This swordplay speed made the female sword’s body melt into the desert wind; only the wind of the sword could be felt, but the sword unseen!
But something strange happened. Yi Yun’s body was like a feather without weight. Tao Yunxiao’s sword would slice, but Yi Yun’s body would move backwards as a result. It felt like Tao Yunxiao was not moving a sword but a fan and the wind blown from the fan blew Yi Yun away.
Tao Yunxiao’s sword Qi was extremely sharp that it could cut through black ironstone, so how could the sword wind blow someone away? But that was what happened in front of the crowd!
Yi Yun’s movements were too strange. Tao Yunxiao’s swordplay was extremely fast, but in front of Yi Yun, it looked slow and heavy!
It was as if Tao Yunxiao was using a fan to attack a feather. No matter how he fanned, it would not hit the feather, because the stronger he fanned, the greater the wind, making the feather fly faster!
After continuously attacking with a few hundred strikes, he could not even touch Yi Yun’s sleeve. Tao Yunxiao began to sweat profusely.
How could this be possible!?
On the Tao tribal clan’s platform, the Tao tribal clan’s Patriarch, grand elder and others were frightened and distraught, with sweat appearing on their foreheads.
They had lived for a long time and read many books. They had much greater knowledge than Tao Yunxiao. They knew what Yi Yun’s movement was.
“Minute Subtlety…This is the movement skill Minute Subtlety!” The voice of the Tao tribal clan’s Patriarch trembled.
First it was Purple Air Comes From The East, next it was the Minute Subtlety realm!
How could all of this appear in a twelve year old!?