"It's a good name, it's both on-topic and straightforward."

Zheng Fan clapped his hands,

That's it.

Xiao Jiantong was stunned for a moment, she really couldn't understand that this "leader" would give her name so casually?

When I thought of myself being shouted like this every day for the next twenty years:

, have you eaten?

, morning!

, it's a nice day.

The little sword boy is a little bit about to go berserk, but smart people and fools are two ways.

I only heard the little sword boy speak:

"How long have you been stuck on Bapin?"

"Huh?"

Zheng Fan was about to take Siniang's hand and go back to review yesterday's stitching.

Hearing Xiao Jiantong's words, he immediately stopped his figure, sat back on the chair, crossed his legs, and the corners of his mouth curled.

Road:

"I think it's been a long time, but it doesn't seem to be too long."

Purely calculated in terms of cultivation time, Zheng Fan can indeed be regarded as a genius, because not only Ding Hao, but Li Fusheng has also confirmed that the qi and blood in his body are naturally strong, which is simply the foundation of martial arts wizards.

But it can't be helped, he's stressed.

With the seven demon kings on your back and moving forward together, if you have been stuck in one realm for too long, you can even see the strong desire to eat people in the eyes of the demon kings!

It feels like an old landlord, and when you return to the house, more than a dozen aunts and wives will stare at you like this.

"I can help you improve from the eighth grade to the seventh grade."

"How many of your own?"

"I don't have a taste."

Xiao Jiantong said it very naturally.

"The master said, I was born with a sword embryo, the sword intent is natural, practicing swords is the same as practicing martial arts, and forcibly practicing martial arts before the bones grow well and are not shaped is nothing more than pulling seedlings to grow.

But I'm not in the product, but I'll watch it. ”

"The king of the mouth?"

"What mouth, what king?" The little sword boy frowned slightly.

The blind man silently put down the teacup and urged, "Go on." ”

Whether Zheng Fan advances or not, it has a lot to do with it, and every time the demon kings can recover one more layer of strength, they will be able to be more calm about the future layout.

At the very least, if all the demon kings are seventh-grade, according to the near-invincible strength of the demon kings at the same level, that is to say, there will be seven more masters between the sixth and seventh grades around Zheng Fan.

The most important thing is that some people's special abilities can be used.

Xiao Jiantong was most afraid of the blind, because she seemed to be able to see through the hearts of most people, so she didn't dare to anger the blind, and immediately said:

"Warriors and swordsmen, in fact, have been on the same path since before the seventh grade, and the watershed between the two is actually here.

For martial artists, focusing on the nourishment of their own blood and qi, shaping the body with force, and breaking through the level with qi, so that the qi and blood can be released and contracted freely, and the qi and blood are the same, so that they can become seven products.

As far as the swordsman is concerned, the cultivation of qi and blood has been temporarily put down at this time, focusing on consolidating his own sword intent, controlling his qi and blood with sword intent, supplementing his sword intent with qi and blood, and accidentally releasing the sword before he can enter the seventh grade.

The two seem to be in different ways, but in essence, they are the same, and they are both through their own ways to achieve the release of qi and blood. ”

Zheng Fan listened and asked:

"You mean, I want to advance quickly, and what kind of Raushzi sword intent do I have to practice?"

In fact, Zheng Fan still likes the image of a swordsman, and most people have a dream of being a swordsman.

But perhaps because the place of birth is in the Yan Kingdom, the Yan people like to use knives, especially the sabers of the Yan people, which are the big killers on the battlefield, so Zheng Shoubei slowly began to love the sword.

After using something smoothly, after using it, I can't talk about liking it, but I'm too lazy to change it.

"No, it's that you have him by your side!"

The little sword boy sitting on Fan Li's shoulder stretched out his hand and pointed at the blind man.

"He has a very unbelievable ability to control things."

Time

Everyone present, except for Fan Li,

I figured out why.

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin and said:

"You have to mean, let the blind man use his mental power to help me channel my own qi and blood, form an outward release, and then advance in this tricky way?"

"Mindfulness? Is that the name of the invisible force? Little Sword Tong asked.

The blind man faced Zheng Fan and said:

"Lord, it is not advisable."

Zheng Fan nodded and said, "Hmm." ”

Everything is done step by step, and it is very likely that the advanced level can be completed by forcibly urging the qi and blood in the body to achieve the effect of external release with mental power, but this way of "ripening" often brings extremely terrible side effects.

In other words, what is the difference between this and the drug-addicted Fu King?

It is even very likely that Zheng Fan will stop at the seventh-rank position, and then all the demon kings can only stop at this gear in this life.

Fishing in the dry water is something that a truly far-sighted person is not willing to do.

"Why not, are you still thinking about becoming a real powerhouse?"

In Xiao Jiantong's opinion, the man named Zheng Fan in front of him has a strong utilitarian spirit, and often this kind of person with a strong utilitarian heart is difficult to go far on the road of cultivation.

