A hint of discoloration appeared in Du Xuan's cold eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "I admire your composure, your calmness, it is undeniable that you are a genius in sword training." Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info I have killed countless people in my bloody life, and I never ask for anything in return, let alone worry about my enemies. Since you have the heart to practice the sword, I will fulfill you. ”

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and continued: "For me, there is nothing special about the sword path, and I don't have any sword skills, and there are only three words that can teach you!"

Mu Bai is familiar with the peerless Shuangjiao, and he is very familiar with the scene inside, and throughout the book, there is indeed no mention of what kind of sword technique Du Shu practiced.

Looking directly at the former, he nodded and said, "I want to hear it in detail!"

Du Kill's eyes were no longer cold, and a faint look of appreciation appeared, and he said: "The sword is a way, with the three words of fast, accurate, and ruthless as the whole, as long as you master these three words and add time, you can achieve supreme." ”

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

Mu Bai muttered these three words, his thoughts were bright, and he laughed and said: "Many people in the martial arts spend their lives pursuing prosperous and gorgeous moves, but who understands that the real strong only need three words!"

When you speak, you understand in your heart that no matter whether your moves are gorgeous or straight, internal strength is very important and indispensable.

Thinking of this, he secretly decided that he must obtain the magic of the wedding dress as soon as possible.

Du Kill naturally wouldn't know what Mu Bai was thinking, and he wouldn't speculate, he must be a person with deep obsessions, a ruthless king of killers. Once he believes in something, the person who approves of it, will not think much about it.

Looking at the latter, he nodded slightly, and said, "In this case, from today onwards, you will train with Xiao Yu'er! Come with me!" After speaking, he turned around and left.

Mu Bai followed behind Du Kill, and when he walked out of the room, he happened to see Xiao Yu'er returning.

"Uncle Du!" Xiao Yu'er saluted Du Shu slightly, and looked at Mu Bai unkindly.

A smile flashed on Du Kill's cold face, and then disappeared, and he walked away without saying a word.

"Little miscellaneous fish, I didn't hang the color today!" "For some reason, Mu Bai wanted to tease when he saw the little fish. Once he watched TV and read novels, he always felt that those protagonists were all endless, and they enjoyed countless beauties, which made him hate it so much. Now that I finally have the opportunity to enter the scene in the novel, I naturally have to grasp it well and suppress it.

Even he was still thinking that in this year's time, if he had the opportunity to go to the Flower Shifting Palace to play, to see that Hua Wuji.

Xiao Yu'er's face changed, and the cold air all over his body was exposed, like a sharp sword that would be unsheathed at any time.

Mu Bai didn't pay attention to this at all, and sang while moving forward!

"I'm so happy to be a common man today......"

Xiao Yu'er clenched her fists, her teeth itched with hatred, and she said coldly: "I will definitely make you happy." ”

On the bluestone-paved streets, people were buzzing, and all the wicked people looked at Du Ji and the two strangely.

There are those who discuss, there are those who wait and see, and there are even more people who gloat......

No matter what kind of mentality it is, everyone is wary of this teenager of the same age as Xiao Yu'er.

It must have been enough for them to be a small fish, and now there is a little guy of unknown origin, and he is walking with the bloody hand. And how can this keep them from paying attention.

Du Shu stopped in front of the stone house at the end of the street, threw Mu Bai an iron sword, and said, "Go in!"

Mu Bai was familiar with the peerless Shuangjiao, so he naturally knew what Du Kill meant, but his answer surprised the latter.

I saw him raise his little head, look directly at the latter, and say, "I don't kill dogs!"

Du Kill was stunned, he never thought that Mu Bai would be so fearless, you must know that when Xiao Yu'er first killed the evil dog, he was very resistant and afraid, although Xiao Yu'er was only five years old at that time, but his heart was definitely not as good as the son in front of him.

The more I looked at it, the more I liked it, and a faint excitement flashed in his cold eyes, and he thought secretly: "Maybe this son can become a real villain, can disturb the rivers and lakes, and can harm the world." ”

Thinking of this, I was even happier in my heart, and said, "It's good to have backbone!"

After speaking, he still motioned for Mu Bai to go in.

Mu Bai didn't say anything more, and stepped across the stone gate with an iron sword.

He said that not killing the dog was not arrogant, but after a night of washing the muscles and marrow, he understood that because of the fragments of the book from the ground, the body had absorbed a wisp of spiritual energy from the mountain ginseng, and the body at this moment was stronger than the small fish.

With such a body, it is natural for a vicious dog to be fearful. Therefore, he wants to challenge the evil tiger, and at the same time, he also challenges himself.

Of course, he was not blind, and when he came to find Du Kill, he had already thought of a way out. He believed that as long as he was recognized by this obsessive person, even if he couldn't kill the evil tiger, he would take action to save his life.

The space inside the stone house was not large, and a faint ray of sunlight shone in through the small hole at the top, giving the dark space a faint glow.

Before Mu Bai could adjust to the light in the stone house, he already felt a strong hostility.

Roar!

A furious beast roar rang out in the stone house, and it didn't stop for a long time.

Mu Bai didn't have time to think about it, holding the iron sword in his hand, and recalled in his mind the scene when Du killed Eli Hook and killed the tiger.

Keep your eyes open, trying to adjust to the dimness of the stone house.

The light is dim and the viewing range is extremely short.

Fortunately, this stone house is not big, and in this moment, it has adapted to the dimness of the house.

As far as the eye could see, he saw a hungry and skinny tiger glaring greedily at him.

