In the dark night, blood meandered away like a snake, spreading out from the White Cloud Gang, densely packed, if anyone saw it, their scalp would be numb and terrified.

Outside the White Cloud Gang, a thin figure with tattered robes filled with an endless smell of decay, and the cold bursts turned into wisps of gray mist around the body, like clouds and mist in the mountains, when the viper-like blood spread from both sides, they rushed into the gray mist, and then rushed into its thin body, and the sound of sneering continued to sound.

The more the blood rushed into the gray mist, rushing into the thin body, the more intense the fluctuating gray mist became, as if adding fuel to the fire.

In the distance, several black-clad masked men lurked on the rooftop, staring at the fluctuating gray mist, trying to keep their breath restrained.

"Take the White Cloud Gang first, and then attack the Black Earth Gang, I believe that after tonight, that adult's strength will be able to recover to its heyday. The burly masked man said in a deep voice in a low voice, his eyes flickering, containing amazement, indignation and deep envy: "The group of dogs in the Zhenwu Division would never have thought that we would act like this, and probably thought it was just a battle between gangs. ”

Gang warfare, as long as it does not affect innocent people on a large scale, the Zhenwu Division basically does not care, and this rule is exploited by them.

"Captain, how strong was that Lord in his heyday?" another black-clad masked man asked in a low voice.

"That lord was suppressed by the strong men of the Zhenwu Division hundreds of years ago, and the time gap is too far away, and I don't know very well. The burly man shook his head and said: "But it is definitely a martial arts master, but it is more difficult than an ordinary martial arts master, because he cultivates the way of ghouls, which is not only difficult to kill completely, but also can refine the ghoul guard to form an army, and he is not afraid of death, at that time, he will be able to sweep away Da Yun's army, overthrow Da Yun's rule, and restore our Great Yan." ”

The eyes of several black-clothed masked men burst into a strong essence, which was full of longing.

Overthrow the great clouds and restore the great flames!

This is the effort that they have passed down from generation to generation for hundreds of years.

......

On the huge martial arts arena in the main hall of the White Cloud Gang, the gray mist swept in, the figures and the cold light were staggered, and the evil qi was rolling like a frenzy and killing the forest like hell.

Wisps of blood condensed and meandered on the ground, heading outward.

When a stream of blood meandered from Lin Xiao's feet like a snake, Lin Xiao slashed out with a sword, immediately chopping that piece of blood, but the broken blood regrouped and continued to snake towards the outside without being affected at all.

This kind of blood always gave Lin Xiao a very weird feeling.

Zombie-like ghosts, snake-like blood......

The uneasiness in Lin Xiao's heart became more and more intense, and he couldn't help but grasp the sword in his hand tighter, as if at this time, the only thing he could rely on was the sword in his hand, and the only thing he could rely on was a superb swordsmanship.

grabbed the torch in his left hand and swept towards the winding blood, the sound of sizzling suddenly sounded, the blood was scorched and boiled by the flames, as if it was making a terrible howl, Lin Xiao couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp, but the torch did not move away, but continued to burn.

That blood seemed to be a real snake struggling and resisting under the scorching fire, and a chill hit for no reason, with ferocity, which made Lin Xiao tremble all over, feeling as if he was being targeted by something terrible.

At the same time, the strong wind was howling, the yin wind was heavy and forced to kill in the air, Lin Xiao hurriedly let go of the torch, his body dodged, turned, and slashed with the horizontal sword, the sword light crossed the night like a thunderbolt rushing, colliding with the spear that came from the horizontal assassination, the gold and iron resonated, the sound was agitated, and a huge force pressed and impacted, making the sword body of the white bird sword tremble.

Lin Xiaohu's mouth was numb, and he hurriedly took a few steps back to unload his strength, his eyes were shining and he stared carefully, and the attacker was a zombie again, the zombie's eyes were gray and white, as if he was rolling his eyes at Lin Xiao, his thin and rotten face was lifeless, and the spear bombarded the air again, and his breath was cold and roaring.

Lin Xiao's footsteps were nimble and fast, avoiding the spear's direct stab, and a sword was like thunder, slashing horizontally at the zombie's neck, and immediately felt a lot of resistance, stronger than before, desperately blocking the blade of the White Bird Sword.

This sword failed to work, only cut off half of the neck, unable to completely cut it off, the zombie's arm grabbed Lin Xiao's face door fiercely, as if to catch it, Lin Xiao was horrified, recalling Liu Quan, just injured by the zombie, the corpse poison entered the body and finally killed the heart, immediately flew back, the moment it flew back, the moment it flew back, the zombie spear was assassinated.

Dodge, slash, this sword, finally cut off half of the zombie's neck, the ugly and hideous head rolled off, and made a dull sound when it hit the ground.

