"Whew... This cloud slashing is very powerful, but the cost is really not small. Feng Qingyang breathed a long sigh of relief, after drawing the sword, he only felt weak, and at that moment, as if the true qi in his body had been hollowed out, all of it was released and slashed out with that slash.

"It seems that with my current cultivation in the early stage of Qi Condensation, I can only perform the 'Cloud Slashing' once at a time, after the cast, there will be not much of the True Qi left, and it is too dangerous to lose eighty percent of my strength for the time being, and it seems that it cannot be easily used until it is at a critical juncture. Feng Qingyang pondered in his heart: "However, the power of this 'Cloud Chopping Cloud' is really not to be underestimated, and it is nearly ten times stronger than the previous 'Cloud Shattering'. It seems that the complete 'Cloud Chopping Sword Technique' is enough to be called an intermediate sword technique. ”

Thinking of the intermediate sword technique, Feng Qingyang's heart was inevitably excited, after all, it was just borrowed at will from the Jiuhua Zhao family, but he didn't expect to pick up an intermediate sword technique, the power is so great, it is really wonderful, after all, before entering the Nine Sects, most cultivators on the rivers and lakes used low-level swordsmanship, even inferior to the grade swordsmanship, but he was able to obtain an intermediate swordsmanship in advance before entering the sect, which is also a rare advantage.

Pranayama restores true qi, and after eating, after a short rest, he will cultivate "cutting clouds" again.

Every time you cast "Cloud Chopping", you will empty the true qi in the dantian, and you will be weak for a period of time, but every time you cast Feng Qingyang, you can feel that you are improving, and "Cloud Chopping" is also more proficient.

Four days later, he released the "Cloud Chopping Clouds" again, drew his sword and swung the sword and slashed the sword in one go, pointing directly at the cliff, only to see a nearly three-meter-long air blade cut out with the sword, cracking into the air, leaving a deep mark of eight meters on the hard cliff.

With the deepening of the control of "Cloud Chopping", Feng Qingyang now has no excessive power after the initial release, much better than four days ago, four days of practice, has allowed Feng Qingyang to gradually master the essentials of "Cloud Chopping", but the true qi in the body still can't withstand the consumption of this trick, and it is always a hard injury.

After all, the Cloud Slashing Sword Technique is an intermediate sword technique, and the requirements for true qi are inevitably much harsher.

"After these few days of cultivation, every time I perform the "Cloud Chopping", the true qi in my body will be emptied, but recently, judging from my recovery of true qi, it seems that there has been a slight improvement compared to when I first broke through the condensing qi realm, although the progress is small, but it has to be said that it is a good thing. Perhaps, you can take this opportunity to break through the limit of Ning Yuan Gong, and maybe you can make another breakthrough in cultivation. ”

Thinking about it, Feng Qingyang slowly closed his eyes, stood on the top of the mountain, felt the breeze blowing, the clouds changed; the soft wind slightly stroked his hair, clinging to his clothes, slowly passing by, his clothes fluttered, his heart was relaxed; although he closed his eyes, but Feng Qingyang could vaguely feel the light shift and transformation of the clouds outside the cliff from the rhythm of the wind, and with the deepening of this feeling, Feng Qingyang felt that he was like the clouds and the wind, and the wind was soft and soft.

"What is the wind, what is the cloud?" Suddenly, a thought popped up in Feng Qingyang's heart, which drifted in his heart and could not be calmed down for a long time.

The feeling of doubt that slowly rose in his heart, as if he had gained enlightenment, drew his sword in the clear wind, his eyes were still not open, and on the edge of the cliff, he practiced the sword technique of cutting clouds and returning to the wind and willows.

The six types of clouds are brought back to the wind and willows... The return wind blows the willows and the clouds... The return wind blows the willows and cracks the clouds... The return wind blows the willows and the cracked clouds merge... The return wind blows the willows and the broken clouds merge......

Soft clouds and wind... The wind is blowing in the clouds... Storm Meets Storm... Tearing the Wind and Tearing the Clouds... Windswept clouds......

The wind is clear, and the whole person seems to be wrapped in the wind and clouds, and the wind around him slowly rolls up the sand and dust, and in front of him, the clouds move, gradually forming a cloud whirlpool.

"What is wind?"

"The wind can be soft, it can also be strong, the breeze, the light breeze, the gale, the strong wind, the hurricane! The wind is not weak, it is also an invisible blade that kills people everywhere. It turns out that this is the wind. ”

With the deepening of his understanding in Feng Qingyang's heart, he gradually began to ask and answer himself.

"What is the cloud?"

"Clouds can entangle, but also happy, soft clouds, entangled clouds, broken clouds, remnant clouds! Soft with rigidity, dissipation is also a new life, crazy and crazy! It turns out that this is the cloud. It turns out that I am so close to them.

He opened his eyes slightly, looked at the breeze passing by, swirled clouds in front of him, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a faint smile: "Sure enough, there are thousands of avenues, thousands of ways are one, and the Tao is natural." Kendo is also inseparable. ”

The hand was gently placed on the dragon sword, and gently pulled out, "cutting the clouds", a bland stroke contained the artistic conception of wind and clouds, with the sound of cutting, the opposite cliff left a deeper and longer trace than before, and the incision was more neat, maybe this is the real step into the chop.

"It's time to leave, let's go back to the inn and clean up. ”

......

