He staggered past the man, and soon retrieved a broken book from a delicate pocket beside him.

I don't know what the book is made of, although it is broken, but the rest of it is extremely tough, Liang Zhan tried to tear it with his hands, but there was no way to tear it at all.

didn't care about the rest of the things at all, Liang Zhan opened the book and read it carefully as soon as possible. This is indeed a sword technique, and it is also a sword skill without a name, and the sword skill is only the first half.

Liang Zhan just flipped through it casually, and knew that this was definitely a great sword technique. Although this sword technique is only the first half, and it is still incomplete, it is not a problem for Liang Zhan at all. He cultivates the 'Divine Fetal Decision', as long as there is a front part, he can automatically derive the sword skills in the back, maybe even more powerful than the original.

Because there are only the first three layers of incomplete sword skills, the first layer is to generate sword rays, and the length of the sword rays is determined according to each person's understanding and cultivation. There are several ways to produce sword mang, true qi into mang, murderous qi into mang, sword qi into mang, and so on. And the sword mang's detachment from the long sword to kill the enemy is only the basic technique of the first layer.

Liang Zhan swept at the back of this sword technique, and found that when he cultivated to the back, the sword rays could be boundless and pervasive, and they would not stop at all, and even not use a long sword to stimulate the sword at all.

Seeing this, Liang Zhan secretly sighed, the man of this Turkic general who was killed by himself was only a beginner on the first floor. If he really gets to the first level, or even to the second level, he will be really dangerous. It seems that the world is so big, and there are countless capable people.

Liang Zhan closed the booklet, and he didn't read it carefully, so as not to affect his originality. After cultivating the 'Divine Fetus Technique', Liang Zhan believed that this sword technique would create something better than the original through his understanding and evolution.

It's just that this sword skill doesn't have a name, Liang Zhan thought about it for a while, then patted the sword skill in his hand and said, "In the future, I will call you 'Divine Sword Mang'." ”

"General Tuoba is killed, run away"

There were also his diehards who stayed behind to avenge him, and were finally mercilessly strangled by the bandits.

Looking at Liang Zhan, who was physically weak, Zhang Xiaoxiao quickly ran over and said worriedly: "Brother Liang Zhan, are you okay?"

Looking at the tearful face of the pear blossom, Liang Zhan said hoarsely: "I'm fine!"

As soon as his eyes closed, his face felt unusually soft, and he didn't know anything after that.

The hustle and bustle of dust turned into nothingness in an instant. After a period of darkness, the dawn of my heart bloomed. The blurred eyes, leaving those unknown phantoms, slowly opened, and the gaze fell back into the gentle morning light. Those scenes suddenly flew away and disappeared with the dream. The clear wind swept across the face, indicating that it was back to the other side of reality. There was a flow of brilliance in both eyes. After waking up from the passing illusion, he heard a voice and said happily: "Brother Liang Zhan is awake, Brother Liang Zhan, are you okay?"

"I was fine, but I was hurt by your shouting, how long have I been asleep?" Liang Zhan looked at Xiaoxiao and laughed.

Xiaoxiao said: "It's been three days and three nights"

Qin Muwu knelt on the ground and wept silently: "There is a lot of trust from the young master, please punish the young master." ”

It turned out that after separating from Liang Zhan, he traveled all the way, inquiring about Liang Xiao's whereabouts, and soon after a young man broke into the enemy camp alone. There were various versions, some said that the young man was killed, some said that he was still alive, and in order to verify that Qin Muwu took them to the enemy camp to find out the news. Due to Liang Zhan's troubles in the enemy camp, all kinds of guards were strengthened, and before the enemy camp was discovered, and then they were chased and killed, more than a dozen brothers stayed behind to block the enemy, leaving Qin Muwu with a chance to escape for their lives, and now there are only a few people left after chasing them all the way.

"How are the rest of the brothers doing now?"

"After being treated by the Smoke God Doctor, there is no major problem," Qin Muwu said sadly.

"Rise up! Vengeance will avenge them. Liang Zhan's eyes were firm and sharp: "Next, we are facing the encirclement and suppression of the Turkic army, do a good job of defense, Xiaoxiao has caused trouble to your village, I'm really sorry." If it weren't for us, there wouldn't have been so many innocent deaths in the village. ”

"Brother Liang Zhan, what are you talking about, as a person from Great Xia, it is everyone's duty to protect Great Xia, and they died well. Xiaoxiao said a little sadly.

"The young master, the young master, Xiao Lao Zhai came with them all over the village, and the three masters asked you to greet them. Zhou Qijin's voice came from downstairs.

"Brother Liang Zhan, I'll go first"

"Go ahead!"

Xiaoxiao's front foot went out, and Yan Liuli's back foot arrived. She looked at Liang Zhan and said, "Take off your clothes"

She looked up, and the unusual skin on his body made her subconsciously withdraw her gaze. She hurriedly stabilized her mind, blinked her eyes, tried her best to get rid of the picture that had just entered her mind, calmed down the accelerated heartbeat, and then raised her eyes to look at him again, it turned out that the messy different colors were scars of different sizes and colors, she tried her best to restrain her panic, and locked her eyes on his body as hard as she could, only to find that the traces were of different shades and shapes, just like a painting that was scribbled by a child with a crayon, and could no longer see the original appearance, and could only be carefully pondered through the remaining parts. Her eyes blinked rapidly, her breathing was short, her heart was beating faster, and her mind was trying to use the whole part to repair the scar in order to overcome her fear, but with each medicine, she felt an extra one on her body, faintly tinging with pain. She knew she had to do something else, and her eyes kept rolling, trying to take her attention away from the criss-crossing images, but the first thing she blurted out was, "Why are there so many?"