"Great. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xiaochen exclaimed in surprise and jumped down from the treetops, "Uncle Xuanling, this time I hit a lot of luck, look at you, what is this?" As he spoke, Xiaochen handed the booklet given to him by Ximen Wangyue to Huang Cheng.

"What is this?" Huang Cheng also asked with interest.

"The experience of practicing the exercises records a lot of tips and techniques for using moves." Xiaochen's eyes lit up and he introduced Huang Cheng.

"Hey, hey, you're okay, do you think everyone is like you? Who's going to fight you one move at a time. Huang Cheng wanted to remind Xiaochen that the monk's battle was comparable to that of an extraordinary person, and it was easy to smash out deadly spells, no matter how bad it was, it would release a flying sword magic weapon, and a few people would be like mortals with face-to-face dismantling moves.

"You don't understand, this is my newly researched combat method, which is very suitable for me, with this cheat, it is really like a tiger, haha." Xiaochen was in a good mood and told Huang Cheng about the fighting methods he had figured out these days.

But Huang Cheng obviously didn't want to get entangled with Xiaochen about any problems, because no matter what the problem was, the result of entanglement with Xiaochen would be to generate more new problems, and there would never be an exception.

After Xiaochen accepted the booklet of Ximen Wangyue, he and Huang Cheng left Tang Han City directly in the evening, when they left Tang Han City, the sky had begun to snow, and the heavy snow that had been brewing for a long time still fell at the last time, and he crossed the Xuanyuan Ancient Temple on the way to the Xuanhuang Mountain Range.

The Xuanhuang Mountains lie between the extreme northern ice field and Zhongzhou, stretching for millions of miles, cutting off the two places, the south side of the mountain range is like spring all the year round, the number of flowers and plants is shady, and the north side is covered with heavy snow all day long, and the wonders of spring and winter are formed on the top of the mountain.

Xiaochen and Huang Cheng were in the valley to the south at this time, and after the two came to the Xuanhuang Mountain Range, they couldn't find the location of the Xuanyuan Tomb and were trying to figure out a way.

Xiaochen's principle has always been to walk and walk, and he will always find it, so he used this as an excuse to read the pamphlet given to him by Ximen Mochizuki on the tree.

After watching it for a while, Xiaochen also had to praise Ximen Wangyue's good eyesight, presumably he had watched Xiaochen's competition, and he could also see that although Xiaochen won frequently, he had sufficient strength in his moves, and his spiritual transformation was insufficient.

"Anyway, we can't find Xuanyuan Tomb, Uncle Xuanling, why don't you come and practice with me, how about it?" Xiaochen got the new "treasure", and he couldn't bear to learn it immediately, so he had to ask Huang Cheng for help.

"I don't know these moves, how can I practice with you?" Huang Cheng thought that Xiaochen asked her to practice with him like a mortal martial artist.

"yes." Xiaochen also showed a look of embarrassment, and then suddenly realized, "Uncle Xuanling, you control the flying sword, and I will resist it, how about it?" ”

"You can't go crazy, the power of the flying sword, how can you take it now, or do you think it's time to kill yourself to thank the world?" Hearing this, Huang Cheng was a little angry, Xiaochen, a little monk in the early stage of qi refining, although he was also a physical cultivation monk, but he dared to say that taking his own flying sword was really no different from looking for death, it must be known that in the early stage of fetal formation, he could only initially control the flying sword, but the huge force brought by the flying sword attack could not be controlled, which was a fatal attack for a monk of the same level.

"It's okay, try a sword first, even if you can't catch it, if you receive a sword, I won't lose my life, besides, do you think I look like someone who will joke with my life?" Xiaochen naturally knew how dangerous it was to catch the flying sword now, but he was in a hurry to practice martial arts and was confident in his body, so he decided to give it a try.

Xiaochen has practiced for many years, and has been transformed and tempered by the origin qi of heaven and earth, and his physical strength is probably the best in the world for monks of the same level, and it should still be possible to take the flying sword of Huang Cheng's early fetus, besides, take a step back, as Xiaochen said, even if he can't take it, he will be stabbed with a sword, and it is impossible to have a danger of life.

