"Good knife technique!"

Ri Luo looked at the radiant butcher in mid-air, and couldn't help but praise: "It's really a good sword technique! The Emperor Heavenly Court is an outstanding person, even in the era of the Dao Divine Power Broken Fault, there are still such outstanding characters, it is indeed a good place!"

He saw the butcher's knife skills, and his longing for the ruins was even greater.

Compared to him, the butcher is very "young", although he has not obtained a complete cultivation system, but he has entered the Dao with sword techniques, reaching the Dao of the Dao with sword techniques that many gods and demons of the Emperor Heaven and the Demon Race have not reached.

Ri Luo can see that if the butcher makes up for his own shortcomings in the future, he also has the hope of cultivating into a true god. has such attainments at a young age, this must be the role of opening the emperor's heavenly court!

"This trick was not passed on to me......"

Bashan Sacrificial Wine opened his mouth wide, his voice was like thunder, and he turned his head to look at Qin Mu: "Did the teacher pass it on to you?"

Qin Mu said honestly: "It's passed." But my realm is not enough, and I can't show it. ”

Bashan Sacrificial Wine said indignantly: "The old man is eccentric! This move is too strong, too strong......

It's not that the butcher is eccentric, the butcher crawled to the old village with his upper body, and most of the time he was crazy, scolding the thief every day and wanting to kill the sky, and when he was sober, he was silent and silent.

At that time, the butcher was very bitter, not because he only had his upper body left, but because he couldn't kill the sky, avenge his friends, and hate his sword.

In order to deal with Yang Xingjun and other heavenly gods, he has been working in madness, thinking of countless sword techniques, but he has never been able to break the supernatural powers of the gods in the sky.

The reason why he is crazy is because he thinks too much.

After Granny Si picked up Qin Mu from the riverside, the butcher's crazy heart was gradually unraveled by this little doll, and he had a support in his heart.

Since then, there have been fewer and fewer times when the madman is crazy, he used to think too much about himself crazy, but after Qin Mu came, his heart was stable, and he gradually integrated what he thought before.

When he entered the Dao with a sword technique, he created the ninth form of the Heavenly Sword, and the knife opened the Bright Moon Ring.

This sword is his work of entering the Tao and becoming a unique master of the Dao of the Dao.

Bashan sacrificial wine used to learn the eight methods of the heavenly sword, but the butcher was really annoying him, every time he saw him, he walked around from afar, and he was caught up by Bashan not long ago, and this trick was not yet passed on to him.

Moreover, the skill of opening the Ming Moon Ring is not only extremely demanding for cultivation, but also extremely high for the attainment of sword skills.

Yang Xingjun's blood spilled from the sky, turning the surrounding radius into a sea of fire. His blood is golden black blood, which contains the essence of the sun, and when it lands, it turns into flames, and the flames will not be extinguished.

Suddenly, a great sun fell from the sky and smashed to the ground, and the earth shook, turning the place where the great sun set into a sea of fire.

Qi Jiuwei frowned, and then his brows relaxed.

Yang Xingjun's death is not a bad thing for him, Yang Xingjun is the helper he invited from the Nether this time, after all, Yang Xingjun has been staying in the Nether and is familiar with geography.

Qi Jiuwei's purpose in inviting Yang Xingjun to come out was to borrow his hand to find Qin Mu, since Qin Mu was found, it didn't matter whether Yang Xingjun was dead or alive.

The butcher stepped forward, carrying a long knife, and Yang Xingjun's blood splashed on his body, making his body on fire, but he was a Vermilion Bird spirit body, and this injury was not a big deal.

"Refreshing!"

The butcher's chest was cracked with a big hole, and he vaguely saw the heart beating under the ribs, obviously he didn't feel well in the battle with Yang Xingjun just now, and he was not lightly injured, but he smiled: "Hundreds of years of madness, a knife split, it's really refreshing!"

The pharmacist hurriedly stepped forward, took a closer look at his wounds, and frowned: "Pig killer, you were almost killed, and you are still a fart?" Your injury has the remnants of Yang Xingjun's supernatural powers, I can't get rid of it for you, you come by yourself." Be careful, don't burst your heart, you're not a star, you can still live with a different heart. Although you killed coolly, you almost lost your life, you shouldn't be so brutal. ”

"The sword technique is not like the sword technique so many changes, the real knife technique, straight to life and death, take it, live! can't take it, die! It's as simple as that!"

The butcher also put the knife into the sheath, and with a burst of applause, countless tiny knives flashed in the wound on his chest, directly erasing the remnants of Yang Xingjun's supernatural powers, and said in a deep voice: "I used to pay attention to the subtlety and complexity of the knife technique, but after the knife technique entered the Tao, it became complicated and simplified. The previous night battles were stormy, and the sun was shining on the East China Sea, and it was too troublesome. Now the long knife hangs the moon and the knife opens the moon ring, which is getting simpler and simpler. ”

Riluo looked back left and right, and said to many demon supernatural powers: "Remember his words, it makes sense. Spells, supernatural powers, and combat skills will all be simplified in the future, but he didn't say it all. Simplicity is from complexity to simplicity, first there is complexity, complexity is a necessary journey, do not experience complexity, can not comprehend simplicity. The so-called Jane is a line of force condensation, a line of road gathering. ”

Many demon supernatural powers seemed to understand this, and they nodded one after another.

