Chapter 11: Chasing the Wind and the Sword

Xue Wushuang's eyes were dazzling, and in her smart beautiful eyes, she reflected an elegant beautiful boy, the sword speed was as fast as lightning, and the sword light was dazzling, she couldn't see it clearly, she was going to despair, such a perverted swordsmanship was just the lowest introductory swordsmanship, how could she learn it.

The last style of swordsmanship was completed, Jiang Baiyu's long sword hung to the ground, his forehead was sweating, the cultivation of the dark path was too low, the strength of his physique was not enough, his body's reaction could not keep up with the operation of his brain at all, and the fast sword chasing the wind could only exert a powerful force, which was not enough to see at all.

Bang Bang Bang!

Xue Wushuang clapped his hands and cheered, "Wow, good swordsmanship!"

"Where's it, do you understand?" Jiang Baiyu sat back on the sofa and put his long sword on the coffee table.

Xue Wushuang's little face turned red, and he said weakly: "Uncle, your swordsmanship is too fast, I can't see it clearly, can you cast it again?"

Jiang Baiyu smiled bitterly, if he used it again, he would have to lie down tiredly, and Xue Wushuang couldn't see clearly, the Wind Chasing Sword was a top-grade swordsmanship, and for Xue Wushuang, the grade was very high.

The grades of exercises are divided into: lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, best grade, king grade, holy grade, heavenly grade, legend, epic, and myth.

The Wind Chasing Sword exerted ten percent of its power, and there was no one who used the sword at all, only a storm of sword rain swept by, and the enemy could not defend against it, and the sword pierced and died, and there was no escape.

"Sit cross-legged across from me, open your heart, and I'll teach you the quickest way possible. Jiang Baiyu said.

"Hmm!" Xue Wushuang obediently meditated cross-legged, pointing angrily at the sky, and the aura gathered.

Looking at the middle finger of the snow girl, Jiang Baiyu had a strange expression, pressing his palm on the snow Wushuang Tianling cover, chasing the wind and fast sword skills in his mind, and injecting the aura into Xue Wushuang's mind, imprinted as an indelible memory.

In the early stage of the revival of aura, the ancient martial arts sects in the world rose one after another, and countless exercise cheats appeared.

Martial artists get the secret book of exercises, without the master to teach the secrets, ten years of penance may not necessarily get started, it has to do with high qualifications, has nothing to do with hard work, it is completely wrong to teach the method.

The realm of another dimension is opened, and the dimensional creatures burst out a variety of exercise cards, and the awakened person uses the aura to open the exercise card, which is directly integrated and imprinted in the mind, and the exercise card is a one-time item, and it will be dissipated into aura after use.

After years of research, human beings have pioneered the method of imprinting exercises, and through continuous improvement, the exercises can be directly imprinted in the mind through spiritual power, and become the memory of those who receive the exercises.

The premise of imprinting is that the person receiving the exercise is willing, and forcibly imprinting will fail.

After the exercise was completed, Jiang Baiyu stood up, found that Xue Wushuang looked confused, and had not yet come to his senses, leading the orange cat to the outside of the villa, absorbing the residual aura between heaven and earth.

Xue Wushuang was stunned, sat quietly for a long night, and replayed it over and over again in his mind, the handsome young man in white clothes like snow, standing proudly in the void with a sword, and performing the wonderful scene of chasing the wind and fast sword, could not linger.

The handsome young man is full of arrogance, elegant and chic, his swordsmanship is clean and neat, and his sword is like the wind, it is impossible for a person to be so handsome, he is completely a land sword immortal.

Xue Wushuang opened his eyes, the sky was already bright, and the handsome young man in his mind and the shadow of Jiang Baiyu perfectly coincided, and they were definitely the same person.

"Uncle, where have you been?"

Xue Wushuang shouted, looked around the hall, there was no figure of Jiang Baiyu, ran all over every corner of the villa, and did not find Jiang Baiyu and orange cat, on the coffee table on the fourth floor, there were five million piled up, and no one paid attention to the garbage.

