There are many similar words, all in all, no one believes that Yang Xiaomu knows what war poems, even if he knows that the strongest is only D-level, and it is absolutely impossible for a higher level!

Yang Xiaomu naturally doesn't know what others think, even if he does, he won't care, and besides, he just tries to see if the poems on the earth can evolve into war poems and war words!

After clearing his throat, Yang Xiaomu's face became serious......

The chivalrous man is full of silk, and Wu Hook is frosty and snowy. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

Idle over the liquor full, take off the sword and kneel forward. Will scorch the belly and mouth, and persuade the gentleman to drink.

Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light. After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born.

The blood of salvation was exhausted, and Tianfu was shocked first. A strong man for a thousand years, the imperial city of Xuanhexia.

The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world. Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical.

Yang Xiaomu wore a grimace mask, and his subdued voice spit out from his mouth, showing the young man's pride and ambition to the fullest!

At this moment, Murong Wan's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, if she was just joking before, but with the poems echoing in her ears, her face also became more and more serious. Other people are no better than her, but they haven't eaten pork or seen a pig run, and they all thought that Yang Xiaomu only knew two limerick poems, and the strongest had only seen a low-level chicken rib war poem by chance.

But with the recitation of this poem, everyone has no score in their hearts, this poem is completely different from limerick poems, just listening to it can't help but produce a kind of mood of fascination for chivalry.

I always feel very connotative, but I can't say what it is, so I can only look at Murong Wan with hope.

"It's not like a war poem......" After a long time, Murong Wan let out a long sigh.

"I'll just say, how could he know about War Poetry!"

"Scared the baby to death! If he can do anything, how can he let others live! ”

"Haha...... Don't care, boy, although it's a limerick poem, it's okay to be so-so, hahahaha......"

Hearing Murong Wan's words, the others laughed one after another, but no matter how they looked at it, they had a sense of schadenfreude.

"Shame on you!" Feng Ta Xian also had a stronger color of disdain.

But Murong Wan's next sentence made everyone shut their mouths in disdain, and even the old face was in hot pain.

"It's more like a sword trick...... Combat Skill ...... Zhan Shi ...... "Murong Wan seemed to have grasped some key, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she muttered to herself, "Chivalrous man Huying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming." The silver saddle shines on the white horse, sassy like a meteor...... Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brush off your clothes and go to hide deep with your name ......"

The rich cosmic energy gathered like a hurricane, and the cyan sword light floated in it, and Murong Wan's aura was also rising!

When the last sentence of the Baishou Taixuan Sutra came out, Murong Wan seemed to have a trace of enlightenment, and her eyes became brighter and brighter, as if there was an endless sword flash!

High in the air, the Dao Dao sword light seemed to begin to vibrate with the flickering of her eyes!

Chop!

Word exit!

All the sword lights converged together, like a dragon out of the water, slashing down, this kind of sword momentum actually gave people a sense of righteousness and chic and calm!

Rumble!

Huge sword slash down!

The red sand in the distance was like an angry wave, and countless zombies were smashed by a sword!

Fourth-Order Master-level Meditation Master!

Silent!

With this poem alone, Murong Wan broke through the bottleneck and made her spiritual cultivation even further!

Facts speak louder than words, at this time, other people can not have anything to say, and they feel the pain of their faces!

This slap is really loud!

However, these people were also quite depressed, and couldn't help but look at Murong Wan with resentment, you can't finish the words at once for Mao, so we won't say anything to despise him!

That's good...... We just finished despising it, and you have another sword trick, and the most hateful thing is because of this poem, your special sister's breakthrough!

Did you partner with him to slap us in the face?

"Thank you!" Murong Wan said seriously.

"You're welcome, this poem is just a catalyst, so I should give it to you as a gift!" Yang Xiaomu was very modest, thought about it, touched his earlobe again, and seemed to be a little embarrassed and said with a cheap smile, "Can you have a practical thanks, of course you don't have to eat, I'm losing weight, and other things like money!" Money! Money! What ......"

“……”

When he came to Jiulong Mountain again with the Thunder Blade, Yang Xiaomu was still immersed in joy. Of course, Murong Wan's promise to give a lot of money is only one aspect, and more important is the system prompt he received.

"Ding-dong! System prompt: The host pretends to be forced to slap the face successfully, and the reward luck value is +10! ”

"Ding-dong! System Prompt: The host has 1000 Qi Luck, is it used to decompose low-level Dark Crystals? ”

If he dismantles the dark spar in his hand, even if it is only low-level, Yang Xiaomu is estimated to be able to gain 5,000 experience, which means that he will be upgraded to the cultivation of a third-order martial artist.

But Yang Xiaomu didn't do this, this is a hole card, which can be shown at a more appropriate time, and it will definitely have an unexpected effect.

Although there were about 500 people who followed the Thunder Blade, only 90 people went deep into Jiulong Mountain, of course, all of them were elites, and the others guarded outside Jiulong Mountain to prevent any fish from escaping to safety.

is worthy of being an elite unit, they are simply killing machines, and they don't even have a chance to pick up heads for Yang Xiaomu, they can only harvest and devour the treasures under the strange eyes of others.

Along the way, I also gained nearly 200 experience points.

Quack, will be a ...... The genital-like essence of the earth milk devoured, Yang Xiaomu stretched out his tongue quite contentedly, licking off the remaining milky white liquid at the corner of his mouth.

"Hmmm! This tastes pretty good! Yang Xiaomu seemed to be a little unsatisfied, but this scene changed in the eyes of others.

"Hooligans!" Even the few remaining friars couldn't help but blush.

Many men also feel a chill between their legs.

"Madan! It's not going to be a! ”

"This baby is so pitiful!"

"Is this the sequelae of the puppeteers, eat whatever they see!"

"It's okay...... Didn't eat Xiang! ”

Even the corners of Thunderblade's mouth twitched when he saw this scene.

Nima! You can eat it, maybe you can't be so obscene!

What a!

But soon, Thunder Blade's face changed suddenly!

What shocked him was not a fifth-order sect-level zombie running wildly, but a huge pit in front of him, about a hundred meters in diameter, like an upside-down cone.

Put away the knife and kill this zombie as quickly as possible, the thunder blade was like a touch of lightning, and when he came to the deep pit, his face became more and more difficult to see.

Everyone hurriedly followed, and when they saw the scene in front of them, their faces were also full of horror!

"Abyss Loophole!" Thunderblade muttered to himself, and it seemed to drain all his strength when he said this.