Chapter 60: Lonely Nine Swords and Six Veins Divine Sword!

For three days, the horse and the donkey didn't do anything, and they were played with as a meat ball by the old bald bird.

And this effect is really good, in three days, the cultivation of the horse and the little donkey close to the four-star martial artist has been transformed into a two-star peak!

If there's one thing to be happy about, it's that Ma Xiaodonkey can now perform acrobatics at any time!

In three days, the meridians of the horse and the donkey became more and more thick and flexible, and they were ...... But not hard.

Although the whole body is in pain, it is not so heartbreaking.

Although he didn't know much about the path of cultivation, he knew this situation, and it seemed that his cultivation level had decreased, but his body's ability to contain spiritual energy was even stronger.

At the beginning, he had more virtual meridians than others, which was enough to be invincible at the same level, but now the meridians have become thicker, and he even has the confidence to challenge the true qi of a four-star martial artist.

Of course, it is only a competition of true qi, after all, real combat, experience and martial arts are extremely important.

Although the past three days have been like purgatory, and the eggs hurt and the chrysanthemums are tight, the horse and the little donkey feel that it is worth it.

But he couldn't say that about the old bald bird.

"Master, you made me cry so much, but it didn't have any practical effect...... "Isn't this fucking as uncomfortable as taking people to visit the kiln, but only making people look at it?"

"Boy, you have good endurance! I'm very satisfied with this, the reason why I want you to practice the body technique is that in addition to letting you consolidate your foundation, I naturally have other purposes. ”

"Oh, now that I can't lift the seal, I have been able to master the body refining technique, so Master, you can tell your purpose, right?" Ma Xiaolu had indeed mastered the body refining technique, but he couldn't see the last posture clearly.

"Well, the last one, it's harmless, the reason why I let you practice the physical technique is actually that I have a set of swordsmanship to give you......" The old bald bird raised one of his claws and stroked his bare chin very much like that.

"Swordsmanship?Okay, I like swordsmanship the most, what kind of sword is it, the Closed Moon Shame Light Sword ......"

"Don't go so far, my swordsmanship is only nine styles, but each style is extremely difficult to practice, the shot is weird, and the enemy is surprised. ”

I leaned back, but Ma Xiaodonkey was shocked and almost peed his pants, nine-style swordsmanship, weird shots? Could it be that Lao Tzu met the world of Master Jin again, first with Xiao Wuxianggong, and then with Jiuyang Shengong, now I won't give Lao Tzu a Dugu Nine Swords, right?

In other words, that's really croaking!

"However, as long as you know how to refine your body, then this Lonely Nine Swords will be much easier!"

Ouch, I'll go, this old guy is so shameless, he just changed someone's name by two words......

Well, if you are lonely, you will be lonely! Anyway, Lao Tzu is also lonely and is about to become a eunuch!

"The sword is light and fast, and the world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable. And the Lonely Nine Swords are not only fast, but also treacherous, unexpected, and treacherous!"

"Then Master, say it quickly......"

"Then you listen well! The first form of the Lonely Nine Swords, the gloomy ** Heart Chakra!"

"The second type, put it to death and live after!"

"The third type, I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, and the long sword in my hand was secretly laurel!"

In the fourth style, the fish-spine tiger is urged by others, and a sword seals the throat.

The fifth type, the enemy breaks the spirit platform body Jedi, and the fish soars with a shallow bottom and laughs at the universe!

The sixth style, cut the foot and follow him, and reverse Mount Tai to split Huashan!

The seventh type, unprepared and unconcerned, slashes thorns with lightning and flint.

The eighth type, the momentum sinks to the top of the mountain, and it soars into the sky to break Kunlun.

The ninth type, nine deaths and a life of pleasure, who in the world can be the enemy!

There are nine styles of the Nine Swords of Loneliness, except for the first and second types that lure the enemy into depth, the other differences are all based on the various dangers they have suffered and then attack.

The first and third styles both say that the enemy cracks the move when he attacks the heart.

The fourth type is the cracking trick when the abdomen and back are attacked by the enemy.

The fifth pose is also the head, the sixth pose is the lower body, and the seventh pose is the hands. The eighth type is Mount Tai pressing the top.

Therefore, this lonely nine swords is purely a defensive swordsmanship to find abuse, and in the end, isn't the ninth style said? It is to find that life as fun in the nine deaths, what is this fucking looking for abuse.

And how it sounds, if there is a danger to kill him, there is no danger, and if there is danger, he will also be killed if he creates danger.

However, this lonely sword technique is still like Duan Yu's six-vein divine sword, and it is useless if it is not in a desperate situation.

But what if it doesn't work? Isn't that just a death sword?

Moreover, looking at the first and second styles, it is clearly like a little young woman dressed in a fancy way and scratching her head, as soon as she meets a man, she can't wait to lie on top of the person, and by the way, she tears off the clothes on her chest to give others a taste of the feeling of eating when she is a baby.

But as soon as the man took it seriously, she immediately called the police to arrest the hooligans!

Do you think this swordsmanship is fucking up?

It's no wonder it's called lonely swordsmanship, and it deserves to be masturbated with her left and right hands for a lifetime!

What a real cheap method!

However, when the bald bird demonstrated the nine styles in Ma Xiaodonkey's mind, he immediately felt that this swordsmanship would have to be practiced even if he had to practice it for the rest of his life!

Damn, it's so insidious and lonely!

"Think about it, it's fast enough to cut down a bunch of fires. The posture of the sword should be calm and smooth. The bald bird went back to sleep.

Ma Xiaodonkey was surprised to find that this guy didn't cough anymore!

This is obviously not what Ma Xiaodonkey should care about, he has to practice swords first.

There is no sword? He began to slowly wave the figure in his mind.

One move and one style are extremely serious.

Rao is like this, the first style, he can't do it smoothly after practicing for a long time, let alone using his hands like electricity!

Because the posture is so weird, can you imagine that the sword that was inseparable from you suddenly appeared in your little brother's position against common sense?

Even if Ma Xiaodonkey learned the technique of refining the body, he felt that it was extremely difficult to practice.

Fortunately, he has one thing that is excellent, and that is to delve into it. The more difficult this trick is, the more he has to practice him!

Of course, there was also a small episode.

He absorbed a lot of dead qi in his body because of the body refining technique, and all of it was stored on his fingers by the horse and the little donkey, and while he was taking a breath, he wanted to release him when he was depressed.

He pretended to be forced to imagine that he was Duan Yu's six-vein divine sword, pointing at the big stone.

But the big rock exploded. Let the horse and the little donkey startle.

This point is dead, and the destructive power is so terrifying?!

He tried a few more times, and sure enough, it was like that time, and when the dead air was shot out by him, everything he was pointing at exploded!

I'll rub it, the six-vein divine sword!