Chapter 4: Fragmentary Martial Arts
When he looked closely, Luo Xing found that this martial art was not complete, and there were only the first three styles, and he didn't know what level this Dugu Nine Sword was, but from its introduction, he could still get a glimpse of it, at least it had to be Xuan-level.
The first form: "Wanliu Style!", only martial artists who have reached the fourth level of refining can barely use it, and he Luo Xing can just cultivate.
As his gaze moved downward, the second type appeared in his eyes, "Thunder Style!"
The gaze was moving downward, and it was the third form, "Shocking Style!", which required a Spirit Realm martial artist to cultivate.
After Luo Xing finished reading it, the golden tadpole words dissipated little by little, and then a stream of information flooded his mind, and it took him a full hour to fully accept it.
When Luo Xing opened his eyes, his black eyes flashed with essence, although this Dugu Nine Sword only has the first three styles, but between these three styles, there are thousands of changes inside, just like the sea is composed of countless small rivers, and the general style can also evolve into countless small moves, which can be said to be unguardable.
After waking up, Luo Xing silently absorbed and digested the first form, the Wanliu style. And this ten thousand streams, just like the name, a sword out, like thousands of rivers, makes people wonder which is false and which is true. The main thing is...... It has the effect of superimposing, so that its power is superimposed, and later, you can imagine how earth-shattering the power is.
After the meditation, another day passed, and when he opened his eyes again, he directly took out the dry food behind him and hurriedly filled his stomach, and then he smiled, touched his stomach with his hand, and said with a smile: "Then let me see the power of this first form!"
Shout!
Flipping his right hand, he immediately took out the black sword behind his back, pulled a sword flower at will, and poured Yuan Li into his index finger and thumb according to the introduction of Wanliu. At the same time, the sword body drooped slightly, and when the yuan force flowed on the sword body, a layer of misty white light softly emanated, when the yuan force covered the sword body.
His wrist shook rapidly, and his footsteps also moved forward, seemingly irregular, but in fact, it contained the mysterious laws of heaven and earth.
Just as Luo Xing was about to stab this sword, a "bang" sound suddenly sounded, only to see Luo Xing fly forward by himself, like a sandbag, and fell heavily to the ground, splashing a large amount of dust, enveloping him inside.
"Ahem...... cough" Luo Xing choked and coughed, and then saw a white tender palm dancing up and down, trying to disperse the dust.
After the dust cleared, a young and handsome face was revealed, but at this time, the latter was covered with dust.
Luo Xing patted the black robe, his eyes showed a thoughtful look, he was analyzing which link had a problem before...... Next, Luo Xing began to cultivate again.
But...... Fail.
Failure, failure, or failure......
......Shhhh Luo Xing bent down and gasped, the black sword in his hand had already been thrown aside by him, and sweat was flowing on his forehead, "I'll go, this ...... What kind of martial arts is this?"
Even with Luo Xing's calm and resolute character, he couldn't help but complain, now he is indeed exhausted, he has not practiced thousands of times before, but has also practiced a thousand times, and he is also perfect for his moves.
But...... The ending is the same, it always fails at a critical moment, and I don't know why.
Now he is tired, and under the previous cultivation, there is not much Yuan Power left.
While cultivating, Luo Xing didn't know that some of the vitality he had absorbed was not under his control, but as soon as it entered his body, it flowed towards his soul sea, and was absorbed by a simple stone bead in the soul sea, and after the stone bead was absorbed, it exuded a soft white glow.
Yes......
Luo Xing let out a happy moan, stretched his waist, and immediately stood up, not thinking about the Wanliu Style, because it was too difficult.
In his opinion, it is better to cultivate from the most basic fist and sword martial arts! Next, Luo Xing first practiced the Wind Fist, and then practiced the Nine Killing Sword Martial Arts.
However, at this moment, a vicious wind blew, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Luo Xing's back, Luo Xing's heart was cold, and he immediately totoed a little and swept towards the left.
Shout!
The evil wind passed in an instant, stabbing the ground in front of it, sinking more than two feet into the ground, it is conceivable that if this thing were stabbed on a person, it would be seriously injured if it did not die.
Luo Xing's figure suddenly stopped, turned his head to look back, only to see the black gun handle swaying from side to side outside, and behind it, there were two people standing, a black strong man with a sword in his hand, and the other person was a thin and tall man with an empty hand, obviously, the previous attack was from him.
"Huh......"
The tall and thin man said in surprise, he didn't expect the person in front of him to dodge his blow, but when he saw the face of the person opposite, his small eyes suddenly showed an eerie and hateful gaze.
"You are the Luo family...... That shit!" Before the tall and thin man could speak, the man behind him spoke.
"Double!"
When Luo Xing said these four words, the latter's eyes suddenly burst out with a strong murderous aura, obviously, he had a strong sense of rejection of these four words.
"Rubbish, you're looking for death!" said the tall and thin man angrily, and then his body moved, and he took out the black gun in front of him and held it in his hand.
Luo Xing looked at the two people in front of him, the corners of his mouth pursed, the cold glint flashed in his black eyes, and there was a storm of killing intent brewing in his eyes, not to mention the previous sneak attack, just the bad deeds of the two in Baishi Town were enough to kill them more than a hundred times.
