Amidst the mess, Mu Yingming had returned behind Lin Ye, and his eyes were filled with a kind of light at this moment. ¡ð A kind of sword light, filled with fearless and determined light. When Lin Ye looked at Mu Yingming's eyes and saw the light in them, Lin Ye knew that Mu Yingming at this moment had truly completed his life. Transformed. "Impossible, the most perfect sword, this saint's sword must be the most perfect sword." Dugu Jian suddenly shouted, while the Wushuang sword in his hand burst out with endless light. Dugu Jian, who was born for the sword and devoted everything to the sword, would never believe that the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, which in his opinion was approaching perfection, could be broken by Lin Ye. As if aware of what Dugu Jian was thinking, Lin Ye couldn't help but snorted, shook his head and seemed to be talking to himself, as if telling Dugu Jian to listen: "In terms of dedication to the sword, how can I be less than others? " "Your name, tell me your name!" After hearing Lin Ye's words, Dugu Jian's mood eased, a light burst out from his eyes, and he shouted towards Lin Ye. "Lin Ye." Looking at Dugu Jian, Lin Ye said slowly. "Lin Ye, okay, okay, okay, I remember this name. Today you have won. But as you said, there is no perfect swordsmanship in this world. All swordsmanship seems to be perfect, but in fact it has its flaws. If there is a flaw, then I will create the most perfect sword technique, sword nineteen, sword twenty." Dugu Jian said loudly, seemingly speaking to Lin Ye, but in fact Lin Ye knew that this was Dugu. What the sword said to himself. Dugu Jian, who has never been defeated in the world, what he says to himself at this moment is not so much a challenge, but rather something he says to prevent his mind from drifting away. "If you only have this ability, then Lin Ye will be disappointed in you." Lin Ye shook his head gently. He looked at Dugu Jian and said. Hearing Lin Ye¡¯s words, Dugu Jian suddenly paused and his expression changed. But he didn¡¯t say a word, just stared at Lin Ye, and then Dugujian left the Daqing Peak in an instant. "Master, teach me swordsmanship." I don't know how long it took. Mu Yingming's voice woke up Lin Ye. Looking at Mu Yingming who was holding an iron sword with an expressionless face, he paused for a moment, and Lin Ye nodded lightly: "Okay!" Time passed, four years. There was peace on Daqing Peak, and two small wooden houses stood on top of Daqing Peak. In front of one of the cabins, there was an eleven-year-old boy holding an iron sword in his hand. This person is Mu Yingming, who has been here for four years. It is not very long, but it is a qualitative leap for Mu Yingming. A gust of wind blew from afar. The moment the breeze blew, the sword in Mu Yingming's hand suddenly started to dance. Every sword was accompanied by wind. When Mu Yingming's sword was swung out for the fifth time, the sound of the sword had completely merged with the sound of the wind, and Mu Yingming had also completely merged with the sword in his hand. . The man and the sword become one. Mu Yingming, who is only eleven years old, has already achieved this. Slowly push the wooden house open. Lin Ye walked out of the house and looked at Mu Yingming, who kept waving his sword, with a surprised look in his eyes. As early as a few days ago. Mu Yingming had already come into contact with this level, but Lin Ye did not expect that he would break through again in such a short period of time. "Legend of Heavenly Sword", after teaching Mu Yingming, Lin Ye finally believed that there really is such a thing as "Legend of Heavenly Sword" in this world. Just because no matter what Lin Ye taught Mu Yingming, he could understand it in a short time. He even realized that his own part was not just about learning from others. When he was practicing, he was even making up for the shortcomings. In just four years, Mu Yingming¡¯s internal energy was still not as good as that of Dugu Jian and Lin Ye. A person of Wushang's level. But his sword-wielding skills have reached a peak even in Lin Ye's opinion. He, Mu Yingming, truly lives for the sword. But for a real swordsman, Mu Yingming¡¯s sword still lacks a sense of intention, a sword intention that belongs to him. This sword intention cannot be understood through simple enlightenment. Only by experiencing it can you gain insights. The current Mu Yingming can only be regarded as a master of swordsmanship, but he is not yet a master swordsman. "Perhaps he can be on par or even better than other ordinary swordsmen, but if he doesn't understand the meaning of the sword, he is not a swordsman after all. "Master." The sword stopped and when he saw Lin Ye beside him, Mu Yingming ran over. "The power of the sword enters the heaven and the earth, and the body and the sword merge together"My dear, your swordsmanship has improved again. "Looking at Mu Yingming, with a rare smile on his face, Lin Ye nodded slightly. "But I always feel that something is missing in my sword. " Mu Yingming did not show any joy after hearing Lin Ye's praise. Instead, he looked at the sword in his hand thoughtfully. "You have to ask yourself about this. You can only find the missing things by yourself. That's it. When you find it, you can be regarded as a swordsman. "Nodding slightly, Lin Ye looked at Mu Yingming and said. "Master, I want to go back to Mulong Town. "Mu Yingming suddenly said to Lin Ye. "Then go. Now your ability is not weak, and you have the ability to protect yourself. Besides, you can't make much progress behind closed doors. As for the progress, it is also good to go out and experience it. "Didn't ask Mu Yingming why he wanted to go to Mulong Town, Lin Ye nodded slightly and said to Mu Yingming. Mu Yingming glanced at Lin Ye in surprise, obviously not expecting Lin Ye to say this. " Lin Ye just listened. Ye continued: "After your trip to Mulong Town is over, go to the southeast of Mulong Town. There is a mountain peak there called Sword Peak. I will wait for you on that Sword Peak. "Lin Ye looked at Mu Yingming and said slowly. "This is one thing that has always been on Lin Ye's mind, that is whether Mu Yingming is the owner of the two heroic swords. "Yes, Master." "Mu Yingming thought silently in his mind, wrote down the word "Jianfeng", and then nodded slightly. The next day, standing on Daqing Peak, watching Mu Yingming leave, Lin Ye suddenly thought of a person, The baby he saw eleven years ago was a baby that blossomed with the sword energy of an emperor just after he was born. "Mu Long, you didn't send that baby to me to be your disciple. Instead, you wanted to make Mu Yingming. As your son's scapegoat, let him fight Dugujian in eight years. But do you know that precisely because of your actions, he will become a unique Heavenly Sword under my teaching. "Looking straight into the distance like a sword, Lin Ye secretly thought in his heart. "Suddenly, Lin Ye wanted to know what happened to the child who once made him feel the emperor's sword energy in the past eleven years, and whether he is now Stronger than Mu Yingming? Looking in the direction of Mulong Town, the look in Lin Ye's eyes changed slightly, and then he turned around and entered the wooden house. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster updates!