A dark shadow flew out.

This afternoon, in a short period of time, this is the second time that a dark shadow has streaked through the Twilight Cloud Tower.

No, if you count Sima Hao before, this is the third time someone has been sent out.

It was like a repetition of the previous scene, and the onlookers saw only a dark shadow streak through the air, and with a loud bang slammed against the wooden railing at the edge of the high platform, and the railing made of thick logs creaked unbearably, and then the boy spat blood from his mouth and fell to the ground.

It's just that this time the boy has a little darker skin than the previous one, and his body is a little stronger.

The railings made of fine pine wood in the Twilight Cloud Tower were cracked.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

This scene is either for some reason, or it feels a little familiar.

"What did he do?" Seeing this familiar and unfamiliar scene, Hong Shan stood by the window, staring blankly at the figure on the high platform downstairs, and asked the exact same words as before.

"He didn't do anything," Nian Huazang looked downstairs with a complicated expression, sighed and said the same answer as before, but this time his tone was not as sure as before, he hesitated and said, "It's just a ......"

One what?

All the cultivators who knew how to do it shouted in their hearts.

Everyone knew what Duan Lizheng had done, and the arrogant Xiliang boy flew out, but the question was what did he do?

"A sword." Zhu Luan said lightly on the side.

"Yes, it's a sword!" When Nian Huazang heard this, he was immediately enlightened, and he turned his head sharply and wanted to continue the discussion excitedly.

But when he saw the smooth and fair side face of the woman next to him, he realized that this prompt actually came from the mouth of the annoying woman, and he choked on all the words he wanted to speak.

"It's actually a sword," Hong Shan didn't feel the embarrassment of Nian Huazang, and shouted excitedly, "You can still do this without a sword in your hand, Li Zheng's sword intent is really terrifying!" ”

"Fabulous."

In the Xuanzi Pavilion on the fourth floor of the Duyun Building, Guo Jiaoxi of the Taiping Mountain House stroked his long beard, looked at Duan Lizheng downstairs and said in admiration, "This sword is really wonderful. ”

The students around him, who were originally puzzled, all gathered around him when they heard this.

"Teacher, is this a swordsmanship? Have you seen it? A student asked, "He obviously doesn't have a sword in his hand, and this swordsmanship student has never seen it."

"Of course you haven't seen it," Guo Jiaoxi laughed, "This is the secret of Tiance Academy, the starting style of the Thirteen Swords of Tiance." ”

"But he obviously doesn't have a sword in his hand, why is it so powerful?" The faces of the students froze.

"So it's wonderful," Guo Jiaoxi's eyes seemed to be surging with a vast sea of stars, "The battle between cultivators is actually a game between potentials, and the starting style of the Thirteen Swords of Tiance is different from other swordsmanship, it is extremely sharp, just to break the momentum." ”

"The initial breakthrough is like a bamboo." Guo Jiaoxi sighed, "You don't use a sword, but you can stimulate the strongest sword intent, at the beginning, you don't prepare, you don't do foreshadowing, you just want to really overwhelm the other party, such a sword intent, after thousands of tempering, can be condensed into a real momentum, unstoppable." ”

All the students were silent.

The mainstream swordsmanship of the Great Zhou Dynasty pays attention to gradual and step-by-step, and this practice of betting on the strongest strength at the beginning is really too tough, too dangerous, and it is not like the consistent style of Tiance Academy.

"This move will not be so sharp with a real sword, and only by using a sword can it force such an effect." Guo Jiaoxi seemed to see the students' doubts and explained.

"This may seem like a simple change, but it hides the unfathomable wisdom and experience of the sword-wielder. You boys, don't go back to imitate me, don't use a sword to make swordsmanship, if you don't control it well, you will be injured by sword qi, understand? Guo Jiaoxi stared at him and admonished.

The students of the Taiping Mountain House nodded, and then looked at Duan Lizheng with admiration, "It is worthy of Duan Ergongzi to be able to do such a thing." ”

"Yes, the old man hasn't seen such a sword technique for a long time," Guo Jiaoxi touched his beard and looked at the figure of the young man on the high platform, with a complicated expression, "I didn't expect that after so many years, I could still see the person who inherited her sword intent." ”

Who she is, Guo Jiaoxi did not say.

His words were very light, and he deliberately hid them with his true yuan, dissipating in the box like a sigh.

……

……

On the high platform, Yuan Mu did not faint directly like the young man in Tsing Yi before.

The young man of Xiliang opened his eyes that were covered in blood, and looked at Duan Lizheng, who had already put away his posture not far away, and stood with his hands in his hands and stared at him.

"Are you just that," he said, spitting out a mouthful of blood, grinning his teeth.

"Still talking?" Duan Lizheng looked at him condescendingly, "Your physical fitness is much better than I expected. ”

"That's," the young man laughed while vomiting blood, and the scene looked a little terrifying, "We Xiliang people are not like these weak chickens in your Da Zhou, who faint after being beaten." ”

He tried to speak, but before he could finish speaking, he began to cough, and as he coughed, blood foamed from the corners of his mouth.

"You ......" Duan Lizheng was about to speak, but he saw the young man trembling and trembling and touching his hand to his chest, touching the ribs that were broken by himself, and his hand moved, as if it had been pulled out of somewhere, and he straightened it with a "gluck".

The waiter and doctor of the Dusk Cloud Tower, who were walking towards this side, heard this voice, and the corners of Qi Qi's eyes twitched.

Without waiting for these healers or something to come over, Yuan Muhaha took two breaths, and his fingers touched a few other ribs that had been discounted by Duan Lizheng, "Gurgle! "Gurgle!" …… Break them right one by one.

The people watching around didn't expect this young man to be so violent, and they were all shocked and speechless.

"Sure enough, it's a child raised by Yuan Liangbi." Only Zhu Luan on the Tianzi Pavilion looked at this young man sympathetically. She estimated that this young man must have been beaten a lot at home, after all, he was proficient in this orthopedic technique.

Then Yuan Mu, who was seriously injured, actually stood up staggering against the railing.

"This kid really has a kind." Hong Shan, who was originally extremely disgusted with Yuan Mu, widened his eyes, "He won't still want to fight, right?" ”

On the high platform, Duan Lizheng looked at Yuan Mu who stood up, and said expressionlessly, "It's useless for you to stand up, I can crush all your bones." ”

"I know," Yuan Mu grinned, "I am indeed not your opponent, but......" the young man laughed proudly, "You are still far from our Xiliang's courage, I fought him last time, but I couldn't get up." ”

"Is that the sixteen-year-old peak you said earlier?" Duan Lizheng frowned, "Who the hell is he?" ”

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