Luo Feiyu was pondering.

Song Que looked at the Heavenly Knife in his hand and said, "If there is a law, you cannot get it, but if you get it, you forget the law. If there is a law that is too constrained by one move and one move, it falls into the lower level. If it is impossible or unintentional, it will be lost. Therefore, the most important thing when using a knife is to use a knife is between intentional or unintentional. If you understand this artistic conception, you understand it, and if you don't understand it, you don't understand it. Just like this knife."

The sky knife deshewned out and slashed over casually.

Luo Feiyu was concentrating on his mind, but he didn't expect Song Que to hit him as soon as he said that he would hit him without any warning.

This sword has no beginning and no end, just like an antelope hanging on its horns, with no trace to be found. Before the sword arrives, the sword force has covered all the retreat paths of Luo Feiyu. There is no way to avoid it, no way to make it, and no chance or path to attack.

Suddenly, Luo Feiyu's meridians became boiling, and he stepped on his steps, drew his sword, and completed it in one go.

He reacted first in all movements, and then realized that this was the most effective.

clang!

Two swords fighting.

But there was no energy to collide, just like two beginners who were just knives, and they just touched the knife with one move.

But what Luo Feiyu felt was completely different.

The sky knife in Song Que's hand seemed to generate a strong suction force. He firmly absorbed the embroidered spring knife under the blade. However, from the sky knife, it was like a mountain pressing down. Every moment, the pressure was increasing and unabated.

If this continues, it won’t take long for Luo Feiyu to be overwhelmed by this pressure.

The true energy in the whole body surged wildly, bringing power to resist this huge pressure. Song Que was very relaxed and comfortable, as if he was like a god with a scabbard in his left hand and a sky knife in his right hand. He looked at Luo Feiyu trying his best to resist and said, "Do you know why he failed to get rid of my sword?"

Luo Feiyu took a deep breath and replied, "The master of the valve will not have any warning. I can only do my best to do my best."

Song Que smiled slightly and said, "It's because he can't get rid of it, and he's become a fish under the throne."

That being said, the pressure under Song Quetian's sword has been increasing, but he has not really used a killer move.

He is preaching in actual combat.

Luo Feiyu understood in an instant, and after pondering for a moment, the true energy was divided into two streams, one retracted and the other rushed forward.

With this kind of pull and rush, the strong pressure from the Sky Sword instantly relaxed a little, just like a slight gap appeared in the black clouds.

It was this gap that gave Luo Feiyu a chance to escape. He was like a swimming fish, following this faint water flow, shook his head and tail, took a step back, and slid out.

"Huh?" Song Que was very surprised.

The sword spirit and momentum on the sky sword followed Luo Feiyu. Luo Feiyu stepped on the mysterious steps, dragged the Xiuchun sword along his body, shook his wrist and slashed it.

Song Que did not pursue, but Luo Feiyu's sword stopped the momentum of the sword. Until this moment, Luo Feiyu completely got rid of the pressure of Song Que's sword.

He let out a long sigh, Xiuchundao pointed to the ground, and said, "I understand a little bit what is the state of intentional or unintentionality. Only in this way can I use the knife to send and receive it from the heart."

"Oh?" Song Que raised his eyebrows and asked, "I'll take a look with the knife!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Feiyu's body shook like a tornado. The embroidered Chunjian swayed and slashed towards Song Que with one knife in his waist.

Song Que laughed loudly, and Tiandao flirted with his backhand.

Bang!

The two swords fought, and the energy was stopped as soon as it touched. Luo Feiyu's body moved away, and he was never sucked by the Song Quetian knife like he did just now.

At this moment, Luo Feiyu realized the agility of the swimming fish and birds. In front of Song Que, he was always suppressed and his body was stagnant. Until this moment, he realized the feeling of sending and receiving from the heart, and felt the freedom of agility again.

He surrounded Song Que, and the embroidered spring sword was like the spring breeze and drizzle, sometimes like the strong wind and rain, pouring over it everywhere.

But no matter how fast he attacked, Song Que always stood like a mountain there, towering. No matter how strong the wind and rain were, no matter how fast the wind was, it could not shake any of it.

He was so angry that he had aroused his killing, and he completely forgot where this place, when this was, and who was facing him. The Xiuchun Knife would do whatever he wanted, and all kinds of tricks came out, and the killing was very painful.

Song Que seemed to be waving the sky knife casually, blocking Luo Feiyu's attack one by one, laughing and laughing: "Okay! It's so satisfying! It's been a long time since I've been so happy!"

Occasionally he would slash, and Luo Feiyu immediately broke up like a butterfly, touching the embroidered spring sword and the sky sword, then took a few steps back, turned back, and then slashed again.

The two of them were as tireless as they fought each other, and the sound of the two slams was endless.

Suddenly, the two figures suddenly separated. Luo Feiyu retreated to the door, put away the embroidered sword, and said respectfully to Song Que: "Thank you for your advice! If you succeed in the future, you will be rewarded by the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the

This is the truth. I don’t know how many people dream of being able to get Song Que’s guidance. Song Que is the three recognized masters of martial arts in the world. His comments and guidance are all at the point, which makes Luo Feiyu suddenly understand and benefit a lot.

Song Que returned the knife and put it into the sheath, and smiled slightly and said, "We don't need so much nonsense. What will you gain from the heroes of the north this time?"

This is about to talk about the serious matter.

Luo Feiyu walked to the wooden chair with Song Que's lower head and sat down, saying, "This trip north has been quite a while, and he has gained a lot. The biggest gain is to get Pengcheng without bloodshed. Now all the heroes in the north know that the Jiangdu army has inserted one foot into the disputes in the Central Plains."

"Well, I've seen your rise so fast," Song Que said, "But it's not easy for you to intervene in the northern dispute. There are Li Mi and Zhai Rang blocking the way, Wang Shichong in the east, Yuwen clan in Chang'an, Li clan in the north, and Dou Jiande in Hebei, what are you going to do?"

Luo Feiyu laughed and said, "Waiting for the rabbit, waiting for the opportunity!"

Song Que frowned.

Luo Feiyu explained: "Even if I have stretched my foot to the Central Plains and the heroes in the north are from the bottom of my heart, I still don't think I have much to do. In the four battles of Jiangdu, there are Jianghuai Army and Shen Faxing eyeing them, and Baling Gang Xiao Xian. They judged that the Jiangdu Army was unable to move northwards. What I want is to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight. Once the time comes, I can achieve great things."

"Sit down the mountain to watch the tiger fight..." Song Que pondered, "Are you not worried that someone will take the lead and attack Luoyang?"

Luo Feiyu shook his head and said, "Luoyang is now in the hands of Wang Shichong. When the forces are approaching, only Zhai Rang, Li Mi and the Li family in Taiyuan are restrained and unable to move. No one can attack Luoyang in a short time. Besides, even if someone can attack Luoyang, it will be difficult to defend it, just like Wang Shichong."

Song Que looked up at the ceiling of the study, pondered for a long time, and just sighed: "What's going on when Li Mi and Zhai Rang broke up in love with each other?"

Luo Feiyu was shocked.

Judging from this, Song Que may have lost confidence in Li Mi.

He smiled and said, "When I was in Xingyang, I said repeatedly that Li Mi's command was full of arrogant soldiers and generals. Before the dust was settled, he proudly over everyone. He did not take the big leader Zhai Rang seriously and was openly squeezing and suppressing them. What was even more shocking was that they made up their minds that they were not going to let me leave Xingyang and attack the Jiangdu Army."

Luo Feiyu started to tell the story from entering Xingyang.
Chapter completed!