Although Tsuki Izumo is not proud of the sword power of Shunken Ryu to this day, this does not mean that Tsuki Izumo has abandoned Shunken Ryu long ago, but has integrated it into his own swordsmanship.
Moreover, although Tsuki Izumo understood Shunken Ryu a long time ago, it is not that simple to truly practice Shunken Ryu.
Otherwise, given that Lingyue had been by Qingcheng's side for so long, she would at least be able to use the Instant Sword Style sword intent.
However, although Lingyue can be seen almost every day, she still cannot understand the sword intention of Shunjianliu.
Naturally, it is not because Lingyue is not qualified enough.
Sun Feiliang is a genius, at least for swordsmanship.
More importantly, the moment Sun Feiliang drew his sword, Yue Izuyun had already seen clearly that his apprentice's strongest point was not his swordsmanship, but his state of mind.
There is no doubt that the opponent is a master, but Sun Feiliang clearly knows this.
When he takes out his sword, his sword power does not flinch at all.
Once he takes action, it is an instant sword style.
Even if the opponent is stronger than him, he will use the most dangerous sword.
Way to get close and try to suppress.
The sword was fast but also very stable.
Similarly, Sun Feiliang's heart was also calm.
As soon as the sword is drawn, there is no concept of a master in his mind, and his only thought is to win.
This sword was used to win, so naturally there was no more distracting thoughts in his heart.
So this is Sun Feiliang's purest sword at the moment, and it is also the strongest sword he can perform without using Qixiu martial arts.
Butterfly Foot is indeed Qixiu's strongest body skill.
Wherever the sword reaches, it seems that only a vague pink figure can be seen in the air.
With two swords in hand, Sun Feiliang could use one sword to change his moves more than twice as fast as a one-handed sword.
Even Yue Izuyun himself could not have done such a fast change of moves back then.
The sword light between the electric light and flints stabbed directly into his face.
Just waiting for the opponent to block the move, Sun Feiliang had already turned around and carried the sword.
Holding the sword in his left hand, he pulled out a sword flower from behind, brought it up from the bottom, and then lifted it up at a faster speed. .
"What a fast sword.
It's faster than I used to be."
Yue Izuyun couldn't help but admire in his heart, and then felt completely relieved.
The Tsing Yi man's broken sword was originally much shorter than the Luan Ge Feng Wu in Sun Feiliang's hand, so he should have had more advantages in close combat.
It's a pity that not all short weapons can gain advantage in close combat, because Sun Feiliang is faster than him in terms of the speed of changing moves.
With a raised sword, the young Sun Feiliang connected with his feet, then spun flat, and the sword shadow in his right hand turned and swept across.
The man in green blocked the upward attack with his sword, and then a faint chill came from his waist.
There is no way to catch this sword, so he can only hide.
If he is forced to catch this sword, the man in Tsing Yi also knows that Sun Feiliang's next sword strike from his left hand will definitely make him unable to avoid it.
A figure under his feet suddenly retreated.
The man in Tsing Yi chose the safest response, but it was not so easy to get rid of it just by using butterfly's body skills.
The figure charged diagonally, and after a sweeping sweep with the sword, Sun Feiliang immediately used the force of the sword to carry him out.
His body seemed to have lost all weight and completely turned into a butterfly in the sky.
His left hand was slightly loose, and Luan Ge Feng Wu moved from forehand to backhand.
A smile flashed in Sun Feiliang's eyes, and the speed of his feet was actually a bit faster than before.
Backhand diagonally, before the sword was struck, Sun Feiliang's figure had already appeared in front of the man in Tsing Yi.
"bite" The two swords intersected, Sun Feiliang turned around and passed the man in Tsing Yi, and the sword intent in his right hand finally burst out.
Hanging upside down in the air, he slashed down with a sword from his right hand.
The coldness was raging.
He also used the sword movement of his left hand to strike first and then from bottom to top.
The blood mist filled the air, and Sun Feiliang passed by without a trace of blood on his body, but the man in Tsing Yi behind him had already fallen to the ground.