"Kill the enemy by skipping the level, and the record will be increased by forty. The prompt sound that sounded in his head made Lin Xiao clear, this was a zombie with a great level of internal training.

With his eyes sweeping, Lin Xiao saw that the gang leader Ma Guangyuan was fighting fiercely with a zombie.

The zombie was not quite the same as other zombies, wearing some tattered armor, and his movements were not so stiff, and he seemed to have mastered martial arts.

Ma Guangyuan held a knife in each hand, his hands were flexible, and he rolled up a thousand heavy knife lights, and his energy was pervasive, and he slashed out again and again.

The zombie in broken armor was not afraid of death, and completely cared about Ma Guangyuan's double knife slash, and he exchanged his life for his life and ended up together, which made Ma Guangyuan very aggrieved and could only keep swimming.

On the other side, the three True Martial Artist level elders joined forces to besiege another zombie who was also wearing broken armor, and that zombie was also at the True Martial Artist level.

"The top players in the gang have been dragged down. Lin Xiao said secretly, his eyes swept through the night like cold lightning, and he saw a group of people in white power suits, all of whom were masters of internal training, with a strong and cold aura, and were forming a formation to face zombies.

"The master of the Tianyun Group of the main hall. ”

The Tianyun Group is a person from the Baiyun Gang Headquarters, the number is not large, less than twenty, but they are all masters of internal training, and they directly obey the orders of the gang leader, but they are a very powerful team under the gang leader, and they usually don't go out easily, and they don't have to pay attention to the trivial matters of the gang, they just need to work hard to cultivate, and work hard to improve their cultivation strength.

In the event of a major war, the Tianyun Group will be able to come in handy.

The Baiyun Gang has nine protectors, each of which is at least a martial arts cultivator who has completed internal training, and some are successful in internal training, such as Feng Mingde, the eagle knife he had seen in the Qingtong Township branch before, and now he is a martial arts master who has completed internal training.

As far as Lin Xiao's eyes could see, there were battles everywhere.

There are very few gangs in the main hall compared to other halls, but they are all very strong, all of them are internal training, and only internal training can they have the ability to fight these zombies.

Clenching the sword in his hand, Lin Xiao's body flew by like riding the wind, his body and sword were one, and the sword light shattered the night like thunder, and directly took the dog's head on the zombie's neck.

"If you kill the enemy by leaping over the level, your record will be increased by twenty, and if you kill with one sword, your record will be increased by forty. ”

Practicing Xiaocheng internally, he couldn't stop Lin Xiao's sword.

The corners of Lin Xiao's mouth suddenly hung a smile, at this time, isn't it the time to brush up on the battle record, as long as the other party is not paying attention, as long as he is fast enough and the sword is sharp enough, he can kill it, and he will be rewarded with an additional lore record.

No one would be annoyed by Lin Xiao's snatching of the dog's head, and under the fierce battle of life and death, except for a very few people with strange temperaments, everyone was willing to have someone to help kill the enemy and relieve their own pressure.

"Kill the enemy, add ten to the record, and kill with a sword, add twenty to the record. ”

Lin Xiao swept past the scorpion lady like the wind, and cut off her opponent with a sword.

The scorpion lady looked at Lin Xiao's wind-like figure, thunder-like sword light, and the fluctuations in her eyes as if spring water was shining, she was really a great teenager, so surprising, and so attention-grabbing, even if it was in the Xue family, it was rare to see such a young man, and when she was angry, she subconsciously touched her left side of her face, which seemed to be wearing a dark green mask, and her eyes couldn't help but feel a little bitter.

The body is like the wind, the sword is like thunder, Lin Xiao seems to gallop across the battlefield, and all kinds of uneasiness in his heart because of the subversion of the concept of the past ten years have gradually dispersed with the swing of a sword and a sword, as if under the sword like a yarn and paper, chopped like powder, and then swept by the sword wind, fluttering in all directions, dissipating between heaven and earth, and no longer existing.

Panic, fear, awe, uneasiness, all kinds of negative emotions that people will have, some people will gradually fall under this negative emotions until despair, sinking, and annihilation, and some people will be under this negative emotion, unconsciously inspired to fight, become high-spirited, crush everything, and march forward, and some people can face it calmly, not despair or explode, and maintain a normal heart.

Pressure will turn into motivation.

Despair can turn into hope.

Lin Xiao only felt that with every sword swing and every slash, his mind became clearer and clearer, his heart became clearer, and his five senses became more and more acute.

That is a kind of feeling, a kind of thinking and feeling about swordsmanship.

Entering the basic swordsmanship, entering the wind swordsmanship, entering the thunder swordsmanship, entry-level first-class swordsmanship, unconsciously, Lin Xiao's swordsmanship has already surpassed many peers and even elders, not the number of swordsmanship, but the realm of swordsmanship.

