"Wow~~"

"Snort~"

After soaking in poisonous blood for nine days, the bloody man Sun Bonan had infinite strength for no reason, and his mind was unclear, and the whole person was full of murderous energy, and his eyes were full of dark purple, as long as he saw a living thing, he had infinite murderous imagery.

At this moment, he opened his mouth, and his sharp teeth decisively bit Uncle Liang's neck, and the more Uncle Liang struggled, the harder he bit harder, until Uncle Liang had no more struggle, he slowly detached his mouth dripping with warm blood from Uncle Liang's throat.

The bloody man Sun Bonan licked the blood on his lips, it seemed that the taste of fresh blood made him obsessed, and after tasting the taste, he lowered his head and sucked on Uncle Liang's neck.

He behaved like a vampire in Europe, but he wasn't a vampire. These days, he was soaked in poisonous blood, and when he was thirsty and hungry, he relied on drinking blood to replenish his strength. The blood in the blood pool is poisonous blood, and it is the blood accumulated over a long period of time, and the taste of blood is extremely strong, not to mention, and there is a strong bitter taste in the taste.

That kind of taste is naturally not comparable to this kind of fresh human blood, so after tasting the taste of fresh human blood, Sun Bonan couldn't help but be infatuated with this taste, and after taking a few more sips, there was not much blood left in Uncle Liang's whole body, and it looked like a dried corpse.

The bloody man Sun Bonan drank enough blood, and sat on the ground in a daze, looking at the corpse of Uncle Liang, the chief deacon of the beast kendo on the ground. After a long time, the faint purple light in his eyes finally slowly dimmed.

About an hour later, Sun Bonan, who was in a daze, suddenly shook his head violently, and then, his eyes that emitted a faint purple light turned black, and then looked at the corpse on the ground, Sun Bonan jumped up in shock.

"Uncle Liang?"

"Uncle Liang, why are you here? Uncle Liang, what's wrong with you? ”

Sun Bonan saw the dead corpse at first glance, but for some reason, he quickly looked around first, but saw that there was no one else in the entire Blood Dragon Cave except for the corpses of himself and Uncle Liang, not even other creatures.

When I checked the cause of Uncle Liang's death, I saw a huge wound on his neck, as if he had been bitten by something, and the whole neck was half empty, and Uncle Liang obviously died of excessive blood loss.

Looking at the rest of his body, I saw blood dripping everywhere, some of which had congealed into lumps. And with the faint light, Sun Bonan could also see that Uncle Liang had a palm print on the wrist of each of his hands.

"Uncle Liang, who killed you? I avenge you! ”

Sun Bonan tore off a piece of cloth from Uncle Liang's body, and then printed the cloth on Uncle Liang's wrist, and after careful pressing, the bloody palm was completely rubbed.

No matter who killed Uncle Liang, as long as there is this palm print as evidence, then the murderer will definitely be found. In the territory of the beast sword, as long as the murderer is still there, he will definitely not be able to escape.

Fingerprint murder method, this method has been in existence since the Tang Dynasty, and the discoverer is Jia Gongyan. This method was invented by him, and it was mature in the Song Dynasty, and was included in the forensic Song Ci's "Collection of Grievances". It is a world-recognized method of identifying the murderer.

After rubbing the palm print, Sun Bonan spread it out and looked at it twice, but suddenly felt that this palm print was familiar. Especially the lifeline and wisdom line in the palm, this palm is a broken palm, from which a line directly crosses the palm.

Sun Bonan was shocked, and hurriedly stretched out his left hand to compare it with the rubbing on the cloth, and the result made him retreat in shock and sit on the ground.

"How...... Will it be? ”

"This palm print is actually mine?"

Sun Bonan panicked, retreated and retreated, looking at Uncle Liang's corpse as if looking at the most frightening thing for himself, retreating and retreating, and suddenly "plopped", he was caught off guard, and actually fell backwards into the blood pool with thick poisonous blood.

……

On the other hand, Los Angeles, USA.

Missing Moon reluctantly returned to the headquarters of the Hungry Ghost Kendo, and after his defeat in YZ City, he did not leave immediately, but lurked for many days and found out some news before returning to the United States.

