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The moment the scroll opened, Qin Hao was shocked by the fierce momentum that rushed to his face! There was no text on the scroll, but an anatomy diagram of the bones of his right arm, on which each meridian was marked, as well as the method of spiritual power operation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jin Can's right arm bone, as if he was alive, plunged into Qin Hao's sea of knowledge, and made thousands of swing movements, coherently, and as if he was still moving.

Simply take out the sword, close the momentum, and then make the sword...... Countless repetitions, there is no subtlety, so this scroll is only positioned as the lower grade of the Yellow Order, the most chicken fighting skill.

One of the powerful lies in the fact that in an extremely special and domineering way, all the spiritual power of the whole body is compressed into the right arm, which greatly improves the muscle mobility.

However, cultivating this volume of exercises is fraught with danger. The requirements for the toughness of the meridians alone are extremely high, and if one does not leave a nerve vein, it may explode directly in the entire right arm.

No matter how you look at it, this volume of exercises doesn't look like it's for people to cultivate. It's more like cultivating for those powerful shape-shifting demon beasts.

After all, after the decline of the body refiners thousands of years ago, all human beings cultivated qi, and the body meridians were pitifully fragile, unable to withstand the high-intensity spiritual power compression of this volume of exercises.

However, Qin Hao didn't have to worry about this at all. After cultivating the Shura Prajna Gong, his physical strength was comparable to that of a demon beast, and his meridians were completely capable of withstanding a huge amount of spiritual power. This volume of exercises seems to have been tailor-made for him.

Being able to find such a treasure, Qin Hao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and he was in a happier mood.

The remnant sun was about to fall, Qin Hao no longer hesitated, and then picked up the scroll, put it in his arms and prepared to leave. Tomorrow, go to the auction to find a good long sword, and you can practice your fighting skills......

As everyone knows, the moment Qin Hao picked up the fighting skills, the old man who was reading quietly put down the book for the first time in a hundred years, his expression was solemn and gloomy for a long time, and finally collapsed on the Taishi chair, rubbing his temples tiredly.

"Sure enough, it's that man's child. The old man muttered, looking like he was reminiscing, "Three hundred years later, do you still miss her......"

Thinking of this, the old man's expression was solemn again, he touched his chin, and said to himself in a deep voice, "That's it, since you want to make trouble, I will fulfill your ......"

When he walked to the old man's side, Qin Hao habitually bowed slightly, as a greeting to leave.

But at this moment, an old and majestic voice sounded, "Do you know that this fighting skill of yours is to be used in conjunction with a sword. ”

The sudden sound made Qin Hao's body tremble. Then he looked up and saw the old man looking at him with calm eyes.

From his gaze, Qin Hao didn't feel any hostility. So, he calmly looked at the old man for a breath, and asked in a gentle voice, "Does the senior know the origin of this fighting technique?"

"That's right. The old man's voice was still calm, and he couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations, "The fighting technique is called the Emperor Destroying Attack, which was obtained by the royal palace three hundred years ago by destroying a demon. ”

Hearing this, Qin Hao couldn't help but gasp. The demon that can make the Qin Wangfu spend troops to exterminate must be a giant, and the Yellow Order Exercises left behind should be even more profound.

"The Emperor Exterminator uses an ordinary weapon, and it can't exert its power because it consumes too much of the human body. ”

Qin Hao nodded at the right time, acknowledging this. The technique called Emperor Destroying Strike, while compressing the spiritual power and increasing the speed, the resistance generated by the weapon to the arm will also be superimposed several times.

The old man said to himself, and with that, he took out a black wooden box about the length of his arm from the drawer on the counter. "This sword is called Xue Lan, and it can be used in conjunction with the Emperor Exterminator Strike. ”

Following the old man's meaning, Qin Hao opened the wooden box, and at first glance, it was empty. But when you look closely, you can vaguely see a slender sword body that is as thin as a cicada and no more than an inch wide.

If this is a sword, why does it only have the tip of the sword and not the handle? When fighting with others, you can't hold the tip of the sword.

Just when Qin Hao was puzzled, the old man made a move that shocked him. I saw him gently blow towards the box, and the crystal clear sword body inside slowly floated into the air with the small air flow blowing, swirling like a piece of paper, but it did not fall.

"A drop of blood on the sword, if it can be recognized, then the sword will belong to you. The old man retracted a little and said in a solemn voice.

This old man with a mysterious identity, since he was able to guard the Treasure Pavilion, he must be a member of the Qin family, and it was impossible for him to harm himself. So, with the mentality of being suspicious, Qin Hao bit his fingertips, and lightly popped out a drop of blood, which just landed on the sword body.

At this moment, the sword body suddenly erupted with a brilliant alternating red and black luster, as if dark red blood was about to condense and surged into the hall, bathing the two of them in this rich blood light.

Qin Hao had an inexplicable connection with the long sword named Xue Lan. The sword was like an extension of the arm, firmly attached to the back of the hand, not hurting itself, but strong.

I tried to swing it twice, but I found that the long sword named Xue Lan didn't have any weight, as if it was dancing in the air. Qin Hao couldn't help but be overjoyed, he had picked up the treasure this time!

The Emperor Exterminator Strike, each time the spiritual power is compressed to double the previous one, the speed and strength will also be doubled, which also means that the load of the weapon itself on the person is doubled, according to this, the Xue Lan Sword and the Emperor Exterminator Strike are really a perfect match.

However, as the saying goes, if you have nothing to do, you will be either a traitor or a thief. Although Qin Hao didn't want to think badly of the old man, he couldn't help but ask, "Why did the senior give me such a precious sword?"

"The reason is simple. The old man seemed to have anticipated his question, so he replied calmly, "Because in this world, you are the only one who can control the Xue Lan Sword." ”

This explanation made Qin Hao confused. But any high-level magic weapon, anyone can refine it to recognize the master, the old man said that only he can use this sword in the world, it is too exaggerated.

"So, what about the last master?" Qin Hao was driven by curiosity, so he asked, "Is it already dead?"

"So to speak. The old man stroked his beard and said indifferently, "But she is still alive, but it is equivalent to death." ”

Qin Hao was puzzled, how could he say that death was equivalent to death? He couldn't understand the mystery in the old man's words, so he asked sincerely, "I don't understand the meaning of your words. ”

"There are many ways to kill a person, and it is not just a death of exhaustion. The old man stroked the quaint animal skin book in his hand and smiled meaningfully at Qin Hao.

"Logging must be eradicated, killing people must be punished, not seeking to die, but erasing all mortal causes. ”

Let's go --

The scroll in his hand fell to the ground, Qin Hao's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle, cold sweat soaked his back, and he stood in place in a daze, his lips trembled, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

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