"Wonderful Way Swordsmanship......

Early in the morning, the mountain forest behind the Miaodao Sect. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The morning dew turns into frost, and the fresh and cold air goes straight into people's lungs and eyes, which makes people feel refreshed and refreshed, as if they have inexhaustible strength.

In the open space in the woods, I saw a figure tossing and turning, the sword light in mid-air, a small pebble flying around, whenever it fell, it would be stabbed or cut by a sword move, and suddenly flew up again. Tumbling in the air just won't hit the ground.

In an instant, after a set of swordsmanship, Luo Chen's true qi exploded, pierced the small stone with a sword, closed the sword and stood in place, closing his eyes. The eyeballs under the eyelids rolled violently, and after a while, a breath erupted, like a white thread reaching a few meters away before slowly dissipating.

"The basic swordsmanship, sure enough, is only the basic swordsmanship, which aims to familiarize the disciples with the most basic principles of swordsmanship, and the power used against the enemy is really pitiful. ”

Casually flicking the pebbles on the tip of the sword with his fingers, looking at the obvious scratches left on the sword, Luo Chen sighed, and began to pace back and forth on the ground with his hands behind his back.

The Miao Dao Sword Technique was too simple for him, he had been practicing it for many years and was very familiar with it, and now after practicing it for another morning, he had thoroughly understood it. This set of swordsmanship has been unleashed and eclectic, reaching a very high level.

But no matter how high the swordsmanship is, it is only the basic swordsmanship. It can also be used against people, and it can be used to deal with those monsters with rough skin and thick flesh, and the power is too small.

And swordsmanship, whether it is powerful or not depends largely on the quality of the sword itself. With the rigid sword he is using now, piercing a small stone will leave obvious scratches, and for those demon beasts whose armor is harder than steel, they may not be able to break it at all.

Unless his swordsmanship reaches the advanced realm of picking leaves and flying flowers, it is just that his current cultivation of true qi is not enough, and there is no such high-level swordsmanship for him to practice, and it is a way to create it by himself, but because he has little knowledge and has a short time of cultivating martial arts, he can't create anything powerful by himself.

"It seems that we still have to obtain high-level martial arts from the sect. ”

Luo Chen's two eyebrows twisted into a pimple, and he began to think about it constantly. After improving his comprehension, his intelligence and memory have been greatly improved, and many memories that have been blurred before can now be remembered.

It didn't take long for him to open his eyes, his expression calm, but he already had an idea.

He didn't delay, he immediately walked towards the sect, and soon came to the outside of a large hall, and said to the two disciples guarding the door:

"Luo Chen, a disciple of the Lower Outer Sect, has something to ask to see Elder Yu, so please ask the two senior brothers to pass it on on your behalf. ”

Standing at the door of the main hall are two inner disciples, who are about the same age as Luo Chen, but their cultivation is faintly one line taller than him, and the unique brocade clothes of the inner disciples are also very different from the clothes of his outer disciples, which looks much more upscale.

"Elder Yu is meditating, waiting to see no guests. What can you do as an outer disciple? Don't be an eyesore here, get out of here!"

The inner disciple standing on the left glanced at Luo Chen lazily, and when he saw his clothes, he suddenly showed a little disdain, and he didn't bother to listen to what he said with a wave of his big hand, and he was about to drive people away. The other kept his eyes closed from beginning to end, looking like a master and cold, and he didn't bother to look at him at all.

So dragging?

Luo Chen was slightly angry, and his voice couldn't help but raise a little slightly: "How do you know that I don't have anything important?"

"Yo he? You have a big temper? You say that if you have something important, you have something important? What kind of thing are you, and you dare to talk to Lao Tzu like this? Believe it or not, you are called grandpa?"

The inner disciple on the left raised his eyebrows, hugged his arms and sneered at Luo Chen, and looked him up and down with a pair of eyes that looked him up and down with malicious intentions, as if he was thinking about where to start.

"Hehe, do you think I'm not your opponent?" Luo Chen was angry, and stepped forward to stare at the other party. An inner disciple with a fourfold level of qi, an existence at the bottom level, who is only worthy of guarding the door for others, is even worthy of being so proud? I really don't know how this guy has come over all these years, isn't there anyone who teaches him a lesson?

"I don't know what is dead or alive!" The eyes of the inner disciple suddenly turned cold, like frost, and with a bang, he pulled out the long sword on his waist and was about to stab at Luo Chen, using the Miao Dao Sword Technique, which was also the basic sword technique of the Miao Dao Sect.

"It's you who don't know if you're alive or dead!"

If it was another swordsmanship, Luo Chen would still be a little cautious, but after a morning of practice, he had already mastered the Miaodao swordsmanship to the extreme, and as soon as the opponent's hand moved, he saw what tricks the other party planned to perform, attacking from that direction, what was the strength, and what was the true qi. I don't even need the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye, it's purely an instinctive reaction after being familiar with something.

Luo Chen laughed, with a sword in his hand, he didn't use any swordsmanship at all, just a casual sword, it had already pierced into the other party's flaws. As soon as the long sword stirred, the bell rang, and the opponent's long sword reached Luo Chen's hand, but the other party had not yet reacted to what had happened, and looked at the two swords in Luo Chen's hand in a daze, his eyes glazed.

"You ......"

The inner disciple wanted to ask Luo Chen how he did it, whether he had used any demon technique, but before the words could be spoken, he realized that the other party's swordsmanship cultivation was much higher than his own. His two swordsmanship moves were like monkey tricks in front of the other party, and he was not looked at.

Suddenly, his neck thickened and his face flushed. He only felt that four dazzling gazes fell on him, especially the surprised and speechless eyes of his companions, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

"You're looking for death!"

Luo Chen saw that the other party was annoyed and angry, and he actually used a high-level palm technique. He also knew that it was a medium palm technique in the sect, and it was very powerful, and the middle one often had his internal organs shattered and died in a miserable state. Usually fighting with each other, they basically don't use this kind of cruel palm method of either injury or death. At this time, the inner disciple was also angry, and he didn't think much about it at all, and directly showed it.

Although the palm technique is powerful, the other party's cultivation is not yet at home, and in Luo Chen's eyes, there are too many flaws. It was stabbed with a sword in his hand, and it directly stopped the way of the opponent's palm. This time, the inner disciple reacted much faster, and hurriedly retracted his palm, but it turned out to be a false move, and the whole person was bullied, and his palms were slapped out in a row, attacking Luo Chen's chest and lower abdomen.

Luo Chen's eyes flashed, and he suddenly put away his sword and stood up, and he also slapped it with two palms.

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the inner disciple, and the next moment his palms touched, he felt that his palm power was like the water of the Yangtze River, surging towards the other party's body, and there was no barrier at all, so uncomfortable!

"Ha! Idiot! Actually looking for death by yourself! I don't even understand the principle of palm technique, and I dare to slap my palm! This is your own death, you can't blame me, give me death!!"

The true qi urged with all his might, and the inner disciples burst out with green tendons all over their bodies, and their faces were extremely hideous.