Looking at the arm that he had slapped at the beginning, Xiao Yu's eyes showed a hint of rebelliousness, and at the moment of life and death, he burst out with powerful potential.

I saw him standing upright, striking like lightning, and once again using the move he had just learned, attacking the strange arm.

One man and one hand, striking in the air.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, the strange arm slapped Xiao Yu Tianling Gai.

But at the same time, Xiao Yu's sharp blow also grabbed the wrist of the arm.

Time seems to stand still in an instant.

Xiao Yu froze on the spot, his eyes closed, and the arm maintained the action of slapping Xiao Yu, suspended in the air.

One person and one hand, all still, very weird.

However, in Xiao Yu's mind, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

Just when Xiao Yu thought that he was going to die, the expected pain did not come.

Although the arm was menacing, when it was slapped on the top of Xiao Yu's head, it was like a parent stroking a child, and the movement was gentle.

Moreover, when the arm was imprinted on Xiao Yu's heavenly spirit, a light flashed and disappeared into his mind.

Immediately, in Xiao Yu's mind, he only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the scene changed.

"Where is this?"

Xiao Yu looked around in surprise.

He was now in a vast valley.

The surrounding mountains are towering and majestic.

The towering ancient trees are straight into the sky, lush and green, and each one has three or five people hugging each other.

And on the hillside in front of Xiao Yu, a young man in white stood with his hands in his hands, although he didn't look tall, standing there, he had a momentum that stood up to the sky.

Xiao Yu's eyes were solemn, staring at the figure, as if looking up at a mountain.

After a long time, the young man in white slowly turned around, looked at Xiao Yu, and smiled unremittingly.

He said, "@#¥"

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Yu looked at the young man in a daze, completely confused.

He couldn't understand any of the words spoken by this young man, and his pronunciation didn't look like the lingua franca of the southern Xinjiang continent at all.

It's more like some ancient saying, pronounced in ancient times.

The young man in white said to himself, seeing that Xiao Yu did not react, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xiao Yu, as if he had an understanding, and then stretched out his hand and pointed at Xiao Yu, and a white light flashed into Xiao Yu's body.

Xiao Yu suddenly felt the blood in his body surge, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if he understood something.

The young man in white spoke again.

And this time, although Xiao Yu couldn't say or understand what he said, he could understand what he meant, and this feeling was very peculiar.

It seems to be a feeling of blood connection.

"Is it you, kid, who got the essence blood of 'me'?" said the young man in white indifferently, with a hint of disappointment in his tone.

"Your essence blood?" Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment, thinking of the dried corpse on the stone platform in the main hall.

He had only absorbed the essence of the corpse.

Xiao Yu suddenly thought, isn't that dried corpse missing its right arm?

Could it be that the owner of this arm is the dried corpse, the person in front of him?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yu hurriedly bent down and bowed his hand, and made a big salute: "You are the senior?"

"Senior?" the young man in white sneered, "Am I that old?"

"Huh?" Xiao Yu choked, smiled awkwardly, and scratched his head.

"If I hadn't sensed 'my' essence blood on you, how would I have paid attention to you!" the young man in white smiled indifferently and said, "That's it, it's just you, I don't know what 'I' think, I actually chose you as a waste." ”

Xiao Yu felt a chill in his heart, this young man in white was so arrogant!

But thinking that the dried corpse was kind to him, Xiao Yu had no choice but to listen quietly and did not refute.

The young man in white sighed in his heart, although this son is now a lowly cultivator, but his understanding is good, and he can comprehend the basic tricks of the first move of the dragon snatcher in just a short hand, which is really amazing.

What's even more rare is that the momentum of this young man who does not admit defeat is just like him back then.

However, he naturally couldn't praise Xiao Yu, after all, he had to have a superior demeanor.

"I don't have much time, since you are the one I have chosen, it is necessary for me to let you pass on my mastery, are you ready?"

Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment, and then nodded excitedly.

The young man in white shouted, his whole body flashed, and in the air in front of him, three quaint characters appeared, exuding a distant atmosphere.

"Dragonsnatcher?"

Xiao Yu was stunned, although he didn't know these three words, he had a sense of blood connection, and he seemed to be an old friend who had known each other for many years.

"This is actually a fifth-level high-grade physical martial art?"

Xiao Yu gasped, couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and his voice trembled a little.

Each level of martial arts is very different.

For example, Xiao Yu's cultivation of the Seven-Star Leisurely Step is only a second-level high-grade exercise, but when it is upgraded to a Leisurely Tour, it becomes a third-level exercise, and its power far exceeds that of the Seven-Star Leisurely Step.

In the entire One Sword Sect, there are only a dozen fourth-level martial arts techniques, which are personally controlled by Dugu Ao, and they are really the treasure of the Zhen Sect.

Now, Xiao Yu was actually fortunate enough to practice the supreme mastery of the fifth level, how could he not be excited?

Of course, with his current martial arts cultivation and physical strength, he can't exert the full power of the fifth-level force, but once he learns it, it is already difficult to find an opponent.

What made Xiao Yu even more excited was that the dragon snatcher was still a physical martial art.

Along the way of martial cultivation, there are thousands of Taoism, and there are various cultivation methods.

But in general, it is roughly divided into three categories, body refining, true qi, and soul power.

The journey of refining the body is too difficult, and many people have been cultivating for more than ten years, and they can only stay in the realm of martial artists.

Therefore, there are fewer and fewer martial arts cultivators who cultivate the physical body, and there are even fewer physical combat skills that have been inherited.