"You young people in Baiyue City are really ordinary, it's so disappointing to me, so many people can't find someone who can fight with me, even the representative you elected is only able to block my two swords, it's really unbearable, no wonder it will be won the so-called 'Fifth Prince' title by a person who doesn't know the name, it's really ridiculous!"

Feng Qingyang had just raised his sword and passed by the Wutai in the city, when he heard such an arrogant sentence, as if he was still talking about him between the words, his footsteps paused slightly, he was a little curious in his heart, and slowly walked towards the Wutai that was tightly wrapped by the crowd.

I saw a young man in a green shirt holding a long sword on the martial arts platform, pointing obliquely at the throat of the gray-clothed young warrior who was half lying in front of him, the spear in the warrior's hand had been knocked to the ground, and he was half lying on the ground coughing up blood, but there was no fear in his eyes, only anger and unyielding.

"Since you recognize a yellow-haired boy who is only a ninth-level refining body as the 'Fifth Son', then call him out and let me see how many catties this person has. The proud voice sounded again, and the young man in the green shirt had contempt in his eyes, and he put his sword in front of his chest, and the disdain on his face overflowed unabashedly.

"These two people from Haimen City are so arrogant! they dare to come to our Baiyue City to spread wildness!"

"Aren't they afraid of Wang Qifei!"

"Alas, in the name of the son, how can he make a move easily, if the prince makes a move, he is completely bullying the small with the big. ”

The younger generation of Baiyue City was full of righteous indignation in the audience, and there were many discussions, and their words were full of dissatisfaction.

"Unexpectedly, Li Yang is not this person's opponent, isn't he the second person under the son of Yuezhou?"

"You don't know, the person on this stage is the first person under the son, Zhao Changchun! This trip must be very dissatisfied with the wind Qingyang's ascent to the top of my fifth son in Yuezhou, and I just want to show my majesty. ”

"This person is really arrogant! I hate that I am not strong enough, otherwise I will definitely go up and take this person. ”

Feng Qingyang looked at the stage and shook his head slightly, ready to leave, this person is not worthy of his shot. The people on the stage are too arrogant, insulting, and have the demeanor of a person who has lost his sword; the people off the stage are too courageless and talk on paper, but they dare not do their best to fight.

"Why, this so-called fifth son, is he a shrinking turtle? He doesn't have much ability, I heard that he also uses a sword, if he is here, I will definitely defeat him with a sword, let him see, not everyone can hold a sword. The fifth son, is simply arrogant!" Zhao Changchun's arrogance did not diminish in the slightest, and even became more and more prosperous the more he talked, without taking the wind and the wind in his eyes at all.

"Yes, I'm here, let's take out the sword, I want to see how your so-called swordsmanship teaches me to hold a sword!" Feng Qingyang didn't want to get involved in this matter, but the swordsman was insulted, so he naturally returned the sword, and the swordsman should be arrogant.

With a slight step under his feet, he stepped onto the martial arts platform, this person called Zhao Changchun was really too proud and arrogant, since he didn't understand the humility of a swordsman, Feng Qingyang planned to teach him what was the price of contempt for the enemy.

"The wind is clear, he is really the wind is clear, seeing that he has disappeared for several days, I thought he had left Baiyue City!"

"Presumably it's just going out to cultivate, now let's see what Zhao Changchun has to say!"

Obviously, the wind has left a deep impression on the younger generation of Baiyue City, after all, the impression on them in those battles is really difficult to erase.

"You're the one who is the fifth son, and it's nothing special!" Zhao Changchun looked at the people on the stage, smiled lightly, and his tone was still frivolous.

"Needless to say, let's take out the sword, defeat you, one sword is too much!" Feng Qingyang looked at the person in front of him indifferently, his tone was indifferent, but it was loud, which made people stunned but convincing.

Zhao Changchun was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and thought to himself, I am mad that you are crazier than me, and then laughed angrily: "Arrogance, I'll see how you defeat me!"

With a sonorous sound, Zhao Changchun pulled out his sword, and when he started his sword, his eyes changed and became sharp.

"I want to see how you make a sword too much idle!" Zhao Changchun drank coldly, full of anger.

"How much is one sword, of course it is... Die!" As he spoke, Feng Qingyang slowly put his hand on the sword, and as soon as the words fell, a sword was pulled out, and the meaning of the wind and clouds invisibly merged into the sword body, "cutting the clouds"!

Everyone in the audience saw a flash of sword light from the dragon sword, and before Zhao Changchun could see it clearly, a flash of silver sword light had already slashed over him and disappeared on the edge of the ring. The white horse passed through the gap, and he didn't see Zhao Changchun's movements for a long time, but he saw that Feng Qingyang had already put away his sword and stood up, watching quietly.

"Look at the table of the martial arts!"

Hearing a shout, everyone realized that on the martial arts platform, a long sword mark extended from where Feng Qingyang was standing, until Zhao Changchun was behind.

"Oh my God, this Wutai was actually cut by Feng Qingyang's sword with such a deep sword mark!"

"I heard that this Wutai is made of Xuangang stone, and it must be at least in the late stage of condensation to leave traces on it!"

"Could it be that the wind is clear and the air is already in the late stage of condensation?"

"No, just look at his breath, at most the early stage of condensation!"

Everyone in the audience was shocked by this sword mark and discussed it loudly, and even forgot Zhao Changchun, who was still standing motionless on the stage, for a while.

"This Zhao Changchun won't be stupid!"

As soon as one person's voice fell, he saw that Zhao Changchun had fallen to the ground, and he was already lifeless.