National art, only killing, not performing.

Although Harukawa doesn't know national arts, but his killing skills are no worse than anyone else, what Harukawa lacks is combat experience, skills and experience can't be confused, Harukawa ranks sixth on the world killer list, but it doesn't mean that he has rich combat experience, it can only be said that he is a top assassin, or he and little Lori Ayumi would not be so passive when they fell into a trap.

Qingchuan is proficient in swordsmanship, has the use of spiritual power, and has soul power flying knives for long-range attacks, but that's just it, Qingchuan's most powerful means are soul power and spiritual power, and even flying knives can't be used without soul power, and swordsmanship is only proficient, and there is almost no experience in fighting people.

"You are not in danger of your life now, but your melee combat skills are not very good, and you are only slightly better than ordinary special forces by relying on your physical advantage!" Qingshuang said, not leaving Qingchuan a little face, in Qingchuan thought that he was stronger than the king of soldiers' melee ability was said by Qingshuang to be only a little stronger than ordinary special forces, which was really a blow.

"Huh! I know! Qingchuan's face was embarrassed, his melee strength was really not too good in front of Qingshuang.

"You have now completed the cultivation of the body forging technique, and the next thing to practice your swordsmanship and flying knives is the first priority, don't be abused into a dog every time you are beaten by the crowd!" Qingshuang strikes again.

"Huh!" Harukawa smiled but didn't say a word.

"It's still the same as before, I'll be your sparring partner and improve your swordsmanship and flying knife strength!" Qingshuang said, feeling a little happy in her heart, she didn't expect that after coming back, she actually found that Qingchuan had broken the flaws in her soul and was one step closer, so that she was not far from his goal, maybe she could succeed this time.

"Why do you help me, you don't need me with your strength, right?" Harukawa had wanted to ask for a long time, and he was very curious about this question.

"You'll find out later!" Qingshuang seemed to have known that Qingchuan would ask this question, and said slowly.

"Then I'll wait!" Harukawa smiled.

"Let's get started!" The momentum of the green frost gushed out, and the momentum of standing up was like the wind, coming directly from the pavement.

"Come on!" The soul sword appeared, and he raised his sword and stabbed it out without greeting him.

Qingshuang was a little surprised, but she unhurriedly took out the snow-white long sword and easily slashed the Qingchuan long sword aside.

"Not bad!" Qingshuang praised.

"And!" Turning around, the long sword slashed at Qingshuang.

"Ding!"

The two swords slammed together, making a crisp sound, and at the same time retracted their swords and stabbed at each other at the same time.

"Ding, ding, ding!" There was a crisp sound, and the two of them were like two sharp weapons, attacking each other, flickering and flickering, and the sword qi that flew out from time to time left traces on the wall, very deep.

"Thorn!" The spiritual power was running on the soul sword, and a touch of purple gradually approached in Qingshuang's eyes.

Qingshuang was not arrogant, the sword defended, the tip of the sword stabbed on the sword, and Qingchuan slashed with another sword, slashing at Qingshuang's shoulder at a very fast speed.

Qingshuang went up with the sword, and the long sword stabbed straight out, which was a lose-lose situation.

This is just practicing swordsmanship, and neither of them is a persistent person, and at the same time they retreated, and the long swords attacked each other in the air.

"Ding!"

"Throwing knives!" Qingshuang's long sword shook, and the flying knife shot by Qingchuan pierced the wall, and the long sword danced a sword flower in the air, operating the power in his body, and he didn't despise Qingchuan's swordsmanship, and it was not good to capsize the boat in the gutter.

Ten percent of the force, the momentum into the rainbow, the sword qi from the pavement, one move to split Huashan in the hands of Qingshuang, but there is an invincible momentum, straight towards Qingchuan.

Qingchuan knew that he could not avoid it, and he did not show it, so he senselessly raised his sword and rushed forward, his courage was like a fish, swimming up.

"Ding!"

The two swords struck each other, Qingshuang didn't move, but Qingchuan took two steps back, Qingshuang was unforgiving, and a killing move went straight to Qingchuan's chest.

Qingchuan was useless, transported the spiritual power of his whole body, stabbed out the sword, the tip of the sword slammed, only to hear the sound of "ding", the soul sword was first broken in half, and then shattered into pieces and shot around.

