy is more and more obvious, the consumption is very low, the attack speed is very fast, as if it carries the power of thunder, the power is terrifying is a very practical move. Splitting and harvesting, it swings as naturally as a breeze blowing back and forth in the willows.

According to the cultivation system of this world, Fang Cai Qingyang slightly changed the wind and willows, so that this sword move could adapt to the power application system of this world, but he didn't expect that as soon as he encountered a bottleneck, a fresh breeze hit, which made Feng Qingyang quite rewarding, which reminded him of the time when he first created this move in his previous life, and he was immersed in the scene and achieved it overnight.

When you open your eyes and look at the river scenery in front of you, you don't sigh that everything is animist.

Due to its own characteristics of being stronger and stronger with the practitioner, there is no fixed grade limit, and in his previous life, he was quite loved by Feng Qingyang, so he immediately practiced wielding a sword.

Not long after, the thirty times of returning to the wind and blowing willows were also completed, Feng Qingyang put away his sword again, sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes to breathe, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

After half a pillar of incense, after the pranayama was completed, Feng Qingyang took out a brief score of the Cloud Chopping Sword Technique from his arms, and prepared to continue practicing this sword.

After reading it three times, Feng Qingyang put the sword book back in his arms, closed his eyes, and began to recall every move and style of the cloud swordsmanship in his mind like a movie, back and forth several times, and this sword technique gradually became clear in his mind.

Suddenly, a sword was pulled out, and it came out of his hand, blowing with the wind, one sword after another, endlessly, like a cloud.

At this moment, people and swords are slowly merged into one like soft clouds, or stabbing or splitting or chopping, one after another, the dragon sword is like winding clouds, which also carries the artistic conception of a wisp of wind, the wind and clouds are coming, surrounding the sword body, the faint blue and yellow color is faintly visible, moving with the sword.

Kneaded into the artistic conception of the wind, the dragon sword swung faster and faster, and it was gradually difficult to capture its traces with ordinary eyes, and the sword shadow flickered like a dragon and a snake. Feet, stepping on the sword, walking with the sword, it seems messy, but in fact, it is a slight point, unpredictable, flexible to the extreme, and this swordsmanship complements each other, so that the posture of the sword dance is more elegant, and the swordsmanship is more transformed.

Linjian footwork, this is a low-level footwork taken out by the Zhao family library a few days ago, combined with the experience of Feng Qingyang's previous life condensed and improved, just one day he became proficient in that low-level footwork, and then spent a day and a half to improve, because it changed with the sword, so it was renamed Linjian footwork, this change made it promoted to become an intermediate footwork.

The characteristics of the sword step lie in the convenience of the sword, seeking stability in the chaos, unpredictable, but not losing the regularity, the speed is extremely fast, and the wind blowing willow and cloud cutting swordsmanship are more effective.

Under the cooperation of the sword step and the cloud cutting sword technique, the sword momentum of the wind and clouds rises slightly, as if there is wind under the feet, the sword steps become smoother and smoother, and the sword moves seem to be a wall of wind and clouds, which seems to be cutting the clouds and rising, but in fact carrying the power of the clouds.

The weeping willow was waved by the meaning of the wind and clouds and slowly danced the catkins, and suddenly, the wind and clouds wrapped in the dragon sword cracked, and the cold edge of the sword was about to come out, and the sword power was even stronger.

The seventh style of cloud swordsmanship, splitting clouds, entangled in clouds like softness, carrying a breeze, seems to be a tender sword, but in fact it hides a killing machine.

Then the momentum of the wind on the sword that wanted to crack burst out with the shattering of the clouds, and the power of the explosion was thrown with the sword, and the willows in front of him shattered in response, and burst open, and the power seeped into people.

"This cloud cutting sword technique is really good, the six styles of the clouds are continuous, the seventh style hides the killing machine, and this eighth style is even more powerful, but I always feel that its continuous feeling is not over, is it really as the note said, this sword technique is missing?" Such a swordsmanship, it is a pity that it is missing, see this sword book notes recorded, the last style of the cloud cutting sword technique has been cultivated by the foreign children of Baiyue City in a Yue Prefecture, according to the route in memory, Baiyue City is not far from here, and I will go here to ask for sword moves. ”

After thinking about it, Feng Qingyang packed his luggage, returned to the door of the Zhao Mansion, looked at the huge mansion, and bowed to the door: "I got the body of a noble child, and I took the swordsmanship hidden by the Zhao family to practice, and now I am also half a disciple of the Zhao family, thank you, I will say goodbye today." I won't forget my promise!"

With that, he embarked on a journey to Baiyue City.

......

A day later, outside Baiyue City, a white-clothed young man stood in front of the gate of Baiyue City, looking at the long queue entering the city, and sighed without surprise: "I don't know if I can find a cultivator of the Cloud Cutting Sword Technique in this big city." ”

The more you lean into this city, the more you can feel the majestic momentum of this city, and then the wind is clear and slowly walks into the city.

When he came to an inn, in the past few days, Wu Lei had eaten the dry food that Wu Lei gave him before leaving, and he had not touched hot dishes for several days. sat down at a table, and was about to call Xiao Er to come over and order, when suddenly there was a noise in his ears.

