Chapter 162: The Proper Use of the Bloodthirsty Sword

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He hadn't been to see them since the Western Zhou rescued them, and he breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw that they were all right.

Zhang Lansheng and the others were finally relieved to see Zhang Xiaoxie come back safely, but they were still very worried about what injuries Zhang Xiaoxie had suffered, after all, several people saw the situation outside the Baiku Cave that day, and they could also feel how dangerous it was at that time.

However, no matter how many people asked, all the thrills were brought by Zhang Xiaoxie.

After settling Zhang Lansheng and the others, Zhang Xiaoxie found Qing Xiyang again and asked him to help find a place where he could practice martial arts.

Qing Xiyang thought for a moment and took Zhang Xiaoxie to a hill behind a palace.

This mountain is used by some royal children to hunt wheel beasts, and the wheel beasts inside are all low-level wheel beasts caught from the outside, and there is no danger, and there will be royal guards patrolling on weekdays, and there will be no outsiders to disturb them.

From this day on, Zhang Xiaoxie stayed on the mountain, except for spending a little time every day to extract the pure water needed by the wheel shop, the rest of the time was spent on cultivating the Giant Spirit Slash and refining the bottle of fire attribute wheel qi.

This time it is dangerous to go to the Black Family, if you can successfully cultivate the giant spirit, it will be one more hole card to save your life, and if you can refine that bottle of fire attribute wheel qi, maybe you can really condense one or two wheel stars, and even if you encounter an existence like Black Mountain again, you will not be able to deal with it only by luck.

"Djinn Slash!"

In the middle of the mountain forest, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the woods, holding a black big sword, dancing several sword shadows, and slashing at the sword below.

As the wheel qi surged, a black sword shadow about ten meters long burst towards the mountain forest below.

"Boom!"

After a loud noise sounded, the woods below were swept away by a huge wheel qi, and a huge deep pit tens of meters long was split into the ground.

If other people saw this kind of destructive power, they would definitely be shocked, but Zhang Xiaoxie frowned, and he was not happy at all.

"The power is indeed enough, but how can this sword shadow only be more than ten meters?"

He half-crouched on the ground, holding the spirit stone engraved with the Djinn Slash, and read it carefully.

"Giant Spirit Slash, a low-level martial art of the ground level, condenses the sword shadow with wheel qi, controls the sword with the flesh, is suitable for two-handed swords, and the sword shadow reaches twenty meters for the entry ......."

According to the introduction of the giant spirit slash, the sword shadow reaching twenty meters is the entry, but why did he practice for a week, and this sword shadow could only increase to a length of more than ten meters?

"Could it be that the Bloodthirsty Sword is too heavy and not fast enough?"

He waved the bloodlust on his hand, feeling the terrifying weight, and his brow furrowed even more.

Since the last time he absorbed the weapon in the weapon shop, the weight of the bloodthirsty has increased a lot, and Rao feels a little difficult to swing it with his current physical strength.

"The weight of the sword cannot be reduced, and the only way is to increase the strength of the body. ā€

After pondering for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, but then dimmed again.

His current physical strength is already comparable to that of a wheel beast of the same level, and if he wants to improve, he himself doesn't know how to improve.

The last time I improved my physical strength was in the barren secret realm, I was washed by the mysterious person I had never seen with blood thunder.

"Why don't you ask the mysterious man?"

As he pondered, the Bloodthirsty Sword suddenly trembled, and then the space around it distorted slightly, and a half-human, half-skeleton figure stepped out.

"Is that you?"

Zhang Xiaoqing couldn't help but step back, although he had seen it twice, but this person's face was too terrifying, even if he saw it at this time, he couldn't help but feel a chill.

"I sense you're using it for martial arts. ā€

The middle-aged man pointed to the bloodthirsty road.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Zhang Xiaoxie wondered.

"I'll see if I use it again. ā€

"Huh?"

Zhang Xiaoxie stared at the middle-aged man suspiciously for a moment, picked up the bloodthirsty sword, and used the Giant Spirit Slash as he did just now, and then looked at the middle-aged man suspiciously.

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, and then suddenly spoke: "Is the ground-level martial art?

"This ......"

Zhang Xiaoye was speechless for a while, and the ground-level martial arts that countless people had dreamed of had become messy in the eyes of this person?

"You call it bloodthirsty?" the man began.

"Hmm. ā€

"Okay, it's nameless, let's call it bloodthirsty. ā€

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "This sword is not an ordinary wheel weapon, the wheel master cultivates martial arts, all of them are based on physical skills, supplemented by wheel weapons, but if you want to use a bloodthirsty sword, you have to break this attempt, it should be mainly based on physical skills, supplemented by physical skills!"

