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After he tried this combat skill, he tried that combat skill, but in the end, a total of eight Wang Yuan combat skills were tried, and he was stunned that he didn't find a way, and he couldn't feel anything when he closed his eyes, let alone comprehend and cultivate.

However, fortunately, the rest of the people had already left the Wang Yuan Combat Technique area a few hours ago and went to find a low-level Spirit Source Combat Technique to cultivate.

There are so many people, and no one has been recognized by Wang Yuan's combat skills until now. In fact, this is also expected by Taiya and others, after all, Wang Yuan's combat skills are so precious, and Destruction also said that Wang Yuan's combat skills can be chosen at will, and they can take a few books. If it weren't for the fact that Wang Yuan's combat skills were difficult to cultivate, would you still say that when you were destroyed?

Therefore, when Sima Chao felt that it was difficult to succeed in cultivation, they neatly retreated to the second best place and went to the area of the Spirit Source Combat Technique.

This is not the truth of hanging on a tree, obviously everyone understands it, and so does the pure little sword!

No, Pure Xiaojian saw that none of Wang Yuan's combat skills were his dishes, so he turned around and threw himself into the arms of Lingyuan's combat skills.

With the influx of this young man, the Spirit Source Battle Skill Area, which had been quiet for a long time, was destined to be a blood rain and star wind again.

......

"I know, I know, I finally know!"

"As long as the source force is reversed and the source force is triggered to circulate in the dantian for seven weeks, this dark energy can be formed. ”

Lin Yuan was extremely excited, he had been studying this combat technique for a day and a night, and finally had an eyebrow. As long as he continued to do it according to this idea, he believed that in a few dozen minutes, he would be able to successfully cultivate this Ice Lian Jin, and then take him away from the Battle Skill Palace.

Lin Yuan couldn't describe his mood at the moment, the best combat skill he had cultivated before was just a mortal source lower grade combat skill, and this kind of thing was undoubtedly a treasure that could not be found for him.

As long as he mastered this Ice Strength, Lin Yuan believed that in the near future, he would have the strength to compete with the pure little sword.

Lin Yuan couldn't get used to people like Chun Xiaojian who liked to pretend to be forced, and every time he saw Pure Xiaojian pretending to force Lin Yuan, he really wanted to go up and slap that bastard.

But when he thought of the strength of the pure little sword, Lin Yuan couldn't help it.

But this time, as long as he masters this ice power, his strength will undoubtedly skyrocket. The next time the pure small sword pretends to be forced, he will definitely make the pure small sword become a demon... Pen.

Lin Yuan quickly suppressed the excitement in his heart, cultivation comprehension is about peace of mind, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve success in cultivation.

Lin Yuan's eyes were closed, and the comprehension of Bing Lian Jin continued to emerge from his mind like a spring, as long as he sorted out these comprehensions, he believed that the first level of this Bing Lian Jin would be practiced, and this Spirit Source Combat Technique would also belong to him.

"Soon, soon, soon..."

Lin Yuan had already seen that light, it was the recognition of the Lingyuan combat technique, as long as he caught it, it would undoubtedly be recognized by the combat skill.

"A little, a little bit ......"

Boom!

Pure Xiaojian kicked this guy out of here directly.

"Demon beast, you have been requisitioned by this emperor here, don't be too honored. ”

Lin Yuan sat on the ground with his buttocks, his hands on the ground, and his eyes looked at the pure little sword so blankly.

The pure little sword who looked at it was very confused, and the resentful eyes made the pure little sword have the illusion that he had occupied his wife.

Actually, it's pretty much the same!

Immediately, you will be able to touch the light to comprehend the combat skills, and you will be recognized by the spiritual source combat skills.

However, just when Lin Yuan's climax was about to come out in the next moment, Pure Xiaojian suddenly kicked Lin Yuan awake from his state of concentration.

Lin Yuan's feeling and handjob were at their peak and they were about to turn upside down, and the next moment, his parents pushed the door and came in.

That kind of grievance, depressed to death!

After a long time, Lin Yuan came back to his senses from the incomparable loss, his scarlet eyes staring at the pure little sword.

The eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if the pure little sword was about to be slashed a thousand times.

As soon as the pure little sword saw it, it exploded in an instant, and his eyes widened angrily.

"Ciao, dare to stare at the emperor?"

Stare at the Grim Reaper!!

The pure little sword let out a low snort, and the Death Eye was immediately activated.

Now the pure small sword is already the third-layer realm of Fanyuan, and although the Eye of Death is only a slightly small realm, under the growth of strength, it is undoubtedly a rising tide.

So, for a moment, the pure little sword and Lin Yuan's eyes met.

At that moment, the lightning was shining!

Of course, this can't be. The real situation was that when he saw the deep abyss-like gaze of the pure little sword, Lin Yuan's body trembled violently.

Then, there was blood in his eyes.

"Ahh Ahh

Lin Yuan roared unwillingly, and fainted with blood flowing like this.

Chun Xiaojian was stunned, he obviously didn't expect that his eyes could stare at the other party.

"I don't want to, cultivation matters!"

Chun Xiaojian shook his head, then opened the book and began to read it.

In the eyes of Pure Xiaojian, it may be that Wang Yuan's combat skills are not suitable for him, and it has been difficult to cultivate all of them. Now this has been lowered by a notch, this time it's time to cultivate into it!

However, what is embarrassing is that dozens of minutes have passed, and Chun Xiaojian still has no clue, and he doesn't feel it at all.

"No, this one is not suitable for me, change it again!" Chun Xiaojian did not hesitate, jumped off the stage and walked towards another area.

Now, the people here will suffer.

Screams rang out from time to time, and the simple and crude requisition method of the pure small sword was almost maddening. However, Chun Xiaojian stayed here for a few dozen more minutes, and then turned around and walked to the next place.

The pure little sword is like a beast in the wilderness, and wherever it goes, it will let out a resentful roar.

It's been a day and a half since the time came here, and the really powerful people have already obtained their own combat skills and left, so the rest basically belong to that kind of rookie.

Even if this kind of person is ruthlessly interrupted by Pure Xiaojian, he naturally doesn't have the courage to fight with Pure Xiaojian.

Of course, there are also a few people who are a little bloody like Lin Yuan and have a grudge against Chun Xiao Jian Xin, but the fate of these people is undoubtedly that they fainted with blood flowing from their eyes.

In this short afternoon, the entire combat skill hall has not been quiet, and the screams are difficult for people to comprehend at all, but where does the pure little sword care, he is going crazy now.

This Nima, he walked from the Wang Yuan Combat Skill Area to the Lingyuan Combat Skill Area, and then from the Lingyuan Combat Skill Area to the Fanyuan Combat Skill Area, and he had read at least nearly a hundred combat skill books, and he couldn't read a single one.

"This emperor, is it really that wasteful?"

Seeing that the time of two days was about to arrive, Chun Xiaojian was already about to kneel.

Outside the Battle Skill Palace.

Tya and Doom and several other ministers were leisurely drinking tea in a room.

They would only pay attention to the situation in the Battle Skill Hall occasionally, and let their group of old guys stare at them inside for two days and one night, which was obviously impossible.

"Taiya, did you say that someone would get Wang Yuan's combat skills this time?" Kill asked, with a smile in his eyebrows.

The meaning of the words of killing is obvious, that is, to ask if the pure little sword will be recognized by Wang Yuan's combat skills?

"Well, I can only say that it is possible!"

"Xiaojian, this guy will always create miracles, who knows what kind of miracles he will create this time?"

Taiya is looking forward to it, and so is the killing. (To be continued.) )