Huang Cheng knew that Xiaochen was very arrogant, he seemed to be stupid and stupid, crazy, but in fact, he was thoughtful and thoughtful, and he could always think about his actions.

"Then try it first, a sword will stab you into a dead rabbit, don't blame me." After figuring it out, Huang Cheng no longer had any worries.

Xiaochen put away the booklet and summoned Biliu to stand aside, Huang Cheng also took out the flying sword, after Xiaochen shouted to start, Huang Cheng drove the flying sword to rush towards Xiaochen.

The imperial envoy flying sword, it requires considerable cultivation, and the same destructive power is also extremely amazing, with the sound of breaking the sky, Huang Cheng's flying sword shot towards Xiaochen very quickly, on the other hand, Xiaochen stood in place concentratingly, holding Biliu tightly in his hand, facing the fetal monk without leaving his hand, it was also a blow that could not be left, he did not dare to have the slightest slack, and was fully guarded.

In the next moment, the purple and blue divine lights collided together, and the blue light was naturally emitted by the blue flow in Xiaochen's hand, at this moment he gritted his teeth, raised his sword against Huang Chengfei's right hand and exposed the green tendons, like a small snake lying on his arm.

Xiaochen's feet had sunk into the ground, and a long mark was drawn, which was caused by the great power of Huang Cheng's flying sword, but no matter what, Xiaochen took this sword, and in the collision just now, Xiaochen had a hint of enlightenment, perhaps, this blow, I can follow more easily, but why, it is more laborious than imagined.

There is a grasp and use of power, and it is necessary to collide with the flying sword at the right time, as well as a series of problems after contact, Xiaochen faintly feels that if he can perfectly take such a flying sword, then his control of power will definitely step up to a heart's level.

"Again."

Then Huang Cheng made the flying sword continue to bombard Xiaochen, from the beginning of the need for Xiaochen to be ready to shout before the sword, to later as soon as it was determined that Xiaochen would take it over, he would immediately attack again, Xiaochen almost needed to use all his strength every time he resisted the flying sword, in just half an hour, he was already tired and exhausted, not only that, every time he took the flying sword, the whole body needed to withstand the huge force of the flying sword itself, and many times down, it had made him feel like he was about to fall apart, and he couldn't move while lying on the ground at the moment.

With Xiaochen's body, if he is replaced by someone else, not to mention whether he can catch this flying sword, I am afraid that he will not be able to bear the remaining strength after taking the flying sword.

"No, how can you be so tired." Xiaochen gasped for breath and lay on the ground covered with leaves.

"Men can't say no, hurry up." Huang Cheng sat on a tree root protruding from the ground and said leisurely.

"Aren't I a rabbit, let me rest." It's not that Xiaochen doesn't want to get up and continue, but at this moment, he really can't even stand up.

Of course, this crime will not be in vain, in just half an hour, Xiaochen used twelve points of strength to take the flying sword from the beginning, and only needed eight points to take it for the last time, and the whole process, Xiaochen has been consuming both physical strength and mental strength, and such an achievement is enough to make him happy.

Not only did Xiaochen benefit, but in the process of making flying swords again and again, Huang Cheng's use of flying swords became more and more handy, how could there be a low-level, or a monk of the same level who could withstand such a toss, and a monk who could withstand such a toss, who would let himself be so tossed.

For several days, Xiaochen and Huang Cheng did not set off to find the location of Xuanyuan's tomb, but kept repeating in the forest to let Xiaochen catch the flying sword. And against the sky, it is to stay with Xiao Hei all day long, this little black cat, when staying with the sky against the sky, there is no meekness on Huang Cheng's shoulders at all, the picture that can often be seen in the forest is that the little black cat is chasing the sky and running all over the ground, and the sky does not fly, sprinkled with small short legs, running around all day long, and from time to time it becomes chasing the little black cat back against the sky, a man fights hand-to-hand and a woman flies the sword, a cat and a dragon chase each other, this scene in the forest, it is indeed a bit strange.

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