Then, the three of them twisted the lantern grass and flew the divine soldier up and down, reviewing the use of the corresponding equipment. After about a cup of tea, the three of them stopped.

At this time, Ren Yi said: "This halberd is a double hook halberd for suppressing evil, and a single halberd weighs 9981 catties. This halberd is seen by the wicked, and the wind is frightened, and the souls of the dead are rising; This knife is a Jiufeng Chaoyang knife, weighing 100 catties. This knife is just to yang, communicating with the heart, and the blade splits the world; The gun in my hand is the Ziwei Emperor's Gun, weighing 8864 pounds. This gun, if it is not the chosen son, if it is not for the Ziwei Star Lord who has benevolence and loves all living beings, even if he has the power to pull the mountain and carry the peak, it will not be able to shake it in the slightest. ”

Ren Yi continued: "The sword on Awei's waist is the Pure Jun Sword, the sword on Uncle Huang's waist is the Zhanlu Sword, and the sword on my waist is the Xuanyuan Divine Sword. ”

"Today, Awei and I, Uncle Huang, in this fairyland on earth, will show you what a divine soldier is and what a battle is."

When Liu Gui and Huang Xu heard this, their mouths opened wide to stuff an egg, and they couldn't speak excitedly.

Ren Yi looked at the two of them with a look of surprise and admiration, shook his clothes very forcefully, and said to Dian Wei: "Brother Cong, draw your sword, today, I want to ask for advice on Brother Cong's swordsmanship." ”

Dian Wei said indifferently: "Ah Yi, are you sure you want to understand the difficult move in the martial arts?" Ah Yi, you have been learning martial arts with me for more than four years, and the danger of that move, Ah Yi, you are clear. ”

Ren Yi didn't say anything, he pulled out the Xuanyuan sword and lifted it to the sky. The blade of the Xuanyuan Sword faintly emitted a dragon's roar.

Dian Wei nodded slightly and drew his sword.

Seeing that Dian Wei didn't say a word, and decisively pulled out the Chunjun Sword, Ren Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand was a little unstable.

Seeing this, Dian Wei shouted angrily: "Brother Cong, what about your temperament? My sword is coming, and I won't keep it! ”

After Dian Wei finished speaking, a sword, an immortal pointed to Ren Yi's throat.

The shadow of the sword flickered, and the edge was exposed, like a white rainbow running through the sun. Facing Dian Wei's seemingly merciless blow, Ren Yi's heart suddenly panicked, and he couldn't stay calm anymore, and all the moves he had learned were forgotten.

Ren Yi's previous training was only to learn martial arts from Dian Wei as an apprentice, but Ren Yi had never practiced with a master of Dian Wei's level with a real sword and a gun.

This is the real sword qi, a little slashed, either dead or disabled.

Let's go.

The ancient divine sword, Xuanyuan Sword, which symbolizes the noble spirit of the human emperor, was picked up by Dian Wei's sword.

Dian Wei's sword edge was unabated, like the fangs of a fierce beast, and pounced on Ren Yi's neck.

Ren Yi subconsciously closed his eyes, not daring to look directly at the attacking divine sword.

In an instant, Ren Yi felt a slight chill on his neck.

Ren Yi felt that his neck was stung by ants, and then, time seemed to stand still, and his body no longer seemed to belong to him, and the pressure of three mountains and five mountains was all pressed on his body, so that he couldn't move. Every second that passes, it feels like a century has passed.

"From the younger brother, from the younger brother, wake up quickly." Dian Wei's gentle call brought Ren Yi back to his senses.

I saw Dian Wei's pure Jun sword gently resting on his neck, and the position of the major artery in the neck seemed to have a strange feeling, and when he wiped it with his hand, there was only a trace of blood.

This wound is not big, but for the first time at this time, Ren Yi felt that he was so close to death.

Dian Weiyi is a bold person, and his swordsmanship is superb, otherwise this time, Ren Yi's arteries and trachea will be properly wiped out.

Seeing Ren Yi's sweat raining down and being frightened, Dian Wei said: "My brother's courage is still a little inferior." ”

Dian Wei continued: "This kind of move is the training of courage. When fighting on the battlefield, whoever is not afraid of the knife and who is brave will have a higher chance of surviving to the end. ”

"Through this kind of training, a person with good understanding, a person who is naturally warlike, through this training, can instantly become a fierce person, that is, a cowardly person, and after stimulation, it is possible to become a very fierce person overnight."

"And I, with this certainty, will not hurt you during training, I just let you fully feel what the actual killing intent is."

"Usually when there is a hand-to-hand encounter, the recruits will be very flustered, and when the enemy attacks, they will not be at a loss and will not respond calmly, which is extremely dangerous on the battlefield."

"I can't help but say that raising a sword is a stab, which is to have a sudden and deterrent effect, disturb your will, and break and then stand. Think about it now, what was the feeling you had just now? ”

"A sense of fear that goes deep into the bone marrow, helpless, frozen on the spot, like walking corpses." Ren Yi replied honestly.

Dian Wei nodded, didn't say anything, but his eyes flashed with a fine light, and then suddenly ran forward violently, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, and instantly distanced himself from Ren Yi, and then leaned over suddenly, and a white light rushed straight like lightning.