He Yan, who was being teased by Chen Zhe, lowered her head and lowered her eyebrows, pressing her slender hand on the hilt of Luoying's sword, as if she didn't hear what he said.
The murderous aura suddenly became powerful, like wind and waves crashing on the shore, making it difficult for Chen Zhe to cope with it.
These girls still have a temper.
She didn't draw her sword, but the sword energy was so terrifying.
Chen Zhe was not stupid enough to grit his teeth and resist He Yan's soaring sword energy. Instead, he gently took three steps to the side: "Look, you got angry as soon as you said it. You still don't have a thick skin. Guan Xin Lou is good at mental cultivation." ,Xiao Yanyan, your state of mind should be more stable,"
Qian Hao knew He Yan well, so he only dared to call her "Yan Yan" when he saw her in a good mood.
What's more, it's "Xiao Yanyan".
The sword energy suddenly changed from intense to dull, like the calm before the storm.
Chen Zhe's Nascent Soul is in mid-air, and he relies on He Yan's true energy to float, so he dares to flirt with a scary woman who has a bad impression of him.
This courage is big enough.
He Yan put her hand on the hilt of the sword and suddenly smiled, like a crescent moon peeking out from behind the clouds with a shy face, it was a smile that captivated the city.
What a charming smile~
Just one glance at her smile made him feel intoxicated, but Chen Zhe found it terrifying.
It seemed like a flash in the pan. Chen Zhe hadn't seen enough of He Yan's smile. Before the smile could be fully revealed, he was strangled in the cradle. He Yan's expression changed: "You don't know the art of flying, let me teach you."
"You have such good intentions, do you really have a crush on me?" Chen Zhe looked at her suspiciously.
Although he and He Yan had never met each other, even though this woman had a cold nature, even if she really fell in love with a man, she would not hesitate to draw a sword against him for the sake of profit.
Why do you say she is scary?
To achieve your goals, you can sacrifice anything, even yourself, let alone your relatives and friends.
He Yan smiled slightly, but this smile was much faker than before: "There are several kinds of flying techniques. One is for practitioners of weapon cultivation, who rely on the power of magic weapons to fly through the air. Of course, relying on external force is the lowest. The art of flying is the art of flying with a sword, just like flying on an airplane. The other is the art of five-element Taoism, which allows the true energy to flow freely and float only by the force of the wind. This is the art of medium flight, just like a bird. The most brilliant flying technique is that Tao follows nature, heaven and man are one, and Tao is contained in the heart. Unfortunately, if you have reached this state of cultivation, it is unique. Zhang Shaochong, the leader of Methodism, can definitely do it. Wang Ningfeng of Tianxin Pavilion should be able to do it. Lie Yang Zong Elder Yang Chenhua can probably do it... There are many other less famous seniors who can do it, but no one knows about it."
"You all have the flying technique of the five elements of Taoism, right?" Chen Zhe asked.
He Yan nodded and took a step forward slightly: "I will only give you three chances, one breath at a time to comprehend. If you cannot learn within this time, it proves that your understanding is not enough, then I will If you don't help you and let your Nascent Soul fall to the ground and break into pieces, you should know that this way of death will never be reincarnated, and no one in the world can save you."
What.
Just give me three breaths to comprehend.
That's just a long fart skill. How could I possibly learn it?
Chen Zhe changed his expression and said, "Are you kidding? You are really willing to let me...your future husband die. If I die, you will never find such a happy husband again,"
"You just bet that I won't let you die, you might as well bet again," He Yanqiao said with a sweet smile, but there was no smile in her eyes: "Don't gather the true energy in the Dantian, spread it to the limbs and bones, watch. If you want your body to be as light as the wind, you can take advantage of the wind in the air. Feel it first."
Now Chen Zhe was a little scared.
This woman had a very strong self-esteem, and she was probably angry when Chen Zhe provoked her again and again.
He Yan has a calm and calm personality. There are not many people in the world who can make her angry. Chen Zhe can be proud of her.
He Yan's clenched left hand stretched slightly as she spoke. Chen Zhe screamed in surprise, and the wind roared beside his ears. He Yan actually threw him down.
This woman is serious...
He Yan just spoke very fast, and before Chen Zhe could even think about it, he had already started to fall freely.
"Are you taking pleasure in your husband, you prodigal bitch? When I get home, I will slap you in the face with my XX," Chen Zhe said, refusing to admit defeat.
He Yan did what she said, and after about one breath, she lifted Chen Zhe up and said, "How are you feeling? There are only two breaths left."
Chen Zhe looked helpless...
The look of defeat on his face made even He Yan, who was in a state of despair, feel a little happy and took revenge on him for being a hooligan.
"Your true energy flow has already reached a considerable scale. It's just a matter of practice. Unfortunately, I don't have much time. Let's start again," He Yan said, removing the true energy.
Chen Zhe hurriedly struck down with a palm forcefully. The wind from his palm hit the air. Not only did his body not fall, but it rose by more than one meter.
"This method works, but it's too stupid and tiring. How many palms can you hit with all your strength, ten palms, fifty palms," He Yan's eyes moved and she looked at Chen Zhe lightly.
Oh shit.
You have a high level of cultivation, don't wait for me to be better than you, otherwise I will really take off your pants and spank you.
Seeing that his body was about to fall, Chen Zhe struck out with a palm downward with all his strength. The wind of the palm hit him far away, indicating that his true energy had indeed improved.
