Xiao Yikuang nodded and said, "A sword is not the sword in my hand. A fallen leaf can be a sword, a tree leaf can be a sword... everything can be the sword in my hand. This is what it means to have no sword."
Mo Xie thought for a moment and said, "I have no sword in my hand, but I have a sword in my heart."
"No sword in hand, but a sword in heart?"
Xiao Yikuang looked at Mo Xie with some surprise and nodded, "Not bad, it seems that little Mo has quite a talent and is a good swordsman."
Mo Xie couldn't tell whether he was praising her or scolding her.
"alright."
Xiao Yi brandished his Bloodthirsty Sword and said in a deep voice, "Next, I will teach you a sword technique."
Moye cupped her hands and said, "Moye humbly accepts your instruction!"
Xiao Yikuang flicked his wrist slightly, the scabbard fell to the ground, and he held the sword at an angle with one hand.
"I have two swords, called the Sword of Life and Death."
"The blood sword signifies death, the white sword signifies life."
"The blood sword annihilates, the white sword saves."
Mo Xie looked at his blood-stained sword and asked in confusion: Isn't it supposed to be two swords?
Xiao Yikuang seemed to see through Mo Xie's doubts and said calmly, "The Life Sword... was destroyed by me."
Mo Xie noticed a flicker of pain in his eyes.
Xiao Yikuang didn't say much, but said in a deep voice, "This sword technique is called the Annihilation Sword Technique."
"The Annihilation Sword Technique?"
Mo Xie silently recited the mantra in her heart.
"Once this sword is drawn, death is certain; it is either him or me who dies; life is death, and death is life."
"This sword has nine forms; watch carefully..."
Xiao Yikuang held the blood-red longsword upright between his eyebrows, assuming a starting stance.
Mo Xie saw it.
His demeanor suddenly changed!
A strong aura of death emanated from him.
This feeling
It's like facing a ferocious beast that has just eaten a person and has blood on its mouth!
Mo Xie finally understood how Zhu Sha had felt when facing Xiao Yi Kuang.
"This sword technique is quite interesting... Young Master, you can learn it carefully."
Mo Jiu exclaimed in surprise.
This old devil has always looked down on the Grand Elder and others—and of course, he has the right to do so.
Even he said it was good, so this sword technique must be the best in the world.
The eldest brother is straightforward!
Mo Xie thought to herself.
Clang!
Xiao Yi moved wildly, and the blood sword, like a streak of blood, emitted a chilling sword aura filled with death in the air.
Despite Mo Xie's repeated retreats,
They were still affected by the sword energy, causing their heart rate to increase and their blood flow to accelerate.
"What a magnificent act of facing death to live... what a ferocious and domineering swordsmanship!"
The old devil commented.
Mo Xie ignored it and focused on watching.
After the Nine Forms of Annihilation Sword Technique,
Xiao Yikuang drew his sword behind his back and said, "Come and sit here so I can see."
Mo Xie practiced somewhat clumsily.
Next,
One provides guidance, the other learns.
A day passed quickly.
As the sun sets again, crimson once more spreads across the horizon.
"Annihilation Sword Technique!"
Mo Xie let out a low shout,
"The first move..."
"The second move..."
"..."
"Ninth Form!"
The Formless Demon Sword twirled in his hand, radiating a fierce, deathly aura.
"Whoosh..."
The ninth move was a bit forced...
Mo Xie, panting heavily, finally managed to perform the sword technique once.
"The sword is good, and the person is good too!" Xiao Yikuang smiled as he held the blood sword.
"Next, all that's left is to practice more in life-or-death situations."
Xiao Yikuang turned around and waved his hand, "Going to drink..."
"Brother Xiao, wait a minute!"
Mo Xie cried out.
"Is there anything else?"
"There's another method I'd like to learn from..."
"Haha, you're quite greedy, kid. I've taught you all my best skills, and you're still not satisfied... Tell me, a jar of good wine is a must!"
Xiao Yikuang took out his wine gourd and started drinking.
Mo Xie chuckled awkwardly, "Definitely, definitely..."
He looked at the distant sky, where the blood-red sunset hung in the west, revealing a look of longing.
"Brother Xiao, do you know how to fly on a sword?"
"Yes, but it requires comprehension." Xiao Yi laughed wildly, "What, you want to learn?"
"Uh-huh……"
Mo Xie nodded.
Flying on a sword—that's practically every man's dream.
—As soon as the song "Love Through Lifetimes" began to play, his foot landed on the flying sword…
Xiao Yikuang raised two fingers with both hands.
His gaze was solemn. "Rise!"
With a wave of his hands, the Blood Sword flew out of its sheath and hovered in front of him.
With a light step, Xiao Yikuang stood on one foot on the sword sheath.
"Flying on a sword, that's really impressive!"
"Do you know why we swordsmen are so difficult to kill? It's because we can fly on our swords!"
He placed two fingers of each hand on his temples and then made a hand seal.
call out!
He stepped onto the longsword and transformed into a streak of blood-red light, flying away.
"Wow, so fast..."
Mo Xie's mouth gaped open: This is almost as fast as the speed of light...
Wang Jijing can fly, but that's all.
Someone of his low-level King Realm might not be as fast as someone at the Sect Realm running on the ground when flying in the sky...
Mo Xie's eyes suddenly burned with fervor.
If his earlier attempt to learn sword flight was merely to show off;
Now he is truly envious of this method.
"You really want to learn?"
Xiao Yikuang's voice came from behind.
Mo Xie nodded, "Please teach me, Brother Xiao!"
"Come on up."
Xiao Yikuang grabbed Mo Xie's clothes and threw them behind him, then rode his longsword and flew away in a streak of blood.
Under the Xuan Yang, high in the sky.
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