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Xiaoxie seems to have found the key, but he doesn't understand what it is.

"Your martial art, mobilize the wheel qi to form a sword shadow, and then use the bloodthirsty sword to swing it, but when you swing the sword, do you feel that the bloodthirsty sword is extremely heavy and cannot reach the speed mentioned in the martial arts?"

"That's true. Zhang Xiaoxie nodded hurriedly.

"The bloodthirsty sword is your wheel, its weight is indeed heavy for others, but for you, it is only in your heart!"

"What do you mean, can you explain it clearly?" Zhang Xiaoxie wondered.

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and said: "Let me tell you this, you should know by now, the bloodthirsty sword has a spiritual intelligence, and it is not an ordinary spiritual intelligence, he is the same as me, he can distinguish the strength and weakness of martial arts, and he can also distinguish the disadvantages and advantages of martial arts. ā€

"Can you tell the disadvantages and advantages of martial arts?"

Zhang Xiaoxie looked at the bloodthirsty in shock, pondered for a moment and said, "Then what should I do?"

"Come here!"

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, and suddenly grabbed towards the bloodthirsty sword, but the bloodthirsty sword trembled slightly, dodging the middle-aged man's arm, as if in silent protest.

"Are you still holding grudges?"

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, and said to the bloodthirsty sword: "His current life and death have something to do with you and me, I just taught him how to use you, don't worry." ā€

"Buzz!"

The bloodthirsty sword trembled slightly, and after a moment, it flew into the middle-aged man's hand.

"Boy, see clearly! I can only do it once now!"

The middle-aged man suddenly shouted, holding bloodthirsty in his hand, and waved it three times in the air, and then, a hundred-meter sword shadow suddenly condensed, exuding a terrifying fluctuation.

It seemed that even this mountain would be split by his sword at any moment.

"That's an exaggeration, isn't it?"

Zhang Xiaoxiao looked at the hundred-meter sword shadow and swallowed his saliva fiercely.

At this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly moved, and the hundred-meter sword shadow slashed down at the ground.

At this moment, the wheel qi on the entire mountain surged violently, and the clouds above 10,000 meters in the sky were instantly blown away.

"Boom!"

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the terrifying wheel qi fluctuations spread wildly, and when the sound dissipated, there was only a bottomless ravine left in front of Zhang Xiaoxie's eyes.

This middle-aged man actually split the mountain in half with a sword.

Zhang Xiaoxie only felt that his feet were weak at this time, and he held his breath fiercely in his heart.

This is not only a visual shock, but also the figure holding a bloodthirsty levitation high in the air, like a god of war.

This is the real powerhouse of heaven and earth!

"Do you see clearly?"

The cold voice of the middle-aged man woke Zhang Xiaoxie up.

"See clearly. ā€

Zhang Xiaoye nodded hurriedly, and after a while, he suddenly wondered: "You haven't read this martial art?

"Hmph, it's easy to follow the cat and the tiger. ā€

The middle-aged man smiled disdainfully and said: "The bloodthirsty sword can not only distinguish a little bit of the shortcomings of the martial arts, but also improve the martial arts by itself and optimize his shortcomings. ā€

"Improve your martial arts on your own!

Zhang Xiaoxie's expression became exciting, and then, the middle-aged man's words made him feel a storm in his heart.

"As long as you follow the feeling of the bloodthirsty sword and use this martial art, you should be able to raise this martial art to the intermediate level of the ground level!"

"Whew!"

Zhang Xiaoxie took a long and deep breath, it seems that he has really picked up a big treasure!

"What kind of wheel is this?" he wondered.

"Wheels?"

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth hooked up a strange smile: "If it is a wheel, there is really no wheeled weapon in this world that can be compared with it, as for what it is, you still don't want to know." ā€

"But ......."

Zhang Xiaoye was about to speak, but was glared at fiercely by the middle-aged man: "I don't have much strength now, I need blood, if you have anything to say, wait until I am replenished with blood." ā€

"Wait. ā€

Zhang Xiaoye hurriedly screamed, for fear that the middle-aged man would disappear like last time.

"What else?" the middle-aged man became a little impatient.

"I want to ask, is the resurrection technique of the witch clan on that mountain real?"

After Zhang Xiaoyi asked, his fists couldn't help but clench.

"Resurrection?"

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and he suddenly grinned: "Of course it's true!"