In the days when YZ City was lurking, Missing Moon found out that the senior brother Sea Soul should be dead, and the junior sister Bingyan was captured by Qian Wenjun. As for where he was caught? He had secretly followed him once, and he also found the secret factory city.

At that time, he also thought about rescuing Bingyan, but unfortunately there were too many people in Qian Wenjun in the "New Dawn Company's Manufacturing Base", and Qian Wenjun was also among them. If you kill it toughly, even if you use all your strength, you won't have any chance of winning.

In desperation, he could only go back to the United States first, report the matter to the master in retreat in person, and then see how the master decided.

Today is the first day of the absence of a moon. When he returned to the Hungry Ghost Kendo, his teacher, the old man, was in retreat, and there were still thirty-seven days to go. However, Bingyan's life is in danger, and although Missing Moon has no friendship with her, let alone any feelings, Missing Moon is not a sea soul. If he was a sea soul, he would definitely not care about Bingyan's life or death. However, he has a congenital sense of collective honor and a sense of responsibility for a big family.

It was precisely because of this that the old man made an exception last time to hand over the ghost sword to him.

Because a person who can have a sense of collective honor and a sense of responsibility for a big family means that he has the potential to be a leader. The sea soul only cares about his selfish desires, and he doesn't care about anyone else, and people like this are naturally not suitable to be leaders.

With such a big vein of the Hungry Ghost Kendo, after the old man returned to the West, he naturally needed an excellent person with leadership potential to take over the position. Obviously, the sea soul is not a suitable person, only a person like the missing moon is considered suitable.

Because she was worried about Bingyan's safety, she ignored her master's warning before the retreat and forcibly entered the retreat hall to find the old man in retreat. The old man really didn't blame him too much, and when he saw that he was coming, he smiled and asked what he meant.

Missing Moon briefly explained all the experiences and things of this trip to China, and then added: "Senior Brother Sea Soul, if it is not expected, he should be ...... He's dead; And Bingyan Senior Sister she ...... She was arrested by Qian Wenjun and locked up. ”

The old man looked at his most optimistic disciple, smiled coldly, and said: "The sea soul is stubborn and self-serving, and it is his life to have this result now, as for Bingyan, Qian Wenjun arrested her but didn't kill her?" It's a miracle. ”

"Master, what should I do now? Do you want me to regroup and go to YZ City again? "I don't think this defeat is a shame, because he really thinks that this opponent is really tricky, so even if he loses, he will not be ashamed.

The old man waved his hand slightly, and said, "That's it, I went to China twice in a row and suffered defeats, isn't it enough to teach a lesson?" Even if I ask you to take someone a third time, the result will be the same. ”

"This ...... Master, if you go to YZ City again, under my leadership, nothing like this will happen. Missing Moon said with certainty that the reason why there was such a dismal defeat this time was because he was at odds with the Sea Soul, which led to the dispersion of power and the inability to concentrate. As soon as the enemy seized the opportunity, they smashed it one by one, leaving them with no power to fight back.

The old man understood the thoughts of the missing moon, and said lightly: "You have already said that the strength of the Meng clan is strong, you have already been defeated once in his hands, if you meet him again, will you have a chance of winning?" ”

Missing Moon thought about it carefully, shook her head seriously, and said, "Meng's "Three Mirrors of the Void Spirit" is really mysterious, if I meet him again, I still don't have a 100% chance of winning, or even a 50% chance of winning. ”

"What about Qian Wenjun? If you meet him, what are your chances? The old man asked again.

Missing Moon pondered for a while, but still shook his head and said: "Qian Wenjun, I haven't fought with him, but Senior Brother didn't take much advantage of him, so it can be seen that he is also a big master, if I meet him, I don't have an absolute chance of winning." ”

"You are self-aware, and this is much stronger than that of Sea Soul. Instead of fighting a battle that you are not sure of, it is better to stop and find time to improve your cultivation, and wait until your strength is further advanced, and if you are not sure, won't you become sure? The old man's eyes were slightly closed, and he said leisurely.

