(1st Update)

The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river.

The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen for nine days.

The 200-meter-high waterfall hangs straight down from the cliff, emitting bursts of long-lasting roar, abundant water vapor, and bitter cold.

When the line of sight gradually moved forward, I saw a figure standing under the waterfall, standing on the cobblestone, toes like hooked claws, tightly pulled on the stone surface, a knotted and powerful muscles shining in the sun, the long arm like an ape-like arm that had been tempered for thousands of years suddenly rotated like a wind wheel, and the wooden sword held in his hand crossed a mysterious arc.

The swordsmanship is ethereal, like an immortal dancing.

What's even more bizarre is that with the progression of sword moves, the sword momentum is like a flood that has been accumulated, and the power contained in it has become more and more ferocious.

The water splashed, and then I saw this person swing the sword move to the end of the eighty-one style, and the force of eighty-one times was superimposed, accompanied by a burst of cry from the depths of the throat, and at the end of the wooden sword, it was actually stirred up with amazing sword qi.

Sword Qi spans nineteen continents!

From the bottom to the top, the sword qi rose upside down, unstoppable!

The falling waterfall was stunned in front of such a powerful sword qi, like a brocade silk being torn in half from it.

Draw the sword and cut off the water!

The water flowed out on both sides, revealing the smooth rock wall that washed by day and night underneath, until the sword qi flew out two hundred meters away, bringing out a splash of water, and the crystal droplets of water shone a little in the sun, allowing the waterfall to close the gap and restore the previous scene.

The moment the sword qi overflowed, Yang Ming looked down at the wooden sword in his hand, because he couldn't withstand the superimposed power, it was already cracked into countless cracks, and with a gust of wind blowing, it turned into countless fine wood powder and scattered in the air.

Yang Ming turned a blind eye to it, quietly reminiscing about everything just now.

Since the last time he stole the Cloak Hammer Method, more than a month has passed, and in this month, Yang Ming has not been idle, while constantly becoming familiar with the Cloak Hammer Method, he has also integrated it into his own skill system, completely absorbing it into his own thing.

After many screenings and experiments, Yang Ming ruled out the idea of fusing the Qinglian Sword Technique and the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Method, which were completely unrelated to each other, but the Dugu Nine Sword unexpectedly fused well with the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Method.

Come to think of it, Dugu Jiujian actually has no fixed moves, everything is as you like, and the ultimate goal is to crack the enemy's moves.

And after adding the Cloak Hammer Method to the Dugu Nine Swords, Yang Ming also spent a lot of time with his superhuman comprehension to thoroughly integrate the two, and just now was the most successful experiment, even if he didn't use any soul power, just by virtue of the move just now, he could successfully enter the ranks of powerful soul skills.

"Papapa, papa!"

There was a round of applause.

Yang Ming suddenly turned around, and saw Tang Hao and Tang San, father and son, walking side by side.

Tang Hao did not hide his appreciation for Yang Ming in his eyes, and said with emotion:

"When people want to create a set of their own soul skills, they need talent, understanding, time, and some luck, even so, it often takes the joint efforts of several generations to ponder and perfect a soul skill, I didn't expect that I, Tang Hao, would be lucky enough to see someone create a soul skill in my lifetime, it's really terrifying!"

Tang Hao usually doesn't talk much, but today it is rare to say so many words in one breath, which is already very rare, and what is even more rare is that he, who has always been stingy in praising others, actually praised Yang Ming without hesitation, if the disciples of Haotian Sect who are familiar with Tang Hao are here, they will definitely be shocked and their jaws will fall.

On the side, Tang San listened to his father keep praising Yang Ming, not to mention how depressed he was, and the expression on his face was almost unbearable.

God knows, since this period of time, Tang San has had enough of Yang Ming, someone else's child, the better Yang Ming is, the stricter Tang Hao's requirements for him are.

Tang San originally thought that his successful cultivation of the Chaos Cloak Hammer Method was already very remarkable, but Yang Ming turned his head and created his own soul technique, without thinking about it, after Tang Hao went back, he would definitely ask him to create a soul technique by himself.

However, is there such a thing as soul technique, can it be created if you want to create it?

What can I do?

I'm desperate!

What can I do, wait online, it's in a hurry!

At this head, Tang San fell into self-isolation alone.

Yang Ming jumped down from the cobblestone, and while walking towards the Tang family's father and son, he took out spare clothes from the Youhai Na ring and put them on, a white satin robe, covering his perfect body that was enough to make any woman scream, the blue belt tightly tied his waist, with a bag of deodorant sachets, and then tied up a shawl and black hair, under the transformation, he had the style of a pretty boy in white.

"Uncle Hao has won the award."

A smile tugged at the corner of Yang Ming's mouth, glanced at Tang San who was depressed on the side, and said with a smile:

"I'm just lucky."

"Yang Ming, no one has ever told you that being overly modest is pride?" Tang Hao didn't treat Yang Ming as an outsider, and scolded with a smile: "If everyone has luck like yours, wouldn't those of us who have lived for half our lives all live to dogs?" ”

Yang Ming laughed a few times and did not continue to delve into this topic.

The group talked and laughed, and it happened that Ma Hongjun and Oscar had already cultivated about the same.

Although Ma Hongjun and Oscar have not made such great progress as Yang Ming and Tang San, but under the guidance of a top Title Douluo like Tang Hao, their strength has also improved by leaps and bounds, which is not the same.

Seeing that everyone was coming, Tang Hao's face was upright, and he said:

"I see the progress of several of you, I have to say, you are worthy of the pride of the sky, the progress is very great, next, we will go to the base camp of the Bombing Gang, whether you can get the appreciation of the gang leader, and successfully join the Bombing Gang, it depends on you!"

Hearing that he was finally able to be introduced by Tang Hao to join the Bombing Gang, Tang San, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun couldn't help but feel hot in their hearts.

In the past few days of cultivation, they have already knocked on the side from Tang Hao and Dugu Bo's mouths, heard the news about the Bombing Heaven Gang, and from the words of that scaly half-claw, they have pieced together an extremely mysterious and extremely powerful force hidden in the soul master world, and the leader of the Bombing Heaven Gang who can dominate so many Title Douluo, and even get Tang Hao's heartfelt admiration, makes the three of them yearn for it, at this time, knowing that they have the opportunity to meet his old man, they suddenly feel that the hardships they have suffered in their previous cultivation are nothing, it is worth it!

Looking at the uncontrollable excited looks on the faces of the three of them, the corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly.

If you knew that I was the helper, would you want to kill me?

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