All the light seemed to be covered by this dazzling sword, and the room became dim in an instant. Except for a dazzling cold light, nothing else could appear in the field of vision.

This sword is extremely dazzling and extremely sharp. It seems that nothing in the world can stop it. Even the space was pierced by this sword, rippling out a dark and chaotic void.

But when the sword stabbed Wuming, something happened that scared everyone.

Wuming's face was plain, and he seemed not to put the stabbing sword in his heart. His steps were light and he took a step forward slightly. His clothes were blown up by the oncoming sword energy, making him look even more ethereal and impermanent.

He raised his arm slightly, stretched out his fingers, and gently stretched out his sword to the assassination. Then... his fingers opened and easily clamped the dazzling sword into his fingers.

"Bang"

The sword energy was scattered, and the energy burst out, causing ripples, instantly tearing the tables and chairs in the room into wood chips all over the sky. But such power was of no use to Wuming. His fingers were as strong as a mountain, firmly clamping the sword that was assassinated. The sword energy burst out from the sword did not leave a trace on Wuming's fingers.

"Good sword technique, but unfortunately it's too sharp and strong, and it's easy to break. If you lose a little flexibility, the sword will fall." Wuming's face was calm and he spoke softly.

"call"

He let out a sigh of relief, Dugu Sheng slowly retracted the sword that was stabbed, bowed to Wuming, and said respectfully, "This sword itself is mainly attacking, so naturally it must have a momentum of moving forward. If there is too much flexibility, it will not explode the power of this sword. However, when it comes to flexibility, my second sword technique is just linked to the first one. It is an inconsistent sword technique. Please give me guidance from senior Wuming."

"Oh." Hearing Dugu Sheng's words, Wuming raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a look of surprise, and said softly, "I didn't expect that there will be any subsequent changes in your sword technique. If this is true, this sword is so strong that it can be reasonable. However, if you think about the same thing just now, when you were pinched by me with your fingers when you set off the sword, how should you perform the second move?"

"Whether you can use it all needs to be verified by the seniors themselves. I offended you." Dugu Sheng smiled confidently. The long sword in his hand suddenly moved, and the first sword moves again, and the extremely dazzling cold light flashed out again.

The cold light shone, the sword energy was everywhere, and the wind was gushing. It was like just now, and in an understatement, Wuming easily grabbed the assassinated sword in his hand again.

Although Dugu Sheng had already made a correction this time, and he had a little bit of defense in his heart. Unfortunately, Wuming was too much higher than him. Dugu Sheng couldn't even see how Wuming took action. The long sword that was assassinated was still controlled by Wuming. The trembling sword body could not move at all in Wuming's fingers.

"Senior, offended me." Dugu Sheng shouted softly. His wrist turned, and a stream of Peng Bai's energy burst out from his body.

Hearing Dugu Sheng's words, Wuming's eyes could not help but narrowed slightly. He wanted to see how Dugu Sheng could pull the sword back from his hands.

Just after Dugu Sheng's voice sounded, Wuming suddenly felt that the long sword in his finger seemed to have turned into nothingness, extremely soft, and actually changed with the force of his own fingers, twisting the sword body, slipping like a fresh fish in his hand. In an instant, he escaped from the gaps in his fingers.

"This..." Wuming was surprised to see this situation. His body couldn't help but take a step forward slightly. His arm was waving and he clamped towards the escaping sword again.

However, this time the long sword in Dugu Sheng's hand changed the sharp momentum that had just moved forward. It became extremely smooth, and drew an arc in the air. Not only did it avoid the attack of his fingers, but it also fed back the strength of his fingers to himself, hitting his fingers so hard that it trembled. His body couldn't help but retreat slightly with the energy coming from the feedback.

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He stood there and Wuming squinted his eyes slightly at Dugu Sheng in front of him, and asked, "What is this sword called?"

"The second style of swordsmanship, the sword is divided into yin and yang." Dugu Sheng answered respectfully.

"A sword is divided into yin and yang, and a sword is divided into yin and yang. There is the power of yin in the sword, which can accommodate the enemy's attacks, and can also be converted into yang's power, and the stored attacks are fed back to the opponent. One hard and the other soft changes are unpredictable, and it is indeed a sword that changes impermanence." After hearing Dugu Sheng's words, Wuming's face showed a slightly excited expression and couldn't help but exclaim.

"I wonder if there is a third change in your sword technique?" Wuming paused slightly, and asked Dugu Sheng.

"Yes, not only has the third style, but also several styles. To be honest, I am sorry that I lack cultivation and cannot understand Jiandao, so I only came up with a general meaning, but have not been fully established." After hearing Wuming's inquiry, Dugu Sheng nodded, and then replied with shame.

"It is already amazing that you can create these two sword techniques. How can you say that you are ashamed? If you are ashamed, we old guys will be so embarrassed." Wuming smiled and shook his head and said.

"Come on, I have a disciple who happens to be the same age as you. I think you should have a common language and become good friends." After saying that, Wuming took Dugu Sheng's hand intimately and walked out the door, obviously wanting to introduce Dugu Sheng to his disciples.

Dugu Sheng still knew about Wuming's disciples, Jian Chen, who made everyone who likes Fengyun very unhappy. But in fact, Jian Chen was also an innocent victim. He ignored the mental experience of Jian Chen because Wuming only lets Jian Chen follow him. This led to Jian Chen's mentality not being tough enough, and he did some bad things because he could not bear temptation and pain.

However, Jian Chen is still a young man with a sense of justice. He can be said to be a copy of Wuming. His body is filled with a calm temperament that is very similar to Wuming.

But Dugu Sheng, who was sharp-eyed, could still see a hint of arrogance from Jian Chen. Obviously, as a disciple of martial arts mythology, Jian Chen still felt a little arrogant in his heart. However, Jian Chen's arrogance was hidden very deeply and would not be easily revealed, and it would not make people feel disgusted.

Now he is just a little arrogant and pure white young man Jian Chen, so he naturally cannot compare with Dugu Sheng, the old fried dough stick. Under Dugu Sheng's deliberate plea, Jian Chen quickly became friends with Dugu Sheng. Even Jian Chen looked at Dugu Sheng as if he saw his confidant, and he wished he could fall to the ground and become brothers.

Because Dugu Sheng knew his ideas very well, for example, Jian Chen wanted to go to the world to experience it, and to demonstrate the reputation of Wuming's disciples in the martial arts mythology. Unfortunately, Wuming was very opposed to this, which made Jian Chen very depressed. After Dugu Sheng learned about this, he agreed with Jian Chen's idea, which immediately made Jian Chen feel like he found a close friend. However, unlike what Jian Chen thought in his heart, Dugu Sheng agreed to Jian Chen going out for training, mainly because he hoped that Jian Chen could temper his mind and be more resilient, and not do some bad things because he could not bear the pain and temptation. (To be continued)

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