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Chapter 28

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Ying Feiyang looked at Qing Ku's direction through the sword gap and saw that Qing Ku was sitting opposite the old man. He thought that the old man was going to attack his master, so his mind was shaken. He gritted his teeth and made up his mind, preparing to break through the sword net behind him even if he was injured. Ying Feiyang's sword momentum suddenly turned fierce and domineering. With a sweep, he drew a grand semicircle and swung towards Ren Jiuxiao. It was the Whirlwind Scattered Clouds. After one move, he crashed into the sword net behind him. Who knew that Ren Jiuxiao's sword net did not stop him at all and let him pass. He even said, "We'll fight again later."

Ying Feiyang jumped to his master's side, but saw that he did not look like he was being controlled at all. Instead, he asked with a smile, "My disciple Tianming, you've been learning this Star Luo Steps for a long time, how many levels can you see?"

Ying Feiyang turned his head to look at Ren Jiuxiao's direction, then looked back with a confident smile, "Only one level away." It turned out that Ying Feiyang used defense to attack. On one hand, it was because Ren Jiuxiao was extremely difficult to deal with, and on the other hand, it was because he wanted to learn this strange footwork.

In the battle between Hu Bugui and Master Peacock, Hu Bugui used all the moves of various sects. Although Ying Feiyang saw the whole process, the cultivation of the two demons was much higher than Ying Feiyang's. Ying Feiyang wanted to learn the moves, but he did not know where to start. Only this Star Luo Steps came from the Ling Xiao Sword Dao, and it was faintly similar to what Ying Feiyang had learned since he was young. Ying Feiyang practiced diligently for half a month after the event, and barely learned 60% of it.

On the other hand, if it was in terms of its essence, then even though the Starnet Extraordinary Steps was deduced from the changes in the stars, when cultivated to Hu Bugui's level of cultivation, it had already escaped the shackles of Starnet Calculation, and it was completely natural and without a trace. So even though Ying Feiyang knew the Starnet Extraordinary Steps as well, it only had the form.

Today, when he fought with Ren Jiuxiao, although Ren Jiuxiao was an outstanding talent of the same age, he was still far from Hu Bugui's realm, so his footwork was still stagnant, which gave Ying Feiyang a chance to see the essence. When Ying Feiyang received the attack, he was still observing his opponent's footwork, and compared it with what he had learned and Hu Bugui's footwork, he actually got another 30% of the essence, and now he was only missing the last level.

The old man opposite him showed a rare frown and said, "How can there be such a thing as giving advice in the middle of a battle? You've crossed the line."

Ying Feiyang also couldn't put down his pride to learn a move in the middle of a battle, and said unhappily, "Master, did you shout for help just now because of this?"

Qing Ku slammed the table and said, "Who wants advice? I wanted to pay for the tea, but in the end, the money is all on my disciple. Isn't this enough to kill me? Ying Tianming, hurry up and take out the money to save me! "

"Call me Ying Feiyang!" Ying Feiyang took out a few copper coins and slammed them on the table.

"Have you given me enough money? Let me count, one … " Qing Ku held up a copper coin and flicked it with his finger. With a crisp sound, the copper coin began to spin on the table.

"Two … Three … Four …" Qing Ku counted one, and flicked a copper coin on the table. The number of copper coins on the table increased, and they all spun in a circle, giving off a feeling of crowding. Strangely, the number of coins flicked did not show any signs of weakening, and they spun for a long time without stopping.

"Twenty-seven … Twenty-eight … Enough!" Qing Ku flicked the last copper coin, and the spinning copper coins on the table dazzled Ying Feiyang's eyes. The twenty-eight copper coins either spun in a big circle, or in pairs, or on their own, but they all followed their own paths. Although the table was full of copper coins, they did not collide with each other. It could be said that they were independent, but there seemed to be some kind of mysterious connection between them, causing them to be in a harmonious balance.