Xiao Yu's true qi cultivation is average now, but his physical strength is strong, which is also the fundamental reason why he can fight beyond the level.

If you can practice a high-level physical combat skill, it will really be like a tiger for Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu suppressed his excitement, paid full attention, and looked at the young man in white with a respectful expression.

"You see, I'm only going to repeat it seven times. The young man in white's eyes became focused, and his whole person's momentum changed.

"The first style of the dragon snatcher, bind the dragon!"

The body of the young man in white turned into a phantom and moved.

His moves and styles, Xiao Yu is no stranger, it is the martial art that was performed by the arm just now!

It's just that at this moment, the moves he uses are more fluid and changeable.

"The trick of binding the dragon is just to the yang, but if you only want to be strong and fast, and you are excited, you will fall behind. ”

The young man in white finished the demonstration of binding Canglong, put his hands behind his back, looked at Xiao Yu, and explained: "Therefore, there must be a hair and a harvest, the strength of hitting out is ten, but the strength left in oneself is still twenty points. ”

Xiao Yu seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and he was thoughtful.

Then, according to the movements of the young man in white, the drill began.

Just now, he had already imitated this trick to seventy-seven eighty-eight, and at this moment, when he heard the prompt of the young man in white, he realized it even more.

The speed and accuracy of the shot are much higher than just now.

After a cup of tea, Xiao Yu called it a day and learned to bind Canglong thoroughly.

Seeing that Xiao Yu had comprehended the binding dragon so quickly, a trace of relief swelled up in the heart of the young man in white.

"Next, I'll pass you on..."

The voice of the young man in white suddenly became inaudible.

Xiao Yu waited for a while, and when he saw that the young man in white did not speak, he looked up in surprise.

At this time, his figure was illusory and transparent, and it seemed that he would disappear at any time.

"Senior!" Xiao Yu was startled and hurried over, but he was empty.

"Unfortunately, I was hurt too much and I couldn't last long. The young man in white looked miserable, "I will leave the spiritual imprint of the dragon snatcher in your mind, and the next six forms need to be pondered and comprehended by yourself." ”

The young man in white gritted his teeth and spit out a mouthful of essence blood, reciting the incantation silently.

Xiao Yu only felt that his eyes lit up, and in the depths of his mind, there was a trace of distant memory.

After casting the spell, the figure of the young man in white became even more illusory.

He looked at Xiao Yu, and finally admonished: "There are seven styles of dragon snatching hands, one style is more powerful than the other, only by breaking through the physical body to the martial artist, can you perform the next six moves, remember to remember." ”

In the end, I saw the young man in white turn into a little starlight, leaving only a secret sigh: "Master, I'm sorry for you..."

Immediately, it disappeared completely.

Xiao Yu looked at the place where the young man in white disappeared and was stunned.

After a long time, he came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and said firmly: "Senior, I will definitely not fall into the prestige of the dragon snatcher!"

Then, with his left leg slightly bent and his right arm bent inward, his arm sticking out of his hand at an incredible angle like lightning, he continued to practice.

Just when Xiao Yu was immersed in his mind and cultivating, the situation on the stone platform changed again.

A graceful figure, covered in a light blue silk, fell on the stone platform.

"Sun Zhining!" Shi Da's face sank when he saw someone coming, "It's really time for you to come!"

Sun Zhining ignored Shi Da and firmly locked her eyes on the quaint secret book in the center of the stone platform.

Without hesitation, she rushed towards the cheats like lightning.

"Stinky woman, you dare!" Shi Da was startled, and also threw himself at the cheats.

But he was still apprehensive about the power of the strange arm, and his movements were half a beat slower, allowing Sun Zhining to take the first step and grasp the cheats.

"The martial arts cheats are mine!" Sun Zhining was secretly happy in her heart, and at the same time raised her right arm, slapped Shi Da, and then retreated.

Impartial, he fell in front of Xiao Yu.

"You stink..."Shi Da stepped back, just about to scold, when he was suddenly stunned.

Sun Zhining looked at Shi Da, an ominous premonition rose in her heart, she turned around suddenly, and saw Xiao Yu's originally stiff body, and slapped her palm at her.

Xiao Yu's speed was so fast that before Sun Zhining could react, she felt her chest tighten, and a big hand grabbed it.

...

"Phew!"

In Xiao Yu's mind, he punched out, and in the endless void, his right hand seemed to have doubled, slashed across the void, and was imprinted on the opposite mountain.

"Boom!"

Xiao Yu's palm seemed to have a thousand powers, and it actually slapped the ten-zhang high mountain directly into powder.

"It's so strong!" Xiao Yu was shocked by the power of this move, "Is this the power of a fifth-level top-grade martial art?"

Xiao Yu looked at his right hand with a smile on his face.

He finally learned the trick of binding the dragon thoroughly.

Xiao Yu sighed, with this dragon snatcher, when facing Yin Thirteen again, he would definitely be able to kill him.

Even, with the physical body of his martial artist Nine Heavens, under the martial artist, there will be no opponent.

Xiao Yu breathed a long sigh of relief, his consciousness also retreated from his mind, and his eyes returned to clarity.

And his hand still maintains the action of the attack just now.

"Why is it so soft?" Xiao Yu felt as if he had touched something in his right hand, and the touch was very soft.

He subconsciously looked up at the front, and couldn't help but stand on the spot.

In front of me, an iceberg beauty had angry eyes, her face was red, and she was motionless.

And his hand was right on Sun Zhining's chest.

Seeing Sun Zhining's eyes about to kill, Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment, quickly withdrew his hand, and explained: "Girl, you listen to my explanation, I didn't mean it!"