Sword breaks through the sky

As time passed, Yun Yi's swordsmanship became increasingly powerful, and he began to try to integrate the power of sword spirits into his swordsmanship, creating his own swordsmanship.
Kendo is not just a competition of strength, but also a communication of hearts, "Yun Yi gradually realized this during his cultivation.
His swordsmanship began to undergo new changes, with each sword containing deep emotions, as if telling a story. His sword is no longer just a weapon, but a living being.
通过不断的修炼,云逸的剑术越来越成熟,他的名声开始在玄天大陆传开.越来越多的人开始关注这位年轻的剑客,他的故事也成为了饭后人们谈论的话题.
云逸不在乎这些,他只专注于自己的剑术.他知道,只有不断练习,才能变得更强.
一次偶然的机会,云逸在宗门的图书馆里发现了一本古老的剑法,里面记录着一种失传已久的剑法——"天剑九法".据说这道剑法是由天剑宗的创始人创造的,威力无比.
云逸茹获得了终极宝物,开始研究这本剑记,试图领悟其中的奥秘.他发现,天九剑和他体内的剑灵之间有着神秘的联系.
这是我家的遗产吗?"云逸的心激动了起来.
他开始修炼天剑九式,剑法开始有了新的突破.他的剑越来越快,越来越强,每一次挥舞似乎都能划破虚空.
随着天剑九式的修炼,云逸的实力不断提升,名声也越来越大.他开始参加更多的武术比赛和挑战,每次都能轻松取胜.
云逸的剑术之路,开启了新的篇章.
黎明时分,天剑宗的剑峰上,云逸的身影如拔剑一般笔直地站在峰顶.他的目光穿透层层云雾,凝视着远方的群山,心中充满了对未来的无限憧憬.
自从在剑社成名后,云逸的名字就像翅膀一样迅速传遍了整个玄天大陆.他的剑术和故事成为人们非常感兴趣的话题.不过,云逸并没有因此而变得傲慢或自满.他知道,这一切只是一个开始,他的剑术之路还很漫长.
云逸师兄,拜托了,师父."一个年轻的弟子急忙跑过来,喘着粗气.
云逸点点头,跟着弟子来到了师父的书房.祖师李天行站在窗边,凝视着远处的风景.听到云逸进来,他转过身来,脸上浮现出一抹笑容.
云逸,你来了,"李天行的声音稳重有力.
师父,"云逸恭敬敬地鞠躬.
坐下,"李天兴指了指旁边的椅子,然后自己坐了下来.
云逸,你的剑法达到了一个新的高度,那是天剑宗的骄傲,"李天行眼中充满了敬佩.但是,你应该知道,浩瀚无垠的玄天大陆,就像是一团团的实力云,你不能满足于此
云逸点点头,知道族长话语背后的含义.
接下来,希望你能代表天剑宗,参加即将到来的玄天剑宗大会,"李天行的声音带着一丝期待.
玄天剑宗大会是玄天大陆上所有剑宗的盛会,每十年举行一次.届时,各大剑宗的顶尖弟子将齐聚一堂,修炼剑术,争夺剑术的最高荣誉.
我一定会不负师父的厚望,"云逸眼中闪过坚毅的光芒.
好,我等你的好消息,"李天行满意的点了点头.
Leaving the master's study, Yun Yi's mood remained unsettled for a long time. The Xuantian Sword Sect Conference is the best opportunity for him to prove his strength, and he must seize it.
In the following days, Yun Yi practiced even harder, and his swordsmanship became increasingly refined through continuous honing. Every time he swung his sword, it seemed as if he could activate the power of heaven and earth.
At the same time, preparations began within the Tianjian Sect for the Xuantian Sword Sect Grand Conference. The disciples within the sect are all gearing up, hoping to showcase their skills at the conference. And Yun Yi, as a representative of the Tianjian Sect, has attracted more attention from the public.
Senior Yunyi, you must bring glory to our Tianjian Sect at this conference! "Said a young disciple with great anticipation.
Don't worry, I will definitely do my best, "Yun Yi replied with a smile.
Time flies like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the Xuantian Sword Sect's grand meeting is approaching. Early that morning, Yun Yi carried his long sword "Dust Fate" and, under the watchful eyes of the patriarch and other elders, embarked on the journey to the conference.
