Immediately, under the incredulous gazes of Yun Feiyang and Yun Qianqian, Fang Chen swung seven swords in succession, which were exactly the second to eighth forms of the Wind and Cloud Nine Swords.
The cold flash appeared suddenly, and the sword blades collided. It was like the sound of war drums. The soldiers brandished their swords and charged forward. Fierce battles broke out everywhere, and bodies lay strewn all over the place...
"Gentle Breeze and Light Clouds!" As soon as the sword was drawn and then retracted, Fang Chen sat cross-legged. It seemed as if everything around him was an illusion. As if there was only him left in this world.
So it is. So it is... Fang Chen was completely immersed in the ninth form of the Wind and Cloud Nine Swords, Gentle Breeze and Light Clouds...
Yun Feiyang moved his body and instantly pulled Yun Qianqian, who was looking anxious and about to go forward. The calmness on his face disappeared completely. "Don't disturb him."
In her memory, her father had never been so lose one's composure. Not even when he entered the Mystic Emperor Realm or when the eldest disciple died... In Yun Qianqian's eyes as she looked at Fang Chen, there was a complexity. What kind of monster is this little junior brother?...
The world returned to tranquility once again. The sunlight was warm, and unknown birds in the forest chirped and hopped around.
Yun Feiyang looked at Fang Chen sitting cross-legged on the ground with a solemn expression. The expectation in his eyes became more and more intense. While Yun Qianqian was looking at Fang Chen's wounds, her hands were moving restlessly back and forth.
"Buzz..." In the space around Fang Chen, there suddenly came a faint sound as if several sharp swords couldn't wait to be unsheathed.
Yun Feiyang was stunned all over. He murmured, "Sword... intent?"
"Yin!" As soon as the words fell, Fang Chen, who slowly stood up, was like an unsheathed sharp sword. His sharpness pointed straight at the sky. Around him were like countless sharp blades flashing with cold light. It seemed that the enemy who would invade in the next second would be torn to pieces!
Yun Qianqian, who had been staring at Fang Chen, suddenly felt a sharp pain in her eyes. In the next second, two drops of clear tears slid down her cheeks...
This first-order Hunyuan sword intent is actually comparable to the second-order peak merciless sword intent of my previous life! Fang Chen clenched his fists and felt the gradually subsiding Hunyuan sword intent in his body. Although he knew that this Hunyuan sword intent must be extraordinary, he didn't expect it to be so powerful!
Looking at the father and daughter of Yun Feiyang who hadn't come to their senses yet behind him, Fang Chen's nose soured. He walked forward and said softly, "Master."
"Hmm? Good! Good! Good!" Yun Feiyang said three good words in succession, not hiding his excitement at all. "It seems that I underestimated you before."
Fang Chen lowered his head slightly, feeling a bit ashamed in his heart. "It's still because Master taught well."
"When did little junior brother become so glib?" Yun Qianqian, who had come to her senses, said as she quickly walked to Fang Chen's side. She took out the external injury medicine she carried with her. After treating Fang Chen's wounds, she gently breathed out. The nervousness on her face slowly faded away.
Fang Chen looked at Yun Qianqian and Yun Feiyang with gratitude. His tone became even more respectful. "Disciple's skills are not refined yet. I've made Master and Senior Sister worry."
Yun Qianqian then gave Fang Chen a blank look. You're not skilled enough? Then wouldn't I be hopeless?
"Not being arrogant or impetuous is certainly good, but being overly modest is hypocrisy." Yun Feiyang stroked his beard. Although his tone was serious, the satisfaction on his face couldn't be concealed at all. "Fang Chen, being able to comprehend sword intent at the Mystic Master Realm shows your strong talent. But on the path of swordsmanship, what is cultivated is not only the heart but also perseverance and attitude. You must not be slack."
"Yes." Fang Chen nodded seriously, deeply agreeing in his heart. After pondering for a moment, Fang Chen looked straight into Yun Feiyang's eyes and said, "Disciple had some insights just now, but I don't understand the meaning. I hope Master will not hesitate to give me advice."
"Speak."
Under normal circumstances, insights gained from cultivation cannot be told to others. Firstly, the listener has not experienced it personally and cannot truly understand. Secondly, if someone else forcibly comprehends it, it will lead to the collapse of the cultivation of the person who had the insights.
But at this time, the reason why Yun Feiyang took the risk was that Fang Chen's previous performance had shocked him too much. So Yun Feiyang still decided to give Fang Chen some guidance under controllable circumstances.
"Remove misfortunes and Save and guide immortals on their voyages.. Ascend to the heavens and cross the seas, like hiding and disappearing. Call upon the spiritual void and dispatch to all directions..."