Strictly speaking, if there is no improvement in the performance points, Lin Xiao is still living as a low-level member of a gang in Qingtong Township, and I don't know when I will be able to scrape together enough money to send Zhou Zheng to a better school or even a academy to study.

The accumulation brought by the three supernatural swordsmanship is majestic, the foundation of swordsmanship is extremely solid, amazingly solid, turned into instinct, as if practiced into the bones, each sword swings out will condense a body of strength, the body and the sword are one, and burst out more powerful and powerful, this is the capital that Lin Xiao can kill the enemy with weak strikes and even leapfrogging.

The spear pierced through the night, bringing with it a sharp and piercing whistling sound, extremely fast, ferocious, and terrifyingly powerful.

Lin Xiao's figure moved and quickly avoided it, and struck horizontally with a sword, this sword became more and more refined, extremely precise and fierce and as fast as thunder, directly slashing at the neck of the zombie, the moment the blade touched its neck, the touch was directly transmitted to Lin Xiao's palm through the long sword, and was clearly felt by Lin Xiao.

Hard!

Strong!

Compared to the zombie that Fang had just killed, it was much tougher, and the blade of the White Bird Sword was only cut into an inch.

"Internal training is complete?" Lin Xiao was terrified, and the war spear brought a violent yin wind, wrapped in a layer of gray mist like a python sweeping.

Dodge, sword raised, slash.

Lin Xiao didn't use his sword indiscriminately, it was not necessary, it would just be a waste of strength.

The zombie who has completed the internal training, the body is more tenacious, more difficult to break, and its limbs are a little more flexible than those zombies before, the war spear is wielded, and there is a feeling of charging into battle on the battlefield, the momentum is amazing, for a while, Lin Xiao not only can't help the other party, but is defeated and retreated, can only not dodge, waiting for the opportunity to move, and immediately swing the sword when he finds the opportunity, decisive and fast.

The more this was the case, the more calm and calm Lin Xiao became, and the countless understandings about swordsmanship in his heart were like flowing water.

"When the master instructed me in swordsmanship, he once said that there are thousands of swordsmanship in this world, and for countless years through the ages, those who practice swordsmanship are like stars in the sky. ”

"Different people have different temperaments, all kinds of lives, all kinds of people's hearts, everything in the world is endless, joys, sorrows, and sorrows, but no matter who you are, no matter where you are, if you have a sword in your hand, you should put aside all doubts, all calculations, all worries, and be in the sword, in the heart, and in the sword. ”

"Different sword practitioners have different understandings of swords, and they also have their own interpretations of swordsmanship. ”

"For me, the sword is not an ornament, it is a weapon of war, it is a weapon of killing, and swordsmanship is the art of fighting, but also the art of killing the enemy. ”

"Killing the enemy doesn't need to be so complicated, just one sword, one sword, you can tell the difference between life and death. ”

The battle of sword practitioners is not like the practice of fist and foot kung fu, and it often has to be fatal with one blow, this is Lin Xiao's understanding, the sword is a sharp blade is a killing weapon, and the sword is in hand, so it is natural to swing it towards the Achilles heel, and strive to kill with a sword, without giving the other party the slightest chance to fight back.

In this way, it should be extremely dangerous.

This is also why Lin Xiao has always greeted his throat when he fights with people, because his throat is pierced, his neck is pierced, nine times out of ten it is cold, it is cold directly, and the neck is also very fragile, and it is even more clear whether there is protection or not.

The heart is also an Achilles' heel, but sometimes you can't tell if you're wearing goggles or something under your robe.

The teachings of the master when he instructed the swordsmanship that day, bit by bit were written down by Lin Xiao, but, half-understood, until now, the three swordsmanship are superb, casting an incomparably solid swordsmanship foundation, and after many battles, life and death, a sword in the hand to kill a strong enemy, every shot is a tempering of their own swordsmanship.

It is as if it has been tempered for thousands of years, forging the sword embryo into a real sword.

There is nothing that suddenly erupts into a life-and-death crisis, it just goes with the flow, it seems a little abrupt, but in fact, it is a thick accumulation, and he suddenly became enlightened, and the aura in Lin Xiao's mind surged out, as if it turned into a sword of nothingness, and was directly grasped by Lin Xiao.

In his mind, there seemed to be a pure sword sound, and the white bird sword in his hand also seemed to sense something, and then trembled, emitting bursts of trembling melodious, at this moment, Lin Xiao felt that the sword in his hand seemed to come to life, as if he was endowed with some kind of will.

"Comprehend the true meaning of the sword on your own, and the cultivation sequence begins to improve. The voice in my head suddenly sounded, and it seemed that it was a little less old-fashioned and stiff in the past, and a little more mellow and smart.

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