In the dense forest, the old butler Dilapor looked ahead, and there were only the two of them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the woods.

Horn was holding a flower sword, and when his wrist turned, the sword light Huo Huo, a series of silver light sword qi criss-crossed, like a dense ball of silver wire, gradually wrapped his whole body in it, the dense sword light was endless, and it was almost impossible to see his specific figure.

Horn's feet moved and changed, which made his body unpredictable, making it difficult to guess his next move, which was extremely useful in battle.

With a bang, the old butler Dilapoh, who was originally standing there with his body on his back, suddenly threw out a punch without warning, and the powerful punch power was condensed together, just above the tree trunk in the distance.

The whole huge and thick trunk shook violently, the dense canopy rattled, and the fallen leaves fell one after another, like green butterflies flying in the sky.

"Knock off these leaves, and not a single one of them will fall. ”

The old butler, Dillapel, looked at Horn with his old eyes, but his voice sounded mercilessly.

'Woohoo. ’

Horn raised his head suddenly, his eyes became extremely sharp at this moment, and his pupils suddenly constricted, as if he suddenly turned into an eagle's eyes, that kind of indifference with extreme calmness, which made people's hearts twitch.

With a movement of his wrist, Horn jumped up, the speed was fast, and at the same time, the sword in his hand rotated rapidly, conjuring up a sword light in the sky, each sword light pointed directly at a green leaf that fell beside him, and he heard a loud noise, and the leaves were pierced, like a mutton skewer in the sword body, and none of them fell.

Bronze-level swordsmanship.

Lasssell's Iron Chain Swordsmanship.

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"It seems that the Grand Duke really loves you, and even the 'Sword Master Card' can be found for you, this kind of starting point is much higher than the average person, and your comprehension of swordsmanship is extremely high, so many swordsmanship is a good way to learn, and I will teach you my best skill, silver swordsmanship - "Crossblade Killing Swordsmanship""

In the swordsmanship hall, a man dressed in white with silver trim, with a graceful figure and a dashing figure, stood with long silver hair, his face was like a knife and axe, his lips were extremely thin, and the bridge of his nose was extremely straight, like a sword, and the whole person exuded a sharp aura.

This is the swordsmanship teacher that the old manager Dilapol invited for him, the silver nine-dan level master 'Redsa'.

Because Horn's swordsmanship comprehension is extremely fast, in just two years, he has changed nearly thirty swordsmanship teachers.

"You see, this is a silver-level swordsmanship, not focusing on rushing and killing, but using static braking, what you pay attention to is nothing more than three words, fast, accurate, and ruthless. ”

As he spoke, the sword teacher 'Redsa' slapped his wrist at the same time, and an extremely slender sword fell into his hand, and it was immediately filled with silver light.

It's just a moment, I don't know how many swords this swordsmanship teacher stabbed out, and every two swords intersected vertically and horizontally, forming a small cross, which disappeared in an instant, as if it had bloomed all over the iron tree and silver flowers in mid-air, and it was gorgeous and beautiful with an extremely cold murderous aura, which made people gasp instantly.

The swordsman's face was slightly colorful, although this swordsmanship is not a family secret, he has also exhausted half of his life's hard work to be able to practice to this point, this is by no means the level that ordinary people can master, but only a real swordsmanship master can see the mystery.

Anyone who possesses such a terrifying silver-level swordsmanship will probably become a guest of honor of the major forces.

But he didn't know that just as he was carefully practicing the "Cross Blade Killing Sword Technique", Horn looked at him with straight eyes, all the sword light, every trace of the sword flickering in the depths of his pupils, as if it was imprinted in the bottom of his heart.

In the depths of his mind, in the space of consciousness, the huge dial gear began to slowly rumble and turn, constantly analyzing the swordsmanship that this swordsman was proud of in his life.

As the 'Lion Duke' Bersen Marios and the old butler Dilapor tried to conceal the secret that the bastard that the Lion Duke had regained was a swordsmanship, the secret had been hidden.

Even because of his tight protection, few people actually saw Horn except for the servants and dead men who served, and he had always lived in seclusion, and many people seemed to have forgotten about this man for a long time.

As a result, a lot of information was circulated, causing speculation, and gradually the news that the illegitimate son of the 'Duke of Lion' Burnson Marios was brought back was also widely known, and became a part of the conversation, of course, there was no shortage of gossip and a slightly mocking tone, and no one could say clearly where the true and false news came from.

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Lion City, Marios Family, Chamber of Secrets.

In the pool of blood, Horn continued to endure the baptism of terrifying powerful potions, and at the same time, he had to run the set of "Burning Soul Blood", constantly absorbing the medicinal properties and professional blood in it.

His body was strong, and the concentration of the potion was getting bigger and bigger, and the pain he brought about increased exponentially, and now the pain he endured when he was immersed in the pool of blood was simply outrageous, it was an indescribable pain, it hurt to the bone marrow and soul, but Horn never complained for a day.

Only those who have lost know how to cherish, only those who have wandered, endured hunger and wild dogs to eat can know the taste of food and clothing, and only those who have died know the beauty of life.

This is his ascetic path, and it is far from complete.

'Duke Lion' Bethson Marios continued to cut his wrists, dripping blood into a pool of blood, which immediately caused a drastic change, and the blood of the professional, or the blood from the Marios family, flowed into Horn's veins, flowing into every corner of his body, nourishing flesh and changing his body.

"Fifty percent of the Marios family bloodline can't be added any more. ”

'Lion Duke' Burnson Marios sighed, his expression was a little gloomy, through the art of blood exchange, he was able to exchange the bloodline of an outsider for fifty percent of the blood of the Marios family, which is already extremely rare, and the Marios family is almost the same, no matter how much it wants to increase, it can't be changed a little more, this is already the ultimate limit.

He couldn't help but look at Horn in the pool of blood, in the past two years of getting along day and night, his mentality couldn't help but change slightly, "Are you my son?" He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and there was suddenly a trace of inexplicable softness in his rock-solid heart.

And Horn in the blood pool has already closed his eyes, "Burning Soul Blood" and "Soul Sucking Black Demon Formula" are running at the same time in one body and one consciousness space, the dial gears in the darkness are rumbling and turning, and the "Sword Master Card" next to the core of consciousness has been resolved to the third layer.

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