The venue for the Xuantian Sword Sect Conference is located in the center of the Xuantian Continent, on a mountain peak called "Sword Soul Mountain". This mountain peak rises high into the clouds, with clouds and mist lingering at the top all year round. It is said to be the birthplace of kendo.
Yunyi traveled all the way and finally arrived at Jianhun Mountain the day before the opening of the conference. He stood at the foot of the mountain, gazing up at this legendary peak, his heart filled with respect.
Jianhun Mountain, I'm here, "Yun Yi took a deep breath and took steps towards the mountaintop.
The mountain path of Jianhun Mountain is rugged and difficult to traverse, but for sword cultivators like Yunyi, it is nothing. His steps were light and firm, and he soon reached the mountaintop.
On the mountaintop, many disciples from various sword schools have gathered. They either chat in groups of three or five, or meditate and practice alone. Yun Yi's arrival immediately caught everyone's attention.
Look, that's Yun Yi from the Tianjian Sect. I heard his swordsmanship is very powerful
Yeah, he must be a popular candidate to win the championship at this conference
Yun Yi turned a deaf ear to these discussions, his gaze swept through the crowd and finally landed on a familiar figure.
Wind without trace!
Why did he come too?
A hint of surprise flashed in Yun Yi's eyes. After being defeated by him at the sword fair, Feng Wuxun suffered a great blow. He thought he would not appear in public again in the short term, but he unexpectedly came too.
Feng Wuxun seemed to feel Yun Yi's gaze as well. He turned his head and their eyes collided in the air, sparking an invisible spark. 
Yunyi, this conference, I will definitely avenge my previous shame, "Feng Wuxian's voice carried a hint of hatred.
I'm waiting for you, "Yun Yi responded calmly.
The Xuantian Sword Sect Conference has officially opened, with the heads and elders of major sword sects appearing one after another. They are all top powerhouses on the Xuantian Continent, each with earth shattering strength.
The rules of the competition are very simple. All participants draw lots to determine their opponents and have a one-on-one competition. The winner advances and the loser is eliminated. In the end, only one person can stand at the pinnacle of swordsmanship.
Yun Yi drew a good draw, and his first round opponent was a disciple from a small sword sect. This game was not too challenging for Yun Yi, and he easily won the victory.
However, as the competition progressed, Yun Yi encountered increasingly stronger opponents. Each of them has their own swordsmanship and unique skills, and every battle is a brand new challenge for Yun Yi.
But no matter how strong the opponent was, Yun Yi always relied on his superb swordsmanship and firm will to overcome all obstacles and eventually reached the finals.
The opponent in the final is none other than Wind Without Trace.
The two stood opposite each other on the arena, their eyes meeting as if sparks were colliding in the air.
Yunyi, I won't lose again this time, "Feng Wuxian's voice was full of confidence.
Let's wait and see, "Yun Yi's lips curved into a smile.
With the referee's command, their swords were almost unsheathed at the same time. The swordsmanship of Wind Without Trace is even more ruthless than before, with each sword carrying a sound of breaking through the air, pointing directly at Yun Yi's vital points.
But Yun Yi's swordsmanship is even more agile. His sword is like a swimming dragon, weaving through the wind's invisible sword shadows, searching for the opponent's flaws.
Both of them have their own strengths in swordsmanship, making it difficult to determine the winner for a while. The audience in the arena held their breath and nervously watched the duel.
Finally, in a fierce confrontation, Yun Yi found the flaw of Wind Without Trace. His sword was like a shooting star, piercing straight into the opponent's heart.
Sword breaks the dust edge! "Yun Yi let out a soft drink, and the tip of the sword drew a bloody mark on Feng Wuxian's chest.
A glimmer of disbelief flashed through Feng Wuxian's eyes, and his body slowly collapsed. A cry of surprise echoed from below the arena.
Yun Yi withdrew his sword and stood up, without much excitement in his heart, only a deep calmness. He knew that this was just a small milestone on his path to swordsmanship, and his journey was still long.
At the Xuantian Sword Sect Conference, Yun Yi rose to fame through his battle, and his name once again resounded throughout the entire Xuantian continent. But Yun Yi did not stop because of this. He knew that his path in swordsmanship was still long, and he wanted to continue moving forward until he reached the peak of swordsmanship.