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The sword with his right hand was a cover from the beginning, and the sword with his left hand allowed the sword edge to slide directly from the left waist of the man in green to his right shoulder.
This was Sun Feiliang's purpose.
"I seem to understand somewhat what the sword I want is."
Sun Feiliang did not put away his sword, but couldn't help but whisper to himself, and then lowered his head to look at Luan Ge Feng Wu in his hand.
Sun Feiliang felt even more cordial.
"My own sword is like this, what will my swordsmanship become like?"
Asking softly is like asking yourself, but also seems to be asking others.
Yue Izuyun didn't say anything, but slowly took off the Snow Phoenix Ice King Flute from his waist.
Sun Feiliang needs some guidance at the moment, but Yue Izuyun will not say more, because no matter what he says, it belongs to him, Yue Izuyun.
If Sun Feiliang wants to understand his swordsmanship, sword intention and even the way of the sword, he still needs to understand it himself. .
Therefore, Yue Izuyun naturally chose to use a more perfect method to communicate with the sword's heart through the wind.
If Sun Feiliang could understand, it would be better.
This is supposed to be a piece of music played on the piano, but with Yue Izumo's current musical skills, even if he plays it on the Snow Phoenix Ice King flute, he can barely achieve seven points of artistic conception.
The sound of the flute is ethereal, invisible and traceless, but it is like a vast avenue, giving birth to all things.
Qingcheng's eyes finally brightened, and the sound of the flute made her unable to help but look forward to it.
This kind of expectation is not the expectation for the music itself, but the Taoist rhyme reverberating in the music.
Daoyun was given to Sun Feiliang, and only he could clearly understand what was contained in the sound of the flute.
"Master Qingcheng, the sound of this flute is so weird, it seems like" Lingyue originally wanted to say something, but as the flute continued, she was unable to say a word.
Qingcheng nodded and smiled: "The apprentice has high expectations for Xiao Feiliang.
He actually wants to completely transform Xiao Feiliang."
"What" "This song is about the most special bird.
It is the first of a hundred birds, but in its life, it must experience destruction again and again.
When it goes through hardships and struggles to break through the desperate situation of death, it will gain newborn."
Qingcheng said, turning back to look at Lingyue, nodding and smiling before continuing: "But this is just something about the song itself.
I think you also heard this feeling, Lingyue, but this song is different.
The apprentice is very I carefully integrated my own opinions into it, and although it changed the essence of a lot of the music, it is more in line with Xiao Feiliang’s current situation.
Listen, the style of the music has changed.”
The ethereal sound comes from the sky, like the chanting from the sages in the void, which is soothing.
Even though this is such a nihilistic flute sound, after a phoenix cry seems to come from the sky, the music style turns to struggle without any harshness.
After the struggle, there is a new life.
The feeling is like seeing the sun through the clouds, the moon rising through the clouds.
Sun Feiliang does not need to think about anything, he only needs to follow this feeling to draw the sword.
The warmth that felt like his whole body was bathed in glimmering light actually made him feel free to strike his sword as he wished.
"The sword cuts through the void" The sword edge in the hand of the oncoming figure had residual light.
Sun Feiliang did not give way at all.
Raising his hand was a unique skill in Qixiu martial arts.
Only this sword could release the understanding in his heart.
The phoenix is reborn and the sword cuts through the void.
After this sword blow, Sun Feiliang will no longer be the same Sun Feiliang he once was.
"Emperor Longxiang" "Thunder and Fury" The sound of the flute dissipated, and it only took a moment from Sun Feiliang's move to the moment he stopped.
Sun Feiliang smiled and was immersed in his own world, and there was a third corpse on the ground.
Yue Izuyun smiled, he was very satisfied with Sun Feiliang's transformation.
Therefore, the apprentice should not be disturbed when he is learning the way of swordsmanship.
It is up to him to clean up the people in front of him so that Sun Feiliang can learn it quietly
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