The copper coins spun with a strange rhythm, producing an inexplicable attraction, giving him the illusion that he was standing on the void. In Ying Feiyang's eyes, the copper coins on the table became lively, and each copper coin had its own unique charm. These copper coins became the stars in the sky, and each copper coin was a constellation. Qing Ku actually laid out a picture of the twenty-eight constellations on the table, ever-changing, profound and vast. Ying Feiyang's eyes melted into the table, but his mind was wandering in the sea of stars, capturing the starlight of the wings and the dark, stepping on the paths of the kui and the lou, turning his hand over the chaotic horns, the kang, the di, and the fang, and then pointing his finger with a wisp of sword qi to disperse the bull and the dou …

Not knowing how long he had been standing there, Ying Feiyang's eyes slowly began to blur. Suddenly, Qing Ku picked up a chopstick and stood it upright in the middle of the table. "Ding!" It was like a crisp sound in the depths of his ears, and several copper coins hit the chopstick at the same time. Ying Feiyang's mind was shaken. In his divine sense, he seemed to see the stars represented by these copper coins explode, splashing out beams of light like blooming flowers.

These copper coins deviated from their original track and scattered in all directions, then collided with other copper coins, as if they had disturbed the stars in the sky.

In an instant, the scene in his mind was completely different. Previously, Ying Feiyang felt that the stars in his mind had existed for thousands of years, like an ancient god who was so old that he had no desires and no emotions, looking coldly at all things in the world. No matter how the world changed, the mountains and rivers changed, it was still eternal, never stopping.

Yet at this moment, the stars became lively, fervent, and excited as they collided with each other and erupted successively. Extraordinary colors flowed through them, and it was gorgeous and magnificent. It seemed as if they wanted to abandon their boundless and endless lives in exchange for a moment of dazzling beauty. Ying Feiyang's eyes flickered, as if the brilliance of the exploding stars was reflected.

For a moment, the copper coins collided with each other, and the sound of "ping ping" lingered in the ears, forming a unique flavor of the rhythm of the stars. By the time the song had ended, the copper coins had stopped and were arranged in a perfect circle on the table, which contained the meaning of Complete Heavenly Cycle. The copper coins had stopped, but Ying Feiyang was still standing there, as if he had not noticed it. His eyes were still flashing with the stars.

After a while, Qing Ku asked, "What about now? How much have you figured out? "

Ying Feiyang seemed to have woken up from a dream. He closed his eyelids, blocking the starlight in his eyes. When he opened them again, there was no more flowing light in his eyes, and they were as deep and calm as the night sky. He said confidently, "I understand completely."

Ren Jiuxiao saw that Qing Ku was calling for help and that Ying Feiyang was distracted. He was proud and didn't want to take advantage of someone when they were in a precarious situation, so he let Ying Feiyang leave first. However, Qing Ku was just making a big fuss over a minor issue. Ying Feiyang was in a daze for some reason and didn't return for a long time. He was already impatient. When he saw Ying Feiyang return, he said unhappily, "Continue. You've already wasted a lot of my time.

"Alright." Ying Feiyang walked over at a moderate pace, but his figure suddenly disappeared. "I'll listen to you." A voice came from behind.

"Ding!" With a clashing sound, Ren Jiuxiao stood behind his sword, and the body of the sword blocked the tip of Ying Feiyang's sword that was stabbing at him. He said in surprise, "Star Luo Extraordinary Steps?"

"I'm learning and applying it now. Please advise me." Ying Feiyang smiled. He used the Astral Steps under his feet, and the wind and clouds in his hands. His footwork and swordsmanship were used at the same time, and he was like a shooting star, cutting through the wind and clouds, and his power doubled.

Ren Jiuxiao snorted coldly, and also used the Wind and Cloud Slashing Sword Art and Star Luo Extraordinary Steps. Both of them were handsome young men, and their figures were similar. At this time, they used the same moves, and it was really like a mirror. It was hard to tell who was better, and in the blink of an eye, they had already exchanged more than a hundred moves.