I remember that a few days ago, when the two of them committed a crime, they were discovered by his father and almost killed the two of them, but at the critical moment, they were rescued by a masked man in black, and he was at the scene at the time, so he was no less likely to kill these two people than his father.
"Hehe, is it?" Luo Xing smiled gently, not caring at all, now he is not a lamb to be slaughtered.
Shout!
Luo Xing turned his hand and took out the black sword behind him, and as soon as he stepped on the soles of his feet, he turned into black light and shadow and swept towards the two, the distance between the two was already close, and under his sudden sprint, it almost came to the two of them in an instant.
"Big brother, kill chickens with a knife, let the younger brother come. The strong black man stretched out his hand to stop the tall and thin man, and immediately stepped out.
Luo Xing's wrist trembled, and the black long sword stabbed at the black strong man's eyebrows like a green snake coming out of a hole, and the black strong man looked at the fast black sword, he didn't care at all, and sneered in his heart. What if a second-stage practitioner is proficient in martial arts, but unpredictable in ghosts and gods? Without the support of Yuan Li, it is like a child playing with a sword, and there is no danger at all.
The yuan force in the black strong man's body operated, poured into his fingers, and suddenly twisted upward, according to his thoughts, the ending would not change, but no matter what he thought, he couldn't imagine that yesterday's waste was already the same as him, it was all the fourth stage of refining the body, so it was destined that the ending would be reversed.
"Second brother, be careful!" The tall and thin man's expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly reminded, and at the same time, he waved his arm, and the black spear in his hand turned into a black lightning bolt, roaring towards Luo Xing's head.
After the black strong man heard this, he was stunned, he didn't understand the meaning of the eldest brother's words, not that he didn't understand, but he didn't care, he didn't believe that the waste in front of him could threaten him.
"This idiot!" Seeing this, the tall and thin man didn't understand what his second brother thought, and immediately cursed.
Burst~
The moment his fingers made contact with Luo Xing's black long sword, those two fingers were directly cut off, and two strands of hot blood spurted out from within, like a blood-colored fountain, shooting straight into the sky.
Yes......
The strong black man let out a terrible scream, but as soon as his voice came out, it immediately stopped abruptly, because the black long sword had pierced the latter's eyebrows, causing his mouth to open, but no sound came out at all.
Bang!
In the next moment, Luo Xing pulled out the black long sword like lightning, stepped on the ground on his toes, and suddenly exerted force at his waist, driving the black sword, and the black spear that came from the critical hit was hard together, and immediately a metal collision sound resounded in the sky.
Luo Xing's body shook, and his body involuntarily retreated backwards, "Stop!" Luo Xing felt the retreat of his body, and suddenly let out a low sigh, stopped the trend of retreating, and stopped on a rock.
"I said that how can the waste have no fear, it turns out that I have cultivated to the fourth stage of refining the body, but don't think that in this way, you can defeat me. The thin and tall man smiled, with a **** smile on his face, and said, "If you know each other, you can apologize for your crimes, and Lao Tzu can consider letting go of your beautiful little sister." ”
"Look for death!" Luo Xing's face suddenly became gloomy, and his gaze suddenly swept towards the latter like a blade.
There are clouds in ancient times: dragons have reverse scales, and if they touch it, they will hurt, and he Luo Xing also has scales, and his scales are his little sister Luo Yue'er, because he once promised not to let his little sister be hurt in the slightest, even if it is a threat.
When the latter felt Luo Xing's gaze, his heart trembled, and he actually had a fear of not daring to look at him, but the next moment, his face turned hideous, "Joke, I will be afraid of him if I refine my body in the fifth stage, and I am still a stinky kid."
Thinking of this, he raised his head suddenly, and his little eyes showed a cruel look, "Since you don't want to do it, then let Lao Tzu end your life! I just don't know what kind of expression your little sister will have when she is ridden under me, hahaha!"
"Nine Killing Techniques, Killing God!" When Luo Xing's voice fell, his whole body erupted with a glowing white glow, and his expression also became solemn at this moment, and a murderous aura turned into a torrent like a substance, clinging to the black sword.
In the next moment, Luo Xing's body shook, and a sword swept out, the surrounding air was whining at this moment, and the leaves on the ground were also rolled up, shooting upwards like a tornado.
Seeing this, the thin and tall man also understood that there was no way back at this moment, and when the spear in his hand danced, a black gun curtain condensed in front of him.
Click~
The black light curtain had just condensed, and the two collided together, and the shock wave visible to the naked eye directly spread in all directions. Then a clicking sound was heard, and as time went on, it became denser and denser, and finally under the gaze of the two of them, the latter's black spear turned into a few knots and fell to the ground.
"How is that possible?" said the tall and thin man before he died.
Luo Xing slowly pulled out the black sword inserted in the latter's chest, and said lightly, "Nothing is impossible." ”
"Who is it?" Luo Xing said, turning his head to look behind a rock in the distance.
A minute after Luo Xing's voice fell, no sound came out, he looked at the rock, his brows furrowed slightly, could it be that he heard it wrong, no.
As soon as he thought of this, Luo Xing made a defensive posture, turned the black sword in his hand upside down, and walked towards the rock.