Qin Mu heard it in his ears, and couldn't help but secretly praise: "Ri Luo's vision and insight are indeed extremely brilliant, he is a great grandmaster, and he is worthy of being a true demon and a king. I created the first form of sword robbery, which is also from complex to simple. The so-called Jane, in fact, is not simple, the swordsmanship seems to be simple, but in fact, it mobilizes all the power, with Taoist rhyme, so the power is extraordinary. ”

Ordinary supernatural powers can mobilize one or two percent of all their own strength, because all their own power is actually extremely huge, for example, your right hand and left hand each have a hundred catties of strength, and your legs each have a hundred catties of strength, but you can't exert four hundred catties of power when you punch out.

The power in the body of the supernatural is more complex, with the power brought by the transportation of qi and blood, the power brought by the passage of tendons, the power of the operation of the vitality, the power of the primordial spirit, the power of the divine treasure, and the different powers such as the rune brand.

Unleashing these powers is supernatural powers.

The great supernatural power can mobilize fifty or sixty percent, which is already commendable, and only the supernatural power created by oneself is more suitable for oneself in order to exert more power.

And the power that he can exert to enter the Dao that he has realized is extremely terrifying, and basically all his own power has been developed.

From complexity to simplification, complexity is the process of exploring its own various strengths, which is indispensable.

Qi Jiuwei praised: "Ri Luo's insight is not bad. ”

Qin Mu glanced at him and praised: "Brother Qi's insight is not bad. ”

Qi Jiuwei smiled slightly.

The pharmacist examined the butcher's wound again, pulled out the fire poison with a silver needle, and said with a smile: "This little wound doesn't need me. Mu'er, call your fat man over and lick it, and you can rejuvenate your blood and muscles. ”

Long Qilin hurriedly trotted over and said with a smile: "Master Tu, the little dragon is going to lick it." ”

The butcher hurriedly looked at Qin Mu: "Mu'er, is there any bottle?"

The pharmacist said: "Ambergris is still fresh, but it is not fresh in the bottle, and the wound is slow to heal!"

The butcher will be skeptical.

"Brother Qin, Yang Xingjun has broken off his grudge, and the injury of the Heavenly Dao is no longer serious, now your mind should be calm, right?"

Qi Jiuwei looked at Qin Mu and said with a smile, "It's our turn." ”

Qin Mu was about to speak, when suddenly a sword light lit up, and then it was divided into two, two, four, four, eight, and constantly split!

"Zhehuali!"

Qin Mu's heart moved slightly, and suddenly the sword light in the sky was retracted, turning into a knife and falling down, where the knife light fell, the air cracked to both sides!

Binding Sun Luo flicked his sleeves and forced everyone in the place where this sword light passed, and the sword light reached ten miles, and the huge sword light slashed towards Qi Jiuzhi!

Qi Jiuwei's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly relaxed, allowing the sword light to come to him.

The sword light suddenly trembled and split, turning into more than ten swords and slashing towards Qi Jiuzhi, like a peacock opening the screen, but it suddenly closed, and these more than ten swords grazed the tip of Qi Jiuzhi's nose and did not touch him.

Suddenly, the knife was retracted, ten miles away, Zhehuali stuck the demon knife behind his back, and strode over, although his complexion was not very good, but he was very energetic, obviously he had suffered a lot in order to break through these days.

The butcher looked at Zhehuali, and suddenly sighed, his expression gloomy: "My two disciples, one has embarked on the path of confluence of combat techniques, and the other has comprehended the way of swords. ”

Bashan Sacrificial Wine's face was blushing, Qin Mu was calm and calm, without any shame: "My swordsmanship is more promising, than Senior Brother Bashan, and the village chief is very pleased." ”

Riluo looked at Zhehuali, admired, and said, "Zhehuali, you can become a teacher." ”

Zhehuali bowed down to thank him, then stood up, his gaze fell sharply on Qin Mu, and then shifted to Qi Jiuzhi's face, and the sword in his eyes jumped: "Qin Mu is mine." If you want to kill him before me, I'll kill you first. ”

The cripple was surprised: "Mu'er, you are quite popular. ”

Qin Mu's face suddenly darkened.

Qi Jiuwei said indifferently: "Zhehuali, you studied under Luo Wushuang, the general of the Lingxiu Army? Divine Sword Luo Wushuang, the sword technique is in the Dao, in the heavenly court he is responsible for teaching the younger generation of the Lingxiu Army, you have to pass on his true inheritance, very good, but do you know who I am?"

Zhehuali shook his head: "Don't ask who you are, if you want to kill him, you die first." ”

Qi Jiuwei shook his head: "Luo Wushuang's disciple, I can't help but be too ignorant of the height of the sky, I realized a sword technique, and just walked out of Luo Wushuang's shadow, he dared to call out to me." Brother Qin, do you still want to watch me fight against the demon master? I'll give you a chance. ”

Qin Mu narrowed his eyes, and felt an extremely dangerous aura from him!

Qi Jiuzhi's body seems to have a desolate beast gradually waking up!

This feeling is like a true dragon urging the ancestral dragon Taixuangong, but Qi Jiuzhi is definitely not a dragon clan, it should be a phoenix clan!

"It's going to be bad!"

Qin Mu's heart was shocked: "Qi Jiuzhi has cultivated a technique that goes directly to the emperor's throne!"

The lame man appeared behind him at some point, and earnestly instructed: "Mu'er, you must be cowardly when you should coax, and you must slip away when you should slip, and believe in the teachings of the lame grandfather, it is absolutely right." ”

Qin Mu suddenly became excited, clenched his fists, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Lame grandpa, a master of cultivating the Emperor's Throne Technique, I have never been killed!"

————Is this the third watch or the first watch? It's not even twelve o'clock, it's the third watch today!