"A bloody hand with a thousand knives, there was a tiger in this stone house, and he actually lied to me that it was a dog. But the master is not afraid, just practice with this guy. Mu Bai was not afraid, and scolded while holding the iron sword. He must have had the intention to practice swordsmanship with a tiger.

It's just that when I think that Du Kill lied to himself and said that he was a dog, I felt a little unhappy in my heart. But after thinking about it, when I entered the stone house earlier, the latter didn't say that it was a dog!

Du Shu was guarding outside the stone house, hearing Mu Bai's scolding, he was expressionless, his hands were hidden in his sleeves, I don't know what he was thinking, and no one knew if he would come to the rescue when Mu Bai was really in crisis.

In the distance, the little fish lay on a rocking chair under the eaves, staring at the stone house at the end of the street. There was a smile on his face, but there was a coldness in his eyes.

Beside him stood an emaciated man of about forty years of age. This person is not one of the ten villains, but the little-known black three in the Valley of the Wicked.

He has been in the valley for many years, and he is completely a character who is not even as good as passers-by in the book, although he is also a member of the Valley of the Wicked, but he has never officially appeared in the book.

And at this moment, he was standing beside Xiao Yu'er, his eyes were cold, and he was also staring at the end of the street.

As the minutes ticked by, neither of them was speechless.

After a moment, Hei San glanced back at Xiao Yu'er and turned to leave.

can enter the Valley of the Wicked and live well under the hands of the Ten Wicked, he is naturally not a stupid person, and he is also extraordinary. Although Xiao Yu'er didn't say a word, he understood what the little guy meant by letting him come here.

Leaving at this moment, no matter what, he has to look for an opportunity, a chance to kill Mu Bai. Unless the latter can't get out of the stone house, which is what he wants to see the most, he must not want to attract too many people's attention in the Valley of the Wicked.

In the stone house, the hungry tiger and Mu Bai briefly looked at each other, then roared angrily, and pounced on all fours.

Mu Bai stood in place, feeling the oncoming wind, and a touch of fear still rose in his heart. Although he was an adult, he had never dealt with a fierce beast like a tiger.

Fear rose, and the evil tiger had already arrived in front of him, his bloody mouth wide open, and the bloody wind was blowing in his face.

Mu Bai was shocked, hurriedly put away his mind, raised his sword in his hand, and stared at the evil tiger's eyes. Although he has no experience in facing the enemy, he has read many martial arts novels and understands that he cannot ignore the eyes of his opponent at any time.

The eyes are the heart of all living beings, and no matter how well disguised they are, there will be a true reflection of the heart within them.

Between the lightning and flint, the evil tiger has already pounced.

Mu Bai let out a low shout, and the iron sword stabbed out without any fancies, and it was the left eye of the evil tiger that was taken.

The evil tiger was not afraid at all, for him, this little thing in front of him was not worth mentioning at all, and more importantly, hunger had made it dizzy.

Pounced straight down, and did not dodge or dodge the iron sword that stabbed him.

Mu Bai stabbed out the iron sword and quickly moved sideways to the left with his weak body.

Poof!

A soft sound came out, and the iron sword hit the left eye of the evil tiger.

At this moment, Mu Bai had already fled to the left side of the stone house, and blood was dripping from the sword in his hand.

The evil tiger's left eye hurt, and it suddenly became violent, roaring and turning around, not giving Mu Bai the slightest chance to breathe, and jumped into the air.

With a successful sword, Mu Bai knew that this move must not be used a second time. Stand in place, both hands clenched at the iron sword.

In an instant, the tiger pounced, and a pair of forelegs spread out and swooped down.

Mu Bai took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm, staring at the fierce tiger that pounced, not moving a bit.

With a sword in hand, there is no fear!

A meter, half a meter ...

The evil tiger is getting closer and closer, the fishy wind blows in the face, and the evil liquid drips from the mouth.

Roar!

With a roar, he threw himself into the air, and he was about to knock Mu Bai down.

At this critical moment, Mu Bai moved!

I saw him lean back and fall to the ground with a thud, and the iron sword he held in both hands stabbed mercilessly into the belly of the evil tiger.

Bang!

Roar!

The evil tiger's body swooped down and pressed Mu Bai underneath.

Poof!

A dull voice rang out from under the tiger.

Blood flowed out, and the evil tiger's body twitched, his eyes widened, and he gradually lost his vitality.

Suddenly, the whole room became silent.

The dim light flickered, and the smell of blood permeated.

Poof!

Another soft sound came out, and I saw an iron sword pierce through the belly of the evil tiger, cutting horizontally in the direction of the skull, and a bloody man drilled out.

Mu Bai glanced at the blood-covered body, and then at the evil tiger on the ground, which was already exhausted, showed an excited smile, and said to himself: "I said how strong this tiger is, it turns out that it is nothing more than that." ”

That being said, he understood how dangerous it had been when the situation had been imminent.

At this moment, he really understood what it meant to hang by a thread.

If it weren't for the fact that I had read more martial arts, gods and demons novels, if I hadn't kept in mind the scene when I killed the tiger, and if I hadn't been helped by the fragments of the book from the ground when I was washing my muscles and marrow, I was afraid that I would have become the belly of the evil tiger at this moment.

This body must still be a child, a child who is only ten years old, but a child who is different.

Now, after washing his muscles and marrow, his strength has become extraordinarily great, his physical body has been strengthened, and even the blood flowing in his body is countless times more majestic than before.