Chapter 0119: Proud Sword Move

"Don't, you're going to use some kind of tricks against me again!"

Qiu'er slowly retreated, unwilling to listen to Ling Wushuang's words.

"What nonsense!"

Ling Wushuang turned his palm into a claw, sending out an undercurrent that firmly sucked Qiu'er in, making her unable to move.

"Come here!"

Ling Wushuang snorted lightly, and the undercurrent sucked Qiu'er and instantly moved it to his palm.

"Help! Murder of my own daughter... ”

Qiu'er shouted loudly, starting from the memory, her father Ling Wushuang had always followed her wishes, and did not force her to do anything.

"Don't make noise! Dad will teach you all the secret magic methods today, and you will understand them by yourself in the future! ”

Ling Wushuang placed his palm on Qiu'er's back, and the dark qi continued to flow into her body.

"Daddy, what are you doing here? You've been badly injured while you're in the Sword Shrine, so you'll die! Qiu'er struggled hard, but to no avail, she could only let the powerful inner breath emitted by Ling Wushuang flow through her body.

"You also underestimate your father, you can't die! The Demon Realm is far from being as simple as you think, and if I don't do this, I'm afraid you won't even be able to enter the threshold of the real Demon Realm! ”

Ling Wushuang continued to transmit black qi, and his face gradually turned from ruddy to pale.

"But your arrogant and lazy character has made you set up so many enemies, I don't want to go out and go back to the mountain to collect your corpse... Qiu'er tilted her head back slightly and said worriedly.

"Whew! You're so looking forward to your father's death, aren't you? Whoever wants to enter the seven entrances without leaving the mountain, you don't talk nonsense, it's almost good! ”

In this way, the father and daughter finished transmitting the secret magic method in the noise, and when Ling Wushuang withdrew his palm, he only felt a hot liquid gushing out from the depths of his throat, and he swallowed it back, sighed and pretended to be relaxed.

"Daddy, are you alright?" Qiu'er stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Very good! What can I do? Ling Wushuang stroked his beard and smiled.

"It's all passed on to me, aren't you a waste this time?"

"You think beautifully! Even if the father has the heart to transmit all the mental methods to you, you must have the ability to bear it! ”

"And how many have you passed on? It makes me feel full of strength and my mouth is dry and I want to drink tea! ”

"A total of sixty percent of you have been passed on, and I still have forty percent left, but this sixty percent should be enough for you to protect yourself, I really can't keep you Uncle Xiong, and Xingcun, no matter how many ancestral hairs on the puppet are still there!" Ling Wushuang looked at Qiu'er, his eyes full of love.

"Daddy treats me so well, better than my own father!" Qiu'er tried to squeeze out a few tears, but in vain, she couldn't cry, not that she wasn't moved, in front of this father, she just couldn't cry.

"Go, go, go! When have you ever let your dad worry? I don't know what's going on over there in Yukimura, talk to him, I'm going to prepare to go back to Buliushan after talking! Ling Wushuang looked at the sword mound halfway up the mountain.

Outside the gate of the big city of the smelting city, halfway up the mountainside, where the sword mound is, after worshipping the tombs of Ouyang Xing, the sword slave and several hall masters, Xingcun closed the stone gate, and let the people who were ready to worship outside the mound be noisy but could not hear it.

Inside the sword mound, Yukimura has opened several copies of the supreme sword recipe booklet given by the sword slave.

"City Lord, I guess your sword slave uncle doesn't have much culture, but this kind of crooked fight is right, and we have no culture, so every move and style of the sword villain he drew with carbon in the booklet is very applicable to us! Just like the first five sword moves of Fang Cai, he can't express it even if he can write, and even if he can express it, we may not be able to imitate it! Yukimura studied the supreme sword technique with Ouyang Kui with great interest, and from time to time made two sword gestures with his fingers.

"I think so too, you and I have mastered these five styles, but I think these five styles still need to rely on weapons to bring the sword moves to the extreme, right?" Ouyang Kui recalled the scene when Fang Cai Xingcun used the Demon Suppression Sword and used Zhiyan to practice the first five sword moves, and his heart was full of emotion, this sword slave uncle's attainments in sword moves, I am afraid that there will not be a second one in the whole smelting city or even Lizhou.

Yukimura held his chin and thought for a while, and said: "I understand what you mean, I have never seen a sword slave use these five-style sword moves in the Sword Shrine War, maybe his swordsmanship has reached the realm of transformation, and he has disdained to use it, so let's continue to practice!" ”

"Good!"

