"Artistic conception knife skills?"

After Chu Tian heard this, his eyes lit up, and his heart was overjoyed. Just now I heard Nangong Yu explain the mystery of artistic conception, and now he is fortunate enough to learn the magical knife technique of artistic conception, how can he not like it?

Nangong Yu smiled slightly, took out the wide and thick big knife and walked to the open place, dancing a few knife flowers casually. The smile on his face gradually converged, revealing a solemn color, and said slowly: "The artistic conception knife technique is an external manifestation of the artistic conception, to practice this knife skill well, you must make the knife move at will, and you can do it at will!" ”

"Look! I'm going to show you how to do it, you have to take a closer look! As soon as Nangong Yu's words fell, his body moved, and the big knife in his hand came out at will, and the dazzling knife light flashed from time to time.

"Heavy Lang Listening to the Tao First Style, Big Lang Sweeping Sand, Hidden Dragon Yin!"

Chu Tian watched intently, for fear of missing a trace of his moves.

With Nangong Yu's loud shout, his eyes were even brighter, only to see that the trajectory of the big knife in Nangong Yu's hand changed, no longer cold at first glance, but softly, and a knife was swung out like slow flowing water, giving people an illusion of physical and mental comfort. At the end of the flowing water, the trajectory changed again, and the knife light rolled like a big Lang in a slight wave, which made Chu Tian's heart shocked, and he involuntarily took two steps back, for fear of being involved in it by the sword light like Lang. Immediately after, Nangong Yu jumped up and swooped out towards Chu Tian, the sword immediately became sharp, and the whistling sound of the big knife waving was like a hidden dragon in the water, and the momentum was amazing!

Chu Tian looked at such an amazing knife, and an irresistible illusion rose in his heart, looking at the approaching cold, his breathing became heavy, and he retreated again and again.

"Bang!"

The big knife slashed out directly, like a bolt of lightning, and finally slashed on the ground, making a muffled sound. The concrete floor was directly cracked, and the cracks were straight, and they followed the trajectory of the blade, and it didn't stop until it was under Chu Tian's feet, which was three meters away.

"This ...... This knife technique is so powerful! Chu Tian said in a trembling voice, looking at the cracks that extended under his horns, he secretly swallowed his saliva, and felt a little afraid in his heart.

"The second type, heavy Lang surging, shocking clouds and thunder!"

Before Chu Tian could carefully reflect on the sword technique just now, Nangong Yu immediately unfolded the second form, and Chu Tian immediately looked over.

This style is domineering and boundless, and as Nangong Yu moves step by step, the big knife flies like a surging river. When the knife is raised, it is as calm as a stubborn stone, and when it is raised, it is as heavy as a mountain. Nangong Yu took eighteen steps in a row, and the knife fell with each step, and he also slashed out eighteen knives without the slightest stop. The eighteen consecutive chopping knives were as heavy as a mountain, the sonic boom was like thunder, and the hard cement floor was as vulnerable as sand, splashing everywhere, and the momentum was shocking!

After Nangong Yu took eighteen steps, the eighteen slashes finally stopped.

Chu Tian looked at the tattered rubble in a daze, he didn't expect this second form to be so amazing, I don't know how many times stronger than the first type!

When he looked at Nangong Yu, who was panting slightly, he finally realized that although this move was strong, the consumption was also very huge, otherwise Nangong Yu's physical fitness would definitely not be so breathing.

Sure enough, as he thought, Nangong Yu gasped for a while before he slowly spoke a little tiredly: "This style is the most ferocious move in Chonglang Tingtao, although it is powerful, it also consumes a lot of physical strength. Performing this pose requires the support of the body, and if the constitution is weak, then the power of this pose cannot be exerted. Similarly, if the physique is strong, the power exerted will be even more terrifying, and there will be more knives to be slashed, but with my current physique, it can only support eighteen. ”

"So you have to remember in the future, if you don't have enough liliang to support it, don't force this formula, otherwise liliang's backlash will make you seriously injured in an instant." Nangong Yu said solemnly.

"Well, I'll remember." Chu Tian nodded, he also knew this truth, so naturally he would not be reckless.

"The third type, the blue sea tide is born, I listen to the waves!"

Nangong Yu rested for a while before swinging the knife again, showing the third style of heavy Lang Tingtao.

The third form is different from the previous two, it is not as surging as the first type, nor is it as vigorous and resolute as the third type. The light of the knife is fast and slow, advancing and retreating, like the tide on the sea, the momentum is turbulent when the knife is released, the wind is calm when the knife is closed, and Nangong Yu's pace is also fast and slow, really like the tide in the sea is erratic.

After a long time, Nangong Yu finally stopped from the erratic sword technique and smiled at Chu Tian: "How is it?" My heavy Lang Tingtao's three-style knife skills are not bad, right? ”

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! ”

Chu Tian clapped his hands and praised: "It's not bad, it's just amazing!" Especially the zuihou style I was dazzled, if it was used against the enemy, it would definitely be able to make the other party unable to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, right? haha！ ”

"You're right! This heavy Lang listening to the waves is a kind of artistic conception knife technique of water, still water is soft, and anger Lang is strong. Therefore, the three styles have their own wonderful uses, the first type of big Lang sand is used to surprise, the second type of heavy Lang is to squeeze the body and potential ability to suppress the opponent, and the third type of blue sea tide is not only the ethereal knife technique, but more importantly, this is a body technique. Nangong Yu said with a smile.

