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Down from Wang Wu Mountain, the sun had already set, the trees cast long shadows, and on top of the trees, Ying Feiyang stepped on the branches and flew straight to Luoyang. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Talk △ Net]
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This time when he went to pay his respects, he used his heart to write words, using words to express his feelings, it made the block in his heart disappear, his body also seemed to be lighter, so he took the opportunity to practice the lightness kungfu which he was not good at.
If he was a Dharma cultivator, he could use spells that could allow him to travel with the wind and Qi. However, for a sword cultivator, he could only rely on his legs before his cultivation reached the realm of Sword Kinesis Flight. Although he had learned a variety of skills, he didn't have any lightness skills that he could use. The only thing that could be considered exquisite was the movement technique that Ji Yaoyue had imparted to him, Traveling Among Flowers.
However, his talent in swordsmanship was considered outstanding, but his talent in body technique was only considered average, and this body technique was particular about 'graceful posture, like playing among flowers', only women could practice it to its peak. After self-studying, Ying Feiyang also practiced for a few days, but the 'Tour Among Flowers' body technique was still not effective, it was difficult for him to master it.
But in the past when he practiced the sword, he was always able to master it with one touch, so he developed a character that thought highly of himself. This time, after a long time, he still could not master it, instead he thought: "Ji Yaoyue that little witch is really stingy, she taught me but she did not teach me everything. Looks like what Yue Cang Qiong said is right, it is because of this difference in school, layers upon layers of concealment, that a large number of martial arts techniques were lost, losing their former glory. Uh, it seems that between me and that little witch Ji Yaoyue, it is not only the difference in school, there is also the difference between human and demon …"
While he was thinking, suddenly the sound of fighting was heard, Ying Feiyang stood on the tree, looked towards the source of the sound, and saw at the end of his vision, two people were fighting. He had seen these two people just now, they were Yu Boyue and Taoist Hei Song who attended Sima Chengzhen's funeral.
Ying Feiyang moved closer and watched the two of them fight.
Yu Boyue's sleeves fluttered in the wind, and his zhenqi surged. Tens of thousands of streaks of multicolored light flowed around his body, warm and smooth, resonating with the sunset in the sky. This was the sign that the Sunset Magic Power had been activated to its peak. Between his sleeves, the cyan multicolored light condensed into two streaks as thick as buckets. The dense and light multicolored light actually had a heavy sense of power. As Yu Boyue's sleeves fluttered, they attacked Taoist Hei Song like two green pythons.
Yu Boyue's attack was shapeless and formless. Daoist Hei Song was forced to retreat a hundred feet away. He waved the broken sword in his hand and shattered the green mist. But as soon as the mist was broken, it was reborn as if it was wriggling. In the blink of an eye, Daoist Hei Song was surrounded by a boundless misty mist. It was as thick as the galloping Milky Way, transforming into huge waves that swallowed Daoist Hei Song in the boiling mist.
"Daoist Hei Song is only so-so. How dare you challenge me with such insignificant skills? I'll let you fall into an illusion and continue with your foolish dreams! " One should know that the Sunset Magic Power also had an offensive effect on the divine sense. Under the shroud of the green mist, it could confuse the Qi, block the visual and auditory senses, and refract the illusion in the heart of the person who was hit through the light. It could be said to be a move that combined power and magic. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Say △ Net
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Just as Yu Boyue thought that victory was in his grasp, Ying Feiyang, who was observing, suddenly felt the heart of the sword move. Then, in the midst of the green mist, a clear blue sword light shot up to the sky. It was cold and gloomy, and the surrounding green mist seemed to be forced back by the chill of the sword, retreating like the tide. Then, the sword light cut straight down, carrying the sharpness and coldness that seeped into the bones and muscles, opening up a straight path in the clouds.
Yu Boyue panicked and the green mist quickly retracted, condensing into a thick wall in front of him. However, with a loud bang, the wall was broken. Yu Boyue was blown a few steps back by the sword aura, vomiting vermilion blood. His face was filled with surprise, "This is Mysterious Water Lord's Quenyou Sword, how did it fall into your hands?"
The green mist dissipated, revealing Daoist Hei Song's gloomy and proud face. The sword in his hand was no longer the simple and heavy Hei Song broken sword, but a special weapon with a long and narrow blade, the body of the sword was transparent like flowing cold water.
As soon as Yu Boyue threw out the question, he immediately understood and answered, "Looks like I'm right. Senior Sword Emperor gave Mysterious Water Lord's Overflowing Water Sword Technique to you, so Mysterious Water Lord would definitely come to you for it, but I didn't expect that he would be killed by you!"
