The moonlight is like water, sprinkling through the gaps between the leaves.

The bright and cold moonlight fell on Su Bai's face, making his evil and handsome face even more evil.

With his back against the tree stalk, Su Bai held the yellowed book in both hands, reading with relish.

The extremely sharp sword weapon fell on the tree pole, and half of the sword body penetrated into it.

In the distance, a pair of beautiful eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring straight at Su Bai, the coldness was bone-chilling.

Seeing the gaze that Liu Feiyu cast, Su Bai raised his eyes and said lightly: "If you look at me with a charming gaze, maybe I will let you go!"

"As for this fierce look, tsk tsk!" Su Bai shook his head and immersed in the book again.

Liu Feiyu's soft and slender body was tied to the tree pole with many flowers, and she could not move. Only two eyes were turned, and the evil spirit condensed at the Daimei.

The tight vines set off the willow feathers more full, especially the proud double peaks, and the pink double dots appear faintly under the white dress.

However, this style did not attract Su Bai's attention. Su Bai's eyes were motionless and his eyes were never moved towards Liu Feiyu.

"The second-grade sword skill Yueshuiying Sword is not something you can practice!" Seeing Su Fei's thoughtful expression, Liu Feiyu mocked.

The second-grade sword skills, the fourth level of martial arts, the Taoist, the condensation of Qi, the Tiangang, and the innate. The martial arts are divided into ten grades, and the second is not in the stream, and the ninth grade is the best.

The second-grade sword skills mentioned by Liu Feiyu are exactly the martial arts recorded in the book of Su Bai. Obviously, Liu Feiyu has also read this book.

Upon hearing this, Su Bai didn't even raise his eyelids and was too lazy to pay attention to Liu Feiyu.

The book only has dozens of pages, and it records simple sword styles. Even so, Su Fei also sees the extraordinaryness of these sword styles.

"It is worthy of being a second-grade sword skill, it is much more mysterious than my mountain-breaking sword style." Su Bai murmured to himself.

This sentence fell into Liu Feiyu's ears, and Liu Feiyu felt sarcastic again, "Even when Senior Brother Liu Dong got this book, he couldn't understand this martial arts. You just browse it once and want to see the mystery?"

The beautiful eyes were filled with cold light, and Liu Feiyu attacked without leaving any effort: "Pretending to behave!"

In response to this, Su Bai just smiled faintly. The moment he closed the book, a cold voice sounded in Su Bai's mind: "Congratulations to the host for practicing the second-grade sword technique Yueshuiying Sword, with a proficiency of 0!"

"I am a talented young man, and I can't compare to Liu Dong and others!" Su Bai waved the book in his hand and chuckled.

"Just you?" Liu Feiyu sneered repeatedly, and the contempt in her beautiful eyes did not hide her contempt.

Su Fei held the hilt of the sword with one hand, threw the book in his hand into the sky, drew his sword, and brought up several sword shadows, hissing!

The sword fell, and paper fell all over the sky. Looking at this scene, Liu Feiyu was shocked and exclaimed: "You scum, you actually ruined the booklet!"

Waving the sword, bringing out a sharp sword wind, and rolling out with pieces of paper.

Walking forward, looking at Liu Feiyu with shocked face, Su Bai bent down, his lips almost pressed against Liu Feiyu's white earlobe, and murmured softly: "The thing is mine, do you need the consent of your sissy to do it?"

A faint heat came to her ears, and Liu Feiyu's delicate body felt numb and her eyes became even more chill. The numb feeling made her feel inexplicably humiliated.

"Take off your slutty mouth. If you touch me at all, then in the future, Senior Brother Liu Dong will definitely dismember you five horses!" Liu Feiyu's voice trembled a little, his delicate body became softer and weaker, and he felt weak.

Su Bai laughed softly, and pointed his sword across this beautiful pretty face, and said lightly: "Are the disciples of Langya Sect like this, and they can't tell the situation. Even if I've dealt with you here, how could Liu Dong know?"

"Besides, a pair of torn shoes also lost the capital that made men fight for it, right?" As soon as she stood up, Su Bai felt a little bored.

Upon hearing this, Liu Feiyu was stunned at first, and then immediately recovered from calmness. She knew that although Su Bai's words were a little ugly, the fact was so cruel.

Liu Feiyu stared at the pieces of paper falling around him coldly, and a look of sadness and anger flashed in her beautiful eyes. The martial arts she and others snatched to death were destroyed by the scum in front of her.

Ignoring Liu Feiyu's regretful eyes, Su Fei raised his head and looked at the silver moon in the sky. The night was silent, and everything was silent all around him, but the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves.

"Hope is as I imagined!" Su Fei murmured to himself, his body jumped, as if he had lost his weight, and gently fell on the dead leaves. The dark sword light filled out, bringing out sharp sounds of breaking the wind.

Liu Feiyu stared at the figure of the sword rising under the moon, and a trace of contempt flashed across her pretty face. The second-grade sword skills were only accessible to those inner disciples in the Langya Sect. Those talented inner disciples also took several days to practice, let alone the use of Su Shuang. It was a fool to just browse and change it.

"If you learn the second-grade sword skills only once you watch it, then the talent of the inner brothers in the sect will be as good as a dog!" Liu Feiyu sneered repeatedly, and a beautiful curve was bent at the corner of her mouth.

The Yueshuiying Sword is a second-grade sword skill. Compared with the sword style that goes forward in the Boshan Sword, the Yueshuiying Sword is more of a change, and sword shadows appear one by one, like the moonlight like water, outlined, condensed, and gradually formed a crescent moon.

Su Fei closed his eyes, and the sword stance he had seen before seemed to be imprinted in his mind, unable to sweep or erase it.

The dead leaves fell down, Su Bai stabbed out with a sword, and the sword body shook lightly, bringing up a slight sword shadow. The sword was like flowing water under the moon, and it gently shot down on the dead leaves in front, and the entire dead leaves immediately turned into fragments.

There are twelve styles in the Yueshui Shadow Sword. Only when the twelve styles gather together is the real Yueshui Shadow Sword. Therefore, the sword style must be coherent.

Each sword pose is linked together, and Su Bai remembers this sword pose. However, when Su Bai first used it, it was still extremely difficult. The sword pose is intermittent and obscure, and it cannot exert the power of this sword skill at all.

When the twelfth phase fell, the system's voice rang in Su Bai's mind: "Congratulations to the host for mastering the second-grade sword skills, proficiency +1!"

The sword light dissipated, and Su Bai smiled. As expected, as long as I can change this sword stance, I will learn this sword technique. As long as I am proficient in the sword stance, the sword stance will naturally improve and everything will come naturally.

Su Bai spent a lot of energy on his body and used his sword skills.

"If you master the second-grade sword skills to the level of a master, then killing people more than you can easily!" Su Bai's eyes shone brightly, and he closed his eyes and recalled the entire set of Yueshui Shadow Swords, and he had some gains.

Opening his eyes, Su Fei held the hilt of the sword tightly and whispered: "Continue!"

A sword stabbed out, and a sharp sword wind emerged, rolling up fallen leaves all over the ground, and the fallen leaves flew. Su Bai's figure with a sword flickered and appeared in it.

Compared to before, Su Bai was less stiff and more spiritual.
Chapter completed!