Yang Feng looked at the girl and saw that the other party looked good, so he showed a gentle smile and explained: "there is no need to read the formula. Just now I said that gas is one. In fact, the so-called Qi is the yuan force in the warrior''s body. When the yuan force reaches a certain purity and concentration, that is, the cultivation of Tianyuan territory, you can control the sword with Qi. Good, like this."

    With that, Yang Feng turned his hand, and a long green sword flashed out of his space storage ring. The sharp sword body sent out bursts of cold.

    Long Bufan''s eyes lit up and he thought to himself, "this storage ring is very forced, and it''s convenient to take things when traveling. I knew I would bet with him that day. It''s a mistake ~"

    But I don''t know how many times the value of the Bai Yu sword he won from Yang Feng is higher than that of the storage ring.

    This is also one of the reasons why Yang Feng hates dragons. Bai Yu sword can recover the consumption of yuan power in battle. It can be said that it is a kind of treasure in the earth level, which belongs to the human level of ordinary weapons. Its value is immeasurable, and Yang Feng can only reluctantly fill the scene with an iron sword on the human level.

    Just as long Bufan was thinking about how to make a storage ring, Yang Feng nodded on the ground, jumped up as light as a swallow and stood above the sword.

    Whoosh——

    Suddenly, Yang Feng thought to control the sword like a blue lightning. He flew to the front crowd like a rainbow, and stood above the dragon''s extraordinary head. If he looked at it from a distance, it would be like stepping on the dragon''s extraordinary head.

    "How awesome!"

    The disciples present were in an uproar and their eyes were full of admiration.

    The girl sitting next to long Bufan stood up and applauded excitedly.

    Everyone was in high spirits to see the sword flying at such a close distance, but long Bufan had a trace of discomfort on his face. The boy clearly provoked and humiliated himself, but his cultivation was not as strong as others. Yang Feng was too arrogant to win him last time.

    "The mountain doesn''t turn, the water turns, we''ll see." long Bufan touched his nose. Since his fist is not as big as others, he can only bear it first.

    "I just want you to know that you are like mole ants under my feet in my eyes." Yang Feng showed a mocking look in his eyes. With a flash of sword light, he returned to his position in the blink of an eye.

    "Well, let''s show you the basic skills of fencing."

    In addition to long Bufan, Yang Feng''s teaching and explanation was really in place, demonstrating the attack and defense skills of pointing sword, wearing sword, cutting sword after cutting sword and lifting sword respectively.

    "You, come up and demonstrate!"

    The sword pointed forward, and Yang Feng suddenly shouted.

    Everyone''s eyes looked in the direction they pointed, and their eyes were all focused on the dragon.

    Long Bufan sneered in his heart and didn''t drag. He grew up, walked to the teaching platform, and then took out his white jade sword.

    As soon as Yang Feng saw Bai Yu''s sword in someone else''s hand, his face sank and shouted, "lift the sword!"

    The dragon is extraordinary and looks calm. He stands up with the long sword in his hand and pulls it out from the bottom to the top!

    "Point the sword!"

    Long Bufan''s sword is still lifting up. After listening to this, he just raises his wrist, straightens his arm, and points the sword tip forward and down. His posture is elegant and casual like a dragonfly.

    "Back cutting sword!"

    Long Bufan knew it wasn''t over, and he didn''t panic. His feet were like packing. He forced his waist and swept back with his arms. The sword wind lifted the hair of several students sitting in the front slightly.

    "Wear a sword!"

    With Yang Feng''s low drink, long Bufan''s body had been distorted at this time. He took a light breath and kept the sword style at his feet. His forearm straightened the sword tip with the strength of his body. The bursts of cold emitted by Bai Yu Sword Pierced forward like lightning!