"Promotion?" Que Yue said with a ashamed face: "It's not a secret, the disciple's strength has not improved three years ago, and he can't find any breakthrough until now, so it's a shame to say." ”

The old man smiled meaningfully, opened his eyes, glanced at him, and said: "It's not a good thing for you to be diligent, stagnate in a stage for three years, which will make your foundation thicker and thicker, this is like a tower, if you want the tower to be built high, the foundation must be good." If there is no good foundation, it will collapse when the wind blows. ”

Que Yue also understood what the master meant, nodded, and said: "The disciple also understands this truth, but about the breakthrough, the disciple can't find a way to think about it day and night, and I also ask the master to guide me in this regard." ”

The old man put his hands together in the dantian, and suddenly said: "As a teacher, there are two methods, are you willing to learn?" ”

"I do." Missing Yue's eyes lit up, and he didn't think about it, so he immediately agreed.

The old man said: "You can't have both of these two methods, you can only choose one of them." ”

Missing Moon nodded, looking forward to the master's next step. Let's listen to the old man continue: "I have two volumes of miraculous exercises here, one of which is "Nine Deaths Xuanqi", which is a wonderful method for instantly improving gong, once practiced, you can instantly increase your strength tenfold. ”

Missing Moon was full of excitement, his heart trembled, and he was surprised: "Ten times? What is this concept? Wouldn't it be invincible if I could practice? ”

I also heard the old man Wu Qi say again: "The second is called "Ten Perfect Qi", which is also a wonderful method for improving the increase of gong, but this method is not as good as "Nine Dead Xuanqi", it can only be doubled, and the time is also limited, only three minutes. Which would you like to learn? ”

Missing Moon listened carefully, and suddenly asked: "Once the Nine Dead Xuanqi is practiced, it can increase its own strength tenfold, so will there be a time limit for this improved strength?" ”

"Yes, it depends on the individual's physique, some can last for an hour, and some can only last for half an hour." The old man told the truth.

Thinking about it, no matter what, I think that "Nine Dead Xuanqi" is much better than "Ten Perfect Qi", and I was about to say that I chose "Nine Dead Xuanqi", when I suddenly heard the old man laugh strangely and said: "There is a premise, I'll tell you about it first." If you practice "Ten Perfections", there is no cost, you just need to work hard; If you cultivate "Nine Dead Xuanqi", you need to spend your life to cultivate, and those with high comprehension have practiced this skill, and there is no shortage of successes. Some of the ancestors of our hungry ghost sword path had practiced this skill, and this ancestor had only spent thirty years of life. ”

"Thirty years?" The lack of a moon was shocked.

The old man nodded and said, "This skill, your senior brother Sea Soul has also practiced secretly, but he has practiced relatively poorly, and he has only reached the first layer." ”

"Even Senior Brother has practiced?"

"Do you remember your duel with him?" The old man asked.

Missing Moon naturally won't forget that incident back then, but that duel left such a long scar on his face, how could he easily forget it? "Of course the disciple remembers."

"Originally, the strength of the Sea Soul was not as good as you, but that time he defeated you with the help of the magic method of "Nine Deaths Xuanqi". The old man broke the mystery in one sentence.

Missing the moon was enlightened, and then he knew why the senior brother had changed abnormally, and he thought he was dazzled at the beginning, but now when he heard the master, he felt more and more that this was the case.

"How many lives did Senior Brother Sea Soul spend practicing "Nine Dead Xuanqi"?" Missing Moon felt that if the life span of the senior brother Sea Soul was not much, then he could also try to practice, according to the master, his own understanding was above the Sea Soul, and the Sea Soul could be practiced to the first layer, and he could not practice to the second level, or even the third layer.

The old man sighed and said, "The old man doesn't know how much life the sea soul has spent, but it should be no less than thirty years, and the exercise of "Nine Dead Xuanqi" will also lose fifteen years of life every time it is performed. Do you think you can afford it? ”

Missing Moon was shocked into a cold sweat when he heard this, "Nine Deaths Xuanqi" sacrificed his life span of fifteen years every time he performed it, such an exercise was too terrifying, even if it had a magical effect, but the fifteen years of life that would be lost every time he performed it was scary enough.

"How? Have you figured it out, which one to choose? The old man asked.

Missing Moon hesitated again and again, and suddenly made up his mind to be sure, and said: "I choose "Shiquan Qi". ”