Leng Xuan looked for a while, and also felt annoyed, thousands of ninjutsu rolls, when will this be found, the big ninjutsu can still nourish the eyes and enjoy it, but there are some low-level small ninjutsu, Leng Xuan looked at it and was annoyed, they are all low-level ninjutsu commonly used in lower ninjutsu.

Leng Xuan also knew that the lower the level of ninjutsu, the more often it was used by combatants, after all, the chakra required to launch advanced ninjutsu was very amazing, and ordinary ninjas would not use advanced ninjutsu if they were not in a desperate state.

But Leng Xuan is no longer what it used to be, he has the strongest auxiliary psychic beast bone spirit, Chakra is endless, and he can't use it up, so he doesn't have to worry about the consumption of Chakra, and he has learned the art of flying thunder god, and when he can't beat others, he doesn't pretend. Forced, immediately teleported away from space.

Besides, you can't beat others, you can't always run away, right? What's the difference between this and cowardice? At the critical moment, it is still necessary to be gentlemen, bloody, and tough, and beat others to their knees and beg for mercy.

Besides, the ninjutsu that Leng Xuan learned in the ninja village before was a ninjutsu that attacked a wide range of areas, and it was very good to use it on the battlefield, but this is a city, not to mention the small space, a ninjutsu move in the past, and it will not raze the high-rise buildings to the ground and hurt the innocent. At that time, the opponent was not killed, but became an internationally wanted criminal, and the gains outweighed the losses.

Therefore, Leng Xuan needs a powerful hand-to-hand combat ninjutsu that can improve his melee ability, so that in the future, in a one-on-one battle with his opponent, he can surprise and take the lead.

After looking for a long time, Leng Xuan was also tired, and sat down, "Whew..." With a long sigh, Leng Xuan felt that something had stabbed his chrysanthemum, although there was no pain in the virtual space, although this body was just his own divine consciousness, but it still made Leng Xuan reflexively cry out.

"Damn!" Leng Xuan scolded angrily, pulled the thing out of the chrysanthemum, it was a red scroll, and couldn't help scolding: "Mom. The blood was inserted, and the scrolls were stained red. ”

When Gu Ling heard this, he immediately jumped up from the beach chair and said very excitedly, "What? Where's the reel? ”

The bone spirit knew that there would be no bleeding in the virtual space, and the scroll was originally blood-red, and what he had been looking for before was this scroll, a ninjutsu suitable for Leng Xuan's cultivation.

"Haha, I finally found it, you unlucky boy, it's really lucky, I didn't find it for a long time, you were stabbed in the chrysanthemum, and it came out." A series of mixed words came out of the bone spirit's mouth.

Leng Xuan rolled his eyes, was this praising him? Or is it hurting him? What unlucky kid is lucky? What was poked in the chrysanthemum and came out? Is my character so rubbed?

The bone spirit opened the scroll and looked at it for a while, confirming that it was the one he was looking for, and then threw it to Leng Xuan casually, and said with a smile: "Take it, practice hard." ”

Leng Xuan took the scroll, sat down cross-legged, carefully studied ninjutsu, and was suddenly shocked, this ninjutsu actually had no name, and when he looked down, a sentence was left on the scroll: Any ninja who has learned the ninjutsu can name it himself, the more bullish. The better the name of the force, it is better not to make a move, and directly scare the other party to death.

Leng Xuan was speechless for a while, he didn't expect that the originator of this ninjutsu would be so boring, what is Yue Niu. The better the push? Still want to scare people to death with their names? Leng Xuan guessed that this ninja must be a narcissist, a cow. Coaxing stupidity. Force. looks, as everyone knows, there is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the world, and there are many masters outside the world.

You want to scare your opponent to death with your name? Leng Xuan has been alive for twenty years, and it is the first time he has heard such arrogant words, but when he thinks about it, he doesn't blame that ninja, after all, he is a ninja a long time ago, it should be an ancient person, and it is purely normal to not know that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

Leng Xuan continued to look down, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, he understood that this ninjutsu was indeed very good, it was simply against the sky! This ninjutsu is actually to fuse various caste chakras together to form a new chakra, and then condense this chakra into a small ball, and hit it into the opponent's body, when the ball is out of the caster's control, it will immediately enlarge and explode directly in the opponent's body.

Further down,

Cold sweat broke out on Leng Xuan's forehead, this ninjutsu can actually condense chakra into the size of a molecule, that is to say, the human eye can't see it at all, in other words, even if he fights with the enemy, the other party can't see any clues, but the small ball directly enters the opponent's body, and then explodes.

Moreover, this ninjutsu can also help ninjas refine the chakra and achieve the best state of use, that is, in the future, using the Flying Thunder God technique can teleport to the place they want to be very accurate.

These two ninjutsu actually complement each other, Leng Xuan suddenly felt that he had taken the shit luck, and it was the shit luck of stepping on a lot of shit, which was more exciting than the infertile woman who was happy with the precious son.

After reading the scroll, Leng Xuan had already memorized the essentials of ninjutsu cultivation, and before cultivating, he still had to follow the wishes of the originator of the ninjutsu and give a name that was very bullish and scared to death of the other party.

The corners of Leng Xuan's mouth drew a wry smile, the name Niu Fork can still scare people to death, and he doesn't believe it if he is killed, and Leng Xuan hates names the most, names or something are the most difficult to think of, I thought about it for a long time, and then I thought of a name that is not bluffing and has rules: Condensation Explosion Technique!

Condensation! As the name suggests, it is condensation and explosion, which is very in line with the introduction on the scroll, and I don't know if I can scare people to death if I say it! But Leng Xuan knew that as soon as this move came out, the opponent would either die or be disabled! Maybe you can scare the other party to death!

After the name was called, Leng Xuan began to practice the Condensation Explosion Technique, he didn't want to waste time, the sooner he practiced, the better, and he wouldn't be able to meet a top master when he would.

Seeing that Leng Xuan was so focused, the bone spirit did not bother, with a flick of his hand, the virtual space turned into a dark night, countless stars twinkled in the night sky, and there was not a trace of sound around, allowing Leng Xuan to cultivate in an environment that was completely undisturbed, after all, it was very exhausting to make delicate chakras.

Outside, Tang Hui saw that Leng Xuan was sleeping like a dead pig, so she jumped out of bed curiously, kept playing with Leng Xuan's body, stuck Leng Xuan's fingers in his nostrils, and didn't know where to find the eraser scripture, tied a bow on Leng Xuan's head, and drew a small turtle with a marker on Leng Xuan's chest.

Tang Hui was bored with these interesting things last night, and wondered in her heart, Leng Xuan, who had always been cautious, why didn't she wake up when she was teased like this? Stumped soul is hooked away by black and white impermanence? But why is there still breathing and heartbeat? It's not going to be the living dead, is it?

The more Tang Hui thought about it, the more likely it became, otherwise Leng Xuan would not have slept so dead, but Tang Hui thought it was quite funny, maybe it would be dawn, and Leng Xuan's ghost would be put back by black and white impermanence.

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