Ha! This is impossible! There is an unsalvageable grudge between Chu Tianfan and my master, and he's also an archenemy of Chu Sect. How can the Tang family have any kind of connection with a demon like him? He must have copied it after he saw how I performed it. Still, no matter how gifted you are, you can never replicate the essence of the Tang family's Cloud and Mist Sword Technique after just one glance.

Tang Yun mused as she shook her head.

She was not going to believe that Ye Fan had anything to do with her family for she believed that Ye Fan was only capable of mimicking her move.

With those thoughts in mind, the surprise she felt disappeared.

Since this is something he just copied, there's no way it's going to be anything powerful. My next strike will surely counter it.

However, was that really going to happen?

Right as Tang Yun was mulling over the matter, Ye Fan unleashed his second and third strikes.

“How much do you hate this merciless world? Don’t spend the night crying solitarily. The second strike of Cloud and Mist Sword Technique: Ice Heart!”

A while after, he cried out, “The third strike: Green Dragon!”

Then, it was, “The fourth strike: Memoria!”

Whoosh!

The rays reflecting off the sword enveloped the entire space as the sounds of the swinging sword echoed in the air.

Those who heard it would momentarily think that they were listening to a couple sharing their sorrows.

Tang Yun was initially calm when she saw Ye Fan performing Ice Heart.

However, by the time he performed the third and the fourth strike, the look on her face was starting to change.

Once Ye Fan performed the fifth strike, Unicus, Tang Yun lost her cool.

“He... Did he learn the fifth move just by seeing how I perform it once? Is he even human?”

Tang Yun could barely tamp down the shock she experienced.

She knew how difficult it was to fathom Cloud and Mist Sword Technique.

She had intended to teach the technique to her disciple, Chu Qitian, but even after half a year, Chu Qitian could not even perform one strike.

though he was only mimicking her, she was still surprised that he was capable

could not help but feel

has never seen Cloud and Mist Sword Technique before, and thank god I never performed it in front of him. Otherwise, he would

still reeling in from

toward her like waves that threatened to devour

thought that Ye Fan was already at his limits by copying her five moves, Ye Fan

I have none. If one wishes to worship god, one must first cleanse their heart. The sixth strike of Cloud and Mist Sword

of Ye Fan's mouth, the strike of Dismemberment was

it was different from Tang Yun's aggressive strike;

meant to describe a person were now used to describe Ye Fan's

a void. No shadows will exist under the light where my sword swings. The seventh strike: The

as Ye

was nothing close to aggression, and nor did it

were only feelings of yearning and melancholy in

not fighting and

performed was

the strikes were connected, there revealed a story of the tragic life

sword intent, for the people on Mount

strikes, the people around had watched the twists and

merely a sword technique, but a technique that was

had brought life to

was dazed by Ye Fan's sword intent,

a sword. A sword technique is merciless, so how can you channel your emotions into it? You're an outcast! You're doing this wrongly! Chu Tianfan, you were smart your whole life, but at this very moment, you're nothing but a fool! You were wrong from the moment you began practicing the

most

Fan's swordsmanship was full

imbue one's emotions into one's sword technique in the study

something that went against the way of

Saint only felt despair even when he saw Ye Fan releasing the seven strikes of Cloud and Mist

that Ye Fan

fact, Sword Saint was not the only one

A sword is meant to kill, not to tell a tale

shaken by how Ye Fan had managed to perform the seven strikes of Cloud and Mist Sword Technique, that was all

of the battle still

not matter even if Ye Fan

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