The grass and trees of Kinkaku Mountain withered and glorified, and glorified and withered. In a flash, more than a year has flown by.

Youxianyu is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and on one of its slopes to the south, there is a large bamboo forest that is difficult to see in the north. In the middle of winter, the green bamboo leaves have long since dried up and scattered, and even the main trunk has turned yellow-brown. The small branches on it are covered with snow, and the whole bamboo forest is like a cold winter landscape impression painting from a distance, with an indescribable charm, and the beauty is abnormal.

Walking into the bamboo forest, it is not as beautiful as the outside, and the sword wind inside is wanton and murderous.

I saw a tall young man holding a snowy long knife and practicing martial arts. In the winter, when the water was dripping into ice, he was shirtless, steaming and sweating beads rolling on his body. His fair skin, towering pecs and eight hard abs are very eye-catching. Surprisingly, the skin was covered with layers of countless scars, especially an arrow wound on the left shoulder and a knife wound across the back.

The boy practiced very devotedly, and a low cry broke out from time to time. At first glance, the boy's knife technique is really plain, chopping, chopping, cutting, stabbing, sweeping, hooking, just these few moves open and close, there is really nothing worth watching. It's just that the power is big enough and the speed is fast enough.

"Ride the wind!" The young man suddenly shouted, and the blade of the long knife shook like an electric shock, and suddenly slashed forward from the left, and the knife went too fast, and actually pulled out a gust of wind. In the howling wind, the long knife strangely became extremely light, fluttering in the wind like tissue paper, flying up and down, no longer having the domineering and indomitable spirit just now. But where the knife light went, more than a dozen bamboos around fell at the same time, and the incisions were different, showing various angles, but the fractures were the same smooth and flat. This knife slashed at the surroundings at the same time, how fast and how many changes, people have lost count. I only knew that when the young man used this trick, he couldn't see him at all.

"Resist the wind!" Mao Zhu had just fallen to the ground, and the boy shouted again.

The dozen or so sword shadows were like schools of fish, quickly gathering together to form a shining giant blade. The surrounding wind also gathered rapidly on the blade, and it let out a sharp howl, and rushed forward without relentless. And the long knife in the center of the sword wind, harnessing the sound of the wind, turned into a snow-bright spear, and slashed into the dense bamboo forest like lightning. And the young man was like a bolt of lightning, and with the spear turned into a knife, he instantly sprinted forward for a distance of three feet, and after more than a dozen breaths, the bamboo behind him fell neatly in two rows.

"Slash the wind!"

The long knife in the young man's hand slashed forward in a bland manner, this move looked plain, but the bamboo forest suddenly blew violently, flying sand and stones. Suddenly, the sword flashed, and the wind seemed to be cut off at the waist, and the top was still like taking off

The wild horses on the reins were raging wildly, but below it was unusually calm, as if nothing had happened. Between the movement and the stillness, there was an extremely sharp knife light at the junction, like a huge guillotine, cutting off hundreds of bamboos within a distance of more than ten zhang in front.

"Chasing the wind!"

The boy leaped forward, and the howling wind from above blew his shirt to the sound of a hunt. And his whole body turned into an afterimage, like a sharp arrow, and his feet were like riding the wind, dodging to catch up with the wind.

"Breaking the wind!" The young man roared, and used all the strength of his body on the long knife, and the knife qi on the blade suddenly soared a few feet, reaching a terrifying length of one zhang, and the long knife went over the top and slashed down fiercely.

"Khooth!" There was a loud sound of gold and iron.

The wind fades and the sound dissipates.

Teenager: "Poof! He fell to his knees and struck the ground with a knife, panting for breath. The body was covered with large and small, dense wounds, and the red blood slowly flowed all over the body, and the whole person became a sugar gourd.

"Qin Forget, you are still so stubborn, why bother?" An old Taoist saw that everything was dull, and walked over with a sigh, not Wei Nian or who came.

The young man was Qin Wang, he raised his head, blood and sweat flowed all over his face, his face was extremely pale, but there was a light of surprise in his eyes, "The Dao Leader said that as long as I practice the Five Wind Breaking Styles, he will let me go back, and ask the Dao Master to fulfill his promise." ”

A year ago, the two met, and when Qin Forgot practiced the Five Styles of Breaking the Wind, it was the day he went down the mountain.

