Ye Qingling was already healing himself, and at this time, he felt an invisible force, and he was quickly repairing the wounds in his body, and he was surprised, his eyes widened, and he looked at Wang Ziqiao.

Wang Ziqiao's ten fingers fluctuated for a moment, and then he took it back, but the healing magic was still continuing, ignoring Ye Qingling's reaction, Wang Ziqiao came to the old man who was pierced through his legs by the ground cone spear and was still trapped in the ground thorn.

The blood flowed all over the ground, making the already thin old man even more emaciated, and his cheeks were extremely white.

Raising his right hand, Wang Ziqiao mobilized the ground cone spear and turned into elements and into nothingness.

"Uh......" the old man gritted his teeth and groaned, and sat down on the ground.

And the giant eagle, which had not moved, also fluttered its wings, ran over, and rubbed its head against the old man's shoulder one after another.

When Wang Ziqiao saw the old man's painful appearance, he also felt a little unbearable, because he and the old man did not have any grudges, and stealing other people's eagle eggs by himself was tantamount to a thief, which would seriously hurt him again, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.

Moreover, he is extremely curious about the identity of the old man, and now he is still abroad, and the old man can be regarded as a fellow countryman.

Therefore, he shook his hands, and the healing technique was also clamped on the old man's body.

Of course, the old man's injuries were too serious, although he did not hurt his bones, but the meridians were too damaged, and with excessive blood loss, it was impossible to recover for a while and a half.

Wang Ziqiao could only stabilize the old man's injuries first and prevent him from bleeding again.

It wasn't until half an hour had passed that Wang Ziqiao withdrew his hand in the old man's surprise.

"Are you a monastic? Warlock? Are you using Daojutsu? The old man raised his eyes, still a little angry in confusion.

"You can think of it as a Taoist technique!" Prince Joe replied calmly.

When the old man heard this, he let out a sigh: "Why don't you kill me?" ”

"Why am I going to kill you?" Prince Joe asked rhetorically.

The old man froze for a moment and said, "If you don't kill me, when I get better, I will definitely kill you!" ”

"Then wait until you're well, can you tell me what your name is? And how do you use these nine swords? I love this weapon! As he spoke, Wang Ziqiao took the big sword behind his back in his hand and looked him up and down.

The old man sneered: "It doesn't hurt to tell you, the old man is called lonely and unpaid, these nine swords are my first creation, originally prepared for next year's martial arts conference, but I never wanted to lose in the hands of you, a warlock, the old man is not convinced!" ”

"Dugu Nine Swords? I sweat ......," Prince Qiao was stunned for a while.

"Yes, you can call it Dugu Nine Swords, I am from Huaxia, and after that martial arts conference thirty years ago, I have been living in seclusion here!"

At this time, Ye Qingling opened his eyes, looked at Dugu Wufu, and said, "You are the former sword ghost Dugu Wufu?" ”

"What the hell?" Wang Ziqiao was stunned again, there were still people with such nicknames.

"Sword ghost, it's not a ghost, I didn't expect that there are still people who know my name!" Dugu smiled bitterly for nothing: "Hahaha...... I thought that if I sharpened a sword for ten years, and when I came out of the rivers and lakes again, I would definitely be able to shock the martial arts, but I never thought that I would be defeated in the hands of you two young people today, hahaha...... It's really old, old...... The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, a generation of new people replace the old people, and it is not okay to refuse to accept the old! ”

This Dugu Wuwu seems to have suddenly aged a lot at this moment, not on the surface, but from the heart, he no longer has the sharpness and fighting spirit just now, and the whole person has languished a lot.

Wang Ziqiao looked at it, and said with some unbearability: "The senior is a late fifth-level cultivator, how can he easily say that he is old?" ”

"I don't need you to comfort me, I naturally know that there are talents in the rivers and lakes, now it is the world of your young people, you and the girl are good in nature, that's it, today the old man is for the sake of you sparing my life and healing my legs, the sword will be given to you, as for the eagle egg, you can only ask the old eagle to see if it agrees to let you take it away!"

The old man got up with difficulty, came to a stone at the door, and sat down again.

Seeing the old man showing weakness, Wang Ziqiao felt even more unbearable, he was not a demon who killed people without blinking, and said: "Senior, the junior shot too hard just now, please forgive me!" ”

"I don't blame you, if you want to blame, you can only blame me, if you don't hurt me, I will hurt you, young man, there is another book here, which is my experience in practicing swords in the past ten years, and it will help you how to use Dugu Nine Swords!"

As he spoke, the old man took out a diary from his pocket, which was only the size of a palm, two fingers thick, and looked a little worn, and he stroked it for a long time before throwing it at Wang Ziqiao.

Wang Ziqiao hurriedly took it, put the big sword behind his back, and opened it to see, it was really some tricks to practice swords, and even drew some body movements for swordsmanship, still how to use the magnetic force between the nine swords to increase the power of the nine swords to the best state.

The more he looked, the more fascinated Wang Ziqiao became, standing in place, and gradually devoting himself to it, his mental power quickly scanned the knowledge written on the paper, and in just twenty minutes, he memorized all the memories in his mind.

When he looked at the old man, he found that the old man was meditating and meditating, and Ye Qingling was the same, both of them were recovering their internal strength.

Wang Ziqiao didn't bother them, but fortunately, it was only four o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still six or seven hours before the time to meet Huo Jianfei, so Wang Ziqiao carried a big sword and a tree on his back, came to the stream behind the house, and began to practice.

The nine swords look majestic when used, but if you are not proficient in knocking on the door, the first thing you will hurt is not the enemy, but yourself, and you must start with two swords, and then three swords...... Only after the most can the nine swords come out together.

Of course, Wang Ziqiao's speed of sword practice is much faster, because he has spiritual power, and spiritual power can split into many tentacles, even if some small swords deviate from the track, he can use spiritual power to control them.

These nine swords were forged using extraterrestrial magnets, and they had a huge attraction to each other.

Wang Ziqiao did a test, even if the small sword was placed about a hundred meters away, there was still a mutual attraction between it and the big sword, of course, if it was far away, it would be impossible to attract it back with the big sword.

This also made Wang Ziqiao extremely satisfied, and the combat radius of 100 meters may not be able to be reached even by super masters.

Since Wang Ziqiao had completely memorized the attack skills that Dugu had explored for ten years, and had seen how Dugu had used the Nine Swords just now, his progress was extremely fast.

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A series of fusiform sword shadows, driven by the big sword, circled around the prince Qiaodi, and with the naked eye, he couldn't see the real body at all, like a fast-moving car.

One, two, three......

Soon it increased to eight, and eight sword bodies of different sizes flew around Prince Qiao, bringing gusts of wind, accompanied by a rapid sound of breaking the air, like a fighter piercing through the air, roaring continuously......

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