Under the careful guidance of Yan Nantian, Li Xunhuan and Zhao Min devoted themselves to cultivating the "Meteor Sword Technique", and their swordsmanship became more and more sophisticated. Feiyun Castle's martial arts training ground became a place for them to practice day and night, and the shadow of the sword was like a meteor, and the momentum was like a rainbow.
With the deepening of his understanding of swordsmanship, Li Xunhuan realized that this swordsmanship not only requires superb swordsmanship, but also requires deep internal strength and agile body skills. Zhao Min found that the sword technique contains a wealth of philosophy, and every sword is not only a challenge to the body, but also a tempering of the mind.
One day, Yan Nantian took them to the cliff behind Feiyun Castle to practice, so that they could fight with the wind and the clouds on the cliff, and experience the true meaning of performing the "Meteor Sword Technique" in nature. Li Xunhuan and Zhao Min faced each other on the cliff, the air flow stirred up by the tip of the sword made the surrounding clouds and mist shroud, and their figures loomed in the fog, like two immortals dancing swords in the clouds.
Just as the sword skills of the two were beginning to be formed, the martial arts people gathered outside Feiyun Castle began to act. They learned that the "Meteor Sword Technique" had reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and they all intended to seize it. The tranquility of Feiyun Castle was broken, and Yan Nantian sensed the fluctuations in the outside world and decided to strengthen the fortress's defenses.
One night, a group of black-clothed men quietly approached Feiyun Castle, and their targets were directly aimed at Li Xunhuan and Zhao Min. However, this young chivalrous couple is no longer what they used to be, and their "Meteor Sword Technique" has become small enough to deal with the incoming enemy.
A thrilling battle unfolded in the moonlight, Li Xunhuan and Zhao Min were back to back, swords and snakes, and the men in black were repelled one by one. Their swordsmanship has reached the realm of heart-to-heart, and every sword is as if it has been carefully rehearsed and flawless.
After the battle, Li Xunhuan and Zhao Min stood on the walls of Feiyun Castle, watching the sky gradually turn white. They know that this is just the beginning, and their swords will draw one brilliant brilliance after another for this turbulent rivers and lakes.