The so-called perception is not even there.
If according to what He Yan said, if he was given three breaths, then Chen Zhe would really want his Yuanying to fall into the mud, and his body would become a vegetative state if it loses its spirit.
Judging from the look in He Yan's eyes, she was probably not joking.
Chen Zhe struck one palm after another, but unfortunately when he hit the third palm, his strength failed and the movement of his true energy was stagnant. This palm was far inferior to the previous ones.
Exhaling the turbid air in his chest, Chen Zhe quickly felt the artistic conception of what He Yan said.
It's a pity that even a talented disciple of this flying technique will take half a day to master it initially. As for the three breaths He Yan mentioned... I'm afraid Daojun Tianyan didn't have this ability back then.
"How long did it take you to learn it back then?" Chen Zhe, who was busy with his busy schedule, asked.
He Yan silently stretched out a finger.
Chen Zhe asked in horror: "One breath,"
He Yan shook her head: "One hour,"
Damn...
You learned it by yourself in an hour, but forced me to learn it in a shitty time. Isn't this murder?
Seeing Chen Zhe's hateful look, He Yan's expression remained unchanged, but a hint of smile appeared in her calm eyes.
Chen Zhe and He Yan have no grudges, and with He Yan's state of mind, they won't be so embarrassed. However, every time they meet, Chen Zhe will make her state of mind confused, and even make the results of ten days and a half months of practice pay off. The water is flowing, it is really hard to swallow this breath.
Seeing Chen Zhe so angry is better than making great progress in spiritual practice.
As He Yan had guessed, Chen Zhe struck out ten palms with all his strength, paused in the air for a while, and then began to fall again.
He Yan supported Chen Zhe: "There is one last chance. You can think about what I said carefully."
I have some thoughts.
He Yan didn't give Chen Zhe a chance, she let go and let Chen Zhe fall...
Very exciting.
It is rare to have this opportunity to overlook the land from a high altitude, the neat farmland below, the focused villages on the land in the distance, and the green mountains and green waters in the distance.
Such a nice view.
He Yan looked down at Chen Zhe's figure getting smaller and smaller, and looked at her Luoying Sword, not knowing what she was thinking.
Chen Zhe's figure became smaller and smaller, and he was about to fall to the ground and fall to death, but at the last moment, he suddenly passed by, drew a big arc, and then suddenly pulled up.
A glimmer of light flashed in He Yan's eyes: "As expected,"
Chen Zhe was so fast that he seemed to be still on the ground, but in the blink of an eye, he had already penetrated the clouds and reached a high place. There was a flash of sharpness in the distance, and an extremely sharp aura rushed towards He Yan with majestic true energy. .
He Yan's face remained unchanged, holding the sword across her chest: "It is indeed the sword technique of all living beings,"
Chen Zhe's momentum was so strong that He Yan's delicate body was drowned by the sword light in an instant. Chen Zhe gritted his teeth and swung the sword, but he didn't feel the slightest counterattack force.
If the two of them fight against each other, if she can match her strength, there will definitely be a huge backlash.
Why does it seem to be empty?
Chen Zhe knew that if He Yan's cultivation was strong enough for him, he might encounter some kind of counterattack with his next move, so he stabbed him with his sword and immediately flew away, sensing his body from a distance and chasing the plane.
He Yan said coldly: "Do you want to run away?"
Although Chen Zhe was fast, he could not outrun He Yan. Just when he was about to catch up with the plane, He Yan's voice sounded from behind: "Do you know why my sword is called Luoying?"
Who the hell cares about the origin of the name of your crazy woman's sword.
Chen Zhe didn't look back and ran for his life.
Suddenly a chill invaded my body, and snowflakes fell from the sky. The snowflakes were light red, and the sun fell in colorful colors, which was beautiful.
Is this where the name of He Yan's Luoying Sword comes from?
Snowflakes floated three feet in front of Chen Zhe, and suddenly the atmosphere became serious and murderous.
Chen Zhe hurriedly slashed with his sword.
Those red snowflakes were very light and flew away far away when stimulated by the sword energy. But as soon as Chen Zhe took a breath, they stuck to him again like maggots attached to the bones.
He Yan looked at Chen Zhe in a leisurely manner, looking at Chen Zhe's fussing around, and said softly: "How about the murderous aura among the fallen heroes?"
Suddenly, taking advantage of Chen Zhe's negligence, a snowflake suddenly slipped in from the sword net and scratched the root of Chen Zhe's thigh.
The distance from the vital parts is only one inch.
This bitch is threatening me...
Chen Zhe shouted loudly, broke out of Luoying's colorful sword energy, and then thrust towards He Yan with a sword.
He Yan raised her sword lightly and touched Chen Zhe's true energy. The two parties' true energy collided. Of course, He Yan's was far stronger.
The fluctuating true energy spreads far away.
Chen Zhe had already used the force of this collision to accelerate suddenly, returned to his physical body on the plane, and immediately opened his eyes.
As soon as I regained consciousness, I heard screams one after another around me...
Liu Yi next to him was shaking Chen Zhe: "Quick, fasten your seat belts. It was just reported that we encountered unstable airflow,"
The unstable airflow was obviously caused by the competition between He Yan and Chen Zhe.
He Yan next to her also opened her eyes and glanced sideways at him, her eyes like autumn water.