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"Since there is no problem, then the master will teach me quickly."

Long Qingluan said with great anticipation, her voice was extremely sweet.

At the beginning, she was indeed not optimistic about Ye Chengfeng being her master.

After all, Ye Chengfeng is still so young and not a few years older than her. Even if he is better than her, how powerful can he be?

However, as just a few days passed, she became more and more involved in and understood Ye Chengfeng, and gradually discovered that Ye Chengfeng was not as simple as she imagined.

For example, the magical sword-flying technique, and even the ability to fly by boat.

It was simply that Long Qingluan could only stand at the lowest position and look up at Ye Chengfeng.

So Long Qingluan was very curious about how powerful the martial arts taught by Ye Chengfeng would be.

"good."

Ye Chengfeng thought about it and quickly took out a long sword from the storage ring.

Then, he thought for a moment and danced his sword.

It looks elegant and calm, soft and hard, and contains quite mysterious changes.

"What kind of sword technique is this? It seems very unusual."

Long Qingluan's charming eyes blinked gently.

It looks so pretty and charming.

"Just call it, the sword technique of the Willow!"

Ye Chengfeng said with a casual smile.

In fact, he just thought it out temporarily.

But because he is strong and has rich combat experience, even the sword technique he thinks about temporarily will be extremely powerful.

After all, the vision of the strong is different from that of the weak.

"The sword technique of the willow? It sounds like it is very suitable for girls to practice."

Long Qingluan smiled happily.

"Of course, this is tailor-made for girls."

Ye Chengfeng nodded seriously.

In fact, he didn't say anything.

That is, his sword technique for brushing willows was actually temporarily customized for Long Qingluan.

After all, he had fought with Long Qingluan and had an accurate understanding of Long Qingluan's tricks and style of fighting against the enemy.

Therefore, the Fuliu sword technique may not be considered a particularly powerful sword technique for other ancient warriors.

But it is the one that fits the style of Long Qingluan.

Only in this way can Long Qingluan play the best combat state.

"That's great. I'm afraid that the master will take the tough route."

Long Qingluan chuckled.

"I practiced just now, did Qingluan see clearly?"

Ye Chengfeng Road.

"I didn't remember it for a moment."

Long Qingluan soon muttered with seductive red lips and said, "I am all about savoring the master's sword technique. Is it so powerful?"

"You hold the sword and practice it yourself. It will be easier to remember than watching others practice it."

Ye Chengfeng said, and handed the long sword to Long Qingluan.

Then, he walked behind Long Qingluan, grabbed Long Qingluan's white wrist with his right hand, and began to drive Long Qingluan to swing his sword.

"Master! Can you... show me the whole show? It will feel very embarrassing to take me to practice like this."

Long Qingluan was so close to Ye Chengfeng that the pretty face made her look red.

So, he immediately said shyly.

"I'm too lazy to act."

Ye Chengfeng replied simply and roughly: "Now you will take you to practice it, and the rest will depend on you. What's so shy about practicing qigong?"

As he said that, Ye Chengfeng didn't give her a chance to object, and directly grabbed her right hand and started practicing with a sword.

So naturally, Ye Chengfeng's breathing was filled with the charming fragrance of Long Qingluan.

Even Long Qingluan's tender and soft body would lean gently in Ye Chengfeng's arms from time to time.

It feels so soft.

"The master did it on purpose, right?"

Long Qingluan's face was red and red, and she moved with Ye Chengfeng's sword.

But the sweet voice like nature was filled with a coquettish voice.

"Did I think too much, or did Qingluan think too much?"

Ye Chengfeng said with a wicked smile.

"Of course it's the master!"

Long Qingluan pouted her red lips.

"Nonsense! I'm not serious about teaching you how to practice swords?"

Ye Chengfeng is invincible.

"You...you are taking advantage of the opportunity to practice swordsmanship."

"Okay, I did it on purpose, but Qingluan isn't willing?"

Ye Chengfeng quickly chuckled evilly.

"Hate! How can the master say that?"

When Long Qingluan heard this, he was extremely shy: "That's what I have to do in order to learn your swordsmanship."

"Okay, the drill has been completed."

Ye Chengfeng suddenly let go of Long Qingluan.

However, when he left behind Long Qingluan, he waved his hand and gently slapped Long Qingluan's round buttocks: "You practice it yourself! If you can't remember this time, let's see how I slap you in the butt!"

"Woo! The master bullies people!"

Long Qingluan was beaten and jumped up.

So, the eyes that looked at Ye Chengfeng were so angry that they didn't know how angry they were.

"I decided to teach you this way in the future."

Ye Chengfeng laughed.

He made Long Qingluan roll his eyes frequently.

However, it was just rolling your eyes.

Long Qingluan quickly held the long sword and began to become familiar with the sword technique taught by Ye Chengfeng just now.

"Yes, remember it, but some details are not in place."

Ye Chengfeng nodded and said, "Chongluan practices again, I will help you correct it."

"No physical contact is allowed!"

Long Qingluan has a pretty face and is red and authentic.

“Isn’t that inefficient?”

Ye Chengfeng gave her a blank look and started to sniff: "Stop talking nonsense, practice quickly!"

call out!

Whoosh!

Long Qingluan had to wave his sword obediently.

However, after the straight stab of the sword, Ye Chengfeng suddenly shouted: "Wait! Stop here!"

“Is there a problem here?”

Long Qingluan is puzzled.

"Yes."

Ye Chengfeng said, then walked behind Long Qingluan again and said very close to him: "Actually, the main style of this set of swordsmanship is soft and hard! When you stab the sword, you must use a kind of soft force to pierce the effect of strength."
To be continued...