In this life, there is so much time and so much energy, and when you want to concentrate on one thing, you naturally have to ignore the others.

"I don't like to hear that." Zheng Fan said.

Fan Li nodded, stretched out his fingers,

"Boom!"

flicked a little sword boy's brain.

"Ouch, it hurts!"

Zheng Fan didn't pay attention to this sword boy anymore, and turned to the blind man:

"Li Fusheng told me that if you want to break through, you have to raise your murderous spirit."

When the blind man heard this, he said, "That is, the Lord has killed less people this time?" ”

"Probably."

In fact, there is a sentence that everyone hasn't said, that is, the reason why Zheng Fan kills less is because every time he goes to the battlefield, he is guarded by the demon king.

But you can't help but defend it, because it is very likely that everyone will die collectively as soon as Zheng Fan dies.

"When you get to the Jin Kingdom, let's take a look, even if the Jin people don't rebel, aren't there still savages?"

There are many savage settlements in the Tianduan Mountains of the Jin Kingdom.

"Okay, you keep drying, I'll go back to the house and rest."

"Yes, Lord."

Zheng Fan got up, left the chair, and walked towards the castle, and Siniang followed and walked back.

When he was about to walk to the door of his room, Zheng Fan suddenly found Ah Ming and Liang Cheng sitting together, one holding a teacup and ice cubes next to him.

"Lord."

"Lord."

"Yo, drink." Zheng Fan said hello.

Ah Ming smiled slightly and said, "The Lord is here to drink?" ”

"No, I'm not very fond of eating blood."

After watching Zheng Fan enter the house, Liang Cheng and Ah Ming silently raised their wine glasses together, responded gently, and then drank them all at the same time.

Ah Ming put down his wine glass, shook his head, and said:

"When two people eat, it can be more lively, and the meal is delicious, but it always feels weird for two people to drink this."

Liang Cheng also nodded, indicating that he also had the same opinion.

"Aren't we considered to be rich and noble?"

Before the march and battle, the two lived in a tent and drank something together at night, and that was it.

Now that I don't fight, I'm back, I have my own room, and then I forcibly get together to drink this, but I feel that there is no atmosphere.

After all, neither zombies nor vampires are the ones who love to be lively, but prefer to be alone.

"They can't hear that."

Otherwise, it will have to be used as a joke.

"If you are bored, you will always be bored."

Ah Ming got up, picked up the ice cubes and wine jugs, and walked slowly back to his room, but at the door of his room, he stopped.

Instinctively, it seems that something is wrong in front of his door, but he can't see what is wrong.

After hesitating for a moment, and without thinking more, Ah Ming pushed open the door of his room.

What came into view was two sets of armor hanging inside the door, and then, only a "buzz" sound was heard,

The armor was pierced by an arrow,

The next moment,

directly pierced Ah Ming's chest.

"Hey, this armor-piercing effect is good."

Xue San's voice came from the room.

Ah Ming bit his lip, looked at the wine jug in his hand, took a sip, and then lowered his head to see the liquid dripping out of the wound on his chest.

Pushing away the shield of the armor in front of him, Ah Ming saw that Xue San was playing with a crossbow in the room, the crossbow was still mainly made of wood, but in the key position, it seemed to use special materials, and it looked a little shiny.

"Ah Ming, come and take a look, my new thing, the improved version of the crossbow arrow, uses the spar sold by the Western caravan, but the price is a bit expensive, but the penetration is really not enough, large-scale mass production is impossible, but in the future, get a special team to equip them, the effect will definitely be good."

Think about it, if a twenty-person assassination team touches the target at close range and comes up with a close-range salvo, even the martial arts master will have to be shot out of a few holes, right? ”

"So, you just hid in my room, deliberately waiting for me to come back and shoot me?"

"That's right, this thing has to find a living person to try, and your reflexes are already fast, if you try it, the effect will be better, penetrate two layers of fine armor, but you still can't dodge, hehe. But when you use it in the future, you have to smear some spices on the arrowhead, and raise a few dogs to make it easy to look back at the arrow, this thing is too expensive. ”

"Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

"Nonsense, if I said it, would you agree? Will you only be shot by the Lord, but will you be shot by me? ”

"So, you just don't ask?"

"That's right, you won't die if you shoot an arrow anyway, and next month I will deduct it from my share of the money and make you a new set of clothes to compensate you, hehe."

"Huh."

Ah Ming also smiled,

Then two fangs appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his breath began to grow more and more gloomy;

"You're getting naughty now, boy."

It's just that just as Ah Ming walked towards Xue San step by step, he suddenly stopped again.

Because Xue San silently reloaded the crossbow with arrows, the arrows of this arrow emitted silver light, which was a silver arrow.

"............" Ah Ming.

Xue San held the crossbow arrow, yawned, shook his body beautifully, and the three oars under him swayed in waves.

"Who's not a cutie, is they?"