Turning his head to look, he saw a big man with a sword in front of the door holding the collar of the second child in the store and shouting at him: "If you can't pay the fee in your store today, you will give me this sword to open meat!"

This Xiao Er is just an ordinary person who has never cultivated, how can he withstand the frightening of this man, and he can't stop trembling: "Master Zhang, don't kill me, don't kill me, our owner is not here today, I really don't know where to get money for you!"

After hearing this, the man felt a burst of anger in his heart: "Didn't I inform your owner a few days ago, and came to collect the account today, okay, he dares to play me, then I will take you today!"

However, when the sword was about to fall, a chopstick catapulted from the side, Zhang Yuankun suddenly felt a pain in the hand holding the sword, and as soon as his right hand was released, the sword fell to the ground.

immediately turned around and said angrily: "Which bastard dares to ruin your Uncle Zhang Yuankun's business!"

I saw Feng Qingyang and the old god sitting in place, not caring about Zhang Yuankun's angry gaze, and looking at him lightly: "The sword, it's not you who use it." ”

"It turned out to be you, a white-faced boy, you dare to do good things to your grandfather, then I'll let you see how powerful your grandfather is today! Anyone who provokes me should die!" After that, Zhang Yuankun threw Xiao Eryi away, bowed down and picked up the long sword in front of him, and a sword slashed towards the wind Qingyang, and the ferociousness was exposed, even if it was far away, the people in the store either retreated upstairs or fled to the door, for fear of being affected.

And Zhang Yuankun's yelling also attracted people on the street, and there were more and more people around the door of the inn, and if you took a closer look, almost all of these people had cultivation at the fourth or fifth level of refinement, which was worthy of being a world based on martial arts, and Xiao Er, who had no cultivation, was estimated to be the lowest person in this world, and he was bullied!

Those onlookers, as soon as they saw that the person who roared in the store was Zhang Yuankun, their faces immediately changed slightly, and a little fear flashed in their eyes.

Of course, although Zhang Yuankun is a few small realms higher than them, it is not enough to make them afraid, as the saying goes, ants bite elephants to death. The person they are afraid of is Zhang Yuankun's eldest brother, the real overlord of this street, Zhang Yuanba.

Seeing that this sword was about to reach the wind, and everyone saw that it was not out of the sword, there was a sudden commotion outside the door.

The young man looked like he was going to be splattered with blood. ”

"It's a shame to be young. ”

"This Zhang Yuankun's momentum is really terrifying. ”

“...”

This sword is Zhang Yuankun's all-out sword, and it is the catharsis of his anger after being provoked, and he slashes out without leaving any room for it.

"This sword, with all its might, leaves no stone unturned, it seems that this guy is going to make my blood spill on the spot. Feng Qingyang's expression was indifferent, and there was a burst of anger in his heart: "Hmph, this sword seems to be powerful and heavy, but it is too strong, and it has lost the essence of the sword practitioner's sword, and there are flaws all over the body, see that I broke this guy." ”

"Since you are so unreasonable and so ruthless, then I don't have to show mercy, you still don't use a sword in the future!"

As soon as his eyes opened, a sharp essence burst out from his eyes in an instant, and his right hand quickly grasped the hilt of the sword behind him, and pulled it out, the sonorous sound was like the sound of heaven, and he saw a silver light draw an arc of light in the air, shocking the audience.

"What a fast speed of drawing the sword!This person is amazing!" One of the onlookers was shocked, the pupils in his eyes shrank, and he subconsciously grabbed his hand to the sword at his waist.

The sword in the hand trembled slightly, and a concussive force came, only to see the sword slashed at the weakest point of Zhang Yuankun's sword, and a piercing sound of gold and iron came with a piercing sound of gold and iron, accompanied by the shock of the sword body, Zhang Yuankun suddenly felt a numb arm, and the whole body tilted to the side, and the sword in his hand wanted to get out of his hand, only to hear the sound of "poof", the sword body was immediately broken, and the sword head shot into the wooden pillar in the inn, and entered the wood for three points.

The onlookers were all shocked, and their eyes wanted to open their eyes: "How is it possible!"

Only the person who wanted to hold the sword before had a glint in his eyes, and there was an exclamation in his heart: "This person has good eyesight!"

Zhang Yuankun, whose sword was broken, looked at the broken blade in his hand with angry eyes, and immediately continued to slash towards Feng Qingyang without thinking, how could Feng Qingyang let him get his wish, as soon as the sword step came out, the cloud slashing sword method split the cloud sword and slashed at Zhang Yuankun's hand holding the sword.

Looking at this sword, Zhang Yuankun was shocked, and before he could react, his right arm was cut off, and blood gushed out.

"Cloud Slashing Sword Technique, Seventh Style, Cloud Splitting! He actually practiced this sword technique to the point of consummation!" The man outside the door was shocked, and his face was solemn for a while.

Looking at Zhang Yuankun, who was kneeling on the ground and protecting his wounds, Feng Qingyang's eyes were cold, and he said indifferently: "From now on, you are no longer qualified to practice swords, you are not worthy of using swords!"