This is the Dustless Dao Chief's delaying tactic, Qin Wang's life is really complicated, he is afraid that he will walk on the edge of good and evil for the rest of his life. What the result would be, Wuchen really couldn't say, so he came up with such an idea, as long as Qin Forget practiced the Wind Breaking Sword Technique, he would let him go down the mountain. In fact, Wuchen wanted to keep Qin Forget by his side for a few more years, guide him carefully, and never dare to let him go astray.

Wei Nian looked at the young man in front of him speechlessly, he originally thought that he could use the Five Styles of Breaking the Wind to leave Qin Forget for at least three years, but he knew that this kid was simply a demon, and he had practiced the Five Styles of Breaking the Wind in just over half a year, which made Wei Nian frightened at the same time, and he was very surprised, and once he had the idea of accepting Qin Forget as an apprentice.

In fact, although Qin Wang's injuries were serious, firstly, his body had been built since he was a child, and he was already very strong, and secondly, the medical skills of the Dustless Dao Master were indeed exquisite, and it only took half a year to seek medical treatment to cure Qin Wang. As for the agreement between the two, it was just an excuse for the two brothers of Wei Nian to keep Qin Forget and sharpen his temperament.

Although the five styles of breaking the wind are not well-known knife techniques,. However, it has very strict requirements for people's physical fitness and reaction ability, and few people can practice it from the invention of this set of knife techniques. Because of this knife technique, "riding the wind" and "chasing."

The three moves of "wind" and "breaking the wind" are suitable for the skills of the rivers and lakes, and the "resisting the wind" and "cutting the wind" are suitable for battlefield rushing, which is somewhat nondescript. The people in the rivers and lakes don't look down on it, and the soldiers don't have the time and talent to train, so this sword technique is gradually declining, and it is rarely known.

This kind of knife technique requires two mentalities, one is a warrior and the other is a Jianghu person, but it is difficult for these two mentalities to be perfectly integrated into one person. But to the surprise of Wei Nian and Wuchen, Qin Forget completely possessed these two mentalities, and they fused perfectly in him, which Wei Nian and the two had never expected.

What Wei Nian and the two of them didn't expect was Qin Wang's perseverance.

Ever since he was able to get up, Qin Forget began to boil his body. Especially after meeting Wei Nian and the two, Qin Forget went crazy and exercised. Every day before dawn, he climbed the high mountain of more than 300 zhang behind, and after a round trip, he was so tired that he was out of breath, but this was not over, after breakfast, Qin Forget seized the time to split a thousand knives, and then plunged into the bamboo forest, cultivating the five styles of breaking the wind with one mind. One practice is a day, and sometimes you have to practice until late at night.

Wei Nian didn't know how many times he had carried Qin Forget back from the bamboo forest, many times Qin Forget had almost practiced himself to waste, if it wasn't for Wuchen's timely action, I'm afraid he would have become a waste person by now. But Qin forgot to ignore it, and continued to practice desperately when he got a little better. However, he was still very smart, and soon comprehended the essence of the five styles of breaking the wind, and in just seven or eight months, he practiced well, but it was the first time to practice the last style of "breaking the wind".

"I know the reason why you have risked your life to practice 'Breaking the Wind' these few times, even if your life is in danger." Wei Nian retracted his thoughts, looking at Qin Forget on the ground and feeling a little distressed.

Indeed, the move of "Breaking the Wind" is too strong, completely breaking all the opponent's attacks with the power of one move. Just like Qin Forget just now, although he had practiced, he was also injured by his own sword qi. It is conceivable that if there was a real master on the other side, he would definitely take advantage of Qin Wang's injury to pursue the victory, and Qin Wu would probably have died a long time ago.

And in order to get down the mountain as soon as possible, Qin Forget took the risk of practicing this knife many times, and when it was most dangerous, he was almost turned into powder by his own knife qi, but Wei Nian happened to arrive and helped him save the day.

"But you can't be regarded as practicing this move, I told you a long time ago that the person who practiced this move can break the enemy with one move, and he is still unharmed, and you are still too far behind. When you use this trick and you are still unscathed, I will naturally let you go down the mountain. Wei Nian chuckled.

Qin Wang's expression darkened, and he couldn't help but be very frustrated, and he also admitted that he was indeed not yet practicable. It's just that the anxiety in his heart makes him really don't have the heart to practice for a few more months or longer.