Chapter 107: Re-understanding the Sword Move
Long Yanran put the sword in front of him with both hands, and then lifted it up, and the next moment, the whole person rose into the air, quite like a flying immortal outside the sky. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
When the wolf saw that he had pounced, he was naturally angry and angry.
It craned its neck and looked at the faint shadow in the sky, as if it was demonstrating.
The blurred figure in front of him became clearer and clearer, and gradually there was already the outline of a person, who else could it be? Naturally, it was Long Yanran.
Holding the sword in her right hand, she swooped down from the sky, and from time to time there were sword lights on the tip of the sword.
The black wolf's body shook uncontrollably, as if he also realized that the situation was not good, and the next moment he was ready to run away.
Is that all? Long Yanran's attack had already firmly locked on it, and seeing that the black wolf was already timid, the sword in her right hand flew out.
Maybe the wolf should have died, but for some reason, the finger curling didn't hit it, but just slashed at the side of its head, and the blade was plunged deep into the ground, causing a small movement.
The stumps and leaves on the ground were scattered in an uproar, and the "crackling" sound sounded again.
It's just that no one noticed that the calmness on his face was as calm as Long Yanran killed the black wolf with one palm, and he was silent.
The moment Long Yanran landed, her footsteps couldn't help but stumble a few steps, but fortunately, Shen Dong had been beside her all the time, and hurriedly stepped forward to support her, so that she would not fall to the ground.
"Senior sister, go and rest first. Shen Dong helped Long Yanran, and the two of them walked straight to a big tree in front of them, of course, next to the tree, it was the egg that emitted a faint red light.
"Senior brother, how was my trick just now?" Long Yanran leaned against the big tree at this time and asked with some eagerness.
Rao is Shen Dong's character who is not very good at words, and this time he praised it without reservation, "If I'm not mistaken, the sword of the junior sister just now could have hit that black wolf, right?" As he spoke, he didn't forget to turn his head sideways and point to the breakfast, no, it should be said to be lunch now.
The latter did not speak, but nodded slightly, indicating acquiescence.
"The junior sister's original shocking spirit is the top-down momentum, firmly locking the opponent. Shen Dong stood up as he spoke.
The person who was pacing slowly to and fro, at this time, was carrying his hands behind his back, like a grandmaster, everyone.
"But now, on the basis of Jinghong's original power, the junior sister has made some changes, which has to be admired. Shen Dong said, and didn't forget to give a thumbs up.
Good words are warm in three winters, and bad words are hurtful and cold in June, and this praise is no less than flowers.
"Volleying out the sword, can prevent some masters in light skills from escaping, and the sword is then struck out with a palm, this chain of attacks can not be described as unintelligent, even if it is a top master, I am afraid it may not be able to please well. ”
"Really?" Long Yanran originally just wanted to let her senior brother evaluate it casually, but now when she heard this comment, she was really overjoyed.
The latter just nodded affirmatively, as if it was an incomparable recognition of her.
"How is that better than the third senior brother?" It's just that the girl's curiosity is always like the wild grass that grows again in the spring breeze, endlessly.
"Don't talk about the wind, even if it's Xiao Qi..." Shen Dong suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, hurriedly shut his mouth, looked up at Long Yanran, and saw that the latter really had some different colors, and secretly said badly.
"Even Senior Brother Daofeng, under such a blow from Senior Sister, Bao Zhun will have to be in a hurry for a while, but..."Long Yanran was originally happy in her heart, but when she heard the word "but", she naturally had some doubts.
"Senior brother, but what's the matter?"
"Senior sister, this move of yours is shocking, first of all, it is undeniable that the power is huge, and it is not difficult to sweep the masters of the same realm, I am afraid that even if it is higher than your realm, it is not easy to get benefits in your hands. ”
People are self-aware, Long Yanran naturally knows her own catties, and when she heard the other party say this, she couldn't help but nod.
"But although the power is great, but there are also limitations, one is that you pay attention to this move by surprise, attack it unprepared, to strike first, the focus is on a "fast" word. Second, once the amazing moves of Dan Wei's ability break out, the physical consumption is generally very large, and the internal force passes quickly. ”
Listening to the other party's words, Long Yanran was really impressed and worshipped.
This trick is shocking, and the emphasis is on serial attacks, one move is not solved, and the latter move comes, but after this series of tosses, the consumption of the body is also greater.
Originally, the reason why she improved this move was to prevent her attack from running away before the enemy landed, but now after intercepting it with a flying sword and attacking people with a palm technique, this problem has been completely solved.
However, this move was extremely physically demanding, and just once, she found that the internal force was nearly three times higher than usual.
"Senior sister, don't worry, when we go back to the Guigu faction, you can show it to the master, I think his old man will definitely be able to solve this problem of huge internal force consumption." Of course, Shen Dong saw Long Yanran's worries, and hurriedly comforted him.
"Senior Brother, can you tell me what kind of person Senior Brother Seven is?"
Shen Dong didn't know how to pick up this topic, but it wasn't entirely that he didn't want to say it.
The seven sons of Guigu have their own strengths, if they are placed in the various sects of the world, they are all master-level existences, but they have always been low-key and introverted, and rarely walk around the rivers and lakes, so there are not many legends about them in the martial arts.
In the Guigu faction, Po Zhan is undoubtedly the one in power, and he divides his ability into several categories, all of which are taught to the seventh son.
The relationship between the seven sons is a little delicate, not that it is bad, but there is one thing that they never talk about themselves with each other, at least when they do talk, they rarely mention it.
They are directly under their own masters, that is, they break the array, and they generally tell them what to do and what he is going to do.
Regarding Mo Yan's confinement, it was first said that he secretly practiced forbidden skills, but later some people said that he went crazy, and then what was actually lovesick and betrayed the Guigu faction, etc., in short, they said their own things, and there are countless versions.
"Senior brother, if you don't say it, forget it, I'll rest for a while. Long Yanran looked at Shen Dong, who was embarrassed and embarrassed, and she didn't plan to embarrass him, not only did she want to rest, but she also understood some of the reasons.
Seeing the woman in front of him leaning against the tree with his eyes closed, he stepped aside to dispose of the corpse of the black wolf, you know, they have not eaten since they got up.
Shen Dong was very busy, but it was okay, the rain in the sky was like timely rain washing the black wolf's body.
Long Yanran rested quietly, and this quiet atmosphere was not bad.
Let's talk about the bear and the rabbit, the furball and the white snow, as a carnivore, the furball can be said to be the meat that he likes the most, so he had to stare at Shen Dong with a blank eye, hoping that he could be faster.
Bai Xue was looking for fresh and delicious little shoots, small grass, and hairballs without saying a word, and slapped it heavily on the head.