"Body skills? There is also a way to use knife skills? Chu Tian asked in surprise.

"Knife skills are the essence of the knife technique, but the body technique is also particularly important, no matter what kind of weapon is used, or what kind of martial arts is used, it is inseparable from the cooperation of the body technique. Only when the body method keeps up with the sword method can the sword body be integrated and the realm can be improved. It's just that the body method is particularly rare, especially the body method that follows the artistic conception is even more difficult to comprehend. ”

"I see! So let's get started now? Chu Tian couldn't wait to look at Nangong Yu, after watching Nangong Yu perform his sword skills, he was already itching, at this time he finally had the opportunity to learn, why not be anxious?

“haha！ Good! ”

……

Chu Tian didn't know how many times he had practiced the three-style sword technique, but he had never been able to grasp it.

Watching Nangong Yu practice smoothly, while he looked stiff and ugly, he knew the difficulty of practicing knife skills, so he was not discouraged. He practiced these three sword techniques over and over again, until Nangong Qianqian came to call the two of them to dinner with Xiaopang, and he didn't give up.

The Nangong Yu siblings were not stationed in the dilapidated low building outside, but lived underground like a few other people, after all, the underground was much safer than the ground.

In addition, there are only five people in Chutian, except for the Nangong brothers and sisters in Chutian Domain, who are outsiders, Xiaopang and the girl named Youyou are both locals in this area of the Southern District. After Shijie's mutation, the families of both of them also became lost, and when the two were desperate and helpless, they were rescued by the Nangong brothers and sisters who first came to the sea city, and because of Nangong Qianqian's kindness, they took in the two.

There weren't many words at the dinner table, and his eyes were a little gloomy, obviously he hadn't come out of that accident yet.

Chu Tian glanced at her, and sighed helplessly in his heart: "After all, it's family, how can you really forget it?" People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless? ”

The most active are Nangong Qianqian and Xiaopang, the two of them pull Chu Tian from time to time to ask questions, which makes Chu Tian's head big for a while, and Nangong Yu, who is sitting on the side, is hahadaxiao, happy to see Chu Tian deflated.

After dinner, Chu Tian dragged his tired body into his somewhat cramped room. He came to the head of the bed and touched the straight-edged long knife, showed a smile and lay down on the bed, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Chu Tian woke up from the starry sky in a daze, it was still that strange space, the stars were shining in the sky, the vastness and majesty had no bounds, this was the shijie in his dream!

Looking at the countless stars shining, and from time to time a few huge meteorites flew by his side, Chu Tian's face was calm, he didn't know how many times he had experienced this kind of scene.

At first, he was too scared to move, but as he entered the dream more and more times, he gradually let go. Zuihou finally realizes that everything in this Shijie is illusory, it is really as ethereal as a dream, and nothing here can really cause him any harm.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud explosion drew his gaze, and an indistinct figure suddenly appeared in the starry sky. He held a strangely shaped large knife in his hand, and with a flick of his hand, a huge knife shadow was released, shaking countless meteorites flying along the way into powder.

Chu Tian has also watched this scene countless times, and every time it is the same picture, the same. Although the sword technique displayed by that figure was strong enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, Chu Tian didn't learn much useful from it, he thought it was too illusory, too unreal to become false.

"It should be that after this person shatters the star in the distance, two figures will appear in the starry sky again." He said secretly in his heart, waiting silently.

Finally, two figures did appear in the distance and galloped towards here, and Zuihou stayed in the distance and attacked the figure in front of him.

These two people also used the same knife, but their knife skills were really insignificant compared to the sword skills used by the figure before. But what Chu Tian wanted to see was the sword technique performed by these two people, although this still seemed a little illusory to him, but he couldn't help it, because he knew how long he would wait, and there were only these few three people, so he could only fly forward and observe carefully.

The two figures that appeared behind them also had infinite swordsmanship, and every move and style had the power to destroy meteorites. Although it was too ethereal, after Chu Tian carefully observed it for so long, he still learned some sword skills, and none of the sword skills made him gain a lot.

While watching the three of them fight, he thought about the heavy Lang Tingtao knife technique that Nangong Yu taught him during the day, and he gradually understood something, but he couldn't grasp the key to it. He frowned slightly, and then stopped paying attention to the battle of the three figures, and practiced the three-style sword technique of Chonglang Tingtao alone.

In the days that followed, he followed Nangong Yu to learn knife techniques during the day, and at night he entered a dream shijie to continue practicing. The progress is also very obvious, and in just half a month, he has practiced Chonglang Tingtao to a similar realm.

Although he didn't have Nangong Yu's artistic conception, he was less godlike, but just the resemblance had already made him happy in his heart. He knew that even if this was the case, his strength had at least doubled, and the progress of his sword technique had also made Nangong Yu speechless, and he was almost accustomed to it.