Qingshuang dodged his fragments, and his long sword struck out, sweeping away the fragments of the soul sword that came at him.

Qingshuang was a little distracted, how could it be, that blow was not so powerful!

"Fooled!" A silent willow leaf flying knife shot at him, and Qingshuang realized that he had been fooled, and the purple soul power was a little blurry at the rapid speed.

Qingshuang was fearless, and immediately took two steps back, and the sword stabbed out, the tip of the sword collided with the flying knife, Qingshuang was stunned, but the snow-white long sword was easily shattered by the flying knife like sand, and immediately dissipated in the air.

The flying knife sank into the wall, and Qingshuang had a wound on her chest, but Qingchuan looked to the other side and said happily, "How is it?" Not bad! This is my strongest blow! ”

"It's the strongest blow other than soul power!" Qingshuang reminded and struck.

"Huh!" Harukawa smiled, and his excitement disappeared immediately.

"With the soul sword, the idea is good, but the accuracy and strength are a little worse!" Qingshuang said, secretly using her strength to heal the hidden wound on her arm.

"Of course, the Soul Sutra has been cultivated to the end, of course, you have to have your own tricks!" Qingchuan was a little proud, and the dissipated soul sword reappeared.

Qingshuang interrupted, "Next time you're practicing swords, what will be useful to you now is your flying knife, let's practice flying knives first!" ”

Qingshuang gathered strength into a point in his hand, and a small off-white ball appeared in Qingshuang's hand, glowing with light, and threw it into the air, "Shoot it!" ”

"Look!" The soul sword turned into soul power and entered the body again, and suddenly a well-crafted willow leaf flying knife appeared between Qingchuan's fingers.

Calm down, his eyes stared at the small ball floating in the air, and with the soul sword, the sizzle was inaudible.

The flying knife approached the small ball, but the small ball was controlled by Qingshuang, and with a slight movement of his fingers, it was much farther away from the attack path of the flying knife.

Qingchuan's face was not ugly, and as soon as his mind moved, the flying knife seemed to be equipped with a tracking system, turning in the air and approaching the ball.

The competition between Qingchuan and Qingshuang went from swordsmanship to imperial weapons, and the flying knife slashed through the ball, but it only brushed over, and it turned around in the air and hit the flying knife with all its strength, and the flying knife was knocked down and attacked in the direction of Qingchuan.

Qingchuan raised his hand and grabbed the flying knife again, and at the same time, the soul power was pulled, and the two flying knives on the wall also reappeared in Qingchuan's hand, half-squatting with his right hand back, and the three flying knives attacked the ball with all their strength.

The ball flickered into three, and the knife hit, but the ball did not dissipate.

Qingshuang said, "This is a conjugation, only the middle point is the real thing, it depends on whether you can shoot it!" ”

"Really!" Qingchuan smiled, and the flying knife that still had strength was controlled by Qingchuan and turned a big bend in the air, and shot towards the three small balls with more power.

Shot again, hit two, the ball became five, Qingchuan was a little anxious, the soul power was quickly consumed, but the ball still did not dissipate, and even became more.

"Intentions, feelings, with the soul sword, but it is not perfect, this is a flying knife, not soul power, think about it carefully!" Qingshuang guided.

Harukawa pondered, and the flying knife turned in the air, slowly turning into a circle.

"Heart, soul power is like a knife, but there is no knife intent, with a soul sword, only power but no soul, do you want to use your heart?"

The flying knife returned to his hand, and he borrowed the force backwards to make the knife, and the flying knife entered the wall, no, it had nothing to do with soul power.

Qingchuan thought slowly, a flying knife appeared between his fingers, and with a flick of it, the ball dissipated.

That's it, no, it's not like this, Qingchuan closed his eyes, and the last two flying knives appeared, wrong, then change it back, the heart is like a knife, the soul is like power, the knife is in the body, the knife is out, there is no special change, the flying knife passes through the small balls, the flying knives enter the wall, but all the small balls have dissipated.

"You get it!"

"The heart is like a knife, the soul is the sword, the soul power is not the power of the knife, he is the knife move, as for the meaning, the soul is the will!"