On the second floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion, everyone held their breath, and one by one their eyes widened, looking at Xu Ming with a shocked face. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because they didn't expect Xu Ming to pull out those two scimitars, and they didn't expect that it was possible to see the so-called top-grade intermediate martial arts today, which was rare in the entire Qingyang City.

Oh, my God!

You must know that among the three major families in Qingyang City, only the City Lord's Mansion has one, and now it is possible that the Xu family will also have a high-grade intermediate martial art, how shocking it is.

However, as Xu Ming pulled out the scimitar, everyone didn't see a book of high-grade martial arts popping up there, and even some people began to look at the bright scimitar, but they didn't find any handwriting.

What's even more strange is that when everyone turned their eyes on the black boulder that was originally inserted in the scimitar, it slowly dissipated, turning into a large cloud of dust that actually drifted away with the wind, leaving the ground clean.

"Is this playing with me! Why didn't you even see a single hair in the high-grade intermediate martial arts that you said?" Xu Ming looked at it with a shocked face, and the black boulder that gradually disappeared from his eyes began to complain in his heart.

Since the two scimitars were pulled out, there should be a top-grade martial art, but now I don't even see a shadow, is it a joke of the super strong martial artist back then?

Thinking of this, Xu Ming's face instantly darkened.

The group of Xu family disciples around were also suspicious, this legend of a high-grade intermediate martial art who drew a sword had been circulating in the Xu family for a long time, how could it be fake? They hadn't reacted for a while.

"Haha, you pulled out your scimitar, but which high-grade intermediate martial art?" Xu Feng glanced at Xu Ming, and his tone was full of sneer.

Xu Ming sneered, this Xu Feng is really good, he can't pull out the scimitar, even if he mocks others for being a waste, he can't pull it out, but when others pull it out, seeing that there is no high-grade intermediate martial art, he comes out to mock it again.

For a while, the atmosphere on the second floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion returned to the same as before, and everyone laughed sarcastically.

However, at this moment, the two scimitars in Xu Ming's hands seemed to feel the anger in his heart, and suddenly in an instant, they flew out of his hands on their own, and stayed in mid-air and swirled, with cold light.

Seeing this, the faces of Xu Feng and the others also changed greatly.

Xu Ming looked at it even more stunned: "Why does this scimitar still have such a special spirituality?"

Suddenly, the two spinning scimitars swooped down with lightning speed, and slashed towards everyone, which also frightened everyone is pale, and their hearts were in their throats.

This is the scimitar left by that super strong martial artist, and he suddenly kills himself at this time, how can he not be afraid.

Xu Feng also felt a little scared in his heart, but he didn't have time to hesitate, because the scimitar was already close in front of him, and it was cold and fierce.

He crossed his fingers with his hands and slashed forward, his fingertips shining with a cold light, and he met the scimitar, but his body was already preparing for a move and then quickly retreated.

The scimitar seemed to pass by like a cold light, colliding with Xu Feng's cold claws, making a sound of gold and iron intersecting.

"After Xu Feng awakened the seventh-level martial soul of Xuanpin, the Nether Claw hand has indeed become even more powerful!" Xu Ming, who was watching on the side, was also secretly speechless.

However, how can these two scimitars be ordinary, the collision of scimitars and claws, the scimitars burst out with a domineering force, but they suddenly directly knocked Xu Feng back more than ten meters away, and there was even a long scratch on the ground, which shows how strong the force he can bear.

The surrounding people also gathered together, each of them shot to stop the power of the two scimitars, who knew that they only saw the two scimitars spinning as fast as the wind, and after a circle, everyone did not touch the scimitar at all, but let it cut a scar on its body, and slowly oozing blood.

At this moment, everyone was shocked, and a fear arose in their hearts, these two scimitars were too terrifying!

Only Xu Ming looked at their miserable situation, and also raised his head and laughed, he didn't expect these two scimitars to be so powerful, beyond his expectations.