Accompanied by the mysterious footwork, the two fought fiercely, and their swordsmanship also improved continuously. Each sword was more agile than the last, and Peng Sihai and the other two were dumbfounded. They all felt that they had wasted their lives.

As they moved, the early spring hard soil was densely covered with neat and symmetrical footprints. If one looked closely at these footprints, they could see the mysteries of the stars. "Whoosh!" The two of them attacked at the same time, and both of them were forced back a few steps before they stabilized their bodies. At the same time, they used the Mysterious Steps, and ran towards the only place between the two of them that did not leave any footprints — — the position of the center of the sky. No matter how the stars moved, the position of the center of the sky would never change, and it controlled the stars. And the two of them used the same footwork, and whoever could grab the position of the center of the sky would be able to deal with the changes by not changing, and gain the upper hand.

The two figures gradually approached each other, three steps, two steps, one step, and in the moment they got close, they attacked each other at the same time. Ying Feiyang's sword was light, and it seemed to be mixed with strength. It was not as fast as the wind and clouds, nor as overbearing as the wind and clouds, but it was in harmony with nature, and it was the "light wind and clouds" move that could only be seen after a storm.

Although Ren Jiuxiao also used a light wind and clouds move, but halfway through the move, the meaning of the move changed, from light to heavy. A strong and simple sword intent, with the mottled of time, seemed to have evolved from the Spring and Autumn Ancient Scroll. Even if a hundred years of prosperity had passed away, this sword intent would not diminish in the slightest.

In a flash, the two of them stopped abruptly, each holding a sword forward, and stood facing each other without moving. Only the thatch in the sky was still stirred up by the sword wind, and it was flying.

Looking at the two of them, the tip of Ren Jiuxiao's sword was still half an inch away from Ying Feiyang's shoulder, but Ying Feiyang's sword had already pierced into Ren Jiuxiao's flesh, and there was a touch of bright red on his shoulder.

Ren Jiuxiao didn't even frown, he took half a step back, pulled his shoulder away from the tip of the sword, put away the sword in his hand, and threw it back to Li Wentong. At the same time, he grabbed the Taoist robe that wrapped the jagged broken sword, and said to Ying Feiyang coldly, "Your name is Ying Tianming, right? I remember you."

"My name is Ying Feiyang." Ying Feiyang corrected. At the same time, he also sheathed his sword. Ren Jiuxiao didn't say anything, but turned around and left with large strides.

"Ten years." The old man's cold voice suddenly came, "I only promised your sword to spare you this time, and wait for you for ten years."

Ren Jiuxiao's figure paused, and he said coldly, "Ten years is long enough." Then, without looking back, he disappeared into the distance.

"Sigh, I still lost." Ying Feiyang lowered his head and turned around, sighing in his heart. Just now, when they fought to the last move, he and Ren Jiuxiao both pointed their swords at each other. Ren Jiuxiao was faster than him, and when his sword was still three inches away, Ren Jiuxiao had already stopped his sword half an inch in front of his shoulder. It was obvious that he had the idea that there was no need to see blood in a sparring match.

Since Ying Feiyang was defeated, he also wanted to withdraw his sword, but he felt that his True Qi was like a wild horse out of control, and he couldn't stop his sword, injuring Ren Jiuxiao. Therefore, on the surface, Ren Jiuxiao was injured and stained with blood, but the real outcome was very clear in Ying Feiyang's heart.

Ying Feiyang was unwilling, but he didn't know that Ren Jiuxiao was also angry. At the beginning of the fight, Ren Jiuxiao claimed that he wanted to let his opponent see the Wind-breaking and Cloud-slashing Sword, and he planned to defeat his opponent with this sword technique. However, at the last move, he was provoked by his opponent's move, and he had the idea that he could not defeat his opponent with only the Wind-breaking and Cloud-slashing Sword. He couldn't help but use the move of the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace. Although no one else cared, for Ren Jiuxiao, although he won, he lost.

The two talented young swordsmen turned their backs to each other, and gradually walked away, but in their hearts, they said at the same time:

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