Daoist Hei Song did not deny it and said, "That old man Yue Cangqiong is quite knowledgeable. Mysterious Water Lord's Overflowing Water Sword Technique is quite decent, so it's not a bad thing to use it with my Origin Core Sword Technique. This Quenyou Sword is even more of a rare divine weapon. When I master the Overflowing Water Sword Technique and reforge the Hei Song Sword, my cultivation will definitely improve greatly when I use both swords at the same time!"
Daoist Hei Song's expression then changed, revealing a cold expression, and said, "But before that, I must first take back the Origin Core Sword Technique. Otherwise, if someone else obtains it and studies the flaws of my swordplay, wouldn't that be a bad thing?"
Yu Boyue's face turned red, and said, "This sword technique was given to me by Senior Sword Emperor. If you don't want others to obtain it, why didn't you dare to ask him for it just now?"
Daoist Hei Song's face darkened, "Hmph, Sword Emperor? That loser can only be arrogant for a while. When I master my swordplay, I'll definitely make him regret what he did today. Don't talk nonsense, return my sword technique, and maybe I'll spare your life. "
Yu Boyue's expression changed a few times, and he gritted his teeth, "Forget it, it's not my first day in Jianghu. Since we've already shed all pretense of cordiality, how can I not kill you to eliminate the source of the problem? If you want to come, then come. Even if I can't defeat you today, I'll still poke a few holes in your body."
"Haha!" Daoist Hei Song laughed, "You're a bit smarter than Mysterious Water Lord, but you'll also die a worse death!" As soon as he finished speaking, the tip of his sword slashed down. Every move was simple and crude, yet fierce and powerful, and its power was overwhelming.
Yu Boyue forcefully suppressed his internal injuries, and his palms condensed rays of light, turning them into sabers, spears, swords, halberds, rods, axes, whips, hammers, and other weapons, changing endlessly. But no matter how many changes he made, Daoist Hei Song could always use clumsiness to overcome ingenuity. The long sword in his hand was cold and clear, and its power was vigorous. Like a collapsing glacier, it crashed down and crushed the air formed by the green rays one by one.
In a moment, Yu Boyue's body was already filled with many wounds. "Die!" Seeing an opening, Daoist Hei Song's eyes flashed fiercely, and he slashed his sword at Yu Boyue's chest, about to cut open Yu Boyue's stomach. Suddenly, a Sword Qi broke through the air and hit the tip of Daoist Hei Song's sword. Although the force was not strong, it hit the Quenching Nether Sword exactly seven inches away. The Quenching Nether Sword was knocked to the side, and it only cut a hole in Yu Boyue's chest. A sword-shaped iron talisman fell from his chest, and was hit by the Sword Qi and flew up.
"Dantian Sword Technique!" Daoist Hei Song shouted. He was very familiar with this iron talisman. It was the secret manual that recorded the "Dantian Sword Technique". Daoist Hei Song wanted to snatch it back, but suddenly, he saw a figure as fast as lightning. It flew past him and snatched the iron talisman, and then landed lightly on a tree in front of him.
"It's you!" Daoist Hei Song recognized the person in front of him and said fiercely.
"What are the cultivators nowadays? They kill people and steal their treasures at the slightest provocation. They are no different from bandits." Ying Feiyang stood high up in the tree and looked down at him with disdain.
"You're just a kid, and you dare to stand up for others?" Daoist Hei Song said coldly, but his posture was full of vigilance.
"It's not like I'm standing up for others. I forgot to introduce myself. I am Ying Feiyang, and now I am Si Tiantai's man. Since you are in Luoyang, you should be more restrained."
"So what if you are Si Tiantai? You are just a lackey of the Emperor. Do you really think you can control me? " Daoist Hei Song said coldly. Si Tiantai's sphere of influence was limited to Chang 'an and Luoyang. Daoist Hei Song belonged to the Tiexian Temple, which was a sect in the south. Therefore, big sects like Shangqing school and White Horse Temple had to treat Si Tiantai with respect, but Daoist Hei Song did not fear him.
Ying Feiyang let out a long sigh and said, "Senior Apprentice-Brother, you, Si Tiantai, are too disappointing. It's the first time in my life that I tried to suppress someone with my power, but the result was that I failed. Well, it's better to rely on myself than on someone else."
Ying Feiyang raised his voice and said to Yu Boyue, "That … Brother Yu, can you hold on for another half an incense stick?"
Yu Boyue had been secretly adjusting his breathing for a while. At this moment, he exhaled and said, "No problem."
"Good! Then hold on for a while. I will take over after half an incense stick. " As soon as Ying Feiyang finished speaking, he casually sat on a branch and activated the vital energy in his hand. Green characters appeared on the iron talisman. At this moment, he was actually reading the sword manual of the "Primary Dan Sword Technique" as if there was no one else around!
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