Finally, on the dining table, baked bread and ham were found, as well as a sticky note.

Snow girl, brother went out to play a wild field, come back to see you in a few days, the last week has been chaotic outside, don't go out yourself, practice swords at home, I'll come back to check.

Signed: A generation of beautiful men - Jiang Baiyu

"Narcissistic bad guy, dare to run away from home, it turns out that your name is Jiang Baiyu, fried or braised, steamed or barbecued, two barbecue grills are enough, and when you come back and roast you...... Bastard!"

Xue Wushuang was so annoyed that he grinded his teeth in anger, and the small flame that had just opened in love was extinguished in an instant.

took out the mobile phone and dialed Jiang Baiyu's number, prompted the user that he was not in the service area, and did not respond to the message with Wei Liao, so angry that Xue Wushuang was helpless.

"Bad uncle, dare to release my pigeons, I'll chop and chop!"

grabbed the remnant snow sword, Xue Wushuang's long hair fluttered, dancing the long sword wildly, and the white skirt fluttered, like a fairy, beautiful.

The sky was cloudy, it was raining lightly, and there were few pedestrians on the streets, and one man and one cat walked on foot.

"Ding Dong! +100 Evil Thoughts from Xue Wushuang."

"Haha, it's right to hate me, my brother is a beautiful man like the wind. Jiang Baiyu smiled, strolling on the long street, above the tall city gate tower in the distance, carved with two huge seal characters of Shenshui.

The bronze gates were closed, and armed guards stood in front of them, apparently revived, fearing chaos.

Jiang Baiyu's body was as light as a swallow, leading the orange cat to jump over the city wall, and fluttered down to the outside of the city, rushing straight to the Devil's Clutch Mountain Range hundreds of miles away.

The Devil's Palm Mountain Range is shrouded in white mist, and the five 10,000-meter peaks form a giant palm, standing on the top of the mountain surrounded by mountains, which is shocking from a distance.

On the spacious highway, a man and a cat ran like a fly, rushing towards the Devil's Clutch Mountains in the distance.

The driving vehicles looked sideways, swept the river white fish with disdain, a beggar outfit full of holes, and the orange cat was a rural pastoral cat, which was unbearable.

Five off-road motorcycles galloped side by side, soon more than one man and one cat, five knights in leather clothes and leather pants, willow spike leather boots, carrying heavy leather bags, at first glance it was not to go fishing.

The black-faced knight turned his head, glanced at the handsome Jiang Baiyu, and said jokingly: "Stinky food, run so quickly to reincarnate." ”

Jiang Baiyu was expressionless, ignoring the person who spoke, and accelerated past the off-road motorcycle.

"Ciao, run really fast, be careful to hit the big card pock, and break your bones. ”

The black-faced knight made a provocative remark, and the man in sunglasses next to him interrupted him and scolded him unceremoniously.

"Hei San shut up, are you looking for death, didn't you see that it was an awakened martial artist, that kid awakened quickly, and that cat was an awakened animal. ”

"Brother, you don't awaken your divine power, just go up and do it, no matter how fast you are, it's useless. The black belly sneered.

", you know a fart, you haven't beaten the king, you don't understand obscene development, and you're going to die. ”

Tie Nan's face was full of depression, he pointed to the Devil's Palm Mountain in the distance, and said solemnly: "When I enter the mountain, give me a clever point, I deserve to die." ”

The five motorcycles accelerated forward, and soon overtook Jiang Baiyu, Hei San was scolded, holding his breath with a nest fire, and the stinky one dared to look more handsome than me, turned his head and snorted, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and flew straight to Jiang Baiyu behind.

Jiang Baiyu dodged sideways, locked on the black three who was speeding by, his eyes flashed murderously, and then disappeared, taking the orange cat into the grass and taking a shortcut into the Devil's Palm Mountain.