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In Qimu's house, the sound of swords colliding sounded one after another.

"Swordsmanship, cut off the stream!"

There was no longer a brilliant sword light, it was just a Qingfeng long sword that was so fast that people couldn't see it clearly.

Shuo Mao's expression was slightly solemn, and the white fangs struck the long sword like lightning.

Then Shuo Mao's pupils shrank, and the tooth blade turned instantly, ignoring the approaching blade, but stabbed straight into the void three inches next to the long sword.

"Senior Shuomao, it's too sharp." Ming Yuan sighed helplessly.

"Obviously, the timing of the illusion was well grasped, but it was still discovered."

As he spoke, Ming Yuan's original body was disillusioned, and the Qingfeng Sword appeared at the position where the White Fang Blade was stabbed.

When, the white fang's blade was on the tip of the sword, and after the sword momentum held each other for a moment, Ming Yuan was forced to retreat.

"Swordsmanship, a flash!"

Unlike the broken stream, the bright sword light lit up, and it was unusually bright.

Shuo Mao, who was looking directly at the sword light, narrowed his eyes for a moment, and then swung his sword according to his instinct.

When, it was stabbed straight at the tip of the sword.

The corners of Ming Yuan's mouth twitched.

I just used two illusions, one is the illusion of light that stimulates vision, and the other is the illusion of location deception, however...... Shuo Mao still hit the tip of the sword with his instincts. Is he a monster?

Ming Yuan took a deep breath and gathered his scattered mind.

"Senior, thanks to you, this is my new half-trick."

"Yan Hui, pre-style!"

The Qingfeng Sword stabbed out in a mysterious posture, and a sense of crisis surged out of Shuo Mao's heart.

"This is?!"

The space seemed to be folded, and the sword blade that Ming Yuan stabbed out from more than ten meters away came to Shuo Mao's front in an instant.

For the first time in twenty days, Shuomao retreated.

Although the White Fang Blade was still slashed at the strongest point of the Blue Blade, Shuo Mao took a step back. Twenty days of fierce fighting, this is the first time Ming Yuan has done this.

I quit myself. Shuo Mao looked at Ming Yuan, who collapsed to the ground and gasped for breath, with some emotion, if it was just a clash of swords, how long had he not retreated? I can't remember exactly, I don't know how many sword masters I've challenged, and no one can let myself take a step back.

The only time he avoided it was when he was competing with a wandering samurai he met more than ten years ago. Now, a child under the age of ten has managed to take a step back.

I can't tell what it's like, but I feel and appreciate it.

"That sword just now could be faster, but you couldn't use it." Shuo Mao said softly.

Ming Yuan's face was as pale as paper, and he smiled bitterly: "My realm is not enough, I can't comprehend the essence of that sword, I just forcibly use it." “

The swordsmanship advancement he exchanged was not the kind of cramming method for initiation. It's just that the content of swordsmanship is imprinted in your mind, so that you have a preliminary understanding, and if you want to practice the above swordsmanship, you have to rely on your own understanding and hard work. This is also the reason why the exchange price of the advanced detailed explanation of swordsmanship is so cheap, after all, few people will come to ponder it when they have a quick method.

Shuo Mao nodded: "Your illusion and swordsmanship are also more proficient. If you were a little more advanced in illusion and could use four or even five of those tricks at the same time, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hit your sword easily. “

"But even if it's like this now, even if Yuluo is promoted to Shangnin, you're almost fifty percent sure that you will win the duel."

Ming Yuan stood up from the ground and bowed respectfully to Shuo Mao: "Thank you very much for the teachings of Shuo Mao's seniors, otherwise I would never have made such great progress!" “

Shuo Mao did not evade, but said: "I'm afraid the war is not far away, and I may not have time to go home in the future." ”

"If you have time, come here to eat with Ying and talk to her."

"She likes to eat seven-colored meatballs, and the shop closes before six o'clock, so occasionally bring me two skewers for her. Don't bring too much, there is too much sugar on it, and eating too much is not good for your health. ”

Ming Yuan nodded heavily.

A trace of worry flashed in Shuomao's eyes: "The due date, there are still more than four months, I hope I can ...... Let's hope. “

……

When he returned to his home, thinking of Shuo Mao's serious teaching in the past twenty days, and Ying's smiling appearance in the past twenty days, and then thinking of the deserted Qimu family house he saw in the original book, an emotion grew in Ming Yuan's heart.

"I don't know how Ying died in the original book, and I don't care if Shuo Mao was a victim of political struggle or committed suicide out of guilt. Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not letting these things happen! ”

"No matter how the plot changes, no matter how it changes in the future, I will never allow it!"

In the system space, a new task is generated.

"Legendary Quest: Guardian of the Bonds. Ruthless and gentle on the outside, and gentle on the inside, and sometimes gentle and sometimes cunning, the deep bonds generated in the twenty days will never be destroyed by anything, and neither will fate. “

"Save Ying's life and change the fate of White Fang!"

"Quest Rewards: The system believes that no reward is more precious than this bond. The system will occasionally be so willful once~~"

Ming Yuan smiled.

I thought there was no emotion in the system, but I didn't expect there to be an unexpected warm side. (Actually, it's the author's willfulness~)

"If you want to change your fate, you still need enough strength."

"The advanced technique recorded in the Book of Illusions should be able to be tried now. system, redeem the materials needed for illusion burning. “

A bottle of phantom demon blood consumes 100 points of divine power, and a plant of mist exquisiteness consumes 60 points of divine power......

Adding up the bits and pieces, Ming Yuan used nearly three hundred points of divine power to exchange the materials needed for the illusion burning.

Illusion burning, alongside illusion timing, is one of the advanced techniques recorded in the Book of Illusions. Cutting through the flesh and skin on the surface of the body, a special material can be used to create a surgical circuit on the surface of the body that can store illusions.

Illusion timer, which can pre-set the activation time and interruption time of illusion. The description seems simple, but the actual difficulty is rare and terrifying, and the effect is amazing. In Ming Yuan's opinion, this technique can make the simplest illusion become a top-level illusion that confuses the real and the unreal.

Think about it, when an enemy disrupts Chakra's intent to break an illusion, your pre-set illusion is automatically disabled, and then reactivates it a second later. Then, in the eyes of the enemy, he has broken the illusion and now sees the real scene, but in fact he is still in the illusion. After several repetitions, when the illusion is actually lifted, in the eyes of the enemy, has the illusion been lifted? Is what is in front of you real or unreal? The world will become a nightmare in his eyes, and it will be difficult to distinguish between real and illusory.

The difficulty of illusion burning is much lower than that of illusion timing, but the materials are rare. But under the ability of the system, Ming Yuan saves the effort of collecting materials.

Launching illusions at several people at the same time, or launching more than four illusions at the same time, with Ming Yuan's current illusion attainments, he couldn't do it at all. But if he successfully burned the technique circuit on his body, with the help of it, Ming Yuan would be able to accomplish these things.

Once completed, Ming Yuan's strength will be another leap.

……

Snort!

The sharp knife slashed across the body, easily slicing through the flesh, and red blood flowed out.

A dull grunt of pain resounded in Ming Yuan's house all night, and it didn't stop until dawn.