This is the second time Wang Hao has fought with Yan San, last time, Yan San only used a sword formation, but it was broken by Wang Hao. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And this time, Wang Hao really felt how powerful the master he worshipped was.

Yan San suppressed his cultivation to the first realm of the Tianwu Realm, which was three levels lower than Wang Hao's realm, but even so, with just one move, Wang Hao fell into a disadvantage.

Yan San's sword moves were indescribably subtle, and even if Wang Hao activated the eyes of the true dragon, he couldn't completely see through them.

Wang Hao wanted to use the Longyuan Sword to resist, but he could only helplessly find that the martial arts he used were shabby in front of Yan San.

In the first move, Yan San's condensed sword qi easily avoided the Long Yuan Sword and swung towards Wang Hao's neck.

It's too late for Wang Hao to defend himself, if there is a real enemy in front of him, Wang Hao doesn't want to save himself, I'm afraid he will die.

"Stepping on the Clouds"

In a hurry, Wang Hao's feet moved slightly, making a mysterious and mysterious movement, and his body instantly got out of Yan San's attack range.

Yan Sanyi swung his sword in the air, not angry, on the contrary, his eyes glowed with bright colors.

Wang Hao didn't lie to him, this young man who had only watched himself perform his body technique three times could already perform the cloud stepping in actual combat.

A satisfied look appeared on Yan San's face, but he didn't stop immediately, instead, he changed the pace under his feet again and swung his second sword towards Wang Hao.

He wants to test whether Wang Hao is really as he said, and he has mastered ten percent of the clouds

Yan San's second sword was even faster than the first sword, not giving Wang Hao any chance to swing his sword to block, Wang Hao gritted his teeth and changed again under his feet.

"Huh"

The sword qi brushed the tip of Wang Hao's nose, causing Wang Hao to break out in a cold sweat.

The third sword followed, and Wang Hao finally understood that Yan Sanzhi would test his comprehension of the Cloud Stepping Room, and would not leave him any chance to fight back.

Wang Hao put away the Long Yuan Sword and stared at Yan San's sword qi with all his attention, he changed the pace under his feet again and again, and every dodge was extremely thrilling.

The look of satisfaction on Yan San's face became stronger and stronger, although Wang Hao was embarrassed, he was perfect in treading the clouds.

Wang Hao wanted to use the eyes of the true dragon to record the swordsmanship performed by Yan San, but he only tried to use his heart and soul once, and he was almost slashed through his chest by the sword qi.

In desperation, Wang Hao could only give up this plan and devote himself to the display of his body method.

Yan San swung a total of ninety-nine swords, just enough for Wang Hao to completely perform the ninety-nine changes in the clouds.

When Yan San put away the sword, Wang Hao's clothes were already wet with cold sweat, although only half a pillar of incense had passed, but he felt that it was longer than a day.

"Yes, you are indeed a martial arts genius that is rare in a thousand years"

Yan San praised it, turned around and walked towards the Demon Suppression Cave, and Wang Hao hurriedly followed.

The monsters in the first three layers have been killed by Wang Hao, and new monsters have not yet been born.

Yan San took Wang Hao directly to the fourth layer of the Demon Suppression Cave, and as soon as the two entered, they were attacked by a large group of monsters.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

With a wave of Yan San's hand, countless sword qi appeared out of thin air, killing all the monsters that attacked, Wang Hao was secretly shocked in his heart, Yan San's strength can be called a miracle.

The monsters were scared of being killed, and they fled towards the depths of the fourth layer, but Yan San just hooked his fingers, and the monsters that had always been huge were dragged in front of Wang Hao by an invisible force.

Yan San found a random wall and sat down, he took off the exquisite gourd on his waist and tasted the wine.

"You solve it."

Wang Hao nodded, he knew that this was the first training that Yan San had arranged for him.

This monster is not the same as the monster that Wang Hao has dealt with before, it is six feet tall, with one tail on all fours, the upper body is rich black hair, but the lower body is silver scales, and its limbs have sharp claws, exuding a metallic luster.

The monster's eyes exude a penetrating murderous intent that makes people shudder.

Wang Hao was about to summon the Long Yuan Sword to fight the monster, but was stopped by Yan San.

"Don't use Horcruxes, use this."

As he spoke, Yan San then threw an iron sword.

Wang Hao's eyes were quick, he caught the iron sword, and after just one glance, he had a bitter face.

The sword that Yan San gave him was made of the most ordinary dark iron, and he didn't even open the blade.

Wang Hao didn't know how to use this sword to deal with the demonic beast in front of him, but he didn't question Yan San.

"Master's arrangement must have a deep meaning"

Wang Hao tried to inject Yuan Li into the sword, and since the sword was not bladed, he condensed the sword qi himself and created the sword blade

Something unexpected happened, Wang Hao's Yuan Li could not be injected into the sword body at all.

Wang Hao was stunned, the Xuantie Sword in his hand was obviously idiosyncratic, very similar to the Arrogant Crazy Sword he created for Jia Houwei, and it could not bless any Yuan Force.

"What's the difference between this and an iron bar?"

Wang Hao didn't have time to think about it, the monster in front of him had already come to his senses, and his face was fierce.

"Roar"

The monster that had already lost its mind, after being smashed by Yan San, became even more violent, it roared angrily, stretched out a claw, and slapped towards Wang Hao.

