Sorcerer Mohui observed that the people around him were waiting for a good show. He frowned and his face darkened as he watched the fight nervously.
"Brother Qiu Feng, please."
Xiao Yangxu suppressed his cultivation to the middle stage of the Ethereal Fire Realm and poured his True Inner Force into his Flying Kite Sword, which flashed with a faint green light.
The flying sword abruptly left his hand and flew towards Yang Chen with a spiral ripple. With bursts of sword light and green shadows, it formed a horizontal tornado, as if it wanted to mince Yang Chen into pieces in an instant.
Yang Chen took a few steps back and flew into the air to avoid it.
"This is … the Thousand Snow Cloud Sword. What a good move, Cloud Breaking Style. I didn't expect Yang Xu to be so familiar with this high level sword technique!" Immediately, an elder who knew the sword manual exclaimed.
The sword techniques of the cultivation world were often evolved into the Imperial Sword Technique to display greater power.
Many sword techniques were powerful and were high level sword techniques, but because of the complexity of the moves and the chaotic circulation of True Inner Force, it was difficult to practice and master.
Therefore, cultivators who used swords would choose a suitable sword technique to practice, rather than blindly pursuing a high level Imperial Sword Technique.
Of course, Xiao Yangxu was obviously a sword genius. At such a young age, he had already used the Thousand Snow Cloud Sword Technique passed down by the Xiao family's ancestors.
The Cloud Breaking Style was dodged by Yang Cheng, and Xiao Yangxu smiled disdainfully. He was already prepared.
He soared into the air and the Flying Kite followed him like a shadow from below!
"Snow Rolling Style!" Xiao Yangxu shouted.
The flying sword condensed waves of snowflake-like sword energy, lingering in the surroundings, like a snowstorm caused by the snow. Its speed was much faster than Yang Chen's movement, and it could swallow Yang Chen in an instant!
Obviously, with his cultivation of the middle stage of the Ethereal Fire Realm, he couldn't avoid this move. Yang Cheng stood upside down, and the Wood Spirit in his hand gathered Wood Spirit Qi and weaved it into a net. He flew back into the sky and blocked the sword energy storm.
Amidst a series of explosions, although Yang Cheng was in a bit of a sorry state, he was still able to dodge, but he was not defeated.
"Sigh, if Yang Xu hadn't controlled his cultivation to be at the middle stage of Distant Fire, the power of this move would have been at least two times stronger. Qiu Feng definitely wouldn't have been able to block it. Yang Xu is truly a promising young man! "Another elder began to discuss.
Hearing these people's words, Sorrowless Mohui coldly harrumphed. His palms were sweaty, and he hoped that Xiao Qiu Feng could endure it.
However, this was only the second move, and he was already in such a sorry state. Could he withstand the next eight moves?
Xiao Yangxu seemed to be very dissatisfied with the fact that he couldn't finish off Yang Cheng with two moves. His face became a bit more serious, and the Feiyuan Sword continued to thrust in all directions with irresistible force.
The continuous attacks formed a dense net of blades. It was as if hundreds of swordsmen were attacking Yang Cheng at the same time!
Yang Cheng cried out in "fright". He held the Wood Spiritual Sword in his hand, as if he was in a panic to block the attacks. However, every sword shadow was cleverly resolved by Yang Cheng …
What a joke! Yang Cheng didn't know any sword techniques, but how could his fighting instincts be compared to those "flowery but impractical" young cultivators in the illusion world?
Although these swords came fast, they couldn't escape Yang Cheng's senses. He just very naturally used his fighting instincts to block the swords back.
When Xiao Yangxu made the fifth move, he found that something was wrong.
Although he had been suppressing his opponent, he clearly didn't have any real advantage. His opponent's swordsmanship was not organized at all, but he was able to block his attacks at the critical moment.
Under the same cultivation, it was very difficult to use Sword Qi or True Essence to suppress his opponent. He could only rely on the subtlety of his swordsmanship to defeat his opponent. However, it seemed that it wasn't as easy as he thought.
Many elders below also felt that it was extremely strange. Xiao Mengyue and Xiao Mozheng also didn't quite understand. They looked at each other and seemed to be a little surprised.
While Xiao Mohui was frightened, he also had great hope. His face was full of excitement, and he looked forward to his son miraculously withstanding these ten moves!
"Big Brother Qiu Feng has sharp eyes and quick hands. I don't know if he can block the next move, 'Cloud Splitting Flying Snow'!"
Xiao Yangxu saw that it was already the seventh move, and there were only three moves left. He immediately used one of the strongest moves of the Thousand Snow and Clouds Swordsmanship.
