The hard cultivation that had taken place for several days had played a role at this moment. Meng Nan's feet quickly left the ground, flying backwards and back, while the military spurs conjured from his wrists blocked left and right, resisting the scimitar shadows coming from all directions.

The swarming knife shadows, like the moon in the water, were shattered with a light touch, but Meng Nan had no doubt that if this sword shadow was sharp, he concentrated and extended his perception, as if he had returned to the state of driving pear blossoms to float high in the sky.

The role of vision has become dispensable, and Meng Nan completely relies on the perceptual exploration state of drag racing to resist every unstable knife shadow.

"It's a little interesting...... a slightly surprised voice sounded, and the shadow of the sword in the air dispersed, and a man in silver clothes with a long body appeared in front of Meng Nan like a ghost.

The man shook off the long silver hair that covered half of his face, revealing a handsome face like a knife and an axe. He walked towards Meng Nan with a smile.

"Brother, there is a great mystery in your perceptual cultivation, a great mystery!"

"Who's your Excellency?" Meng Nan waited intently and put on a fighting posture. This man who suddenly appeared had a murderous aura on his body, this kind of aura that Meng Nan had only felt in those killers who had killed countless people in his previous life, so he was deeply wary of this guy with a smile on his face.

"Don't be so nervous, I just want to teach you!" The silver-haired man shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands.

"Uh, the wrong word, is it a lesson? It's not right either......"

Meng Nan suddenly felt alarmed, and the military thorn on his wrist stretched out violently, slashing diagonally to the right, and picking up a scimitar that suddenly flew away, but another scimitar that appeared silently was cold and resolutely on his neck.

"You see, I have no malice!" The silver-haired man approached with a grin: "I was just teasing you just now, to be honest, you are too weak." Five seconds, just five seconds, and I'll get you done! ”

Meng Nan clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?" What do you want to do? ”

"You see, you have a knife around your neck, and I don't. So, you should answer me first. The silver-haired man stood still in front of Meng Nan.

"Tell me, how did you cultivate your perception, and why is it so weird?"

"Take the knife away and I'll talk." Meng Nan spread his hands: "Anyway, you also said it, I can't hold on to your men for five seconds." ”

"That's right." The silver-haired man bowed slightly, and the light knife around Meng Nan's neck immediately disappeared.

"The perception of my cultivation is the peerless inheritance of Lord Subai back then. Naturally, it's different......" The more Meng Nan said, the lower his voice became, and the silver-haired man looked at Meng Nan with a smile and raised his eyebrows.

"You obviously practice the Hai family's one-breath method! It's just that the practice is more weird. ”

"Weird?" Meng Nan lowered his head seemingly pensively, but suddenly rubbed his body and pounced on the silver-haired man with lightning speed.

Meng Nan pounced on him quickly, the silver-haired man's pupils contracted slightly, and Meng Nan's perception had been completely locked by him, so he was not afraid of Meng Nan attacking him with a lightsaber card at all. But he didn't expect that Meng Nan would actually use ** fighting, and the speed could be so fast.

In a hurry, the silver-haired man urged his perception with all his might, and countless knife shadows flashed together, stabbing towards Meng Nan's back.

The shadow of the knife stopped abruptly behind Meng Nan's back, and it was densely attached to Meng Nan's back, making Meng Nan look like a large hedgehog. And at this moment, the military thorn on Meng Nan's wrist was already tightly pressed against his throat.

The two were close to each other in an extremely ambiguous posture, restrained by each other, and neither dared to act rashly.

"Brother, for so many years, you are the first one who dares to put a knife on my neck." The silver-haired man grinned at Meng Nan: "Let's stop together, how about it?" ”

"Absolutely not!" Meng Nan shook his head: "To be honest, I can't beat you, and now it's hard to restrain you." If I let you go again, it's a brain water. ”

"I have no ill will towards you!" The silver-haired man said with a wry smile.

"Then show some sincerity!" Meng Nan glanced at the guy's wrist.

"Remove your card reader."

"No way!" The silver-haired man's face froze: "My experience has taught me that at all times, you must take your surname and life into your own hands. ”

"Then there's no need to talk about it!" Meng Nan rolled his eyes and stopped talking.

The two people continue to maintain such an ambiguous posture, and time is constantly passing in the movement of the moon.

Gradually, the silver-haired man felt that the muscles all over his body were stiff, and the corners of his eyes were itching by the hair, and he had a heart to move, but he was afraid of causing Meng Nan's misunderstanding, so he had to press it down temporarily.

But he didn't have Meng Nan's special training like purgatory on the earth, and the kung fu of perseverance and forbearance was too far from Meng Nan, the itching in the corners of his eyes was constantly spreading, and finally, he felt that his whole body was itching, and drops of sweat were flowing down his face.

"Brother, let's discuss." The silver-haired man finally spoke.

"We all took a step forward and collected the lightsabers together. What do you think? ”

"That's not good, you'll use an invisible light knife, I can't guard against it!" Meng Nan refused.

Meng Nan was too impressed by the light knife that this guy made out of nothing just now, and he wouldn't agree to anything this time.

"Unless you drop the card reader, there's no need to talk about it."

The silver-haired man looked at Meng Nan, who was not in the oil and salt, with a bitter face, and when he thought of having to give in to this guy whose strength was very different from his own, he had the urge to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Actually, brother, I just wanted to play a joke on you. None of us are outsiders. ”

Meng Nan rolled his eyes to the sky, as if he was deaf.