After that, the two of them turned a new page, according to the practice drawn on the page, suddenly the sword qi in the sword mound was raging, and the stone platform where the 35 swords were placed increased the sword marks, and the five styles were practiced, and the sword moves of the two of them were ruthless debut Dao Phantoms, and the sword mound was like a rainstorm, if it weren't for the fact that these 35 swords were also rare and famous swords, I am afraid that they would have been broken by this sword rain.

After practicing the sword moves, Yukimura laughed and said, "I didn't expect that the former smelting city master would also have this understanding, which can be described as a kendo genius!" ”

"Where's the word? Aren't you just as me-abiding, and with the sword intent emitted by this demigod body and the Demon Suppression Sword, you're much more powerful than me! Ouyang Kui looked at Yukimura and said enviously.

"That's fine! Keep practicing! ”

Then opened the five styles and practiced in the same way, at first, the Demon Suppression Sword and Zhiyan turned into hundreds of sword qi, wandering in the middle of the sword mound, and the number was even more than the five sword moves, just when Yukimura and Ouyang Kui were panicked and thought that the sword slave had painted a heavy book, these thousands of swords suddenly turned into two giant swords and presented magnificently in front of the two.

Yukimura motioned Ouyang Kui with his eyes to collect the recruitment with him, if these two giant swords are released, I am afraid that the sword mound will not be guaranteed, and the mountain will collapse and crack at the worst, Ouyang Kui is not stupid, after receiving Yukimura's eyes, he will lift back the qi in his body with him, and the giant sword will slowly disappear.

"Whew! It's so dangerous! This sword slave is too, how come such a powerful sword intent has not been used by him once in a big battle? Yukimura stood still, stroked the demon sword and said.

"I'm afraid that these five styles are extremely brave in our opinion, but they are not used by demons at all, and Uncle Sword Slave is probably the last five styles in this book, and you will know if you open it and see it!" Ouyang Kui said that he couldn't wait to turn the booklet to the last two pages, but found that there was only one painting on each of these two pages, one was to find someone, countless sword qi drilled into the body of the looking person, the villain was actually smiling, and the last one was that the villain had no sword, but floated in the air with his hand as a sword and painted a wavy pattern around his body.

These two pages can make it really difficult for the two of them.

What do these last two pages mean? DID YOU KNOW? Yukimura stared at Ouyang Kui with wide eyes and asked.

"Some understand but don't quite understand, what about you?" Ouyang Kui's eyes widened, how could he attack himself with thousands of sword qi first, and then turn into a sword with his body?

Yukimura scratched his hair and said: "The move on this last page is the body-incarnated sword in the unity of human and sword, although I have seen the sword slave use it with my own eyes, but I don't know what the method of making a move is, the previous page I want to break off is not to attack myself with sword qi, how should I use my body to absorb these sword qi, right?" ”

"Hmmm! I also think what you said makes sense, but I am afraid that you need to try carefully on how to practice, so as not to lose your life by trying! Ouyang Kui said vigilantly.

Yukimura thought for a moment and said, "How about this?" I'm afraid that something will happen if we both practice these last two styles at the same time, so let's practice them separately! I'll practice first, and you'll talk about it when I'm done! ”

"Good! This is a very good thing to say! Ouyang Kui said and stepped aside, quietly waiting for Yukimura to use his sword intent according to the picture in the book.

"You can stay away!"

Yukimura said that he would take off into the air, because the last two styles did not specifically draw the sword moves, so he could only operate according to the previous sword moves, and thousands of sword qi were turned around him.

"Xingtian, you've slept long enough, wake up! Wake up! “”

"You guy, what's the matter?"

Wake up Xingtian who was sleeping soundly with divine breath, Yukimura was much more relieved, so he asked modestly: "Xingtian Great God, Ouyang Kui and I are cultivating this supreme sword technique, how can the sword slave seniors be lazy and didn't draw the specific moves of the last two styles, you look at the sword qi around my body, how can I inhale it into my body without inserting myself to death?" ”

"Oh! The move you said in your mouth is the return of ten thousand swords in the unity of human swords, the power is powerful, but it is quite difficult to absorb the move, and the sword qi itself is also a way for the different forms of internal strength in your body to be released, if you want to recover it safely, you only need to let it turn into internal strength at the moment when the sword qi is about to enter the body! "Although Xing Tian has never used a sword, he has fought against countless sword masters, and he knows no less about swordsmanship than any sword master.

"I understand a little bit when you say that! It's just that there is another trick on the last page, which is that the villain turns into a sword and takes off into the air to send out Dao Dao killing intent, how to operate this move? "Yukimura finally caught Xingtian, and he had to ask the situation clearly.

"Uh... Among the opponents that this seat has fought for thousands of years, there are very few masters who have practiced ten thousand swords and returned to the sect, and even fewer have practiced to transform swords into bodies, so they are not very clear about these sword moves! Xing Tian replied.

