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"Hahaha, Master, look at me! I've finally mastered the first move of the Wind Sword!" The youth Yang Muyun, wearing a plain white robe, with a trace of innocence and innocence on his face, ran over from afar.

The children had grown up quite quickly. In just a few years, they had grown up to look like little adults.

Seeing Yang Muyun so happy, Lin Yao also faintly smiled. Yang Muyun's talent was beyond her expectations.

The Wind, Flower, Snow and Moon Sword Techniques that she created naturally had to be taught to Yang Muyun. However, she couldn't bite off more than she could chew and could only use it bit by bit.

Her original plan was for Yang Muyun to be able to comprehend the essence of the Wind Sword within five years. This way, even without her guidance, he would be able to comprehend the profoundness of the Wind Sword on his own.

However, what he didn't expect was that in these five years, Yang Muyun had indeed comprehended both the wind and snow swords, and the snow sword had created the first move a year ago.

The four moves that Lin Yao had created didn't have any fixed moves, nor did they have any specific Concepts. Besides the limited guidance from her master, she had only relied on herself to comprehend everything else.

The so-called 'teacher Fu' leading the way for the entrance was demonstrated by Lin Yao.

Yang Muyun chuckled as he ran in front of Lin Yao and respectfully said, "Master, your disciple has already comprehended the first move of the Wind Sword."

"Yes, show it to us." Lin Yao nodded her head.

Sword skills were not just used to observe. Only sword moves with a certain level of power and practicality could be called sword skills. This was Lin Yao's point of view.

"Alright!" Yang Muyun drew his sword and used the first move of his own creation, a wooden sword danced in his hand.

Flowers full of spring, wither and fall back to the light.

Within this sword strike, Lin Yao saw hope and hope, as well as disappointment and despair. This had already surpassed the Concept that she had originally given to Feng Jian, and it seemed that this disciple's talent wasn't as simple as simple as it seemed.

Lin Yao saw the praise in Yang Muyun's eyes, then she lightly said, "This sword, must have been honed for a long time."

"Yes, Master, I came to train one or two moves at the same time." Yang Muyun quickly replied, "But disciple was stupid, I only mastered the first move."

"It's not that you're stupid, but that you're too outstanding." Lin Yao pointed out the problem. After all, she was a martial arts expert. "The concept of the first style that you've bestowed upon Feng Jian is just too great. That's why there is nothing that can help you comprehend the second sword style."

"Then how can I link the second sword to it?" Yang Muyun said anxiously.

Lin Yao walked to Yang Muyun's side and knocked on his head, "Don't be impatient, you can't eat hot tofu."

"But it's not like there's no way."

"What method?"

Lin Yao rubbed Yang Muyun's head and said, "Stand up after you break it!"

"Breaking and then erecting?" Yang Muyun repeated, as if he understood something.

"Mm, this first sword of yours began with prosperity. With zero end, it's a pity that it ended here. " Lin Yao shook her head, "Therefore, you must first comprehend the feeling of death in this second sword strike of yours. Only then will you be able to obtain a new life. Only then will you be able to adapt to the aura of your first sword strike."

"Yes, yes." Yang Muyun blankly nodded, "Disciple will remember."

He was also very honest. He still did not understand the true meaning of breaking the record, so what he said was to remember, not to understand.

This kid was indeed worth teaching. Lin Yao inwardly nodded. It seemed that she had really picked up a treasure. She also subconsciously smiled. At that moment, it was like a warm spring flower blooming, everything was welcoming.

"..."

Right now, her master was roaming the martial world, nowhere to be found. However, her words still echoed in her ears.

At this moment, Yang Muyun finally understood what Lin Yao meant when she said 'break' and 'establish'.

In the battle just now, Yang Muyun's true energy had been scattered by Wang Gu, blocking his way out and injuring himself internally. At the same time, Wang Gu swung out his blade again, aiming to take his life.

It could be said that this was the most dangerous and the closest he had ever been to death since he'd entered the martial arts world. And he couldn't resist, couldn't save himself. A deep sense of powerlessness filled his body and mind.

However, at this moment, a gust of cool breeze appeared out of nowhere from his body. This cool breeze was filled with the aura of his true energy, and it could not be blown away by the raging wind.

What was worse was that this cool breeze had automatically entered his Dantian and quickly turned into a part of his strength, and even a part of his sword Qi. At this moment, in his heart, he felt a kind of power similar to his own, but never encountered before.

This was what his master had said. In a situation of destruction, the wind that was born was to extinguish the wind of decay, and it was also the wind that allowed one to be reborn. This was the second style of the Wind Sword, and it was an even more powerful force.

"Since you were born in the nick of time, you brought me the power to live after my death." Yang Muyun muttered to himself, "Then I'll just call you, clear as day."

Ji Qing was as calm and beautiful as ever, I hope you won't disappoint me. Yang Muyun felt that this moment was filled with power. He gripped the sword hilt tightly and looked coldly at Wang Luo.

The battle of trapped beasts will turn this world upside down!

A surge of sword energy suddenly rose up, swirling around and around the Rising Dawn Sword. A gust of wind also appeared slowly, passing through Wang Gu's killing intent, passing through the violent gale, and lingering around Yang Muyun.

Gradually, the pressure created by the Demon Abyss Blade became smaller and smaller. The wind created by Wang Luo became weaker and weaker, and that faintly discernible suppression also started to disappear.

Wang Luo was shocked. He didn't know what had happened. How could he do such a thing? It was about to disappear in an instant.

When he saw the resplendent green light around Yang Muyun, he immediately understood that this must be the doing of Yang Muyun. Wang Gu cursed silently as he wondered why Yang Muyun still had the power to resist even now.

However, he must understand that the martial world was a place where strength was valued. Those without strength were worthless. No matter how strong a peak First Rated Warrior was, they would never be a match for the heavens.

However, before Wang Luo could use his next move, Yang Muyun had already pulled out his sword.

In an instant, a violent wind also blew behind Yang Muyun. Even the wind created by Wang Luo had either been assimilated or completely eliminated; it was no longer there.

Not good, there's something wrong with this sword wind! Wang Gu saw through this problem immediately, because he could feel that this sword aura, Astral Wind, was too strong.