"Flying Snow Splitting Sea of Clouds! Watch my sword! "
A sharp glint appeared in Xiao Yangxu's eyes. He was completely serious. The Flying Kite drew a sword ripple in front of him. The sword Qi was like countless clouds. Waves rolled up and the clouds surged, but they were all condensed from the powerful sword Qi that showed off its sharpness.
Like a huge light green cloud, it shrouded Yang Cheng. It was an unavoidable large-scale killing move.
Seeing this, the people below were a little surprised. They didn't expect that Xiao Yangxu would be forced to use such a big move.
Xiao Mohui was burning with anxiety. How could his son block it now? He was about to rush up to save Yang Cheng.
But Xiao Mengyue, who was beside him, held Xiao Mohui down and said solemnly, "It's not ten moves yet!"
Xiao Mohui was furious. This old man obviously wanted his son to "accidentally" die in the battle. It was so hateful!
But he was no match for Xiao Mengyue, who was at the early stage of Weak Water. He could only suppress his anger and watch the battle in the sky.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Yang Chen sighed in his heart when he saw a sea of clouds formed by sword energy engulfing him. He had no choice but to reveal a small trick. Originally, he planned to play dumb to deceive them.
The Wood Spiritual Sword in his hand left his hand for the first time. In front of him, it formed a circle of sword shadows. These sword shadows condensed into Sword Qi, one after another, continuous.
When the chain of sword shadows surrounded Yang Chen like a golden ring, the cloud of sword aura swallowed him up at the same time!
"Boom!"
A violent rumble resounded, and the clouds and mist were actually mysteriously rotated and wiped away. Piece by piece, they dispersed like flowers scattered by a celestial maiden, and it was dazzling and resplendent.
"This … this is …" A few exclamations came from below. It was incredible.
"Am I seeing things? This seems to be the Eighteen Swords of Lianyun? "
"No … it seems to be, but it doesn't seem to be …"
"The Eighteen Swords of Lianyun is just a low-level Imperial Sword Technique, and there doesn't seem to be this move in it …"
But Xiao Mengyue looked dignified and said, "This is the Eighteen Swords of Lianyun, the thirteenth move in it, Eight Zigzag Chain … but … there seems to be some changes."
"Yes, the autumn wind is more direct and neat, very ingenious." Xiao Mohui said with a forced smile.
Xiao Mohui laughed, extremely proud of himself. Although he didn't know when his son had practiced such a sword technique, he thought it was secretly practiced, and didn't suspect much.
In the air, Xiao Yangxu saw that his killing move was broken, and he was shocked and angry. He only had two moves left to use, and in his anger, he attacked Yang Cheng fiercely!
But Yang Cheng used the Wood Spirit Sword to find Xiao Yangxu's flaws, and easily dissolved them without leaving a trace.
Xiao Yangxu, after all, lacked combat experience. Although his sword technique was brilliant, the person who used it didn't understand the principle of "no move is better than having a move".
The Way of the Sword was the same as the Way of Martial Arts. "The sword is the sword, and the person is the person." It was still at the rudimentary stage, and then there was "the sword is not the sword, and the person is not the person". When the person and the sword became one, he was considered an expert in the Way of the Sword.
The more profound "the sword is the sword, and the person is the person". It was the so-called "without the sword in the hand, there is no sword in the heart". The sword had become a dispensable tool, and it was no longer a sword technique, but a kind of "Way".
Yang Cheng had countless battles on the line of life and death. He had already broken away from the shackles, and comprehended his own unique view of the battle. Whether it was martial arts or sword techniques, he had his own views, and he could adapt to the situation, and his wonderful moves were endless.
This was why Yang Cheng could gather the strengths of hundreds of schools to write cultivation methods for women, and he could also easily modify the sword technique to upgrade several levels for his own use.
If their cultivations were equal, Yang Cheng didn't think he would be afraid of any opponent. Even if he couldn't win, he wouldn't lose, unless the opponent had a stronger magic weapon or other bargaining chip.
Unknowingly, ten moves had passed.
When Xiao Yangxu wanted to make another move, Xiao Mengyue, who was on the ground, made the first move. A vigorous Green Wood True Essence rose from the ground, and cut off the connection between the Flying Kite and Xiao Yangxu!
"Yangxu! Still don't stop!? "Xiao Mengyue shouted angrily, quite dissatisfied with his grandson.
But there was no other way. With so many people watching, he couldn't go back on his words. He could only blame "Xiao Qiufeng" for being too strange!
It couldn't be seen how brilliant his sword technique was. He could only think that maybe some of his potential broke out in a crisis.
Xiao Yangxu's eyes flashed with hatred, but he tried to suppress it. He cupped his hands toward Yang Cheng and said, "I have offended you. Brother Qiufeng's sword technique is brilliant, and I admire it!"
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