Chaos Guiyuan Sword

Chapter 11 Enlightenment Sword
"Okay." Fang Chen replied softly, his face full of seriousness.

"You don't need to keep your hands. With your cultivation, you can't hurt the teacher." Yun Feiyang stroked his beard and signaled Fang Chen to draw his sword.

The three-foot green blade left the sheath without making a sound, a cold light flashed, Fang Chen's body swayed with profound energy, his feet slipped out, and the tip of the sword went straight to Yun Feiyang's face.

Since Master said not to hold back, then I will go all out!
"Good time!" Yun Feiyang praised, although this sword is a basic sword technique, but whether it is the sword or the coordination of the steps, it shows the hard work and talent of his little apprentice.

"Looking good! The first form! The wind is rolling and the clouds are relaxing!"

A ray of cold light came first, and then a gust of wind blew up. The cold light turned into countless sharp swords, and spread out with the gust of wind, as if what Fang Chen was fighting at this time was not Yun Feiyang, but countless sharp swords in the world.

Fang Chen stopped his figure suddenly, closed his eyes, and calmed down. The wind in his ears gradually stopped, and the rapid cold light became slower and slower, and the trajectory became clearer...

Return the sword, stab out, open your eyes, the wind stops and the clouds disperse.

"That's right! The second move! The wind disperses and the clouds stop!" Yun Feiyang swung his sword again with a troubled look on his face.

A sharp sword emerged out of thin air, one turned into two, two turned into four... more and more, until Fang Chen was completely surrounded by sharp swords gleaming with cold light, just suspended quietly like this, gaining momentum send.

Fang Chen, who still looked normal, could clearly feel that if he moved, the sharp swords around him would strangle him instantly.

Backlash?The corner of Fang Chen's mouth curled up into a chuckle, the profound energy in his body flowed rapidly, he exerted force suddenly under his feet, and his body was ejected instantly like a cannonball.

Regardless of the sharp swords galloping from all around, Fang Chen's sword pointed straight at Yun Feiyang.

"Ding!" The swords staggered, and the two exchanged positions.

"Okay! The third form! The wind moves with the clouds!"

"Fourth style! Wind and cloud intertwine!"

"Fifth style! Changing situation!"

"Sixth form! Wind and cloud opening and closing!"

"Seventh form! Wind and clouds!"

"Eighth Form! Unpredictable!"

"This ninth move is called Feng Qing Yun Dan. Killing people invisible is the highest level of swordsmanship. You may be injured in this move." Yun Feiyang is quite satisfied with his disciple who suddenly became a blockbuster. Although there is still hope in his heart, Yun Feiyang also knows that even if Fang Chen can take over the first eight moves, the ninth move is still too early for him.

"I want to try." Feeling the inexplicable feeling that suddenly surged in his heart, Fang Chen calmed down his rapid breathing, and his tone was unusually firm.

"Okay!" Yun Feiyang's expression moved slightly, a gleam shot out of his eyes, but he showed no mercy when he drew his sword.

If you can take this sword, I will have no regrets in this life.

The breeze came slowly, like spring in early March, cool but not cold, the sound of swords was faintly visible, and the peace was full of murderous intent.

Yun Qianqian looked at the two of them looking at each other from a distance, both of them looked cautious, and couldn't help feeling puzzled, why didn't anything happen after dad swung his sword?
Immediately, Yun Qianqian froze in place with her mouth open, transfixed...

"Pfft..." The clothes on Fang Chen's shoulders were cut open suddenly, and a little red gradually spread.

Fang Chen is like a statue, as if turning a blind eye to everything around him.

"Yin..." Another cut was made on the left thigh, and the fabric on the hem fell off.

Suddenly, amidst the shocked expressions of Yun Feiyang and Yun Qianqian, Fang Chen moved, swung out a sword, the wind was strong, and several sharp swords turned into cold lights, and then the sound of sword blades colliding faintly came from the air.

It is the first form of Fengyun Nine Swords, Fengjuanyunshu!
(End of this chapter)