Cuiyun Peak, Green Water Lake, Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa, is the only one in the sky and under, from ancient times to the present.

This is the afterimage that appeared in Lin Ye’s heart after coming to this world.

There is no sword art that is as amazing as Ximen Chuxue made Lin Ye, but only sword skills.

The truly unparalleled sword technique in the world obviously does not have any artistic conception in Lin Ye's opinion, and it does not have any power.

But it is such a simple sword technique, a slow but extremely beautiful sword technique, just like the wind.

Originally, Lin Ye always thought that the ultimate of art was to enter the state of mind.

But after seeing Xie Xiaofeng's sword, Lin Ye found that he was wrong, and he was a big mistake.

What is wind like?

No one knows what Xie Xiaofeng’s sword looks like?

No one knows it, I'm afraid Xie Xiaofeng himself won't know it.

What kind of sword is that? It stabs with one sword and slowly pierces out from the most incredible part. When it is pierced, it will undergo an incredible change. There will always be a flaw in the change, just like a strong wind sweeping across the earth, and there will inevitably be some missing places. However, this flaw is a change in Xie Xiaofeng's sword. It is like a spring running on a mountain. When it flows down, you clearly see a gap in it, but when your hand reaches over, the flowing water has already filled the gap.

In any case, Lin Ye had to admit that the sword was almost perfect, and the flaw in the sword was not a flaw at all. Now he could not break Xie Xiaofeng's sword no matter what.

The sword intent and sword force cannot break through the simple sword technique.

That is the real magical craft, that is the real sword technique like a god.

It was not until Lin Ye saw the sword technique that Lin Ye realized that swordsmanship not only needed to pursue momentum, intention, and technique were also the most important part of swordsmanship.

Originally, Lin Ye thought he had already understood the sword, but after seeing Xie Xiaofeng's sword, Lin Ye realized that he was like a child. On the road of sword, he knew too little, too little, and the path he walked was just the tip of the iceberg.

But because of this, Lin Ye became even more excited. What was the most helpless thing?

That is to learn nothing and stand at the top.

After stepping out of Niujiazhuang to face the west for only a few miles, Lin Ye came to a town.

Unlike other towns, there are many people in the world in this town, and the places they want to go to are also the same place.

Xingyunzhuang.

That is the former residence of "Li Yuan" and Li Xun Huan.

Although the "Li Yuan" has become Xingyun Village, the two door couplets written by the imperial pen in front of the gate are still there.

"Seven Jinshis in one school, three Tanhuas in father and son."

Passing by Xingyun Village, Lin Ye just took a quick look at it and walked straight ahead.

Cross Xingyun Village and come to the west of the city, where there is a dilapidated ancestral hall.

As for whether the Shen Family Ancestral Hall is related to the former hero Shen Lang, it is unknown.

Lin Ye had no interest in things, but when he passed by the Shen Family Ancestral Hall, Lin Ye stopped his steps.

What attracted Lin Ye was not the Shen Family Ancestral Hall, nor the illusory rumors in the world.

It was a young man who was cleaning up the snow at the entrance of the ancestral hall, or to be more precise, a sword on his waist.

In fact, if you say this is a sword, it is better to say that this is a patch and it is more accurate.

The three-foot-long iron piece has no sword body, no sword hilt, no sword sheath, and only two wooden boards are tied to the end as the hilt.

But Lin Ye did not underestimate the slightest.

"Get out of the way, you are blocking the way." He raised his head and looked at Lin Ye standing at the entrance of the Shen Family Ancestral Hall. The boy did not raise his head, but just continued to clean up the snow.

"What's your name?" Lin Ye asked looking at the boy.

"hooligan."

"Linye."

Looking at A Fei, Lin Ye spoke.

"I didn't ask your name." A Fei raised his head and said, "Lin Ye," said with a speech after cleaning the last inch of snow in front of the door.

"But you told me your name." Lin Ye said, looking at Ah Fei.

"Now we have no other owes each other, why are you still here to do?" Looking at Lin Ye, A Fei said.

"I want to lend you something." Lin Ye said, looking at Ah Fei.

"I have nothing to lend you." Hearing Lin Ye's words, his eyes shrank slightly, and A Fei's right hand tightly held the hilt of the sword and said coldly.

"Your sword." Lin Ye said, looking at Ah Fei.

"My sword is not for people to see." Hearing Lin Ye's words, A Fei said coldly.

"I use a sword, so I know." Lin Ye nodded slightly and said when he heard Ah Fei's words.

"Do you know? Then you are sure you want to see it?" A Fei said when he heard Lin Ye's words.

"Yes!" Lin Ye nodded slightly.

As soon as the word "Ye" was said, a cold light suddenly appeared. The sword in A Fei's right hand, which was like an iron piece, instantly stabbed towards Lin Ye's throat.

This sword is like a meteor outside the sky, with a fast speed that makes people unable to see clearly.

"The fast sword, the reason why it is a fast sword is that speed is only one of them. You still lack a spirit." The sword stayed in front of Lin Ye's eyebrows, but Ah Fei knew that this sword could no longer move forward.

Because a faint blood mark appeared on my neck.

"What spirit?" Putting down the sword in his hand, A Fei gently touched his neck, and it was faintly red.

"You have to ask yourself." Looking at Ah Fei, Lin Ye looked up at the plaque of the Shen Family Ancestral Hall, then lowered his head and said.

Hearing Lin Ye's words, A Fei stood there and was stunned for a moment.

Seeing A Fei's appearance, Lin Ye couldn't help but smile on his face, and then he was about to turn around and leave.

It was difficult to see a charming talent in this world, but unfortunately he did not understand it, so he did not become a real swordsman, but could only be considered a good swordsman. Otherwise, Lin Ye would never be a guide today, but a sword contest and a sword test.

"Wait!" Seeing Lin Ye turning around and leaving, A Fei suddenly raised his head and called Lin Ye.

"What else do you have?" Lin Ye said, looking at Ah Fei.

Without talking, A Fei turned around and entered the Shen Family Ancestral Hall. After about a minute, he walked out again. At the same time, there was an extra package in his hand.

"For you." Looking at Lin Ye, A Fei threw the package in his hand to Lin Ye.

"If you can find the spirit in your sword, let me see your sword then." After taking the package thrown by A Fei, it was light and not much weight, and didn't care about what it was. Lin Ye stepped on his shoulder and looked at A Fei and spoke.

"Okay!" Hearing Lin Ye's words, A Fei nodded.

"Quick sword, fast enough, ruthless enough, tricky enough. If you really understand swords and know swords, I am a dead person now. If I see you again in the future, I hope you can give me some surprise." In the snow and ice, Lin Ye said secretly in his heart as he looked at A Fei who walked into the Shen Family Ancestral Hall again.

An unknown person, a swordsman who is not a real swordsman, has such skills. Now I think if Li Xun Huan really let me see the little Li flying knife, I'm afraid I'll be buried in Niujiazhuang.

Turning back, Lin Ye continued to walk along the avenue, thinking in his heart.

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