Another day, looking at Chifeng's departure, Ning Yue also saw the food and medicine that had been sent at some point on the side of the door???. It's been like this every day for half a month, and when I forget about the outside world and fight with Red Blade, I don't know who will send this.

In itself, he thought about deliberately paying attention to it, but when it came time to fight fiercely, he forgot all about it. said that it was a fierce battle, but in fact, it was only when he was abused unilaterally, and it was possible to resist a few more times when he was concentrated, where was there time to pay attention to the changes around him.

Ning Yue also knew in his heart that in the battle, he must not just keep his attention in front of him, he may not be able to do it by looking around, but at least he must ensure that he listens to all directions, perhaps, a deadly attack will come suddenly.

It's just that against Chifeng's terrifying strength, it's completely unnecessary, and he can't beat it without the changes around him.

Slowly untying the only piece of clothing, Ning Yue picked up a jade bottle in the tray, poured out a little light green viscous liquid in the palm of his hand, and began to apply it to his body, even if it was just training, Chifeng's wooden sword was not small, and it was still very painful to be hit directly, from his arms to his back, the bruises were very conspicuous.

"It's completely different from the method in the sect, instead of simply practicing martial arts, he pays more attention to the adaptability in actual combat, this kind of approach, is it the style of the killer organization?"

While muttering, Ning Yue also casually picked up the food on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth to chew, only a few cooking cakes, and a small plate of pickles and minced meat, but it tasted quite fragrant when he was hungry.

When Xun finished eating, he got up and waved his arms, and a faint warmth flowed through the meridians, although it brought a burst of soreness, but it made people feel as if all the discomfort in the body was released at that moment, and there was an indescribable comfort all over the body.

In his arms, and even around his body, it seems that his strength has increased a lot.

"Sure enough, I was beaten unilaterally on the surface, but my body was also a little stronger. No, it should be the enhanced coordination, not just the strength of the surface, but the principle that good steel is used on the blade, and only the most important force muscles are strengthened. Chifeng's tempering method really has the same subtleties as my own cultivation in the past, but it's a little too ruthless......"

Picked up the wooden sword again, this time, Ning Yue did not rush to swing the move, but closed his eyes to recall the previous fight, every blow of Chi Feng.

Fast, accurate, ruthless. Pursuing the limit of one-hit domination, such a trick is simply a nightmare born for killing. It wasn't any advanced martial arts, not even the lowest mortal-level lower grade, but it was even more terrifying than many of the tricks he had seen before.

The degree and strength are fully coordinated, the timing of the shot is impeccable, and the angle of the pinch is even more tricky, and it is almost impossible to defend.

With such an instantaneous judgment, it is only possible to experience the life and death wandering of the Shura field thousands of times, Ning Yue boasts that his own strength and ability are very strong among the disciples of the sect, but in the face of Chifeng, he can't give birth to the slightest pride, and it is difficult to look at it.

The swing of the sword suddenly stopped, and he rubbed his chin and wondered, "No, this shouldn't be the ability that the killer has. A real killer should be similar to an assassin, stealthily striking and killing with one hit. And Red Blade's tricks are more like the experience accumulated in head-to-head confrontation, any possible instant and one-move enemy, even if he is outnumbered, can also kill a path, this style of play, on the contrary, is like ...... Brother Sheng, red robe, terrifying swordsmanship, could it be that person...... Impossible, absolutely impossible, that person can't be a member of the Red Wolves, I think too much, right?"

In Ning Yue's mind, a figure appeared for some reason, a figure he had never seen before, but there were legends of that person everywhere in the Snow Dragon Empire, a truly powerful man who shook the Quartet.

Whether it is the common people or the generals on the battlefield, they all worship and admire it. Even if he is a disciple of the sect, he also looks forward to the heroic appearance and back of that person. The flickering red sword light on the battlefield, the legend of indestructibility everywhere he went, even if the name of that person was mentioned in several other large empires that were comparable to the Snow Dragon Empire, it made countless generals and strong men awe.

Of course, he is also the hero in Ning Yue's heart, a real strong man, what he liked to listen to most when he was a child was the story of that person, and even secretly swore that he would stand up to the sky when he grew up.

Thinking of this, he patted his head and laughed at himself: "What the hell am I guessing, how can a person from a killer organization be such a legendary figure." Probably, Chi Feng is also a person who admires the Marshal of the Imperial West, so he dresses up like that. ”

The next moment, the sound of the wooden sword roaring through the air resounded again, without a blade, the same momentum, the movements of Chi Feng were constantly replayed in his mind, Ning Yue tried his best to imitate it, although it was obviously too much difference in terms of degree or strength, but it was constantly repeated, and the deviation was decreasing again and again.

A hundred times, the degree is three points faster, closer.

Two hundred times, the sword seems to be more stable, very good.

Three hundred times, the angle is not tricky enough, and it has to be continued.

Five hundred times, smack!

The crisp cracking sound echoed in the empty room, Ning Yue watched with some surprise as the wooden sword in his hand broke from the middle, from beginning to end, he did not hit any object, but he didn't expect that just by wielding the strength, under the overlapping strength again and again, the wooden sword in his hand was out of the limit of bearing.

