She found that the unity of human and sword was also pretty good, looking very dashing in single combat.
Ling Yun also noticed what was on Beibei's mind, instantly finding it amusing. He had first let Beibei comprehend sword intent, and then break through to the unity of human and sword.
Beibei watched Ling Yun use the Flowing Wind Thirteen Sword Styles once again—it was different!
This continuous sword intent, pervasive like the fine spring rain, was intertwined inextricably like willow branches.
The greatest strength of this kind of sword intent was that it was hard to untangle even after cutting, seemingly existing yet not existing.
It looked gentle and harmless, but this was merely a deception.
It made people lose themselves within his sword intent; no one knew when the fatal blow would appear.
Beibei was indeed immersed in this sword intent, closing her eyes slightly to slowly digest it.
The moment Beibei opened her eyes, she used the Flowing Wind Thirteen Sword Styles once more. The first move, brimming with sword intent, clashed with Ling Yun until the ground of the Divine Palace cracked open.
After a few moves, Ling Yun spoke up!
"Not bad, can Beibei perform the unity of human and sword now?"
"Haha!"
Beibei smiled, and then sword lights emerged all around. She vanished, achieving the unity of human and sword that Ling Yun had taught her.
She had merged into those sword lights; she was the sword light, and the sword light was her—an ultra-perfect unity of human and sword.
After countless changes, the countless sword lights formed a single sword of light. The earlier transformations were just Beibei playing around.
Meanwhile, Ling Yun suppressed his Undying Body, neither dodging nor parading, and was pierced right through the heart by Beibei's sword!
Recovering her