It was night, Zhang Yang smiled bitterly and fell asleep.

"Mist World Qi Refining Technique" is cool again.

He didn't plan to tell Ji Mengyao about this exercise, because Zhang Yang couldn't explain how he got this exercise, and how to explain that according to his practice, it was the right route, so he didn't tell him, which caused Ji Mengyao to guard Zhang Yang and practice hard work for an afternoon and half an evening.

Something like "Meng Yao, I have something to leave." "It's all regarded as lazy words, and being watched to death is hard practice.

As a result, the second pre-cultivation of "Misty World Qi Refining Technique" was cool again!

The next day, Zhang Yang just took a bath and came out of the medicine tank.

With a sigh, Zhang Yang gave up the beginning of the third pre-cultivation.

He took the fine iron long sword, located Yan Xiu's location alone, and looked for it with a dark face.

If you want to practice the "Misty World Qi Refining Technique", because of Ji Mengyao's tightness, it is impossible to avoid practicing the strength of the body, but Zhang Yang needs to practice the "Misty World Qi Refining Technique" for 100 days in advance, this is an inevitable conflict, the existence of this exercise Zhang Yang does not plan to inform Ji Mengyao, there is only one way: defeat Yan Xiu, so that Zhang Yang does not have to practice hard!

Zhang Yang went straight to the beach from Yukou Village.

When he found Yan Xiu, Zhang Yang's expression was soothed, and he gradually showed a shocked expression.

On the edge of the endless sea, Yan Xiu was dressed in green clothes, his aura condensed into a layer of protective qi, and a layer of brilliant brilliance spread on the long sword, stepping on the sea to fencing!

With a sword down, the waves rolled and soared, setting off the waves, and Yan Xiu quickly dodged to catch up with the peak of the waves, and the sword struck over!

Fight with the power of nature with a sword!

Zhang Yang watched for a long time, didn't make a sound, didn't move, just watched quietly and didn't bother.

The brilliance of the long sword was extremely bright in an instant, and a sword qi broke through the waves and split the sea, slashing straight to the depths of the field of vision, and the sea water was forced back for three breaths and did not fill it up!

Yan Xiu stepped on the sea, flew over for a while, and landed in front of Zhang Yang: "You little ghost is interesting, could it be that you have also practiced the art of divination, and you can find Yan's position, which is not bad, not bad." Anyway, what's the matter with me? ”

"My fellow Ji Mengyao." Zhang Yang opened his mouth with an unhappy face: "She guessed that you are going to participate in this Xianmen battle, and she plans to teach me all her skills, so that I can practice hard for half a month!" ”

"Oh?" Yan Xiu smiled inexplicably: "Isn't that good?" ”

"But I have other things, but Meng Yao must think that your inheritance is more important." Zhang Yang was even more unhappy.

"Ho! Don't dare to be ashamed, dare not be ashamed! Yan Xiu happily touched his inch-long beard and said with a smile: "Then what about that?" ”

Zhang Yang roared: "Muscle control technique!" Comprehensive! ”

Zhang Yang's body is not big but small, the overall body shape tends to be thin, only the back muscles are particularly developed, and the muscles around the body are strong but not rising, and then slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand, hid it behind him, and said seriously: "So, I came to ask my senior brother for advice, and I saw the real chapter at the bottom of my hand!" ”

Yan Xiu saw Zhang Yang's secret technique, his eyes narrowed, he touched the beard on his chin and thought for a while, and the long sword in his hand was slowly hidden behind him, and said: "Your secret technique is really amazing, integrating all the strength of your body, almost keeping up with the level of Yan's twenty years of hard work." I can fight, but I won't keep my hands on it, and I'll see blood, little ghost. ”

Zhang Yang snorted coldly and said seriously: "Come on!" I'm going to beat you! ”

"Good!" Yan Xiu's center of gravity slowly sank, his feet were loose, he seemed to be walking idly, but in fact, his eyes were staring at Zhang Yang's flaws, and he said: "No need to be polite, it's already started." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Xiu's figure flashed!

At the same time, Zhang Yang's horizontal sword was obliquely blocked!

"Ding!" A symphony of gold and iron.

