Feng Qingyang strives to transform the sword momentum into a true kendo realm as soon as possible and step into the realm of true swordsmanship, he is very sure that if he comprehends the sword intent, then there will be a place for him in the top ten of the annual ranking battle.

However, as a deeper level of the sword dao realm, the sword intent is not so easy to comprehend, even if the Taibai Sword Sect Sect Master should be traceless, it is only a half-step sword intent, and most of the qi gathering masters are only in the sword potential realm.

The night passed, Feng Qingyang's cultivation of sword intent did not gain much, it was still between the skins, and the situation of the sword intent faintly appearing on the "Ascending Heaven Road" that day could not be reproduced.

However, Feng Qingyang was once a generation of sword saints after all, although after being reborn at this moment, his sword path cultivation was completely lost, but with Feng Qingyang's terrifying understanding beyond ordinary people, it was only a matter of time before he comprehended the sword intent.

In the early morning of the next day, Feng Qingyang still got up early, and after the cultivation of the Pure Yuan Sword Qi Technique True Qi Protector and the Imperial Qi Transformation Sword was completed, Feng Qingyang set off towards the Taibai Sword Ping, looking for someone to discuss, which was always better than the result brought by the closed door. It was very early, and the Taibai Snow Peak above the clouds was still in the dark, and it was a little chilly.

Feng Qingyang came to Taibai on the Sword Ping, closed his eyes for a moment, and carefully comprehended the sword in his hand, and then it was the cultivation of the basic swordsmanship, the return wind blowing willow sword and the cloud cutting sword technique, and the cycle went on and on.

"As I expected, you will come today, and you will be the first. With that, Lin Yi slowly walked towards Jianping, this time he didn't draw his sword directly like yesterday.

"You're here. Then draw your sword. Feng Qingyang said lightly.

Lin Yi's hand holding the sword clenched slightly: "Okay, it's still early now, presumably the Law Enforcement Hall won't come out to patrol so quickly, I'll fight with you with all my strength today." ”

The long sword in his hand came out in response, the sonorous sound was melodious, the snow light bloomed, the sword aura was compelling, and it was extremely powerful, unlike yesterday, this time Lin Yi's sword was faster and more aligned, and it was more powerful, and a strong wind was whistling towards the wind, and it was about to be killed.

Feng Qingyang swung a sword horizontally with his backhand, and a pure yuan sword qi was thrown out, and then, the qi swords collided, like a handover of gold and stone. Lin Yidun felt that his swift sword was pulled aside by the qi sword, and it was difficult to fall, which made his face change suddenly, and he quickly flew back, and the true qi flowed out, attached to the blade, and the light breeze flowed.

On the other side, Feng Qingyang also operated his true qi, spreading to the Flowing Wind Sword, and this time, he did not use the pure yuan sword qi again.

"In addition to the Extreme Wind Sword Technique, I have also cultivated the Extreme Fire Sword Technique of the same origin, and the power is only higher than the Extreme Wind Sword Technique, Brother Feng, look at it!" Lin Yi said, standing in front of him, extremely serious, suddenly, a Dao breeze rolled up around his body, and this Dao breeze turned red, like a spark spreading out of the prairie fire, this power was fierce and violent.

In an instant, Lin Yi Fenghuo slashed out in the air with a sword volley, and a fiery red sword qi wrapped in hurricane flames broke out of the air, emitting a roaring roar.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang immediately ran the absolute shadow, three steps and two steps, the body flashed, one step of the shadow, avoiding the wind and fire sword qi that Lin Yi slashed, at the same time, Lin Yi walked away, a sword stabbed at the wind Qingyang, this sword is full of wind and fire, more shocking than the sword qi just now.

But the wind is still clear and the clouds are light, although Lin Yi has reached the gas, but this has no effect on the wind Qingyang, as long as he breaks his body protection true qi, Lin Yi will be defeated.

"This sword, not bad!" Feng Qingyang said indifferently, the cloud cutting sword technique was unfolded, like a wind winding around the clouds spreading and blowing away, the soft and neutral sword and the violent sword collided with each other, the blades were handed over, and there was a bang, which made Lin Yi shocked that Feng Qingyang was fighting with him without falling behind.

On the Taibai Sword Floor, two figures flew vertically, the sword qi was handed over vertically and horizontally, and the collision of every move and style caused countless hot winds to blow and disperse, and the buzzing sound was inexorable.

"I didn't expect that you would be able to cut the cloud swordsmanship, you have just entered the inner gate and it is impossible to fully master this swordsmanship, in the world, it is said that only the Yuezhou Zhao family that was destroyed has this swordsmanship, what is your relationship with the Zhao family?" Lin Yi had some differences, he noticed something wrong yesterday, and he was not able to confirm it until now, his face was a little solemn, he was afraid that the wind was clear and had something to do with the disaster of the Zhao family's annihilation.

Feng Qingyang saw that Lin Yi's face was wrong, and said lightly: "Brother Lin, don't worry, I have something to do with the Zhao family, and this cloud cutting sword technique is not what you think." ”

The Cloud Chopping Sword Technique is quite famous in the world, and there is also this sword technique in the Tibetan Gong Building, so it is not surprising that Feng Qingyang can recognize the Cloud Chopping Sword Technique for Lin Yi.

Lin Yi nodded slightly after hearing this, he could see that people like Feng Qingyang disdained to tell lies.

After nodding, Lin Yi shot again, this time, faster and more ferocious than just now, as if rubbing into the artistic conception, making the swordsmanship come out like twelve points.

The wind is clear and waiting, and the swordsmanship is urged to the extreme.

One move and one style, Lin Yi was a little depressed in his heart, his realm was higher than Feng Qingyang, but no matter how he exerted his strength, he couldn't suppress Feng Qingyang, and even, his sword couldn't touch the wind in Feng Qingyang's hand, every time he felt that he was going to have a collision, there seemed to be an air barrier around Feng Qingyang's sword, so that Lin Yi's slash had nowhere to stand, and it slashed directly from the side, which was soft and frowned.

Moreover, Lin Yi gradually found that with the clear wind and one move, the rhythm of his swordsmanship was completely disrupted by the other party, and every sword he swung was no longer a targeted swing, but seemed to be swung as he could, without an irregular rhythm.

A sense of powerlessness arose, it was the first time that Lin Yi felt so helpless and aggrieved in a sword duel with his peers, and the advantage of the cultivation realm was gone, and he finally realized what Li Qiu felt at that time.

Lin Yi has now deeply realized that Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship attainments far exceed those of his peers, and he can't spend it on swordsmanship with him, otherwise, he will definitely be defeated.

With a burst of shouts, the true qi of the body protection was released, and he came out in shock, and rushed straight in front of him, so that Feng Qingyang had to dodge, taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Yi's body method was immediately used, retreated, opened the distance, his face changed, and his eyes stared straight at Feng Qingyang, with a little jealousy.

"Your swordsmanship is beyond my reach! If you continue to fight like this, it will be a complete waste of time, and the last move will determine the victory!" Lin Yi couldn't think of a better way for a while, so he could only see if he could suppress Feng Qingyang when he cast a killing move.

Suddenly, Lin Yi's aura skyrocketed instantly, and a violent gale emanated from his body with a little spark, and the momentum became bigger and bigger, and he left with his sword.

Feng Qingyang's face was indifferent, he put away his sword and stood, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was out of the matter.

Seeing this, Lin Yi did not relax in the slightest, and the violent aura around his body became even stronger, and the sound of shouting came out with the sword.

"Death by the Extreme Wind!"

At this moment, Feng Qingyang had already opened his eyes, drew his sword, and the silver light flashed: "Chopping clouds!"