The terrain is narrow, and the size of the monster is large, even if Wang Hao has learned the infinite mystery of stepping on the clouds, he will not be able to use it at this time.

He held the Darkiron Sword horizontally in front of him, and used the blade to block the monster's attack.

"Boom"

The huge impact made Wang Hao tremble, and the rocks under his feet shattered instantly.

"That's a lot of strength"

Wang Hao swung his Xuantie Sword to block the attack of the demonic beast, and then he jumped high and slashed towards the monster's neck

"Smack"

The Xuantie Sword collided with the monster's body, making a heavy impact sound, but the monster only stumbled over its body, but Wang Hao's wrist was painful to death because of the force of the rebound.

"Far from helping me kill enemies, this Dark Iron Sword has limited my play."

Wang Hao secretly calculated, he suddenly found that he could only exert thirty percent of his true strength by using this Xuantie Sword.

"It's better to be bare-handed"

Although he thought so in his heart, Wang Hao did not throw away the sword in his hand, he used his swordsmanship and fought with the monster.

Although it can't seriously injure the monster, every sword of Wang Hao can cause it a certain amount of damage, and the damage adds up to a lot, and it is only a matter of time before the monster falls.

Yan San casually observed Wang Hao's battle on the side, and shook his head slightly.

After a stick of incense, Wang Hao finally killed the monster, he was sweating profusely and gasping for breath.

Yan San asked a little helplessly: "Boy, who taught you those swordsmanship techniques you just performed?"

"I taught myself everything."

Wang Hao didn't lie, except for the ten thousand swords that Zhao Lao gave him to return to the sect at the beginning, the rest of the martial arts were derived from the scrolls left by the ancestor master, and he taught himself.

"It seems that there is no one to guide you, and you have taken a lot of detours."

Yan San stood up and took out a Xuantie sword again in the Yuan Ring.

"Master is in a good mood today, teach you two tricks, how much you can learn, it depends on your understanding."

As he spoke, Yan San raised the sword in his hand and asked Wang Hao, "How to swing the sword, the fastest"

Wang Hao was puzzled, Yan San opened his mouth and said: "The sword that pierces directly, the fastest"

Wang Hao is embarrassed, he naturally understands this truth.

Yan San seemed to see through Wang Hao's thoughts, and asked rhetorically: "Do you think that what I said is nonsense?"

Wang Hao's face was embarrassed, although he thought so in his heart, he couldn't say it, he respected the teacher, he still understood this truth.

"Draw your sword at me."

Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, and Yan San repeated again, "Shoot your sword at me." ”

Wang Hao nodded, raised the sword in his hand and stabbed towards Yan San, and at the same time as he made a move, Yan San also raised the sword in his hand.

The same movement, the same strength, but when the sword in Wang Hao's hand was still two inches away from Yan San, Yan San's sword was already pointed at Wang Hao's throat.

The expression on Wang Hao's face finally became solemn, and he pleaded: "Please master demonstrate it again."

Yan San fulfilled Wang Hao's request, and this time, Wang Hao opened the eyes of the true dragon.

Under the observation of the eyes of the true dragon, Wang Hao completely recorded the trajectory of the movement of the Yuan Force in Yan San's body, the order of the arm muscles, and the timing of the sword.

He closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

Yan San didn't disturb Wang Hao's contemplation, martial arts practice, he could only lead Wang Hao to get started, as for how Wang Hao could go, it all depended on his understanding and creation.

This time of contemplation, Wang Hao spent a long time, and the scene of Yan San's sword was constantly replayed in his mind, a hundred thousand times.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Hao suddenly opened his eyes, the clothes on his body were windless, and a fierce momentum erupted from his body

Wang Hao raised the sword in his hand again and stabbed forward, this time, the speed of the sword was as fast as a bolt of lightning

"Bang Bang Bang"

Yan San applauded, "In one day, you can understand the skills I taught you, not bad"

Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, although he was only deducing in his heart, it took too much of his mental energy.

"Give you half a day off, and after half a day, I'll teach you the next trick."

Hearing Yan San's words, Wang Hao was overjoyed, and he followed Yan San to learn kendo, and his progress was more than a hundred times faster than if he groped alone

Fifteen days later, Wang Hao learned all the twelve sword skills taught by Yan San, although it was still a little jerky compared to Yan San's performance, but Wang Hao's kendo strength was advancing by leaps and bounds.

A monster of the same strength, also using the Xuantie Sword, this time with only five moves, Wang Hao solved it.

"Boy, I heard that you are in Zhu Luona, and you chose the dripping sword technique as a reward"

Wang Hao nodded, "That's true." ”

Yan San said with a smile, "Although I haven't learned this drop of water sword technique, I have heard of it, and it is very difficult to cultivate, but after Dacheng, it can be regarded as a rare sword technique." ”

"However, the style of dripping swordsmanship is soft, and it is more suitable for defensive counterattacks with seven points of defense and three points of offense."

"You have learned the body technique of stepping on the clouds, and the defensive martial arts dripping sword technique is enough for you to use before the Lingwu realm, you can't chew too much, learn a hundred moves, it is better to specialize in one style, I will teach you another set of offensive martial arts, it is enough."

"This set of martial arts is called Fengyun Twelve"

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