You must know that the higher the level of internal strength, the faster the cultivation speed of true qi. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Qingfeng Jue" is a mid-grade internal strength method, which is a very good internal strength method, and the internal strength method practiced by Zhao Tianxuan is estimated to be the "Qingfeng Jue" of the middle grade of this ground. However, what surprised Ye Xing was that in terms of cultivation speed, the "Qingfeng Jue" was actually inferior to the "Innate Gong". Then it is obvious that the grade of "Innate Gong" must be above "Qingfeng Jue", and it is very likely that it is the inner strength of the ground level, and there is even a trace of possibility......

Originally, Ye Xing thought that "Innate Gong" might be a Xuan-level exercise, but now it seems that it ......

Since "Qingfeng Jue" is not as good as "Innate Gong", then Ye Xing naturally continues to practice "Innate Gong". As for the swordsmanship, he must have started to practice the "Tempest Swordsmanship", you must know that the power of the swordsmanship on the ground level is definitely terrifyingly strong. Even the "Tempest Sword Technique" of the entry realm has a lethal power that completely overwhelms any Xuan-level martial arts of the perfect realm.

After all, the "Ling Feng Sword Technique" is only a high-grade technique of the Yellow Rank, even if he cultivates to the perfect realm, he can only play prestige in Phoenix Town. If you want to become a real master, you must rely on "Tempest Sword Technique".

"Boom!"

The sword roared in the forest, and under the moonlight, in the woods, Ye Xing held the Qingfeng Sword in his hand and practiced the "Wind Sword Technique".

The shadow of the sword is heavy, the wind in the forest is fierce, and the fallen leaves are flying.

Since the "Ling Feng Sword Technique" and the "Tempest Sword Technique" had some similarities, Ye Xing felt that cultivating the "Tempest Sword Technique" was also particularly handy. Whether it is "Lingfeng Sword Technique" or "Storm Sword Technique", it is a fast sword that walks the speed flow, and the sword moves are flexible and fast.

Immersed in the practice of swordsmanship, three or five hours passed in the blink of an eye.

It was already the second half of the night, and the night was gradually thinning, and in two or three hours, the sky was estimated to be bright.

Practicing swordsmanship is different from meditating to practice internal strength, which can remove fatigue by meditating and running true qi. But if you practice swordsmanship, you need to spend energy and brain power to comprehend swordsmanship, especially the more advanced and esoteric sword moves like "Tempest Swordsmanship", which is not easy to practice.

After practicing for five or six hours, Ye Xing felt that the time was about the same, so he immediately stopped practicing the "Tempest Sword Technique" and hurried towards the dart camp.

At this moment, there was silence in the dart camp, only the rustle of the leaves of the breeze caressing the trees.

One of the individuals inside the tent was already asleep. Only six dart divisions were patrolling and keeping vigil, keeping an eye out for movement in the woods.

Suddenly, the branches and leaves in the forest shook, and there was a sound of footsteps, from far and near.

"Hey, it's Brother Ye, you're back!" said one of the dart masters.

"Hmm!" Ye Xing smiled slightly, nodded, jumped up, and came to the big tree. With his hands folded, he lay down on the branches, closed his eyes, and rested.

"I went out to practice for so long and came back, this Ye brother is really diligent!"

"If you are not diligent, can others have this strength? I heard that he is already a martial arts double realm, he is young, and his strength is not much worse than our dart!"

Several night watchmen chatted and watched the woods.

The night is getting thinner and thinner, and the sky is gradually revealing a ray of light like the white of a fish's belly.

After a while, the bright light gradually spreads.

The night faded and the sky dawned.

The dart master of Weiyuan Dart Bureau immediately woke up the sleeping people, and the convoy of the Dart Game slowly set off again.

On both sides of the green hills and green trees, on the loess avenue, the wheels are rolling, the horses' hooves are clattering, stirring up pieces of dust.

It had been about four hours, and it was noon.

The sun was scorching and the heat was incomparable. Everyone drove for a long time, but they were also quite tired and sleepy. Many of the guests in the carriage fell asleep. Several of the dart masters were also listlessly riding healthy horses.

"Hold on, cheer up, after this wood, there is an inn ahead!" Li Yunlong shouted in a deep voice at the front of the convoy.

Many dart masters suddenly cheered up, rode their horses and whipped up, and the speed of the team also increased a few points.

The convoy was moving slowly.

Suddenly-

"Whoa!"

A loud roar suddenly sounded in the silent woods, and sharp arrows broke through the air in the woods on both sides and shot at the dart convoy.

"Enemy attack!" "Quick, block!"

The faces of the convoy changed greatly, and they hurriedly brandished their long swords and broadswords, picking up the arrows that came from them.

"Bang!"

"Bang Bang!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

One by one, the arrows were picked off, and although many of the dart masters tried their best to resist, three of them were still wounded and fell off their horses.

After a rain of arrows.

"Kill!" "All the men are killed, and the women and goods are robbed back to the cottage!"

There was a loud shout in the forest, and thirty or forty big men with machetes in their hands poured out on both sides of the woods, each with a murderous aura, and came towards the Weiyuan Dart Bureau convoy.

"Bang!"

The two sides collided fiercely and fought together. There was chaos in the convoy of darts, and from time to time there were screams of women and children in terror.

The robbers' men and horses were twice as large as Weiyuan's game, and they were in ambush. The situation of everyone in Weiyuan Dart Bureau is precarious and very grim. Li Yunlong, the dart head in front, was even more besieged by two bandit leaders of the Martial Arts Dual Realm. These two bandit leaders, one of them is a big sword, and his sword skills are extremely powerful, and he is tough against Li Yunlong's spear head-on without being weak. The other bandit leader was a thin man with narrow eyes, wielding a thin long sword, and his skills were extremely agile, always aiming at Li Yunlong's vital points.

"Bang!"

Li Yunlong's spear danced like a wind wheel to defend with all his might, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and he was clumsy left and right, and at the same time he was dealing with the siege of two double realm martial artists, and the situation was dangerous.

"It's not good, Brother Yunlong is in danger. ”

At the back of the convoy, Ye Xing stabbed a robber to death with a sword in his hand and looked at the front of the convoy. Suddenly, his eyes moved, and he couldn't help but look at the bandit leader who wielded the knife, and was slightly stunned, "Hey, that person seems to be?"

"Black Tiger Village Yang Dalong!Hehe, it's really a narrow road!" Ye Xing's mouth curled into a sneer, and he immediately rode his horse and whipped his whip, urging the war horse to rush forward.

"Poof!" "Poof!"

Wherever he passed, he danced his long sword and took away the lives of three or five robbers along the way, blood splattered out, and the nearby robbers hurriedly dodged in terror, far away from Ye Xing.

"Da Da!"

The horses sprinted at great speed, and in the blink of an eye they rushed to the front of the convoy.

Ye Xing stood up on the war horse, kicked the horse's back with both feet, and flew up with light skills, and the sword in his hand turned into a cold light and stabbed Yang Dalong, the master of the Black Tiger Village in front of him.