"Xu Ming, you wait for me, I will never let you go. Xu Feng is face was hideous, glared at Xu Ming viciously, and then turned to leave, but he didn't stay here for a moment.

Everyone saw that Xu Feng had left, so they all fled.

After the two scimitars whistled in mid-air, they then fell into Xu Ming's hands very obediently, no longer trembling, and seemed calm.

"Hey, since you haven't gotten a top-grade intermediate martial art, it's not bad to get two scimitars, but let's choose an ordinary intermediate martial art first. ”

With a sigh, Xu Ming quickly recovered his mood, stuck the two scimitars behind his back, turned around, and continued on the second floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion, grabbed these classics, and carefully flipped through them one by one.

"Three kills of the angry dragon?" His gaze was immediately attracted by a yellowed broken book, so he curiously flipped to the first page and began to read.

"Three Kills of the Angry Dragon", one move contains the power of the three kills, which is suitable for the cultivation of the owner of the beast martial soul, especially the Jiaolong martial soul.

Seeing that it was particularly suitable for Jiaolong Martial Soul, Xu Ming immediately became interested, and without hesitation, he took this martial art, walked out of the second floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion, and came to the first floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion.

"Angry Dragon Three Kills, are you sure to choose this intermediate martial art?" The white-robed elder on the first floor couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw Xu Ming holding this book.

"Exactly. Xu Ming said respectfully.

At this time, many disciples on the first floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion had already recognized the two scimitars that Xu Ming was carrying behind him, and they were all surprised and stunned. Xu Ming just calmly took the intermediate martial arts of that one, turned around and left the martial arts pavilion.

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When he returned to his small courtyard, Xu Ming found that the gate of the small courtyard had been repaired, and the mess in the house had been cleaned up.

Although his father was sometimes disappointed in him, he still had concern.

Next, Xu Ming began to practice martial arts, and when he opened the book "Three Kills of the Angry Dragon", he did find that it was very different from other martial arts, and it was not divided into several parts like other martial arts, but simply introduced the practice of three kills.

The first kill is the killing power, and after practicing 10,000 times, you will understand the killing power of the boxing, the second is the killing power, and after practicing 100,000 times, you will understand the killing power of the boxing, and the third kill is the killing intent, and after practicing 10,000 times, you will understand the killing intent of the boxing.

Suddenly, Xu Ming was a little dumbfounded. He always feels that he has taken a copy of the intermediate martial arts of the pit father, there are no moves and no styles, but it is a martial art that allows you to practice it ten thousand times and you will learn it yourself.

For a whole day, Xu Ming was suspicious and kept repeating a simple action, punching, and now he was sweating profusely.

Ignoring the sweat all over his body, he was still repeating the punch, and in it, Xu Ming also gradually felt the killing momentum of the punch, and the punch went out, and the killing momentum followed, and the space seemed to be strangled in an instant.

When night fell and a crescent moon rose, Xu Ming gradually slowed down his punches, and finally stopped his punches, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After all, it is the killing momentum of the fist, and the practice is a small success, but it seems that the simplest practice is also the hardest and most tiring.

Sitting on the stone bench in the small courtyard, he was curious to take the two scimitars in his hands again and play with them, since the last time they were very spiritually defeated Xu Fengyi and the others, these two scimitars have become extremely ordinary, but there is nothing abnormal.

Even a few elders of the family hurriedly came over to take a look, and then swore and said, "It's just an ordinary pair of scimitars!"

Facing the bright moonlight, Xu Ming carefully looked at the entire knife body, the entire knife body was extremely delicate, and the shape of the half-moon bend presented a smooth curve, whether he was holding the scimitar or holding the scimitar backwards, he was able to use it freely.

The blade was facing the moonlight, and the sudden cold light flashed, making Xu Ming can't help but close his eyes, but when he opened his eyes, he didn't know when, but there was a hazy white figure in the courtyard.

From a distance, it looks like the back of a young girl.