The silver-haired man gritted his teeth, but he had no choice but to explain: "I am entrusted by someone to have great benefits for you." ”

Seeing that Meng Nan's eyes didn't move, the silver-haired man secretly gritted his teeth and said, "Exchange my heart for your heart, and I will remember each other deeply!" ”

Meng Nan, who was white-eyed, was shocked, the military thorn on his wrist moved slightly, and an extremely thin red line immediately appeared on the neck of the silver-haired man.

"Do you know Ruoqing?"

"Brother, I said, everyone is their own people, you have already hurt me, I didn't fight back, has this proved my sincerity?"

Meng Nan simply removed the military thorn on his wrist, grabbed the silver-haired man's shoulders with both hands, and asked urgently:

"Where is Ruoqing? Is there anything wrong with her? ”

"Well...... this" Seeing that Meng Nan had already taken away the light blade, the silver-haired man let out a sigh of relief. I was afraid in my heart, I was all over my life, and today I almost capsized in the gutter, and this thing that damaged my reputation must be annihilated under the moonlight tonight.

Seeing that Meng Nan was in a hurry, the silver-haired man immediately got up, put away the light knife, sat on the bench next to him with Erlang's legs crossed, and raised his eyebrows at Meng Nan.

"Beautiful night view, white moon and clear wind. Come on, let's sit down and talk. ”

"It's good!" Meng Nan grinned toothily and sat casually on the side. How he doesn't understand that the more anxious he is, the more the other party will drag.

"What do you call it?"

"Heilan."

"It's a good name, it's much better than Wangcai."

"Who is Wangcai?"

"Loyal Servant ......"

"Admirable......"

Two people with their own thoughts, after two unnutritious words, finally got to the point.

"Miss is now in Shangshan District, directing the encirclement and suppression of the Black Wind Bandits. She thinks that your strength is simply too bad and too bad, so she sent me over, picked up the simplest self-defense tricks, and taught you a few tricks so-so. ”

"Just now, I was just testing your foundation. Well, it is undeniable that what Miss said is not bad at all, your strength is really bad. ”

How could Meng Nan not hear that this was Heilan deliberately hitting himself. But thinking of the grace of the beauty, Meng Nan only felt full of emotion. He looked up at the full moon in the sky, remembered the scene of the two snuggling under the moon, and only felt that he missed the moon and burned his heart, and he was crazy for a while.

"But I'm curious about one thing. How did you practice the One Breath Method into such a strange appearance, and how did you cultivate it? Heilan looked at Meng Nan curiously and said.

Meng Nan withdrew his gaze from the full moon, and his heart suddenly moved. I remember that Long Aotian once said that the one-breath method is one of the four super card repairs, and the secret technique of the sea is wide. And this silver-haired man called himself Heilan......

"Who are you from the Great Kaxiu?"

"That's my father!" Speaking of his father, Heilan's face was solemn, but after a while, he returned to his previous state of being a hanger.

"I don't have much time, so let's not get away. First, let's talk about why your perception has become this bird-like. ”

"Want to know?" Meng Nan knew that this was an opportunity that Yin Ruoqing had won for himself, and it was better to get the guidance of a Kaxiu master than to grope for several years, so he naturally wouldn't miss it, and immediately stood up.

"Follow me!"

Hailan followed Meng Nan suspiciously towards Pear Blossom, and after a while, the whistling wind sounded in his ears, and Meng Nan's voice was blown ethereal by the strong wind in his ears.

"Close your eyes and use your senses to explore everything around you!"

"Rub, slow down! Be careful......"

Heilan had never done such a car beyond imagination, and as the car drifted wildly in the air, he grabbed the seat handle in front of him with a pale face and shouted.

"Close your eyes! Use your senses to explore everything around you! ”

After making a fuss for a while, Heilan was shocked to follow Meng Nan's instructions, closed his eyes, and his perception extended.

Heilan's perception intensity far exceeded that of Meng Nan, so it was only a short time for him to understand Meng Nan's intentions. This unbelievable way of perceiving and cultivating made him feel very new and completely immersed in it.

After a long time, the car landed, and Meng Nan and Hailan jumped off the car.

"That's what it looks like...... Heilan gasped. Although his perception is far superior to Meng Nan, the intensity of ** is far inferior, so this high-altitude high-speed drag racing is a great test for his breathing regulation.

"To be honest, I've never heard of this kind of perceptual cultivation method. No wonder you cultivated the One Breath Method like this. ”

After all, Heilan is a very powerful Kasiu, and his understanding of perception is something that Meng Nan can't catch up with. After only thinking for a moment, he spoke: "As far as I know. The perception cultivated in this way is very suitable for actual combat. ”

"When the advanced card repairs are fighting, they will use their perception to lock the opponent's perception to achieve the role of anticipating the enemy's aircraft. Before, I was still wondering, your perception is really weak, but you can do this, but now it seems that it is caused by this strange cultivation method. ”

"Rapid drag racing, let perception replace eyes to navigate. This is where this perception works in its most positive light. It's just that it's a kind of perceptual exercise that no one has ever tried before, so I can't predict where this perceptual exercise will go. ”

Heilan shook her long silver hair, and said with a little distress: "Originally, Miss sent me here to give you some advice and suggestions on how to perceive exercises. But now it seems impossible. ”

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