Yukimura shook his head and smiled bitterly, "In that case, let's treat a dead horse as a live horse doctor!" ”

After that, Yukimura rotated thousands of sword qi around his body according to Xingtian's words, and then tried to inhale the sword qi into his body and turn it into internal strength at the same time, only to see that the operation according to the chapter was really quite effective, but the speed of this sword qi turning into internal energy and returning to the body was really not flattering.

Xingtian laughed and said, "Forget it? With your retraction speed, I'm afraid it's not enough to die a few hundred times in front of demons, right? ”

Hearing this, Yukimura dissolved all his moves and returned to the ground.

"How? Yukimura Shaoxia, have you comprehended this Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect? Ouyang Kui eagerly came to Yukimura and asked.

"It's going to be back, it's going to be slower, it seems that these last two pages can't be practiced overnight, you have to slowly comprehend and be proficient!" Yukimura said with some frustration.

"Then I'm going to try it?"

Seeing that Yukimura didn't speak, Ouyang Kui also practiced according to the album, and completed the move step by step under Yukimura's prompting, but the speed at which this sword qi returned to his body was much slower than that of Yukimura, so he also withdrew the move in disappointment, and sat on the ground with his head down.

Seeing this, Yukimura smiled and said: "Don't worry, now it seems that these last two pages are the essence of the supreme sword technique, and the sword slave predecessors don't want to draw them, but because the moves are extremely exquisite, they can't be drawn at all, so we can only memorize these two pages, and then slowly practice with the passage of time and the improvement of swordsmanship in the future!" ”

"That's all there is to it! You still have something to do in a hurry, and I'm embarrassed to ask you to stay a few more days! Ouyang Kui got up and inserted Zhiyan back into the sheath and said.

"This supreme sword trick is owned by your smelting city, and I am embarrassed to take it away, so I will give it to you, it is the life's work of the sword slave's predecessors, you have nothing to study more, and with the twenty-one swords of Wentian, you will definitely be able to revitalize the smelting city!" Yukimura closed the supreme sword technique and handed it to Ouyang Kui.

"What about you..."

Ouyang Kui suddenly felt a little flattered, this sword trick was originally given to Yukimura by the sword slave himself, and now he wanted to return the sword trick, he was a little surprised in his heart.

Yukimura smiled heartily and said: "I have already memorized the moves on this sword technique, it doesn't matter if you want a sword trick or not, it is a big deal for you to preside over the affairs of the smelting city, I can't take the sword trick for myself because of my own selfish desires!" ”

"So thank you Yukimura Shaoxia!"

Ouyang Kui solemnly took the sword trick and carefully put it into his arms, now the time in the smelting city is different from the past, and the first-class masters have also sacrificed their lives one after another, without a strong kung fu, sooner or later they will be slaughtered by demons.

"The city lord doesn't have to be polite, I just hope that you will practice this proud sword move as soon as possible to protect the people of the smelting city in peace! Let's go back and rest for a while, I have to rush to Xijun Ji's house non-stop! Yukimura raised his fist and saluted.

"In that case, let's go back!"

Yukimura opened the stone door after hearing this, and the two of them talked about this supreme sword technique as they walked down the mountain.

"Eh... Doll, you come out for me! As soon as he descended the steps, Yukimura patted him on the shoulder and motioned for the doll to get out and meet him.

"You're so annoying! First of all, you are arguing with the great god of heaven, and now you are coming to wake me up, what kind of heart do you have? The doll yawned and crawled out of Yukimura's neck and said angrily.

Yukimura stared at the doll with ill intentions and said, "Why don't you see your good buddy Yin Yang Ginseng, where did they go?" ”

"This... How do I know that? We are one good and one evil, should I still inquire about them? The doll smiled, but her eyes flickered.

"Virtue! And learn to run away from home, right? City Lord, go back first! Yin and Yang ginseng is the specialty of several of us, so I'm going to find it! Yukimura explained to Ouyang Kui.

"Oh, it doesn't matter! Now that the evil sword and evil spirit have retreated, the sword mound is no longer a forbidden place in the smelting city, and the young man of Yukimura wants to find someone to go directly! Ouyang Kui said politely.

"Okay, I'll go straight to it!"

Yukimura said that he would use light skills and swept back.

"There are too many followers, but they are poisonous and obedient!"

Ouyang Kui followed the example of his father Ouyang Xing, put his hands behind his back, shook his head and said.

"Where are we going? You don't look like you're looking for a yin and yang ginseng posture! The fleshy face of the doll was shaken by the wave of air rushing out of Yukimura.