Although Jian Chen didn't know his master's intentions, he still raised his sword and circulated his internal energy.
His sword path was the same as Wu Ming's. It was unexpected, and the path of his attack was incomprehensible.
Accompanied by the dense sound of the long sword, sword light rose in all directions, and fallen leaves flew everywhere.
It was originally just a basic move, but in his hands, it was more agile and natural than ordinary people.
Jian Chen continuously struck out with his sword, stabbing, hacking, chopping, slicing, slicing…
Every move was filled with sharp sword intent.
This was Nameless's inexplicable sword technique. It was a top-notch sword technique in the world. Nameless had once used this sword technique to defeat the Sword Saint's Holy Spirit Sword Technique.
"Your name has shaken the world!"
As the young man's voice rang out, the surrounding time seemed to have stopped in an instant.
The falling leaves became unusually slow, but the sword in his hand was as fast as lightning.
Jian Chen stabbed out with his sword, and lightning flashed.
The leaves returned to their previous speed and fell down one after another.
A tree not far away was pierced through by a sword.
"This move focuses on stillness. Once you see the flaw, you can subdue the enemy in one move.”
Wu Ming's unhurried voice slowly sounded.
"Yes, sir! Master!"
Jian Chen stopped his sword momentum and said respectfully to Wu Ming.
The moon was high in the sky.
Seeing that there was no one around, Bu Jingyun secretly went to the place where Jian Chen and Wu Ming practiced martial arts during the day.
The gentle moonlight made the night seem peaceful and peaceful.
The moonlight fell on the branches, casting mottled shadows on them. The scattered shadows looked like broken branches hanging on the branches.
The bright moon in Huainan is cold on thousands of mountains, and no one cares about it.
The moonlight elongated his thin shadow, revealing a loneliness that did not match his age.
Bu Jingyun bent down to pick up a branch from the ground, a thoughtful look on his cold face.
Jian Chen's moves during the day were still vivid in his mind. He did not know why he remembered them so clearly, but he felt as if something was deeply imprinted in his heart.
Bu Jingyun raised the tree branch and imitated Jian Chen's movements, waving the tree branch in his hand.
Back at the Huo Manor, Huo Butian was killed by Qin Shuang before he could even use the Huo Family's sword technique.
The current Bu Jingyun knew nothing about sword techniques.
However, at this moment, he was actually waving the tree branch in a proper manner!
Moreover, it was very obvious that these sword moves were all executed by Jian Chen in the morning!
Bu Jingyun started to sweat, but he didn't notice it at all. He was still waving the tree branches crazily according to the sea surface in his mind.
"Pa!"
Three tree branches as thick as fingers were suddenly broken by Bu Jingyun.
Bu Jingyun picked up another branch from the ground and continued to wave it tirelessly.
More and more branches were broken, and the frequency of breaking virtue was also increasing.
At some point, Bu Jingyun's waving branches had already left ripples in the air.
Bu Jingyun, who was immersed in his swordsmanship, did not notice that Wu Ming was standing quietly on a tree trunk not far away. The dense leaves blocked the moonlight and his white figure.
At this moment, he seemed to be completely hidden in the darkness. He looked at Bu Jingyun with a more and more surprised expression.
Because, under the moonlight, he saw that the ripples that Bu Jingyun had created were gradually converging into white lines.
Bu Jingyun's moves became more and more proficient, and countless white chains formed around his body.
It was clearly just a tree branch, but it gave off a sharp sword intent.
"Innate talent!"
Nameless looked at the cold light that kept flickering and could not help but praise in his heart.
Although Bu Jingyun's sword intent was still very weak and not worth mentioning in the eyes of others, Wu Ming could feel the sharpness in his hand becoming more and more condensed.
And…Bu Jingyun was just a child!
He was a very young child who had never practiced sword techniques.
His name shook for a while!
Suddenly, the branch changed and stabbed out in a mysterious trajectory.
The void seemed to have been pierced by this sword.
Wu Ming's pupils constricted.
This was clearly Nameless's own inexplicable sword technique!
Nameless had practiced this move thousands of times.
The fallen leaves around Bu Jingyun started to stop, some even completely frozen in the air.
Branches were waved, and white silk flew everywhere. The stagnant leaves were cut open, and some of the nearby tree trunks had scratches.
"Inexplicable grief!"
He was clearly just a child, but his voice was as cold as winter.
A ball of white light kept expanding in Nameless's eyes.
Bu Jingyun thrust the branch in his hand forward. The white light instantly expanded and sped away.
In an instant, it disappeared into the big tree trunk in front of him.
The branch in his hand could no longer withstand his strength. It shattered bit by bit and fell to the ground.
The fallen leaves fluttered again.
The trees came alive again.
However, the traces left behind by Bu Jingyun did not disappear.
A bowl-sized dent appeared on the tree trunk, and cracks spread out.
Bu Jingyun felt exhausted and sat on the ground, sweating profusely.
However, he still stared at the traces he had left behind, his eyes shining.
" Good talent, but it's a pity..."
Bu Jingyun raised his head expressionlessly and saw Wu Ming walking over from the darkness.
"What's a pity?"
Bu Jingyun looked at Nameless calmly.
He didn't feel embarrassed at all when Nameless caught him secretly learning sword techniques.
"It's a pity that you were born in this era." Wu Ming looked at Bu Jingyun." If you were born ten years earlier, there would probably be another top expert in the world!”
"Your talent is extremely strong."
Wu Ming looked at the countless broken branches under Bu Jingyun's feet and sighed.
"I've only seen three people with your talent.”
Bu Jingyun listened quietly and frowned.""Three people? Which three?"
" One is me, one is my big brother Mu Yingxiong, and the last one…" Wu Ming frowned." The last one is that youth from that day…"
That young man from that day…
Bu Jingyun's pupils shrank.
The third chapter.
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