At the same time, he finally felt a strong feeling of weakness in his body, his legs were weak and weak, and the whole person instantly fell on his back and lay directly on the ground, as if his bones were about to fall apart.

I didn't feel it when I was moving consistently just now, but when I suddenly stopped, I was so tired.

"Five hundred times, but it still can't reach half of Chifeng's, but it's about 20% compared to the beginning, which can be regarded as progress. ”

There was still a little relief in his heart, Ning Yue closed his eyes, and seemed to be really tired, so he fell asleep like this.

When he woke up, the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was a pair of legs standing by the wall, and he hurriedly turned over together, his eyes rising at the same time, and he was a little more surprised in his heart.

"Why are you here?"

Leaning against the wall, the silver hand, who had not taken off his mask like Chi Feng, shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Curious, what is this explanation? Red Feng tempers people's ruthlessness, and most of the red wolves have experienced it. You're a good kid, you can hold on, and you're so comfortable that you even seem to be enjoying it. ”

"As long as you can really enhance your strength in the end, what does it matter if the process is a little hard and tiring?" Raising his hand and closing his five fingers one by one, Ning Yue's face became a little gloomy.

"To tell you the truth, when your commander said that you could improve my cultivation, I was tempted. Now I really need to get stronger, and I don't want to be played by others in the applause like the previous times. The pain of being powerless, in retrospect, felt like it was too useless. ”

"Any martial cultivator has his own reasons for wanting to become stronger, and those in the sect, those who work for the empire, and killer organizations like Red Wolf are all the same. And, never satisfied. In fact, isn't that the case with human beings? Having finally reached a desired goal, how many people will be satisfied? They are bound to climb to the next higher point. Where is the end of our yearning, maybe we don't have an answer in our hearts. ”

Silver Hand smiled inexplicably and raised his hand to hand out an object.

"Take it back, what is yours in itself. ”

Stretching out his hand to take it, there was no need to open it to confirm, Ning Yue also knew that the martial arts recorded in the scroll was Jian Rin Feng, and he had rummaged on his body before without success, so he expected to be taken away by the red wolf in his coma.

"You came to me for this?"

"I've been beaten by Chifeng, even if I improve, it's very unpleasant, right? With this, it can be relieved to some extent. I hope that when you officially join, you will have another battle to make up for the undecided victory. At that time, you must also be the strength of the Spirit Awakening Realm, right?"

With a wave of his hand, Silver Hand was already walking to the door.

"Goodbye. ”

When the door closed, Ning Yue couldn't help but shake his head and said with a smile: "The people in the red wolf, one is stranger than the other, but since it is back in my hands, it is just right to practice, and it is a little boring to keep recalling Chifeng's tricks to imitate." ”

The scroll slowly spread out, he sat down cross-legged, quietly swept the cultivation method recorded above, his arms changed and waved, the condensed Xuan Li in the meridians operated in an orderly manner, and a trace of aura rose in the dantian, blending with each other, and together generating a stronger horizontal power to penetrate between the five fingers that were spread.

However, instead of releasing it, the Xuan Li flowed back, and after running a circle again, it converged through the meridians again, and this time, the power condensed between his fingers was a little stronger.

"Compared to last time, it is much easier to condense, and the strength of the Nine Layers of the Yuan Martial Realm is more comfortable. ”

Standing up and dissipating the power of his fingers, Ning Yue walked to the wall at the head of the bed, reached out and grabbed a short sword hanging above, it was just for decoration, and it had not been bladed.

"Try it with this, you should be able to do it, right?"

Half an hour later, he sat panting on the floor, his arms hanging limply on the cold ground, and his dagger falling to the side.

A full twenty times, according to the method recorded in the scroll, the power of luck urged the Xuan Power in the meridians, and injected it into the blade of the short sword through the five fingers, however, there was never a single time that could stir up the wind.

In the end, Ning Yue swung his sword directly in anger, and indeed this time he slashed out a little strong wind, but it was ten times worse than the sword wind that Luo Yu used at the beginning. You must know that Luo Yu at the beginning was only the eightfold strength of the Yuanwu Realm, and he is now the ninth.

"Damn, could it be that this is a remnant and can't be cultivated at all?"

grabbed the scroll and slapped it on the ground, he just said casually, after all, this is the martial arts that Luo Yu knows, and it is obtained from him, how can it be fake?

Wait a minute, what did you get from Luo Yu?

Suddenly, Ning Yue's eyes widened, and he suddenly remembered something. After killing Luo Yu, he woke up from a coma, and the scroll was also around him, where did he get it, and whether it was complete or not, there is no way to prove.

What's more, Xiao Yin, who had worked together temporarily, has also disappeared, is there a possibility...... Actually, the real sword was taken away by her?

"Xiao Yin, will you be so ruthless, you won't even pay me a little bit, and you will leave a fake volume of martial arts?"

Yang howled, and then, Ning Yue only heard a muffled sound, the door was roughly kicked open from the outside, and an angry voice sounded immediately.

"Ning Yue, what do you mean by this, am I that kind of person?"

Subconsciously looked at it, and suddenly, Ning Yue was dumbfounded.

"Xiao Yin?"