No wonder most of the corpses above the grass in the first level have no scars on their bodies, no wonder the god of medicine will say that I have been in the first level for a hundred years......

Most of those people should have been killed by the realm spirits, and most of them did not die from breaking through the level, but at the hands of the realm spirits.

"Shaoxia, what kind of corpse do you want to choose?"

"Is there a corpse with a knife? I'm going to choose the one with a knife. Ye Huan looked cautious, for fear of offending the realm spirit.

This force seems harmless to humans and animals on the surface, but in fact, it is ruthless and brutal......

When I was just on the grassland in the first level, I chose the body of the God of Medicine, and then all the things on the God of Medicine belonged to me. Now choose the corpse yourself. It is estimated that the contents of the corpse also belong to themselves.

So the best choice now is to choose the corpses of the knife, because these corpses may have cheats on them, and there are cheats on the knife technique.

"Yes," Ye Huan looked at himself like a thief, and the red-faced spirit was not angry. I saw that the red-faced realm spirit raised his right hand and waved it towards the sky again.

Most of the more than a thousand corpses floating in mid-air suddenly disappeared into thin air. In an instant, only a dozen corpses remained in the desert.

The dozen or so corpses were old and young, and they were dressed differently, but they all had one thing in common, that is, they all carried knives, carrying all kinds of long knives.

More than a dozen corpses floated towards Ye Huan and moved closer to Ye Huan's side.

"You can take a look and then choose. The red-faced realm spirit reminded Ye Huan.

What do you think?Ye Huan muttered inwardly, these people all look similar on the outside, there is no difference. How can you tell if they have cheats on them?

"Wouldn't it be nice if you let them demonstrate the sword techniques they know, what more secrets do you need?" The red-faced realm spirit looked at Ye Huan with a look of disdain, as if he was looking at an idiot.

"Is this okay?" Ye Huan was a little incredulous, "Will they be willing to show me the knife technique?"

"These people were all suddenly invited by me into the Infinite Secret Realm, each of them has a lot of unfulfilled wishes, you just have to promise them, if you succeed in the level, you will help them fulfill their wishes when you go out in the future, they are happy to show you the knife technique. ”

"Really?" Ye Huan was still a little unconvinced.

Isn't it easy for me to learn all the knife techniques I have learned all my life and not to pass them on, and I don't hide them all tightly, for fear that others will learn them?

"Fools, these people are all a generation of Tianjiao, the sword skills they created are earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods, they really want their sword skills to be spread, not to be buried in the secret realm, not to be known by the world. ”

"Are you sure?"

Ye Huan was so unenlightened, the red-faced realm spirit didn't want to be angry, "In addition to the pursuit of immortality in a cultivator's life, and then to obtain great freedom and great leisure, the second thing he pursues is nothing more than fame. No matter which practitioner he is, he wants to go down in history and be remembered by thousands of practitioners in future generations. These trespassers, they failed to break through and died in the secret realm, and in their last wishes, they definitely wanted to spread their sword skills so that future generations of cultivators would remember them. ”

How is this different from what I saw on TV before, Ye Huan said secretly.

"I'll summon their remnants first, you take your time. After the red-faced Jing Ling finished speaking, he raised his right hand and waved it lightly towards the dozen corpses beside Ye Huan.

Balls of light the size of ping-pong balls rose from these corpses, and after rising to a height of three or four meters, these balls of light stopped in mid-air.

The moment the ball of light rose into the air, Ye Huan looked towards the ball of light on the far right.

The moment he looked at the ball of light, the ball of light in front of him suddenly changed.

I saw a flash of white light in front of me, and a middle-aged man with a scimitar suddenly appeared in the air and appeared in front of Ye Huan's eyes.

This middle-aged man is mediocre and ordinary, but the whole person is like a knife, an unsheathed knife, a sharp knife, and an indestructible knife.

The moment the middle-aged man appeared in the air, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and it suddenly cooled down. And Ye Huan, who looked at the middle-aged man, had red eyes, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

Not only tears, but the skin on his body suddenly felt very painful, like a knife cut, and when he looked down, many places on his body were cut out of small wounds. Not only the wounds, but also many places on the body were condensed with fine ice slag.

The moment a wound appeared on the body, a burst of vitality immediately emerged in the body, a thick vitality.

Vitality rushed to the skin, to those tiny wounds.

At the moment of the arrival of vitality, the wound on the skin immediately healed slowly and visibly with the naked eye.

The middle-aged man who noticed Ye Huan's situation frowned, and then retracted it violently.

In an instant, the middle-aged man was restrained, and the whole person became ordinary, and there was no longer a trace of momentum exposed.

"Shaoxia, hello, I'm Xie Ash, the Snowy Sword God. What you see now is a wisp of my remnant soul. After receiving the momentum of the release, the middle-aged man smiled and said to Ye Huan.

"Hello senior, I'm Ye Huan. Ye Huan bent down and saluted the man in the air.

"Shaoxia, since we can meet, it means that we are destined, let's say, what do you need my help with?" the middle-aged man said to Ye Huan with a kind face.

"I want to learn your sword technique, can you teach me?" Ye Huan said cautiously.

"Yes," Ye Huan just finished speaking, and the man immediately grinned and said simply.

So simply, Ye Huan said secretly, it seems that what Jing Ling said is true.

"I've been using long knives since I was a martial artist, and I've always used long knives until I broke through to the realm of life and death," the man said, bowing his head as if touching a lover, reaching out and gently stroking the scimitar in his hand.

"Today, I will teach you everything that my Snowy Sword God has learned and understood all his life. When the middle-aged man said this, his face changed, and the whole person instantly became serious.

"I have a total of more than a dozen sword techniques, but your realm is low, so I'll teach you the simplest first three styles first. ”

"Blizzard's knife method is the first style, and the snow is sadistic. After the man finished speaking, he immediately turned around and pointed his right hand at Ye Huan.

The man who turned around changed his whole person, becoming like a knife, an unsheathed knife, a sharp knife, an indestructible knife.

Raise your scimitar and slash it into the distance from top to bottom. At the moment when the scimitar was about to cut to the end, the man's right hand turned at will, and the edge of the knife became oblique upward, and he picked it up. The man who picked up the long knife in mid-air once again turned his right hand lightly, and the edge of the knife turned to the lower left, and the knife was slashed down......

When the man uses the scimitar, on the surface, it seems that the knife technique is arbitrary and undisciplined, but in fact, the scimitar is slashing according to a mysterious trajectory.

Sometimes the trajectory feels simple, sometimes it feels difficult. Ye Huan, who opened his eyes wide and stared at it with all his attention, seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand at all, couldn't understand at all.

The man's scimitar in the middle-aged man's hand is getting faster and faster...... In the end, the scimitar was no longer visible, and the man could not be seen clearly.

A cold moon was flying up and down in mid-air, like a butterfly.

Countless moon-shaped blades shot out from the man's scimitar, and the blades flew forward like snowflakes in the sky.

The sword covered everything, enveloping all the void in front of it.

The wind was blowing, and suddenly the wind was blowing in the air.

Level 1 breeze, Level 2 breeze...... The wind blows in the air. The whirring wind roared in the air as if it were going to blow everything away and sweep away everything in the world.

The yellow sand in the desert was blown up, and the yellow sand flew towards the sky like snow.

Ye Huan was stunned, Ye Huan, who saw such a delicate sword technique for the first time, was completely stunned.

If I could learn this knife technique in the first level, this amazing knife technique, then it would be no difficult to break through the first level at all.