One move and one style, the sword wind is fierce, the luck dantian, and the sword is both rigid and soft.

Practice the next plate well, steady and steady.

Then there is the rollover, at first it is a two-handed landing, dozens of flips in a row, and then it is a somersault, a front somersault, a backflip, and a side flip.

And then the carp beat up, dozens.

Grab your sword and practice your moves.

These days are speechless on the side, drinking mellow and rich wine, nibbling on fat chicken, life is very comfortable, these are all given by Shen Ye, he thought that this kid was just a hot head.

thinks that these fragrant wine and delicacies will not last long, who would have thought that this kid practiced martial arts so diligently, seeing that he was pampered since he was a child, the children in the general's mansion, but not like those sons and brothers who can't endure hardship.

On the contrary, Shen Yete can endure hardship.

SpeechlessWhenever he taught casually, he never asked, but he didn't stop until the speechless master said it was okay.

That's fine, speechless, more wine and more meat.

When the spring flowers bloomed, the weather became warmer, and the bright belly of Speechless was exposed again, Shen Ye put away his sword and asked, "Master Speechless, is my sword worthy of elegance in the martial arts." ”

"You can't get on, you're just practicing chicken feathers, keep practicing!"

This kid's movements are smooth, but his grip on the sword is a little floating, and sometimes the opponent will break away from his hand when he slashes the sword hard, and he is speechless to teach him how to hold the sword.

Even if he has a very high level of understanding, he learns things quickly, and after a few days, the weather begins to get hot, and his stomach becomes much darker and brighter, and the ultraviolet rays of the sun are stronger.

Shen Ye smiled and asked, "Master of Speechless, my swordsmanship can be on the level of elegance?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

The wordless master's answer really made Shen Ye speechless.

These days, not only do I care about practicing swords, but I also cut down a lot of people, thanks to Yan Jiuliang, who loves to find excitement, he secretly bought a few people from the death row prisoners, and arranged them to be scattered in the forest, so that Shen Ye could fight.

Buying these death row prisoners, they are all dead horizontally and vertically anyway, it is better to kill Shen Ye desperately to save his life and escape, so every time there is a fight, it is your life and death, and the death row prisoners she can buy are all nobodies, most of them are some murderous robbers and the like, and their martial arts are not much higher.

Shen Ye is extremely easy to deal with, a few swords down to the other party's small life, once met a master, as a result of the shoulder was cut three times, almost moved his head, fortunately Shen Ye was witty, and pressed the back of the knife with his hand, so that the person could not draw the knife.

While his head was still safe, Shen Ye stabbed him to death with his sword.

Yan Jiuli said while taking the medicine: "Fool, your skills are not good, if you fight with a real martial arts master, you will burp before you have time to hold your sword steady!"

Shen Ye crawled on the head of the bed and gritted his teeth and said: "Where did you find these death row prisoners, you are so weak? It will only kill my will, so that I don't know how to grow, next time I will find a few more masters?"

Yan Jiuli smiled and said: "You are content, right? This is Yuelong, it is already good that I can find one who can hold a knife, if it is in Nanyan, as long as I hook my fingers, the world's martial arts masters, as long as you are not afraid of death, you can choose!"

This time, Shen Ye is considered to be embarrassed, and he will practice his sword more diligently in the future, and he will definitely not hurt himself casually next time.

Sure enough, he didn't hurt his own death row prisoners, in front of Shen Ye, these death row prisoners were like firewood for him to chop at will, at most he wasted a little strength, after a long time, Yan Jiuli felt bored, and Shen Ye also felt bored, they no longer looked for death row prisoners to practice.

Today, Yan Jiuli came up with an idea, she wanted to see Shen Ye and Zhiyin compare, and dragged Shen Ye back to the restaurant, Shen Ye couldn't open her mouth, she came to speak.

Yan Jiuli knocked on Zhi Yin's door, Zhi Yin opened the door and looked at her and said, "Sister Jiu Li, is there something wrong?"

Yan Jiuli smiled and said: "I saw your beautiful face in Guangsan Forest that night and paid more attention to you for a while, I didn't expect your martial arts to be bad, that fool practiced a few moves in the Tianmen and said that you were beaten by him within three moves, I don't believe it, I came to teach you a lesson today, talk nonsense to you behind his back, and let him know what it means to be a woman and not let him shave his eyebrows, don't let him always look down on the girl!"

Zhiyin glanced at Shen Ye, who was sitting there silently, she knew that Shen Ye would not say such a thing, only Yan Jiuliang's ruffian spirit would say such a thing.

So Zhiyin came out and said: "If you want to compete, it's good, but the sword has no eyes." ”

Zhi Yin thought to herself, this is also a good opportunity to kill Shen Ye.

Yan Jiuli said with a smile: "The rivers and lakes fight and kill, life and death are common, and no one can be blamed for this." ”

After finishing speaking, Yan Jiuli gave the Nine Fence Sword to Zhiyin and said, "It's okay to die." ”

Zhiyin took the Nine Fence Sword and said to Shen Yezhengse: "The boss is offended!"

Shen Ye got up and nodded.

The scabbard behind Zhiyin flew out and was inserted on the stake behind, a cold wind blew, Zhiyin pointed at Shen Ye, and Shen Ye flew backwards to the table.

Zhiyin leaned over and clasped the edge of the table with her feet, stabbing towards Shen Ye around the edge of the table, Shen Ye took the stab and counted the swords, and the sound of swords and weapons colliding spread in bursts.

Shen Ye rolled over and rolled to the ground, his body slid under the table, the sword stabbed Zhi Yin in the back from the bottom up, Zhi Yin turned over in the air, kicked the table and stabbed Shen Ye, Shen Ye A carp stood up, and Zhi Yin stabbed in the air.

Seeing this, Zhiyin kicked her legs against the pillar behind her, and her body slashed through the air, stabbing straight at Shen Ye, who turned around and slid under her stomach on her knees, and the sword cut her buttons.

Zhi Yin stood up straight with a volley, watching the buttons of her coat being cut open, revealing the thin clothes inside, she felt a little shy, put away her sword and lowered her head, and said, "Boss, your Fengming sword practice is good." ”

She wanted to roll away, but it was too late.

Shen Ye thought that Zhiyin would boast about herself, but she didn't expect that she would just faintly say that Feng Ming's swordsmanship was good.

So Shen Ye said: "Thank you!"

Zhi Yin also used the Feng Ming swordsmanship, if she changed to other martial arts, Shen Ye might not be her opponent, naturally Shen Ye was not praised by him.

Then Zhiyin put the sword on the table and said, "Thank you Sister Jiuli for borrowing the sword." ”

After finishing speaking, he bowed his head and went back to the room and closed the door.

Yan Jiuli looked at her back when she saw the door and muttered secretly, "This little beauty is really strange." ”

Although Shen Ye didn't know why he couldn't be happy when he won, he put the sword back into the sheath, Yan Jiuli walked over and picked up the sword and said, "This little beauty may be a little lost, how about you win?"

Shen Ye shook his head and said, "She didn't say she lost. ”

"Also, you have to chop off the heads of a few more death row inmates. ”

"There are many martial arts in the world, and what I practice is only a drop in the bucket, how much do I have to practice to dominate the martial arts. ”

"Hey!" Yan Jiuli shook his head, "You just admit it, you can't practice, you can't practice martial arts, or we won't do anything and play the world together!"

"I can't, I have my purpose. Shen Ye stared out the window and muttered, "I'm going home." ”

"Fool, I advise you to practice hard, maybe one day you will be able to practice, when the martial arts master counts a ball, it is not so vulnerable. ”

"It's just you, you can only talk nonsense......!"