Yan Xiu flashed back to his place and raised his eyebrows: "Yes, there is a lot of progress!" ”

Zhang Yang glanced at the long sword on the side of his sword, and felt that something was wrong, so he subconsciously fell backwards!

A sword light grazed his scalp and stabbed it!

"What do you think you're doing, little ghost?"

Yan Xiu's foot change is a pursuit.

And Zhang Yang rolled on a lazy donkey several times, although it was not good-looking, but he avoided the past.

Blocking the long sword that hit his right arm again, he suddenly had a strong stomach and ate a kick, and at the same time there was a huge force from the sword, Zhang Yang subconsciously let go, the long sword flew out, and he fell backwards, without any reaction, and his back fell on the beach without any unloading.

Yan Xiu slowly walked up to Zhang Yang and said lightly: "If it weren't for you and I being in the same family, and I also intended to pass on something to you, you would be defeated, and it would be nothing more than a dead word." ”

"Cut!" Zhang Yang was unconvinced: "I only used the exercises you used, if you use all your strength, how can you lose the enemy in a few clicks." ”

"Oh?" Yan Xiu's face was angry, he tried his best to restrain himself in his hand, and said coldly: "Little ghost, you said that you only used the exercises I used?" Get up!! Want to challenge Yan, but don't use all your strength? ”

"What's the point of that!" Zhang Yang held his stomach and stood up: "What can you learn without using the exercises you practice?" ”

Yan Xiu's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Fight with me with all your might, have you heard it, I don't want to say it a second time!" ”

His fingers gripped the hilt of the sword fiercely, trying his best to restrain his emotions, and looked at Zhang Yang: "Kindness is also limited!" ”

Zhang Yangyi gritted his teeth: "I have my reasons!" Use only your techniques to fight against you! ”

"Humph! Pick up your sword and fight again! Yan Xiu smiled angrily and took three steps back.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yang returned bruised and swollen.

He was repaired by Yan Xiu.

Yan Xiu kept his hand in the end, although he was serious, he slapped him with the sword face, instead of directly dealing with the tip of the sword or the blade of the sword.

Zhang Yang covered his face, feeling depressed and a little painful.

Yan Xiu didn't know what to think, it seemed to be intentional, and the most dense greeting of the sword face was his face.

At this time, a face can be easily supported by the cheeks, and the cheeks can be bulging, and you can hold up your hands casually.

Walking to a hidden place, Zhang Yang put a god-level healing medicine into his abdomen, grabbed the long sword and actually went back!

Yan Xiu is still practicing swords against the sea.

Seeing that Zhang Yang actually ran back again, Yan Xiu looked at Zhang Yang's original bruises and swelled, and sighed lightly: "Little ghost, you seem to be from a lot of background?" ”

Zhang Yang hurriedly shook the pot and said: "Ah, I met Ji Shizong's senior sister Pei Ziyuan on the way, and asked her to treat her, hehe, senior brother, let's fight again?" ”

"Nonsense!" Even if it was Yan Xiu, he couldn't laugh or cry, paced two steps in place, and said, "That's it, the teaching has been taught, come here, I'll tell you." ”

"These swords are the most basic sword moves, a total of seven styles."

Zhang Yang took a look, first compared and practiced for a while, and then tried to optimize the sword method that was more suitable for his own physique.

I haven't practiced a few swords yet.

"Not right!!!" Yan Xiu drank hard!

A piece of wooden stick hit Zhang Yang's ribs!

There is no injury this time, it is that pain! Zhang Yang's tears almost came out, and he shouted aggrievedly: "The standard posture does not match my physique, and if I shoot in this posture, the power can be increased by one percent!" ”

Yan Xiu blinked, tentatively began to optimize, and after trying it out, he looked inexplicable, and said to himself: "It makes sense." ”

Suddenly, he shook his head suddenly, and glared at Zhang Yang: "Let you practice the standard posture, what are you optimizing!" Practice in basic postures! ”

"But the basic posture doesn't fit my physique!" Zhang Yang shouted again.

"Smack!" "Ouch hey!!!"

After being cleaned up a few times by the small wooden stick under the ribs, Zhang Yang changed to a standard posture in humiliation, and practiced without saying a word with a black face.